One of the reasons why the Magic Sword is not as powerful as that of ordinary spiritual magic weapons is that the weapon spirit is incomplete, or it is too weak, and can only be listed as the first level of the defective level, and its power is close to the first level of the ordinary level. This also led to some losses when Yang Fan fought against the land war last time.

Seeing that it was very difficult to refine this object, Yang Fan entered the Xianhong space.

This deity sacrifices the "Consecration of the Pure World Flame", and Shi Qianhan sacrifices the "Four Nether Demon Flames".

During the refining process, the blue bird cloak struggled slightly, making a dizzying sound of the phoenix.

However, at least Yang Fan spent several months refining this object.

He can easily make the magical power of the Qilin Jade Pendant, like a fish in water, but this blue bird cloak needs to be explored.

When he put on this cloak, he drew a series of blue afterimages in the void, and dozens of figures could be seen with naked eyes.

What's even more incredible is that this treasure seems to be able to use the wind escape magical power. With a flash, it can move for several miles, making Yang Fan's body movements as elegant as the wind.

In this regard, this cloak is far better than the Xiangyun boots and is even more than the Pengyu Fan.

However, this cloak still has all kinds of magical powers and mystery, so let Yang Fan slowly explore it.

Half a year later, Yang Fan went into seclusion again, hoping that one day he could cultivate the "Taixu True Fire" unique to the Glowing Period, which is the terrifying golden flame that burned the void that day.

Several years have passed in a flash. In short, Yang Fan has been in Daqin for more than fifty years.

And on this day, in the north of the Qin Dynasty, there was an area with wilderness and demonic energy.

"The eagle... is coming soon?"

A monkey-haired boy who was not very handsome sat on a golden eagle and said carelessly.

"Master... Sir, the territory of Daqin is ahead."

Under the purple-haired monkey, there was a golden eagle that was more than ten feet long, and said in a terrifying manner.

If a high-level monk visits here in person, he will be shocked. This eagle is actually a golden-winged eagle of semi-divine beast level, and is proud of all monsters with its speed.

From the perspective of breath, this golden-winged eagle is still in the stage of transformation of the gods and has reached its maturity stage.

"In the territory of the Great Qin?" The purple-haired monkey was very excited and ***ed his hand: "Gaga... Master Hu is finally here!!"

I have killed many monsters along the way, and I don’t know how many monsters have been killed in the wilderness.

Hu Fei was covered in scars and his eyes were faintly filled with blood. The terrifying aura made the monsters within a radius of thousands of miles tremble.

"To be precise... it should be the 'Demon King Realm'."

The golden-winged eagle shuddered and muttered in a low voice.

"Hurry up to Mr. Hu!" Hu Fei said impatiently, took out a mace and slapped it a few times.
Chapter completed!