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"Mother, how are you?"
As soon as Prince Jiang, who was filled with evil spirits, returned to the city, he was brought to the queen by a pale-faced maid.
Looking at his weak mother, Prince Jiang was very worried.
Because more and more people came to the vicinity of the Ming Kingdom, the original agreement between Qi and Jiang was naturally invalidated.
Facing the Qing's massive attack, the queen could only forcefully go to the battlefield.
Under the intervention, it turned into fly ash.
The treasure map was shattered, and the energy backfired.
In the end, although Queen Jiang saved her life, she also lost most of her cultivation.
Now looking at her son, with her eyesight, she could naturally see the changes in the starlight, and she suddenly felt extremely sad.
I vaguely guessed who was behind the plot, but I couldn't do anything about it.
At the same time, she also knew what the other party wanted, and she roughly guessed her child's plan, which was to persuade Prince Jiang: "My son, take your sister and leave Jiang quickly and stay in Ming.
They are still here."
I don’t have the guts to go to the Ming Dynasty to cause trouble.”
"Then my sister and I will become the subjugated people."
Queen Jiang said sadly: "That is better than death and the loss of the soul, and there will be no recovery."
"Come here."
Prince Jiang closed his eyes and asked someone to send the queen back to the palace.
He stood there and whispered: "Countless men from Jiang State are throwing their lives and blood for the country.
As the crown prince of a country, I am also How can you just keep secretly giving birth to a queen, I'm sorry?"
After saying that, Prince Jiang came to the underground palace.
This place was connected to the underground fire veins.
A swordsmith was forging a sword embryo there.
The dark red underground fire licked the metal around the sword embryo crazily.
Hammer in swordsmith's hand Flying, all kinds of strange crystals and irons turned into mysterious patterns, imprinted on the red sword embryo that was burned by the flames.
The invisible evil spirit, carrying the souls of the dead, gathered from all directions and merged into it.
In the sword embryo.
"It's just a little bit close, it's just a little bit close."
Prince Jiang looked at the magic sword in the fire pool.
He suppressed the excitement in his heart and stared closely at the sword embryo hanging in the center of the stove by an invisible force.
He thought to himself: Jiang Guo The sufferings of hundreds of thousands of people, mixed with my greedy wolf star power, will definitely be able to forge a divine weapon.
With this weapon, I can kill the Tibetan Dharma King and defend the Jiang Kingdom.
"His Royal Highness," the swordsmith completed the final forging at hand, came to the side of the Jiang Kingdom Crown Prince, and sighed: "Although the sword embryo is completed, there are still a few flaws.
Even if it becomes a magic weapon, it may not be able to defend the Jiang Kingdom." ” As he spoke, the swordsmith's face was full of regret and excitement, but there was a hint of madness hidden in his eyes.
Jiuzhou weapons are divided into four categories: ordinary weapons, treasure weapons, divine weapons, and extreme divine weapons.
Among them, ordinary weapons are ordinary weapons, which can be forged by ordinary blacksmiths.
Because the treasured weapons need to stimulate the spirituality of the materials, the requirements for craftsmen are relatively high.
Beings like swordsmiths who can forge top-level treasured weapons are already equivalent to the people who rule the country in a small country like Jiang State. , has a very high status.
The higher-end magic weapons are the limit of weapons that craftsmen can forge, and have extremely powerful abilities.
At the same time, magic weapons are just a general term.
Depending on the forging materials and the spiritual bias, magic weapons can also be called fairy weapons and magic weapons.
There are five types of weapons: Buddhist soldiers, demon soldiers, and divine soldiers.
Because theoretically speaking, any magic weapon-level weapon can be comparable to a martial arts monk who is equivalent to the Earthly Immortal Realm.
Therefore, in Jiuzhou, craftsmen who can forge magic weapons are respected as magic craftsmen.
For craftsmen, it is the highest honor.
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Now that a magic weapon was about to be born in the hands of the swordsmith, he was naturally very happy, but the shortcomings of the magic weapon also made him very regretful.
He kept thinking in his heart, wondering whether he should tell Prince Jiang how to make up for it.
"What's missing?"
Prince Jiang, who had already carried the resentment of hundreds of thousands of people in the Jiang Kingdom, said coldly.
"This sword is a ferocious and ominous demonic sword.
The evil energy in it is so high that even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince refines it with the power of the Greedy Wolf Star, it will be difficult for it to be fully effective.
Only by quenching it with the pure yin blood of the Maiden and dispersing the resentment in it can it be done.
Ensure that this sword can be used by others without compromising its magical power.”
"Do you just need a virgin?"
Prince Jiang's face changed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't want the swordsmith to continue: "It just needs to be an extraordinary virgin.
This woman must have a blood relationship with the prince, and she must trust the prince." , only in this way can the magic sword be used by the prince."
"What did you say?"
The angry Prince Jiang grabbed the swordsmith's collar with both hands and roared.
The swordsmith was originally a martial arts monk in the Shackles Realm, but in these days, he was corroded by the aura of the magic sword, and his cultivation was completely ruined.
After coughing twice, he said intermittently: "It must be considered that he is related by blood to His Highness the Crown Prince.
I have great trust in His Highness the Crown Prince’s maiden to be purified with pure Yin blood before she can accomplish anything.
Please also put the overall situation first and not be emotional.
If the princess knows about it, I’m sure.”
"Get out!"
Crown Prince Jiang roared angrily, throwing the swordsmith around the sword embryo, and scolded: "Since you think you should put the country first and not be emotional, why don't you roll into the sword and serve the country as a swordsmith's blood sacrifice?
, it will also be of great benefit to the magic sword."
"Yes, yes, yes."
The swordsmith stood up and laughed loudly: "With me and my blood and corpse, the power of the magic sword will be even greater, but His Highness the Prince..."
The swordsmith looked at Prince Jiang and retreated step by step into the fire.
The hot flames burned his body, but he had no expression on his face and said softly: "But I have no blood relationship with you.
Although we have trust, But it is not firm enough, even if it is forcibly made with my blood, you cannot drive it."
After the words fell, the swordsmith's body was washed away by the earth's fire, turning into a little red light and blending into the sword embryo.
The originally lifeless purple-black sword embryo suddenly bloomed with a faint brilliance, and an extremely cold and domineering evil spirit emerged from it.
Scattered the sword.
Prince Jiang, who was closest to him, frowned.
Starlight surged around him.
He took a step forward and placed his hand on the hilt of the magic sword.
Blood light rose, countless grievances surged up, and countless distracting thoughts surged.
Prince Jiang's body was completely black, and the water around his body surged.
There was no green energy in his eyes, and the greedy wolf phantom, which looked like a dragon and a wolf, roared and turned.
After the bloody evil energy was shattered, there was another cry.
Prince Jiang took a step back, opened his mouth and spurted out blood.
He felt that the starlight that he had been continuously replenishing since lighting it had stopped flowing.
His eyes when looking at the magic sword were filled with horror.
"Can't you?"
Prince Jiang felt his physical injuries and knew that he had no second chance with tears in his eyes.
He gritted his teeth and walked out of the underground palace, but he didn't expect a shadow to float in the dark, transforming into the image of a maid.
Half an hour later, , brought Prince Jiang’s sister to the underground palace
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