What she engraves at this time is the space formation that she has learned all her life and spent decades creating, the dimension annihilation.

Shangguan Yan himself didn't know how powerful Dimensional Annihilation was.

What is certain is that if the inscription is wrong, she will enjoy the crazy baptism of spatial turbulence together with Qin Zhe.

Outlining the formation with one hand, Shangguan Yan paid attention to the smelting of the spirit weapon at the same time.

With the continuous infusion of the solution, although the magic weapon of the hairpin did not reveal the characteristics of the formation of a spiritual weapon, it already appeared extraordinary.

The dark golden hairpin, with a strange streamer flowing on its surface, is gradually changing into a colorful color.

Suppressing the excitement in her heart, Shangguan Yan glanced at the little metal solution left, and accelerated the inscription speed.

The formation must be completed before the smelting ends.

Otherwise, not only would her formation be engraved for nothing, but it would be difficult to engrave the formation into it afterwards.

Spiritual weapons have spirits.

From the time of birth, unless it is transformed by itself, the spiritual weapon will not accept any external changes.

Dimension disappears and takes shape soon.

Although the formation is small, the terrifying killing intent within it makes one's scalp tingle.

At this point, only a small ball of the solution remained.

Shangguan Yan didn't dare to delay, and instructed.

"No matter what happens, don't let go."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pressed down the Dimensional Annihilation that appeared in front of her.

The formation fell without a sound.

Qin Zhe felt a huge force in his hand, which made him unable to hold back, and there was an obvious tingling sensation in the palm of his hand.

Seeing that it will take time for the formation to integrate, Qin Zhe's face darkened, and his blood boiled.

It was the first time to use Burning Blood True Self Judgment after being promoted to the fifth level.

He was surprised to find that the Burning Blood True Self Art resonated with supernatural powers.

The burning of potential has brought a power far exceeding that of using the Burning Blood True Self Judgment in the past, and it is directly proportional to the improvement brought by magical power.

The effect of 20 points of supernatural power has doubled!

With a full [-] catties of strength, plus the pure physical strength he possessed as a fifth-order martial artist, the pressure in his hands disappeared instantly.

The hairpin magic weapon, which was originally very unstable, stopped instantly like a brat who had been beaten hard.

After a while, the formation was successfully engraved, and the solution was completely consumed.

A trace of icy breath spread out, full of murderous intent.

The seven-color flowing hairpin really shows the performance that the spiritual weapon should have.

Good stuff!

Qin Zhe looked at the hairpin, feeling extremely sour.

Compared with hairpins, Potian sticks are simply too ordinary.

"Spiritual weapon!"

Shangguan Yan looked delighted and reached out to take the hairpin.

Qin Zhe raised his hand to hide, not letting her succeed, said.

"you owe me."

"Is it enough to promise with your body?"

Shangguan Yan responded very simply, then was taken aback for a second.

"your face……"

"Ok?"

Qin Zhe raised his hand subconsciously, touched his cheek and found nothing unusual.

"What's wrong with my face?"

"look by youself."

As Shangguan Yan said, she took out a mirror from the storage space.

Qin Zhe lowered his head in doubt, but when he saw strange black lines flowing on his face, he couldn't help being stunned.

Strange lines, like magic lines derived from the center of his eyebrows, spread all over his face, and extended all the way down, through his neck to the inside of his collar.

What the hell?

Is it because of Burning Blood True Self?

Why didn't this change before?

Qin Zhe frowned, pulled off his collar and took off his coat.

Then, he found black magic lines all over his body.

Seeing that his body was covered with black lines, Shangguan Yan touched his chest curiously.

"When did you get your tattoo?"

"This cold joke is not funny at all."

Qin Yao spoke with a dark face, grabbed her hand, and put the hairpin into her hand.

Shangguan Yan got the hairpin and quickly put it away, and asked.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"There is no abnormality for the time being. It may be due to the function. Let's observe it."

Qin Zhe said, put on his coat and said.

"We should slip away, let's go back to the hotel first."

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