After sacrificing a golden body of a human soul into thin iron and hammering and tempering it for six and a half hours, Lao Huo just stopped sweating profusely, put the black iron hammer next to him, sat on the ground and started to slurp it.
Panting heavily, the thin sword-like piece of iron was placed on the anvil to cool naturally.
Lao Huo rested for half an hour and stood up. He glanced at the Qianxiang Hundred Refining Furnace and said with clear eyes, "Hey, the time has come, it's time to make a move."
Snap!
A seal, with a deep red aura, struck the Qianxiang Hundred Refining Furnace, and the immortal fire in the furnace went out in response.
In the Tiandao Pearl, Feng Jueyu was shirtless and covered in stinking sweat. The heat of the Tiandao Pearl still maintained the intense temperature of the divine fire. These seven hours were also a huge torture for Feng Jueyu, but he did survive it.
, and did not use Si Xingjie's method to restore physical strength. It is estimated that the feeling of the soul-living golden body that was sacrificed into thin iron may be much different, but the process is quite exhausting.
Lao Huo, who was sweating profusely after refining the weapon for a whole day, was delighted with the result and said in a good mood: "Haha, you're a bunny. Tell me something, I want to see if you are alive or dead. If you have breath, just gasp. I want to see if you still look good."
He was so tough just now.”
In the Heavenly Dao Pearl, Feng Jueyu looked at Lao Huo with gloomy eyes. This was not only because of Lao Huo, but also because Huo Xuan used the immortal fire to roast him alive for seven hours. The deeper reason was because
, this Huoxuan's method is too cruel.
A living person, a golden body, and a soul are all left behind, and this person is missing a pair of skins, and his soul consciousness has been beaten eighteen thousand times. Thinking about this kind of thing makes your scalp numb.
Feng Jueyu prides himself on not being a kind person, let alone a righteous person who likes to fight against injustices, but when he encounters such a cruel guy, he gnashes his teeth with hatred in his heart and wishes he could tear Huo Xuan alive right now.
It was not to repay the monk, but to vent his bad anger and find an outlet for the feelings he just felt.
Huo Xuan, who was outside the Tiandaozhu, saw that Feng Jueyu didn't speak. He frowned and said to himself: "After seven hours, he must have been refining to death. Haha, this bastard was just trying to be aggressive with me. I am
I thought he was so capable. He was originally a master who didn't bother much. It seems that he can let Lao Gu come and claim his master. Huh? If I keep this bead, I won't tell Lao Gu yet..." Huo Xuan murmured to himself
As he spoke, his mind started to come alive and he was ready to steal the Heavenly Dao Bead.
At this time, Feng Jueyu's voice came out from inside: "Old man, you are happy too early. It's just a fire source that only gives me a sweat to make me feel comfortable. Haha, I want to make me fly."
Hui, you are far behind, haha..."
"Damn it, you're not dead?" Hearing Feng Jueyu's voice, Huo Xuan was stunned for three seconds, and then he cursed loudly: "Your grandpa, he can't, the immortal fire can't be refined to death.
How is this possible?"
"How is it impossible? I said it. You are a broken fire. You only have enough to make me sweat. You want to refine me to death. Damn it. You are dreaming. Hey, old man. Otherwise, you can use other methods. This is the same as scratching me.
It’s almost ticklish, who can be beaten to death? Haha.”
Feng Jueyu pulled his neck and laughed loudly, without showing any painful emotions. He knew in his heart that for people like Bone Eater and Lao Huo, begging for mercy from them would definitely be of no use. The only way to save yourself is to completely
Provoke them, make them lose their minds, disrupt their rhythm, and disrupt their plans. Only in this way can we gain the slightest chance of survival in the chaos.
Of course, Feng Jueyu had such considerations after careful consideration, because he had the Tiandaozhu and believed that as long as he hid in it, nothing would happen, so he dared to be so trusting, and this method could only be done by himself.
It won't work even if it's someone else.
To put it bluntly, Feng Jueyu has completely formed a feud with the Bone-Eating Old Demon and Old Huo, and there is no room for relaxation. Even he knows that as long as he does not die, one day, the Bone-Eating Demon will die.
Bone Old Demon and Old Fire.
Huo Xuan, who was holding the immortal fire gun, listened to Feng Jueyu's hysterical laughter and was trembling with anger. However, facing the Tiandao Bead that could not be burned or beaten, he was at a loss to do anything.
The Qianxiang Hundred Refining Furnace can refine all things in the world, but this kind of magic weapon, after all, is based on the treasure of heaven. It can carry the immortal fire, which is an unprecedented miracle. Seven hours a day, Qianxiang
The Hundred Refining Furnace can carry the limit of the immortal fire. If the time is longer and the Tiandao Pearl is nothing, I am afraid that the Qianxiang Hundred Refining Furnace will be completely scrapped due to the high temperature of the divine fire.
"Son of a bitch."
Wow!
Huo Xuan, who was at a loss what to do, listened to Feng Jueyu's triumphant laughter and angrily kicked all the treasures of heaven and earth piled under his feet in the cave to pieces. Countless priceless materials were scattered everywhere by him.
Huo Xuan trembled all over and stood with his fingers like the Tiandao Pearl in the Hundred Refining Furnace. His lips turned purple and he said: "Okay, okay, okay, brat, you have the guts. Let me see how long you can last. If you have the guts, you will be able to do it for the rest of your life."
Don't come out."
"Haha, I don't need you to tell me that I'm an immortal. Even if I never come out, I can still practice in this bead. What can you do to me? If you have the ability, come in. I can't fight you. I'll be pissed to death.
You, haha." Feng Jueyu laughed childishly, feeling unusually full of emotions, but he didn't have to show off his rhetoric. After all, he already knew what the ultimate goal of Huo Xuan's efforts to create so many things was.
.
Artifact!
Cultivation!
Huo Xuan is an unparalleled master of weapon refining. His purpose is to refine the magical weapon and obtain the source of the immortal fire.
In the final analysis, all this is for the purpose of cultivating one's state of mind.
Since you want to improve your cultivation, I'm sorry, I can't defeat you, so I have to put a knife in your heart to disturb your state of mind and make you unable to practice with peace of mind.
"Oh shit."
Bang!
Huo Xuan rolled a jar under his feet out of the way, turned around angrily, and walked out of the cave.
At this time, the Bone-Eating Old Demon came in after hearing the commotion. When he saw that the cave was full of messes, he couldn't help but ask: "Old Huo, what's wrong? Why is it so angry?"
"Damn it, the immortal fire didn't kill that bastard." When Huo Xuan saw the Bone-Eating Old Demon, he immediately recounted the previous quarrel with Feng Jueyu.
The Bone-Eating Old Demon suddenly frowned and said, "He has been burned for seven hours and he is still alive?"
"You are living well, and you still have the energy to argue with me."
"How could this happen? Didn't you say that the Immortal Divine Fire is the strongest original divine fire in the world?"
When Huo Xuan heard the questioning tone in the Bone-Eating Demon's tone, he immediately said displeased: "You doubt me?"
"..." The Bone-Eating Old Demon said nothing with a cold face.
Huo Xuandao: "The Immortal Divine Fire is the most powerful source of Divine Fire in the world. This is absolutely true, but I never thought that there is a space magic weapon with such a strong barrier in this world, old bone, whether you believe it or not
, we met our nemesis this time."
The Bone-Eating Old Demon remained silent for a long time without speaking. After a long time, he asked coldly: "What should we do?"
"What can I do? Just keep playing. I don't believe that if I roast him with the immortal fire every day, he can still survive for a lifetime. But I'm afraid this kid's golden body will no longer be used. You can find a way to remove it from the Fengshen Islands.
Let’s catch one more person.”
When the Bone-Eating Old Demon heard this, he immediately exploded the temple: "Aren't you talking nonsense? If I dare to arrest people on Fengshen Island, why would I have to travel thousands of miles to the ice field to set up an ambush? Have you forgotten, right?
It is Mo Xicheng's territory, and without his permission, no one can kill innocent people indiscriminately on Fengshen Island."
Huo Xuan's pupils were filled with anger: "The monks in Moxi City who protect Fengshen Island are to rule across the sea from Han Sheng. In the past, there were only a pitiful number of ice sea monks, but now it's different. It's definitely not possible for you to arrest three or forty people, but
I killed one or two secretly, can Mo Xicheng still kill you? Anyway, I don’t care, it’s you who wants the artifact, and it’s your business to lack the materials. This matter is not urgent. I need to rest for three days after one forging. Now
There are still forty-seven people left. You have enough time to prepare. You can think of a way on your own. Oh, by the way, I will leave for a while and you can keep watch. This kid is full of energy. Don't let him escape again."
After Huo Xuan finished speaking, he left the Bone-Eating Old Demon with a gloomy face and walked away without even looking back.
The latter looked confused as he watched Huo Xuan leave, not knowing how to start.
Walking to the Qianxiang Hundred Refining Furnace in silence, the Bone-Eating Old Demon looked at the Tiandaozhu in great depression. He was stunned for a long time without saying a word.
At this time, the ugly Bone-Eating Old Devil's face was filled with depression. He touched his big shiny bald head and stared at the Tiandao Pearl for a while, then he said to Feng Jueyu: "Bastard, I didn't expect your bones to be quite hard.
.”
Feng Jueyu was feeling uncomfortable due to the heat wave at this time. He saw Huo Xuan replaced by Lao Mo, sitting cross-legged on the ground with magic seals and launching a formula. The wind and rain poured down, and he felt a little cooler.
He replied in the same tone as he treated Huo Xuan: "Hey, look, I have nothing but backbone. If I had to kneel down and beg for mercy when I encountered anything, I wouldn't be able to achieve what I have today.
"
"Haha, how accomplished are you? Qiankun Realm? Can you tell me who you really are?"
"Then what do you think? Haha, I'm trying to trick you. Well, it's okay to tell you originally, but I really hate your ugly face. Judging from your appearance, you look like you can't afford to fucking live, so I won't
Tell you, you can kill me."
"You bastard." The Bone-Eating Old Demon was itching with hatred. He stuck his butt out for a while, then turned and walked out of the cave, but he didn't go far. He was also afraid that Feng Jueyu would escape quietly when no one was around. After all,
He has lived for so many years, and the only person who has mastered the skill of "hob meat" to the "god level" is Feng Jueyu.
But the Bone-Eating Old Demon found that he could not speak to Feng Jueyu, and could easily make him angry if he opened his mouth, so he simply stopped talking to him, retreated outside the cave, and sat on the ground to practice.