After taking a sip from his mouth, his fist containing explosive and violent power hit the body of a wizard. The huge repulsive force shook Xiao En's internal organs so much that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
But Wu Zheng, who was hit with a full blast from the explosive fist, still acted as if nothing was wrong. He just paused for a moment before charging forward again.
boom!
The pale Sean's body roared, and his strength surged back. His strength finally got what he wanted, and he entered the state of great perfection.
"retreat."
Sean shouted decisively and quickly exited the Bingling Mausoleum.
After exiting, Sean adjusted his breathing a little, and immediately went to the Royal Forge Room in the Imperial City. Wei Shanhe was not stingy with him, and provided him with the best Royal Forging materials.
Meteor iron is heavy and extremely hard. It is extracted from meteorites that fell from space. It is extremely rare and precious. A small lump can weigh several thousand kilograms.
Qianfeng Ore is extremely sharp, but easy to break. Sean has blood stone marrow, which just neutralizes its brittleness. There are also several materials that increase strength. Together with his own, it is enough for him to create a
Got a satisfied sword.
Under the wrath of the stars, even the fire-resistant properties of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Golden Crystal had to be surrendered obediently. After the sharp three-inch sword tip was forged, it exuded a chilling piercing aura.
For smelting, Sean first smelted the most difficult-to-melt meteorite iron into liquid, and then threw various materials into the furnace to smelt them into liquid.
"Cold Star Iron can increase the chill in the weapon and emit a heart-stopping cold light. Purple Heart Copper can increase the compatibility of various materials. Blood Stone Marrow can increase toughness..."
After smelting the same materials as Sean, a sword blank weighing more than 10,000 kilograms was created. The next step was to temper it.
Forging is to remove the impurities in the sword blank. Sean holds the forging hammer in his hand and outputs the five elements of vitality with all his strength. Hammer after hammer, he hits steadily. Under the infusion of the five elements of vitality, the sword blank contains the five elements.
The characteristics are more consistent with Sean's own Five Elements origin.
The last step was shaping. Sean embedded the sword tip into the sword blank. The Golden Crystal of Ten Thousand Weapons contained the soul of the enemy's soldiers and had a rebellious will. It fell out as soon as it was embedded.
Sean's soul was furious and released a monstrous rage. Coupled with the anger of the stars, Wanbing Jinjing had no choice but to surrender in order not to be destroyed. Finally, after a day and night of hammering and hammering, a 10,000-kilogram weapon
The sharp black sword radiates coldness and takes shape.
Sean continued to use the five elements of vitality to temper the sword. He didn't stop until the sword had been tempered to the point of its sharp edge. Only the sharpness of the tip of the sword could not be concealed.
The pitch-black sword body is simple and plain, and only when it is infused with vitality will its edge be revealed and its chill emitted.
Once a sword is made into a weapon, it will have a grade definition. Sean knows that this sword has deep sea black iron as the sword blank. After all, the material being smelted is of a low grade, so the grade cannot be much higher.
But with the indestructible golden crystal as the tip of the sword, it is difficult to define.
"Yes, let's call it 'Xuanhan Sword'!!!"
Sean was quite satisfied with the sword he made by himself.
Wrapped by the Tianyan Ancient Formation, his aura was perfectly concealed. Sean sneaked into the enemy tomb in Bingling without any sound, then found a position in mid-air and sat down cross-legged.
Even if Wu Zhan noticed the change in the air flow, it would be difficult to interfere with it.
As soon as the technique started to run at full strength, a vortex of air flow was created above the head, and the three meridians were completely opened, and they opened up crazily, swallowing up the sharp gold air flow in the tomb and refining it.
The huge sharp gold air flow whizzed into the body, and Sean was like a filter at this moment, refining all the sharp gold essence in the air flow injected into the body and leaving it in the body.
The torrent of sharp gold pouring into his body contained a violent aura of resentment, a breath of malice, rebellion, and unwillingness. It was refined along with the sharp gold essence, accumulated in his body, and began to erode his will.
The resentment of countless years of soldier souls in the tomb has accumulated, forming a mental strength that can destroy any determined person. It also contains the evil aura of Wu Zong, which gradually shakes Sean to have evil thoughts.
Sean stuck to his heart and did not refine this resentment, allowing it to lurk in his body. With his own perseverance, trying to destroy his will with the power of resentment was simply wishful thinking.
Moreover, Sean felt in his heart that there must be a force of righteous thoughts over the martyrs' graves. Once the two thoughts are merged, there should be unexpected gains.
As the sharp gold essence in the sharp gold air flow was lost in large quantities, more and more weapons collapsed and scattered on the ground, turning into piles of dust. The five witch zombies began to sense this strange phenomenon, and gradually became
He became restless and let out bursts of roars.
Finally, the five witch zombies exited the tomb one after another and returned to the martyr's tomb where the aura of sharp gold was even stronger.
After three days of continuous refining, the sharp gold essence in the tomb was finally refined. At this moment, the resentment accumulated in the body became stronger and stronger, and Sean began to feel a little uncertain.
Sean immediately concealed his aura, entered the martyr's tomb, and refined the sharp gold airflow in the same way.
The tomb of the martyrs was filled with a kind of awe-inspiring righteousness, which made Sean feel a little more comfortable, and the sharp gold essence contained in the air flow here was more mellow and refined.
Gradually, as the vast sharp golden air flow entered the body, and then turned into waste gas and was discharged, Sean was wrapped in the storm cyclone again, causing the movement to become even louder, and piles of decayed weapons kept falling to the ground.
As it fell, the air became even more turbid.
The soul was filled with evil resentment as the huge righteous thoughts of Haoran poured in. Good and evil were not coexisting, and a head-on confrontation began. They were intertwined and melted with each other, giving rise to an alternative idea. Sean immediately
Refined this thought and integrated it into the soul sea.
boom!
Two thoughts, one good and one evil, are like two armies fighting each other to the death, fighting in the soul.
Sean not only has to resist the impact of the confrontation between the two thoughts, but also compresses, fuses, and transports the two opposing forces. The stimulation of the soul is getting closer and closer to the limit, and there is always the possibility of fainting at any time.
As the resentment continued to melt away, the vast righteous thoughts began to steadily gain the upper hand, melting away the evil resentment and obsession with overwhelming force. The load on the soul began to decrease, and Sean became more relaxed.
In the tomb, they felt a large amount of sharp gold essence in the air being lost, and the five shaman zombies gradually began to become restless. The air flow hit the increasingly thinner sharp gold essence, making them very uncomfortable. This was originally the source of their lives.
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"Ho ho ho ho!"
Angry roars and roars continued, and the five witch zombies kept bombarding the surroundings of the tomb like headless flies. The mountain walls in the tomb collapsed layer by layer, and the space seemed to be crumbling.
Above the imperial city, the peace that had been silent for several days was finally broken at this moment by the sound of a landslide coming from the ground. The ground cracked open layer by layer, as if detonating the anger in the ground. At this moment
Completely exploded.
"It's impossible for anyone to compete with this kind of momentum, not even the little prince. I'd better take my family and leave as soon as possible."
"Well, once this catastrophe breaks out, where can you run? You should pray to the little prince to completely resolve this crisis."
"I think it's okay. The little prince's battle at the border is not something that one person can do. Now, he can do the same."
Outside the soldiers' mausoleum, there were also countless gasps of air, and the current speculation seemed to be slowly tilting towards the side that everyone couldn't believe.
At this moment, Wei Shanhe's face showed a calmness that ordinary people don't have, and a smile appeared on his face. He was not afraid of loud movements, but was afraid of no movement. At least, this could prove that Sean was still alive.
Sean had no time to pay attention to the madness of the five wizard zombies. At this moment, the resentment in his soul had been melted away, and the sharp gold essence accumulated in the air for countless years had been completely refined.
Wu Zombie's continuous mad attacks will only be a catalyst to accelerate their death.
"It's your turn!"
Sean glanced at the five Wu Zombies indifferently, held the Xuanhan Sword in his hand, and withdrew the Tianyan Ancient Formation. His aura was completely exposed to the perception of the five Wu Zombies, and then he jumped high.
"Ho ho ho ho!"
The strong wind swept the ground, and without the sharp gold essence in the air, the five witch zombies became pure expendable bodies, as if they were restless in the face of death, and became even more crazy.
The gray mist gushing out of the body of the five zombies stirred the tomb into a sea of gray demons, like the roars of five peerless fierce gods.
As soon as Sean appeared, the five wizard zombies immediately felt this unique breath of life. Their empty eyes contained no emotion, like a gray ocean running restlessly on the ground, rushing toward Sean.
Sean looked around and saw five huge shaman zombies, all ruthless, full of evil aura, and swarming towards them with murderous intent.
This scene is truly terrifying.
Keng!
The Xuanhan Sword, which weighs ten thousand kilograms, is a little difficult for Xiao En now, but when it is struck with force, it has a shocking power. It strikes a wizard's arm hard, and a burst of sparks fly out.
Then he was shocked and flew out.
The blade, as sharp as the Xuanhan Sword, still failed to break through Wu Zong's body skin, and then the five Wu Zongs continued to rush towards him with a monstrous momentum.
"Huh!"
Xiao En Linglong, who was flying in mid-air, felt a strong throbbing in her heart.
Without the cover of the sharp golden air flow, the aura of rigor mortis emanating from Wu Zheng's body triggered the induction of the divine spirit in Linglong's heart, and thoughts surged out of her body.
Sean was overjoyed that his "God's Wrath" had not been able to condense the image of Jian, it was just a blurry shadow.
Nowadays, you can still dominate in front of some low-level monsters. Once you encounter high-level monsters, the deterrent effect is not so obvious, but there has been no way to strengthen the spirit of the gods.
Now that the spirit of the gods is actively sensing it, these five witch zombies must have an evolutionary effect on it.
There are rumors that Jian is the condensed essence of zombies, and there are also rumors that Jian is the ancestor of zombies. Anyway, no matter which kind of rumor, the two must be inseparable.
Thinking of this, Sean suddenly had a way to deal with it. He jumped back and opened the distance between him and Wu Zheng. A voice of artistic conception pressed into his throat, ready to go.