V6.Chapter 35

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
The horn of dragon and snake, a short stick like thing with infinite magic and the blood of the divine beast dragon, finally entered the Jiulong stove under the control of he Yiming.

When the dragon and snake horn really entered the Jiulong stove, the power of fire around it was much stronger.

Even the three fire dragons seem to be distracted by this thing.

Slowly, the horn of dragon and snake came to the magic weapon that was about to take shape. A huge force slowly ran over the dragon and snake horn, and this part of the dragon and snake horn slowly began to collapse. It turned into countless dust, which fell like rain from above.

However, all the dust is the most precious thing. They fall on the sharp weapon that is about to take shape, and they are not wasted at all.

After all this, the whole magic weapon suddenly burst into dazzling light.

Although it is in the Jiulong stove, although there are three Big Macs beside it, although there is an endless sea of fire around it.

However, at this moment, this magic weapon can't wait to show its brilliance to the world.

I don't know how long it took, the huge brilliance finally disappeared.

When all the essence disappeared, a long sword suddenly appeared in the void of Jiulong stove.

He Yiming's eyes were slightly bright, and his spirit quickly retreated from the Jiulong stove.

Opened his eyes, he Yiming stretched out his hand a little, and a small dot suddenly lit up in the five element brilliance. In an instant, it had expanded, and penetrated the five element brilliance, and came to he Yiming's hand.

This is a long sword. The body of the sword is dark and seems to be inconspicuous.

However, after seeing the light displayed in the Jiulong stove, he Yiming would never think so.

He tried to put a wisp of gold Qi into it, and suddenly, this dark long sword had a very wonderful change.

The black on the body of the sword unexpectedly began to retreat quickly, and bright lights came out.

He Yiming quietly felt the strong light, but his face suddenly changed, and became extremely interesting at the next moment.

He stretched out a hand and shook it in the light for a few times, and the color of surprise on his face became more and more rich and incredible.

Finally, a happy smile popped out of the corner of his mouth, as if he had found something funniest, and became overjoyed.

This magic weapon is really a metal magic weapon.

Without the two materials that he Yiming took out himself, this magic weapon, even though it has been tempered by the Jiulong stove, is at most just a slightly better magic weapon.

Except for those who have no hope for life, or have only a glimmer of hope to advance to the venerable, the rest of the venerable will not take a serious look.

However, at this time, this magic weapon is quite different.

After adding black iron, its hardness and flexibility have been incredibly improved. Perhaps, its sharpness is not enough for it to cut off other divine weapons, but its hardness can be guaranteed. Unless it meets an artifact or an anti heaven baby like an imitation artifact, it is also impossible to cut it off.

Of course, the most special part of this weapon is not that it is mixed with such an anti heaven treasure as xuantie, but the horn of dragon and snake.

The horn of dragon and snake is one of the most mysterious objects in the world.

If a little dragon and snake horn is added in the process of forging magic weapons, there may be magical variations.

Although there is not always the possibility of success, and even after success, it may not be able to achieve satisfactory results.

However, this time, he Yiming was undoubtedly successful, and the weapon characteristics he obtained made him feel extremely ridiculous while shocked.

If this long sword uses Jin Zhenqi, it will burst into light like the scorching sun.

In the battle at the venerable level, the weapons with a little light can almost be said to be a handful. Even if you don't use Qi, you can see it everywhere by the power of the weapon itself.

Of course, this kind of light has no effect in the fight at the venerable level except to look better.

However, the long sword in he Yiming's hand is obviously different from it.

The light released by it has the magical effect of confusing the public and destroying the sensing ability.

At the thought of this effect, he Yiming thought of Hao Xue, who was constantly instigated in the capital of Dashen.

This is the most outstanding rising star of Dashen inland aristocratic family. He is best at two skills, namely coagulation and distortion.

Coagulation is nothing more. This magical skill with a sense of evil is far from what other people can learn.

However, distortion is different. This skill is extremely powerful and can even affect the transmission effect of light.

No matter what level of master fighting, if you can't determine the real position of the other party, the final result must be more or less bad.

Although after being promoted to the congenital strong, when they fight with each other, they usually lock each other's breath with secret methods.

However, in the real fight, the situation on the field is ever-changing, and some magic tricks have the magical effect of getting rid of breath tracking in a short time.

If this sword was suddenly used at that time, the power that could be exerted by cooperating with each other would be incomparable.

He Yiming gently waved the long sword, and the Jin Qi became stronger and stronger.

The light of the sword was also intense, and the whole room was filled with this light. Even the five color brilliance of the five element ring seemed to be inferior.

Of course, this does not mean that the power of this sword has exceeded that of the imitation artifact five element ring, but just the different effects caused by the size of Zhenqi used by he Yiming.

After playing for a long time, he Yiming shook his head.

Although this sword is rare, to tell the truth, if this sword is not the first weapon forged by him, then he absolutely does not like the word.

This is purely a personal feeling. Anyway, he really doesn't have much feeling about the weapon of sword.

Of course, the most important thing is that the magic weapon he cares about is not this sword, but the six water related materials that can produce infinite magic.

He Yiming will be interested in it only if he melts those things into one.

The wrist shook a little, and the five element ring was incorporated into the body. Then he stood up and gently opened the door.

Outside the door, 1008 was still standing quietly. Far away, there are two disciples of the main peak of Tianchi who manage this place. They looked at 108 eagerly, as if they were waiting for his call at any time.

However, it is a little too difficult to communicate with people actively. Even he Yiming never reported such extravagant expectations, let alone other people.

When the two disciples saw he Yiming coming out, they couldn't help but be stunned. Their faces showed strange colors, as if they were puzzled by the appearance of he Yiming at this time.

However, they immediately showed a sudden look. Although the change in their expression was not obvious under their efforts to cover up, the mystery of what he Yiming was naturally seen at a glance.

The two men looked at each other and nodded to each other. One of them immediately turned around and left, which must have been to inform Yang Hao. The other person saluted respectfully and said, "your honor, do you need to rest for a while?"

He Yiming nodded slightly and said, "it's OK to have a rest."

The man's expression became more and more respectful, and said, "please go to the lounge with master baizunzhe. The little one will prepare another material for you, and it's not too late to refine it after you finish your rest."

He Yiming was slightly stunned. He said inexplicably, "why do you prepare another material?"

The man was suddenly tongue tied and terrified.

He Yiming looked at him carefully for a few times, and then remembered his expression just now, which suddenly struck him in his heart. He laughed and scolded, "I see. You think I failed to forge."

The man's head was sweating, his vest was already wet, and his head hung down, so he didn't dare to look up at all.

A moment later, he said difficultly, "master he, a horse stumbles and a man misses. Even the most powerful high-level forging master will fail. You don't need to take it seriously."

He Yiming snorted coldly. Before he spoke, he saw Yang Hao hurried.

Before he came here, a long smile came and said, "dear, please take a moment with me, and then it's not too late to make persistent efforts." As he spoke, he rushed here like a fly. First, he glared at the disciple fiercely, and then said, "this boy is talking nonsense. Don't be surprised that you are a lot of adults."

He Yiming smiled bitterly. Seeing Yang Hao's cautious attitude, he was really speechless.

The dark sword was held upside down in his hand and close to the side of his clothes. If you don't watch carefully, you can't see it.

As he Yiming, not to mention the two disciples, even Yang Hao did not dare to look at each other head-on for a long time, so it was understandable not to see it.

Shaking his head slightly, his wrist turned over, and the long sword was already in his hand.

Yang Hao originally wanted to explain two sentences, but he Yiming turned his wrist and a long sword appeared in his hand.

He was slightly stunned, and his face changed greatly. He thought that he Yiming became moody after he advanced to the venerable and wanted to kill.

However, he immediately thought that even if he Yiming wanted to kill, it was not worth him to use atomized magic weapons against himself and a mere postnatal son.

Moreover, more importantly, as far as he knows, he Yiming's magic weapon doesn't seem to be a long sword.

His face changed a few times. Seeing he Yiming holding a long sword and no longer making the next move, he immediately knew that there must be a reason.

His eyes swept over the dark sword, and an extremely absurd, even incredible idea flashed from his mind.