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Text_Chapter 1822 Smelting

On a certain mountaintop, several people were standing.

Hong Lingping, and two other guys from the Jiuli tribe who were deposed by Ye Kai.

"Hong Lingping, this trick of yours is very creative. It's much better than me leaving writing on the rocks on the mountain." A tauren looked at the huge font that was shaking slightly in the sky and said with a smile.

Hong Lingping raised her hands high and output her spiritual power.

The font that supports the sky.

It was not actually a miracle, but something she made with red petals.

In order to collect a large number of petals, she even looted the red flowers all over the mountains and plains in a valley.

This is naturally done to attract many testers.

She smiled coldly: "In this way, when most of the trialists come over, I will see how Ye Kai and his woman can resist them."

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At the same time, the Nether Demon clansmen who were busy building the Demon City also noticed the fonts in the sky. Many people looked up at the sky and started talking about it.

"What is that?"

"It seems to be the font of Yanhuang World. What is written on it?"

"The red-haired ghost knows, he has research, go ask him..."

Even the leader of the underworld demon saw it and was discussing. Although they could also speak the language of the Yanhuang world, their research on writing was not that in-depth. When I asked a guy named the red-haired ghost who knew it, he immediately said that

People were recruited.

When the red-haired ghost said the literal meaning, several leaders started to murmur, wondering if it was really a reminder from the gods.

Heiman said: "Sack, why don't you fly up and see what it is? The address mentioned seems to be the mountainside castle we visited last time!"

Sark nodded, then spread out his flesh wings, stepped heavily on his feet, and immediately rushed into the sky.

It didn't take long for him to come down. With a strange expression on his face, he said, "Those are all petals."

"Petals? It's possible that the ancient gods used petals as reminders." Heyman frowned and asked, "Is that place really a land of gods? There are many inheritances of gods in it. This would be troublesome. Try

If all the practitioners go there, there is nothing we can do."

Sak shook his head: "It wasn't a reminder from the gods. I felt a spiritual power, and I looked specifically to see that it was caused by several trialists."

Several people were immediately stunned after hearing this, feeling a little confused.

Heyman thought for a while and said: "Then they are calling all the testers. I think not only the testers, but maybe many local monsters will do it after seeing it... This is a good thing

Ah, aren't we worried about not being able to catch the trialists? There are fewer and fewer monsters nearby. If we want to continue to expand the blood pool of the underworld, we need a large number of creatures. We just take this opportunity to intercept and capture them on the way.

"

Sack nodded: "I'll report it to the general."

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Time passes day by day.

Ye Kai and Song Chuhan took turns inputting spiritual power into the gourd furnace. At first, they thought it was quite easy, but later they discovered that it was not the case. The amount of spiritual power required for Zhutian was getting bigger and bigger, and the fire was getting stronger and stronger.

Both of them took turns feeling a little overwhelmed, and in the end they had to rely on swallowing pills to survive.

A full month later.

The Heaven-casting God shouted: "It's done!"

He picked up the ancient-looking dragon skin, weighed it on a huge "spoon", waved his hand towards the gourd furnace, and he sucked out the red liquid, all of which fell on the huge and strange

inside the spoon.

This is the slurry formed by the smelting of Qiyao Star Iron.

Zhutian quickly poured a bottle of additives with unknown effects into the hot slurry, and countless bubbles immediately rose: "Okay, from now on, I will concentrate on building the God-killing Blade. You can go out.

If I don’t leave seclusion, don’t bother me.”

The two were kicked out.

Take the "elevator" upstairs.

Song Chuhan said: "I'm too tired. I want to take a good rest. I'll take a bath first. I've been burning for a month. Do you think my skin is darker?"

Ye Kai smiled and said: "How is that possible? Your skin can be broken by a blow. It is softer and smoother than white jade."

As he spoke, he pinched it a few times with his hands.

Then he said: "Although the mark of demon consciousness on my body has disappeared now, Master Zhutian is in seclusion to refine weapons. It is better for us to be careful and return to the space for the time being to avoid having the eunuch general come to our door again."

"That's fine!"

Enter the Emperor's Tower.

Song Chuhan ran to take a bath in the Lingxiang Jade bathtub, while Ye Kai took out the enlightenment futon under the roots of the barren tree, sat on it, and began to think about the Divine Hammer.

But just as he was about to study, the great witch Ke Yueyue found him.

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, she shouted: "Liar, big liar."

Ye Kai raised his head: "Uh, it's Xiao Yueyue, who is the liar? Who were you deceived by?"

"You, you are the big liar!"

"I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"Heritage of the gods, where is the inheritance of the gods you promised me? You played with my body, but in the end you failed to fulfill all your promises."

Ye Kai threw the Divine Hammer twice and said with a smile: "What are you talking about, why are you anxious? I have already helped you get the inheritance of the gods, but you don't know. In order to help you get this inheritance, Hanhan and I

But after experiencing several life and death catastrophes, he was almost destroyed by the army of Hades."

"Really got it? This is it?" Ke Yueyue was surprised when she heard this, and then she was happy again. She was here for the inheritance of the gods.

"Of course, come on, I'll show it to you." Ye Kai smiled slightly, his eyes turning around the big witch. I don't know why, maybe it's the man's freshness, or her attitude. Every time

When he sees her, he always has a strong desire to conquer her. As the saying goes, a wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a steal, and a steal is worse than being unable to steal. Such is the bad nature of men.

Ke Yueyue stared at the heavenly hammer and immediately walked over.

But Ye Kai patted his shoulder and said: "I'm a little tired, come here and squeeze it for me a few times, and I will explain to you in detail the power of this divine inheritance."

The big witch didn't complain at all, she stood behind him willingly, stretched out her hands to squeeze his shoulders.

"Oh, good, that's great!"

"Harder, harder..."

Ye Kai closed his eyes and enjoyed it, leaning back and resting his head on her soft belly.

Seeing Ye Kai's appearance and not starting to talk, Ke Yueyue frowned and glared at him secretly, but she endured it for the sake of the inheritance of the gods.

It wasn't until Ye Kai wiped a lot of oil on her body that he picked up the Tiangong Divine Hammer and said: "This is called the Tiangong Divine Hammer. The inheritance of the gods is in it. Let me tell you, this god is very powerful. In the end,

The most important thing is that the god is still a living person."

Ke Yueyue couldn't help but stop her hand, and said in surprise: "A living god? Is that an ancient god?"

"It's necessary, and it's the only living ancient god in this small ancient world. How about it? It's awesome, isn't it?"

The big witch was extremely excited and nodded repeatedly. At this time, she immediately felt that Ye Kai was cute.

"Don't stop, keep pinching."

"oh!"

After that, Ye Kai boasted about the Heaven-Forging God, and finally said: "Okay, I'll leave this Heavenly Works Divine Hammer to you. After you learn the above weapon-making inheritance, our weapons will be made by you."

Ke Yueyue was very excited just now, but after a while she came back to her senses and shouted: "What? The inheritance of weapon refining? Is this the inheritance of the gods you just mentioned? Refining weapons, forging iron, do you think I would rarely do it?

Blacksmith?"

[Author's digression]: It's a holiday, happy May Day!


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