Formation and spells are the most critical steps.

If there is no such step, it will be a magic weapon to refine it, but it does not have the unique ability of the undead magic weapon.

Originally, this was also the most difficult part.

Even a weapon refiner will take a long time to portray such complex formations and spells.

But for Yang Tianming, this is just a thought.

The star furnace will complete the refining of the weapon in the shortest time according to his intentions.

Moreover, the degree of refining is more refined than that of ordinary carving!

"It's done!"

Yang Tianming held the Necromancer Scythe slowly floated out of the star furnace, and suddenly felt a surge of undead aura coming from the Necromancer Scythe.

"So powerful, is this an immortal weapon?"

Yang Tianming waved his hand a few times and became more satisfied.

The necromancer war sickle is longer than a sword, and the long pole is like a bamboo, with nine sections in total, each section has a different color, which is like flowing water, and each section is so crystal clear.

On the top of the Necromancer Scythe, there is a black and weird black sickle. This is made of nine materials and mixed together, which is the core part of the entire magic weapon.

Even if you treat it as an ordinary magic weapon, its quality is stronger than the spiritual weapons Yang Tianming used to refine.

It's indeed an immortal weapon!

Although Yang Tianming has not used fairy weapons, the immortal weapons he used were too unreliable.

For example, the Shadowless Sword, he doesn't know how to use it now.

For example, if you use the Nine Star Armor, you will feel dizzy and lose your mental power...

This undead war sickle is a real good thing!

The Dead War Scythe retracted the space ring, and then Yang Tianming left the Panlong Ding Space.

As soon as I came out, I received a text message from Zhong Liang on my phone.

The text message said that the run away Terracotta Warriors and Horses went to Mount Li.

Moreover, according to the information they received, there were countless terracotta warriors and horses drilled out from the entire original Qin Shihuang Mausoleum, but at least tens of thousands of them were!

Obviously, in addition to the excavated Terracotta Warriors and Horses, Qin Shihuang also hid a lot in his entire suspicious tomb.

Is he really going to fight?

Although it is a peaceful era, the combat capabilities of the army are not bad at all, including maneuver, armor, fully armed, navy, army and air force...

Yang Tianming could imagine that Mount Li is probably surrounded by the army now, and countless firepower is aiming at this side.

Yang Tianming could hear it from the tone when Zhong Liang called before.

Zhong Liang was indeed worried, but even tens of thousands of Terracotta Warriors and Horses did not have the revival of spiritual energy that made them nervous.

This may not be a particularly difficult problem for them...

After all, now is the era of high-tech. The satellites in the sky, an army of tens of thousands of people, even the undead legion has nowhere to hide!

Leaving the mountain, Yang Tianming returned to Chang'an City.

He knew very well that this matter could not be solved by himself. His role was to check for shortcomings and fill in the gaps. He also needed high-tech and regular troops to deal with the Necromancer.

As soon as he returned to Chang'an City, Yang Tianming found that everything had changed.

Nowadays, almost everyone in Chang'an City does one thing.

Escape!

Escape from Chang'an City.

Fortunately, Yang Tianming didn't drive, otherwise the car would have been stuck dozens of miles away in Chang'an City.

Looking at the congestion caused by accidents caused by all kinds of panic escapes on the road, Yang Tianming couldn't help but sigh.

Local traffic broadcasts are also urgently calling on everyone to calm down, stay at home, and avoid going out.

But how many are listening?

They all went crazy and fled the city.

When Yang Tianming returned to the city, almost all the shops were closed. Those who didn't close the door were just forgot to close the door in panic, and there was no one in the shop.

“Huh?”

Yang Tianming noticed that a small noodle restaurant was still open not far away.

Yang Tianming walked in.

The owner is an old man leaning against the counter, playing with his cell phone.

"Boss, have a bowl of noodles." Yang Tianming said.

From entering the underground palace to leaving, there was nothing left, and Yang Tianming was already empty.

The old man was stunned, raised his head and glanced at Yang Tianming, and said unhappily: "Qin Shihuang's army is about to come, why haven't you run away yet?"

Yang Tianming smiled: "How did you hear this?"

"Anyway, I say that." The old man said.

"Then why don't you run away?" Yang Tianming asked.

"Me?" the old man was happy, "I can't run like this old bone. Besides, if some of Qin Shihuang's army really came, where can I go? I'm still staying honestly and open my store."

Yang Tianming nodded: "Yes, but the problem now is that most people don't live as well as you."

"Hahaha!" The old man smiled and put down his cell phone, "Tell me, what noodles should I eat?"

"What's the face?" Yang Tianming asked.

"Look at it for yourself."

The old man obviously has no patience.

Yang Tianming glanced at him and there was no menu.

There is a sign on the wall with only two sides written on it.

Clear water and Yangchun.

Clear water surface?

Yang Tianming couldn't help but thrust the corners of his mouth.

Who can do it?

Yang Tianming smiled bitterly: "I don't even have beef noodles?"

"No." The old man shook his head.

"Then let's clear the water surface." Yang Tianming said.

The old man raised his eyebrows: "You really want the clear water surface?"

"Is this a bad choice?" Yang Tianming spread his hands.

The old man shook his head and said, "But ordinary guests have no choice when they come to me, so they will leave. The rest will also choose Yangchun noodles. No one has ever ordered this clear water surface."

"That may be because I'm not an ordinary person..." Yang Tianming smiled shamelessly.

The old man also glanced blankly: "Wait."

As he said that, he went to make noodles.

While waiting, Yang Tianming suddenly remembered something.

At first, he just thought this old man was quite interesting.

But now he realized that this old man can make money by opening such a weird noodle restaurant?

If it is not making money, what will he do to open a store?

Something weird!

In a short while, the old man came with his face.

The old man looked like he was in his sixties, with half white hair and a thorny beard, and he was quite energetic.

Especially when it is close, it even gives Yang Tianming a special feeling.

Like...pure?

It’s not easy to stare at others and look at them more. Yang Tianming lowered his head and went to see him.

I thought there was something else in Qingshui, but when I saw it, it was really Qingshui.

Clear water is the clear water of clear water, and the noodles are ordinary noodles... There is no name.

Yang Tianming picked up the chopsticks and tasted them.

Bland and tasteless.

Not even put salt...

But he continued to eat.

The old man watched from the side, and his eyes became more and more energetic.

Yang Tianming ate very quickly, and within a while, he saw the bottom of the clear soup noodles in the evening.

Then he picked up the bowl and drank the whole bowl of noodle soup completely. Yang Tianming wiped his mouth: "Old man, what do you have to say? If I don't say it, I will leave!"

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