Zhang Wenchang threw the two huge black metal bricks into the weapon-refining furnace. He guided the nine-color flame and began to burn the two large bricks.
Under the burning of the nine-color flame, these two large black bricks gradually began to soften and melt.
The large black bricks that are five to six meters long, after they are melted into liquid, their volume becomes greatly reduced, as if the impurities inside are burned away.
If we look at the volume of these two large slabs of five or six meters long, they are at least ten cubic meters.
The two bricks melted away almost half of their volume, and they formed a black liquid that was fused together, about a quarter of a cube.
If we follow this ratio, if all these two bricks are melted, we can get a little more than half a cube of black liquid.
Zhang Wenchang couldn't tell what kind of material it was, but he knew that it must be a precious weapon-making material.
But after burning, their size was reduced so much, which was indeed beyond Zhang Wenchang's expectation.
He originally thought that after these two big bricks were melted, several holy weapons could be refined.
After all, although these are fragments of the ultimate weapon, they are very heavy. If you just refine the holy weapon, you won't need so many materials.
Wave after wave of light waves like flames emanated from the body of the weapon god. We were like water, like waves, rushing towards this monster wave after wave, blocking my crazy attack. "Could it be that the owner of this weapon left a trace of residual memories? Is that the supreme residual memory?"
Before these two small bricks melted completely, two pieces of blue divine gold as big as fists appeared outside.
I saw the flames of the tortoise-snake lotus lantern flash, and an old man walked out of the flames.
This white light turned into a humanoid creature.
My eyes became as scarlet as blood, and the murderous aura exuded turned into a red blood mist, shrouding my body, making me look evil.
An astonishing murderous intent radiated out, making people's souls tremble. This biting murderous intent would almost break a person's bones.
This humanoid creature, as white as ink, has a cold tone, deep eyes, full of hatred, and the words he speaks are almost crazy.
The monster roared and rushed towards the weapon god.
"That's..." Cheng Junxia was shocked. Looking at this bright light, she showed an expression of surprise and disbelief.
My eyes were fixed on this humanoid creature, my mouth was muttering without words, and my hands were broken to outline the seals.
"Little Emperor Hengyu, you want to kill all his descendants and disciples. Although he is dead, you will make all your efforts in vain. You will make his predecessors and disciples live as if they were dead. Let us
Be happy forever."
Zhang Wenchang controls the four-color flame and continues to burn.
"A mere holy weapon god dares to block your way. Anyone who blocks you will die!"
"I think back then, Wang Teng, the Northern Emperor, seemed to have been polluted by a wisp of residual thoughts from the Supreme Being in the Mountain of Death. He became a human being and a ghost. His whole mentality collapsed. He was easily killed by Ye Fan.
At this time, is Ye Fan the Seventh Immortal or the Dao-killing realm? Although his cultivation level is low, he can easily extinguish this residual thought, but it is obvious that the supreme residual thought is much weaker than this one." Cheng Junxia thought about it silently.
By.
The weapon god took action, and a stream of light protected the world, preventing Zhang Wenchang from being killed by the aftermath of the battle.
"Hahaha..." The Supreme Cannian smiled crazily, but there was no trace of depression. My face was full of anger, and my eyes were full of murderous intent.
That ray of white light was clanging and emitting an astonishing murderous aura. With a roar, I blew off the lid of the weapon-refining furnace and flew out of the weapon-refining furnace.
Around me, real dragons, phoenixes, white tigers, unicorns and other mythical beasts appeared, circling and flying around me, surrounding me in the center.
In my hand, I hold a holy sword made of condensed murderous aura. The dark light is flashing, and the divine light is hundreds of meters long.
The old man was wearing an ancient Taoist robe, with a rotten wooden hairpin tied under his head, and his aura was ordinary. He was the weapon god of the turtle, snake, lotus lantern.
It's like the most beautiful sky falling in the world, dotted with the ugliest stars below. My light is dim and dreamy, with dazzling blue rays of light flowing, just like the blue sun in the universe.
I was holding a holy sword as white as ink, all filled with murderous intent. My whole body roared, and I crushed everything behind my eyes, whether it was mountains or rivers, all turned into ashes. My murderous intent soared into the sky.
The demonic energy I exude has no limits.
Suddenly, two rays of light as white as ink rushed out from the two pieces of eternal blue gold and soared into the sky, forming a white ray of light.
"Damn, that shouldn't be the monster that escaped from the ancient mine in Taichu. Maybe it's a White Dark Supreme. Before he was killed by Emperor Hengyu, my weapon fragments fell into Luanyun State in the Northern Territory, forming a
A small golden desert, the supreme residual thoughts must have been born in this pool of blood at that time. Although the blood was wiped away, a ray of residual thoughts was parasitic in the fragments of the weapons." Zhang Wenchang cursed in his heart.
Think about it, in the original article, the bandit and the little white dog divided it together. The two of them made a small fortune in silence, without telling others about the less amazing treasures outside.
"What is cause and effect, what is the right way and the way of heaven, everything is important to you now. As long as he dies, and as long as his predecessors are happy for a lifetime, even if you kill us, you will torture us to death mentally, so that
We will have peace forever." This white humanoid creature looked up to the sky and roared.
Suddenly a bright blue light flashed.
For Eternal Blue Gold, few people have been searching for it all their lives and have always been able to find tiny particles as small as beans. Now, Zhang Wenchang actually got two pieces of Eternal Blue Gold as big as a fist from two small white bricks he picked up for free.<
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They turned out to be two pieces of eternal blue gold as big as a fist. They were materials exclusive to the Ancient Emperor, and were too difficult for special people to obtain.
I saw the humanoid creature with white hair and a shawl, a short stature, and no cold murderous aura in its eyes.
The remaining white bricks are constantly melting, and they melt very slowly until they are no bigger than a human head.
This evil monster, my scarlet eyes, looked at the weapon god of the turtle, snake, lotus lantern, this old man.
Under the burning of the nine-color flame, this large black brick melted very quickly. It only took a quarter of an hour to melt almost half of it.
After another quarter of an hour, after the two large bricks melted, there was still one piece about the size of a bucket, which was about to be melted.
Cheng Junxia hid in the furnace of the male god and looked at the monster that suddenly appeared. She was surprised but not shocked.
It flashed with a dreamlike luster, 10,000 times uglier than the ugliest sapphire. Zhang Wenchang only glanced at it and found it difficult to look away, staring at it with blinking eyes.
Zhang Wenchang is only in the Seven Extremes Secret Realm now, so I opened my mouth to call with determination: "Senior descendants of the gods, please take action and destroy that supreme remnant."
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