As early as half an hour ago, the speck of death in Lin Huang's mind finally rekindled after a long struggle.
Just like a phoenix rising from the ashes.
In the sea of consciousness, a drop of fire gradually emits a scorching light.
That fiery aura made Lin Huang feel particularly fearful. If he was not careful, the entire soul consciousness could be completely destroyed.
It is more prudent to simply stay in the wilderness.
But just when Lin Huang was about to introduce the flames outside the body, something suddenly changed.
The blind eyes seemed to feel a different kind of aura, and a mysterious power suddenly came out, as if they were going to regain their sight through nirvana through the power of flames.
Lin Huang could also clearly feel that his eyes were changing rapidly, just like seeds growing germs and grass breaking through the ground.
But the power of the revived Eyes of God and Demon is far from what Lin Huang can bear now.
But under the awakening power of the Eyes of Gods and Demons, Lin Huang actually had no room for resistance.
Within half a quarter of an hour, the power penetrated his whole body, and Lin Huang felt that he was already in pieces.
At this moment, the Setsuna sword beside Lin Huang kept trembling, but the Setsuna in the scabbard sensed the eyes of gods and demons, but did not appear.
Gradually, Lin Huang felt a destructive storm sweeping through his body. It was not that the Eye of God and Demon was deliberately destroying Lin Huang, but that it had such terrifying power as long as it awakened.
Not long after, Lin Huang's consciousness began to sink.
Until he fell into a trance, an extremely majestic aura suddenly appeared in Lin Huang's sea of consciousness. An afterimage of Qin Changsheng appeared in the sea of soul consciousness.
He didn't say anything, he just waved his palm, trying to prevent the Eyes of Gods and Demons from reviving.
Buzz.
There was a buzz in Lin Huang's mind, but he found that Qin Changsheng's palm was easily resolved by the eyes of gods and demons.
Then, Qin Changsheng rushed towards the power of Eye of God and Demon and fought with it.
Like the fist in the skull, the sea of soul consciousness seems to be infinite, becoming the battlefield where Qin Changsheng and the eyes of gods and demons fight.
Lin Huang saw the martial arts that he was extremely familiar with.
Kill the god with one strike.
Snow is falling in the world.
Three cuts in the nasal passage.
Seven World-Destroying Skills!
…
However, no matter how powerful Qin Changsheng is, the power of the eyes of gods and demons always seems to be able to block the killing moves that destroy the world.
Lin Huang was horrified for a moment.
Before his death, Qin Changsheng was already in the realm of quasi-emperor, and could be called the most invincible person in history. But he actually had no chance of winning in front of the eyes of gods and demons.
Lin Huang didn't know that the owner of the Eyes of Gods and Demons during his lifetime must have been so magnificent and unparalleled throughout the ages!
And just when Qin Changsheng fell into a disadvantage step by step.
Lin Huang's sea of consciousness trembled slightly again, and another body of consciousness appeared.
——Xiao Yishan!
When Xiao Yishan appeared, the eyes of the gods and demons began to solidify. It seemed to be afraid of Xiao Yishan, and slowly retracted.
Lin Huang was extremely surprised.
When Qin Changsheng died in battle, his level had already surpassed Xiao Yishan's, and his self-created martial arts that dominated the world were even more unparalleled in the world.
Even he was helpless against the power of the Eyes of God and Demon.
But why...
Why did Xiao Yishan's conscious body just appear and stand indifferently in the sea of souls, causing the eyes of gods and demons to retreat in fear, and voluntarily gave up on awakening.
In the sea of souls, Lin Huang's conscious body looked at Xiao Yishan and Qin Changsheng, frowning slightly and having many doubts.
However, Xiao Yishan and Qin Changsheng just glanced at Linhuang and then disappeared. It seems that what the two quietly left in Linhuang's sea of consciousness was not a consciousness, but a trace of power with their will.
When the Eyes of Gods and Demons gave up awakening, the flame in the sea of soul consciousness was lingering safely.
"call……"
In the sinkhole, Lin Huang breathed a long sigh of relief, then slowly stretched out a finger, and with a pop, a trace of golden flame appeared on the fingertip.
Lin Huang flicked his finger and flicked the flames into the iron man's core that everyone had prepared.
Bang.
The countless iron cores began to melt the moment they were exposed to flames.
Then, the flame gradually grew stronger, melting the core of the iron man into molten iron.
Next, it was time to build the components of the chariot. With Bai Xiaopang's two big hammers around, Lin Huang wasn't worried.
Gradually, everyone in the sinkhole became busy.
Song Changling continued to prepare unfinished drawings.
Situ Huangfen stood guard at the entrance of the tiankeng, throwing down the broken iron men one by one, while Bai Xiaopang swung the big hammer, making a crackling sound.
With Luo Huanhuan watching from the side, Little Fatty Bai was extremely energetic. The speed with which his arm swung the hammer left only a series of afterimages.
In the sinkhole, sparks suddenly shot out.
long time.
one day.
…
In less than a day and a half, Little Fatty Bai was like an eggplant battered by frost. He never expected that this blacksmithing work would really exhaust a person to death.
But there was a beautiful girl watching from the side, and Little Fatty Bai didn't want to stop with his legs wide open, so he had to grit his teeth and persist.
It was the first time in his life that he had tasted that kind of painful struggle.
Every time Bai Xiaopang wanted to take a rest, Luo Huanhuan would give a very considerate word to comfort Bai Xiaopang: "Are you going to die? If not, just take a rest first!"
"
"Okay! Why not!"
Fatty Bai immediately gritted his teeth and shouted, intermittently swinging the hammer as if he had been given blood.
Two days.
Three days.
…
Time passed day by day, and when Little Fatty Bai was becoming more and more miserable, Lin Huang knew that all the parts of the chariot were about to be completed.
finally.
On the twelfth day, after Xiaopang Bai finished the last blow, he threw the two hammers and fell to the ground and fell asleep, still muttering: "A woman's mouth is a murderous knife..."
Lin Huang took several heavenly and earthly treasures from Luo Huanhuan's hands and stuffed them into Little Fatty Bai's mouth, and the latter gradually regained his composure.
However, Bai Xiaopang no longer wanted to see Luo Huanhuan.
It’s really...too painful...
After Bai Xiaopang recovered most of his strength, everyone in the sinkhole began to cooperate again.
Lin Huang first opened the iron cover of the sinkhole and returned outside. He held two swords and fought with the iron men surging around him.
At the same time, Situ Huangfen threw all the parts of the chariot out of the sinkhole.
Song Changling left the Tiankeng and returned to the ground to guide Bai Xiaopang and Situ Huangfen in assembling it.
Subsequently, Situ Huangfen and Lin Huang alternated responsibilities. Situ Huangfen began to deal with the surrounding iron men, and Lin Huang stepped onto the chariot, carving into it the formation that drove forward.
It was not until the end that everyone allowed Li Chunfeng and Luo Huanhuan to get out of the sinkhole and enter the chariot.
After half a day of hard work, a murderous ancient chariot was completely assembled!
The overall shape of the chariot is like an ancient beast.
Four feet long.
Three feet wide.
Three feet high.
The outermost thing is an iron wall up to ten inches thick. And on top of the iron wall, there are countless sharp spear heads that protect the body like a hedgehog.
The chariot has four wheels.
There are seven beveled scimitars on each wheel. Once the wheel rotates, those beveled scimitars will rotate accordingly and will ruthlessly strangle the surrounding iron men.
And in the middle of the chariot's abdomen, there is this iron-blooded banner.
Looking at the big flag, Bai Xiaopang was almost mad at Song Changling. He didn't know what this thing was made for before.
But Song Changling told him that the iron rod, which was more than seven feet long, played a vital role in the chariot. Now that he saw it...
His grandma's was actually used as a battle flag.
Meaningless.
Song Changling snorted coldly... and ignored Xiaopang Bai.
And above the waving battle flag, two murderous and majestic characters were flying at this moment.