Chapter 401: Forging Divine Weapons
Most of the people here are people from the world.
Although I have been in constant grudges throughout my life, I basically fight alone.
I don't know anything about military operations.
"Don't worry, the people in the world, life and death are from heaven."
"If you can kill one more, you will make a profit."
A wizard said in a deep voice.
The rest of the people also nodded.
Ye Feng sighed and shook his head.
"Now it is no longer a matter of personal life and death."
"Once we fail, the people of Yan Kingdom stand behind us."
These strong men immediately looked at each other.
They basically haven't considered this issue before.
"The army of the thirty-six countries, Yan Kingdom will definitely not be able to withstand it."
"In this way, we can't let go,"
Ye Feng frowned and said.
It seems that the arrival of the gangsters and the nerves of all countries are tense.
"Ye Feng, we are all rough people. You just want to tell me how to arrange it!"
Xuanbei God Beggar Zhou Bitong said quickly
The rest of the people also nodded repeatedly.
"Then I will tell you my thoughts to you seniors."
"Those who have achieved the following cultivation level will guard the border with the Tianyue Legion."
"The others follow me to the Holy Mountains of the Arctic!"
Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly became sharper.
The battle between Ye Tianlin and the powerful men of various countries happened in the Holy Mountain of the North Pole.
The reason why those supreme powerhouses led by Haydn did not attack directly?
It was also waiting for Ye Feng to go to the Holy Mountain to fight to the decisive battle.
"This is not right, the holy mountain is their territory."
"Warring to masters, both sides will inevitably suffer losses, and external forces will become particularly important at that time."
Zhou Bitong frowned and said.
The rest of the people also nodded.
Ye Feng suddenly stood up.
"This is my father's mission!"
"Only by guarding the border, we can let go of the battle!"
"Yan Country, I'll leave it to you!"
After saying that, he bowed deeply to everyone.
Three days later.
Ye Feng stood on the base point and stood on the platform.
The mountains and fields were everywhere in front of me, and all the soldiers of the legion were from the army.
Behind him are powerful people from all walks of life.
On the distant mountains, various heavy weapons are ready.
A solemn aura filled the period.
"Today, foreign enemies invade our Yan Kingdom border, and the country is in danger."
"I am fortunate to go to the national crisis with you. My blood will not flow dry and I will never stop fighting!"
"The three armies will die, follow me to kill the invaders!"
Ye Feng's roar continued to echo over the base.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
A roar rang through the sky.
The sound of air fighters exploded, and dozens of fighter jets soared into the air.
A rumbling sound came from a distant mountain.
The Marine Corps also began to launch.
The war has begun!
Ye Feng looked far away, full of murderous aura.
The next moment.
He raised his steps forward.
Behind, several former friends of Ye Tianlin followed.
Everyone at the base looked at these figures.
In the final analysis, the winner or lose depends on the hands of these super strong people.
In the crowd, Su Rou put on a blue armor.
"Tianyuewei obeys the order!"
"I'm here!"
"Follow me to set up a formation and protect the border!"
Behind, powerful auras exploded.
The four heavenly kings lead the strong, following the Tianyue Guard.
Ye Feng took eight strong men and did not rush to the Holy Mountain.
Instead, I stayed in a small town not far from the border.
"Have my father rested here?"
Ye Feng looked at the town curiously.
The town is very dilapidated, with most of the houses disrepaired, and the towns are mostly dominated by the elderly.
"Not bad, but it's more than just resting."
The senior monk said with a smile.
The rest of them also chuckled.
Ye Feng was a little suspicious.
"Old friend, the young master has arrived, can't he come out to greet him?"
Then, he laughed heartily.
"You bandits."
"I used me as a coolie back then, but I still refused to let me go after twenty years."
An old man in a patched cotton jacket walked out of the wooden house.
Ye Feng frowned.
From his realm, we can naturally see that this is an ordinary old man.
There is no trace of true energy on his body.
"Old guy, it's been twenty years, aren't you waiting here too?"
The God of Rain said with a big laugh.
The Feng Shen on the side threw a wine pot.
"This is a northwest spirit, remember to save some drinks."
The old man's eyes lit up suddenly, he hurriedly took it, opened the lid of the wine pot and sniffed it deeply.
Showing an intoxicating look.
"It's been twenty years, and I've smelled this kind of human delicacy again."
His eyes were a little wet.
"Old guy, the war has begun, and the young master needs a peerless weapon."
"It's time for you to do it."
Thunder God smiled.
Ye Feng was a little confused.
"Don't underestimate this old thing. It is said that it has obtained the inheritance of his ancestor Gan Jiang Moye."
"He is an amazing old blacksmith."
The God of Electricity came over and explained.
"But if you build a magic weapon, it's too late to go."
Ye Feng frowned and said.
The Yan Kingdom's legion has opened fire with the Alliance army, and the war is urgent.
"The magical weapon is natural and can be obtained at your fingertips."
"The young master still handed over the materials to the old blacksmith, which won't take too long."
The monk said with great meaning.
Ye Feng's heart moved.
"Is it the treasure of the four major families?"
The other masters nodded.
Ye Feng raised his hand.
Golden light flashed by.
The figures of the King of Hell, the Fengyun Bottle, and the Qiankun Lock emerged.
The last one appeared was the golden scroll of the Record of Medicine.
The old blacksmith looked slightly stunned.
The body is straight and a unique charm appears.
The whole person seemed to be several decades younger.
"These treasures actually exist in the world."
"I am lucky to witness the emergence of the peerless divine weapon."
He slowly came to Ye Feng.
The original bodies of these four treasures were picked up.
"Everyone comes with me!"
The old blacksmith brought everyone to a dilapidated house.
In the center of the room is a large rusty stove.
But because it has not been used for many years, it is covered with a thick layer of dust.
He came to the iron stove with a complicated expression, picked up the broom to clean the dust.
"Old guy, this may be our last partner."
"It depends on you whether you can succeed!"
After saying that.
He slapped the furnace suddenly.
Bang!
The iron stove lid flew up.
A tongue of flame spewed out inside.
The temperature in the room suddenly increased.
Ye Feng looked at this scene curiously.
But he always felt something was wrong with the eight strong men around him.
The old blacksmith stood in front of the iron furnace with a pious expression.
There are words in your mouth.
The flames in the furnace are becoming more and more vigorous.
"go!"
He growled.
Put four treasures into the stove.
Suddenly the stove began to tremble violently.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth around us rushed towards the stove madly.
Soon, a whirlpool of spiritual energy was formed over the stove.
Ye Feng looked at this scene in surprise.
The old man is not a monk at all, so what kind of power is this?
Not long.
An extremely sharp breath filled the stove.
The expressions of the people around him were moved.
"Is the magic weapon about to be born?"
The monk couldn't help but exclaim.
Ye Feng's eyes also became warmer.
But suddenly.
But the stove trembled even more violently.
The surrounding spiritual energy also began to become disordered.
"Not good! This is a sign of failure."
Feng Shen frowned and exclaimed.
But the old blacksmith was not nervous, but was so excited that he danced with joy.
"The Divine Soldier of Creation!"
"God is blessed, and I can actually witness the birth of such a magic weapon!"
He exclaimed.
The next moment, he bit his middle finger and blood dripped into the stove.
It's strange that the flames of the stove turned pale blue when they met the blood.
The fire was fierce, and the temperature inside the house increased a lot.
“It’s not enough!”
But the old man frowned and growled.
He jumped into the stove.
This chapter has been completed!