At this time, the little tengu looked at the figure that was like an arrow leaving the string. It murmured with a gray face: "It's over, it's over. With his jump, my whole dog's life fell into darkness. This year, it's over."
However, if no one takes me out of the secret realm of the underground palace, I will miss the only opportunity to eat the moon at the end of my infancy!"
Zhao Fan, on the other hand, suddenly drew closer to the black fire slurry below and stopped suddenly at a height of one meter above the surface.
"The Shahua boots are indeed divine weapons." Zhao Fan glanced at the boots on his feet and froze in a single thought, without even the slightest inertia.
He ignored the exclamation and sensed the boiling black fire slurry through the fish water field. He made sure that the defensive barrier on his body would not be burned, and then fell into the black fire slurry without any consideration.
But the further down you go, the higher the temperature of the fire slurry becomes.
When it completely covered the top of the head, the black fire slurry at the legs and feet was infinitely close to the fifth level of Ming Zun.
Zhao Fan sensed it with all his heart. Although the source of the Great Creation Technique was still below, it was not far away. It was almost five meters away and could be reached!
He tentatively pushed the sahua boots, dragging his body down half a meter in an instant.
"Crack!"
The outermost layer of the six layers of barriers covering Zhao Fan's body was shattered.
Just when the black fire slurry immediately touched the second defensive barrier, Zhao Fan no longer hesitated, and he sank four and a half meters decisively.
"Crack!!!"
Another piece broke.
At this moment, the soles of my feet felt like they were stepping on hard flat ground, and they should have reached the bottom of the black fire slurry.
He didn't have time to think at all, and being in the black fire slurry, his eyes were like nothing. With only the unique induction of the Great Creation Technique, he instantly moved two meters horizontally again.
"Crack!"
The third barrier is broken.
Zhao Fan's heart felt like it was in his throat. The destructive power at the bottom of the black fire slurry was probably too much for Ming Zun, who had just entered the fifth level, to withstand it.
He didn't have time to explore carefully, so he just fished for the source he sensed.
"Crack!!!"
The fourth barrier was shattered at the same time.
After catching the thing, there are only two remaining defensive barriers left, and the real meaning of life hangs on a thread.
"superior!"
As soon as Zhao Fan had an idea, the Shahua Boots were like a wild horse, dragging his soul up from the depths of the terrifying black fire slurry.
"Crack!"
The fifth barrier is broken.
After that, there was no more clicking sound, because Zhao Fan had arrived at a safe location, which was on the surface of the black fire slurry.
"call……"
Zhao Fan took a breath with lingering fear. After his soul relaxed, he quickly broke away from the black fire slurry, wrapped in the last defensive barrier and floated to the iron cable bridge above, while raising his hand to look at the thing he was holding.
, even though it was picked up in a hurry, it was not wrong, it was what the Great Creation Technique sensed.
It's a black gourd.
The whole thing is about 30 centimeters, and its surface is flashing with red lines, which looks very domineering. At a glance, you can tell that the mystery contained in it is not something you can understand by yourself.
soon.
Zhao Fan landed at the connection between the cable bridge and the corridor. He looked at the black gourd with red stripes in his hand, which symbolized great opportunities.
The little Tengu looked at him dumbfounded, "Brother...brother, you are my dear brother, and you came back alive? Just when you went down, through the rising heat, I felt that the temperature in the depths of the black fire was enough
Melt the fifth level of Mingzun!"
"Hindsight."
Zhao Fan muttered in disgust, but as one code equals another, he admired the little Tengu's perception ability in his heart. You must know that the opponent is in its infancy and is so weak, but it can accurately sense it from dozens of meters away.
When Ming Yue is swallowed up and enters the ultimate stage, the perception ability will be further strengthened.
"I'm worried about you." Little Tengu said aggrievedly.
Zhao Fan simply ignored it and focused on studying the new opportunity.
He attaches great importance to this object, because it is something he truly obtained by himself after coming to the underworld. If it does not bring much improvement in strength, the Great Creation Technique will not be activated at all.
"Let's refine it first." Zhao Fan did not extract any information matching the red-striped black gourd from his reading memory in the Imperial Study Room, so there was no point in messing around with it anymore.
Zhao Fan gathered a trace of soul power at his fingertips and tried to blend into the gourd, but was rejected.
"Brother, try it from the gourd mouth." The little tengu is more knowledgeable because of its inheritance. It said analytically: "A magical weapon like this is functional at first glance, and it uses objects as its body.
The surface is most likely a bastard shell that is inaccessible to oil and salt, and the only breakthrough point is the position connected to the interior."
"You may be of some use."
Zhao Fan pinched the stopper on the mouth of the gourd with two fingers, pulled it gently, heard a "pop" sound, and pulled it away.
He raised the black gourd with red stripes and pointed it at one eye, and looked inside. The black gourd was darker than the little tengu. He couldn't see anything. But as he looked at it, he felt a sense of fear in his heart.
Like a black hole that can swallow everything.
Zhao Fan thought for a moment, then gathered his soul power and poured it into the gourd mouth.
But there was no response, like a stone sinking into the sea.
"It's less." Little Tengu said from the side, giving advice: "Its quality far exceeds your level. If you want to refine it, it's unrealistic to pour less into it."
Zhao Fan nodded. This is the truth. Just like you can deceive a little lolita with a lollipop, can you deceive a big beauty in the same way?
However, he had previously created three Arc Moon Slashes and six barriers in a row, and had already consumed 70% of his soul power. It is estimated that the remaining 20% was invested in the red-striped black gourd, but no waves could be produced.
"Go and rest, let me recover for a while." After Zhao Fan finished speaking, he crossed his legs and closed his eyes, and started the "Secret Book of Soul Tribulation" to restore his soul power.
"You dislike me so much, why didn't you tell me then?" Little Tengu looked at the human youth in his eyes resentfully, like an abandoned licking dog.
"Shut up."
Zhao Fan flicked his fingers and a ball of purple light was sealed on the little tengu's mouth.
"Uh-huh!"
The little tengu kept digging at it with his claws, but to no avail, he could only stare in frustration.
…
Unknowingly.
Zhao Fan opened his eyes. The little dog next to him had already fallen asleep, so he wanted some peace and quiet.
He picked up the black gourd with red stripes again, then tilted it towards the gourd's mouth crazily as if the soul power in his body was like garbage.
One percent.
Thirty percent.
Seventy percent.
Nine and a half percent!
The corners of Zhao Fan's eyes began to twitch. With so much soul power, he still couldn't move this weird gourd?
The appetite is too big!
The key is, I still don’t know how big it is!
Zhao Fan simply held the black gourd with red stripes in his left hand and put his right hand against the mouth of the gourd. He was running the "Secret Code of Soul Tribulation" while injecting it. This way the recovery of soul power would be much slower, but he had no choice. He was afraid that it would stop.
, all the soul power before will be in vain...
that's all.
It lasted about three hours.
Finally, Zhao Fan seemed to hear a clear sound like glass breaking in the red-striped black gourd, and knew that he had successfully refined it!
Immediately afterwards, a message poured into his consciousness.
This thing is called "Destroying Gourd"!
It is a god-level underworld weapon from the ancient era of the underworld, forged by a weapon-refining master named "Golden Hand".
The black fire slurry under the chain bridge is the source of the Devouring Liquid that breeds the Devouring Gourd. Even if there is only a drop left, it can continue to differentiate through time!
…
Zhao Fan carefully "observed" the inheritance message about the Devouring Gourd. His figure flashed with excitement, and he jumped down from the chain bridge again, floating five meters away from the black fire slurry.
Aiming at the bottom, Zhao Fan shouted softly: "Take it!"
The next moment.
The black fire slurry covering an area of several thousand meters turned into a large whirlpool as if it had been subjected to irresistible pulling force.
And in the center of the whirlpool, a black-red fire dragon circled upwards and continuously jumped into the mouth of the Devouring Gourd.
The process lasted for a hundred breaths.
now.
Under the chain bridge, there is no longer a terrifying furnace, but an empty pool, not a drop left.
Zhao Fan picked up the matching stopper and blocked the mouth of the Devouring Gourd, then returned to the little Tengu, raised his foot and kicked it awake.
"Ah?!" Little Tengu was a little confused and didn't understand what was happening.
Soon, it noticed something was wrong. The original hot temperature disappeared, and it was even a bit cool now. It subconsciously looked down and asked dumbly: "Where is the black fire slurry?"
Zhao Fan shook the Devouring Gourd at it and said, "It's over here."
"this……"
The little Tengu stared at the red-striped black gourd as if it were a fool. After a moment, it paused and seemed to remember something, and then said in surprise: "Is it the Devouring... Devouring Gourd?"
"Yo?"
Zhao Fan said in surprise: "You know it?"
"Is it really the Devouring Gourd?!" Little Tengu bowed with a wonderful expression: "Congratulations, brother, congratulations, brother, I will follow you from now on, and you must protect me. This is an incredible thing, but it is like
Like an epiphyllum, with the fall of that being, it disappeared without a trace. Unexpectedly, you found it here."
"Which one?"
Zhao Fan asked curiously. The inheritance information about the Devouring Gourd only mentioned who refined it, but did not say who had held it.
"Want to know?" Little Tengu sat on the ground and asked, "Then you agree to my little brother's conditions first and you are not allowed to abandon me."
"..."
Zhao Fan raised his middle finger in disdain, then put the Devouring Gourd into the Mingkong Ring, and stepped onto the chain bridge without looking back, but his lukewarm voice reached the ears of the little tengu.
Bian: "It's up to you whether you want to talk or not."
"Eh? Don't, don't, I said it's not okay!"
The little tengu hurriedly moved its front and back legs and followed him up with a sloppy hesitation.
"I'll give you a chance. If you keep trying, let's part ways." Zhao Fan gave an ultimatum.
"I am a Tengu after all, so why can't I have a nicer attitude?"
The little tengu complained like a chatterbox, and then introduced with a solemn expression: "The Devouring Gourd, it was a long, long, long time... In short, a long time ago, an ancient god of the underworld got a mysterious weapon in a secret realm.
It took 50,000 years to search the entire underworld, collect a total of ninety-nine kinds of rare objects, and devote a lifetime of treasures to it, before asking the people who had already washed their hands in the golden basin to
The magician 'Golden Hand' announced that he would no longer refine weapons, and the refining time lasted for a thousand years. However, in the last year, the Midas hand found that he could not create a god-level ghost weapon because he still lacked
It can also be used as the soul of the underworld weapon itself, that is, the weapon soul, and the gourd in it can only be used as the outer shell. If the materials are not supplemented, the quality will be stuck below that of the god-level underworld weapon."
"Then what?"
Zhao Fan nodded with interest.
"Hehe." Seeing that the other party's interest was aroused, the little tengu smiled and said solemnly: "That ancient god of the underworld, I racked my brains and asked my friends again, and there is no rare thing that can match it.
After all, if the level difference between the weapon souls with such complex materials is not too great, they cannot be shaken. As the deadline gets closer and closer,
As he came closer, the Midas Touch came up with an idea. In the end, the ancient god of Hades cut off half of the heart of the underworld and merged it into it to become the soul of the weapon. After the weapon was completed, its quality reached the divine level as expected. There was another one left in the Devouring Gourd.
What’s special is that there are a handful of god-level underworld weapons that have been proven to be artificially refined, and the vast majority of them have no idea of their origin.”
Zhao Fan agreed with the second half of Little Tengu's sentence.
God-level underworld weapons such as the Sahua Boots and the Nine-Day Killing Bow of the Mad Ghost Emperor are all as if they popped out of the stone. Even the inheritance message does not mention the source.
Immediately, a look of expectation appeared in Zhao Fan's eyes, "Licking dog, who is that ancient god of the underworld who would rather sacrifice half of his mind to achieve the Devouring Gourd?"