V6.Chapter 445

He Yiming's eyes slightly raised. Just at that moment, Mu Zilong's power was more than twice as large as usual. The explosive power of this moment was appalling. It was for this reason that he was able to kill the golden monster at home in a short time.

However, it is obvious that although this method is powerful, the sequelae is not small, which can be seen from the sweat beads on Mou Zilong's forehead.

When he reached the realm of Shinto, he would still be so unable to hide the hot sweat, which shows how much power he had just used.

"Hey hey, the waves behind the river push the waves ahead. Brother he, you've beaten me." Mou Zilong sighed and said.

Although he used a powerful skill that he didn't easily use to solve his opponent in a very short time, seeing he Yiming's achievements and his ease at the moment, he seemed to be in a state of no loss, and there was no sense of pride in his heart.

He Yiming shook his head slightly and said, "brother Mou, in fact, the skill he practiced can restrain these monsters, otherwise it is difficult to kill them easily."

Mou Zilong smiled bitterly, and waved his hand. He Yiming's words were certainly reasonable, but after seeing the real strength of this new Shinto strongman, Mou Zilong certainly wouldn't think it was so simple.

At least, the kind of transparent holes that make dead creatures inexplicably appear are unimaginable. If there were not so many wounds on the bodies of the golden monsters in an instant, the power of light could not purify them so quickly.

Reaching out and pulling on the body of the golden monster, Mou Zilong had forcibly pulled out the golden mouthpiece and said, "brother he, collect the other mouthpiece."

Another golden monster turned into a mummy was killed by Shinto puppets in an incredible way. For hundreds of years, he has seen countless scenes of golden monsters sucking other monsters into mummies, but he didn't expect the reverse today.

He Yiming responded, pulled out the mouthpiece on the mummy, and saw a trace of surprise and worry in Mou Zilong's eyes. He hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "brother Mou, this puppet of my little brother is driven by the ancient Shinto blood coagulation, which has a special preference for the Qi of yin and death, and these monsters do not lack this power in their bodies, so..."

Mou Zilong nodded slightly. He knew that he Yiming must still have some reservations, but being able to explain to this point had already given him considerable face.

"Brother he, you have this Shinto puppet. You've helped a lot here. It's really enviable."

He Yiming was dumbfounded. He waved the three golden mouthpieces in his hand and said, "brother Mou, what is the purpose of this thing and why you all value it so much."

Mu Zilong's eyes glowed faintly and said, "this thing has a wide range of functions and is the best material for forging divine soldiers in the world." He thought about it for a while and said, "you have also seen its hardness. Even compared with the legendary dark iron, it is no inferior. But for us, the real function of this thing is to refine thunderbolt guns."

"Thunderbolt gun? What's that?" He Yiming's eyes are bright, and he is curious about something he has never heard of.

"Among the people who came here at the beginning, there is a Shinto who is good at refining tools. After the war with dead creatures, he collected this golden mouthpiece and used a special method to instill and seal the power of light in it." Mu Zilong said here, His eyes faintly danced with a flame that made he Yiming feel palpitating: "this thunderbolt gun is a magic weapon specially used to deal with these dead creatures. Once released, the indestructible thunderbolt gun can directly pierce the body of dead creatures. At the same time, the light power sealed in the gun will also burst out instantly. Hey, you can guess the power of light power that erupts in the monster."

He Yiming's face changed slightly. He recalled the two reactions of the golden monster under the power of light, and immediately understood its power.

Although the power of light is the bane of these dead creatures, the body surface of the golden monster has protective power. If you use the power of light outside, you can't kill them without a quarter of an hour of purification. However, once the light force entered their bodies, the performance of these golden monsters was not much better than that of red armor monsters, and they were almost killed in a few breaths.

Mu Zilong stretched out a finger and said, "when dealing with the golden monsters, the thunderbolt gun forged with this thing is definitely one shot at a time, and we will die together. If we have enough golden mouthparts, these dead creatures, no matter how many they come, will be completely destroyed by us."

He Yiming nodded his head slowly and said, "since this thing is so powerful, why don't you use it, brother Mou?" He paused and said, "brother Mou has been here for hundreds of years, and he won't have a little stock."

Mu Zilong patted a bracelet like object on his wrist and said, "I have collected no less than 10000 golden mouthparts in these hundred years, and I have successfully refined thunderbolt guns. In addition to two of them being given to the forger and the guy who instilled the power of light into the mouthparts, the number here is also about 8000." Shaking his head, he sighed: "the number of more than 8000 sounds a lot, but in fact it is far from enough. I dare not waste a little."

"Why?" He Yiming asked incredulously. No one can believe the answer that such a terrible number can't be wasted.

"Because these things are life-saving treasures, they can only be used once in a century when the reinforcements of those monsters come." Mou Zilong sighed and said, "last time I prepared more than 6000 roots, but in the end there was no one left, and every time the reinforcement strength of dead creatures would be one point stronger than the last time, so this time we should be prepared more fully anyway."

He Yiming's eyes widened, and he gasped. Isn't more than 6000 thunderbolt guns going to destroy more than 6000 golden monsters. This is only his battle achievement. If all the strong gods and beasts are included. So how many of these golden monsters will there be when the century comes?

He Yiming shuddered at the thought of this problem.

Mou Zilong helplessly shook his head and sighed, "these mouthparts are indestructible, but it is strange that once the thunderbolt gun is used, these mouthparts will melt at the same time, so even if we want to fight, it is difficult to do so. The only way is to hunt and kill golden monsters as much as possible during this 100 year buffer period, collect their mouthparts, and prepare more thunderbolt guns."

He Yiming's eyes popped up, and a rather strange expression appeared on his face.

A moment later, he whispered, "brother Mou, can you lend me your thunderbolt gun?"

Mou Zilong waved his wrist, and immediately a short golden mouthpiece appeared. However, this mouthpiece was somewhat different from that in he Yiming's hand. Not only the hollow part at the end was firmly sealed, but also there seemed to be a trace of unusual things in the golden light.

He Yiming took it over. He stretched out his hand and gently flicked it on this thing called thunderbolt gun. His mind was released. He swept it for a moment, slowly nodded his head and said, "brother Mou, you give it to others to refine and instill the power of light. Do you need to turn in 20% of your mouth?"

"Not bad." Mu Zilong Zhengrong said, "those who are responsible for refining the mouth and instilling the power of light are strong in the false god realm, and among us, only they have such strength." After a pause, he said sincerely, "it also takes a certain amount of time to complete these things. It's not too much for each of them to draw 10% of the quantity."

He Yiming's mouth tilted slightly. He hehe smiled and turned his wrist. One of the mouthparts had been included in the world of five elements.

Then he half closed his eyes, but there was a colorful curtain of light around him.

The Shinto puppet took a step forward and stuck to his side in silence.

Mou Zilong looked at he Yiming inexplicably, but he didn't understand what he was doing on a whim. His eyes fell on the golden mouthpiece missing from his hand, and his heart suddenly moved, and then he became unbelievable.

A strong Shinto man in his twenties is already quite terrible. If he has such high attainments in forging, will others survive?

He Yiming naturally didn't go to Mu Zilong's idea. After he released the power of colorful gods, his idea wrapped in a mouthpiece and entered the Jiulong stove.

In the promotion of he Yiming to Shinto, he gained the most except the promotion of martial arts cultivation. What made him feel more surprised and happy was that the nine master fire dragons in the Jiulong stove finally began to accept him.

At this point, he Yiming realized that these fire dragons were so arrogant. Even if it is seen and recognized by them, they ignore it when the user himself has not reached the realm of Shinto.

Fortunately, when he Yiming successfully advanced, these dragons put down their airs and actively promised to help him harden the five element ring and the black turtle shell.

Of course, after he Yiming completely stabilized the realm of Shinto, he could start forging artifacts.

But at the moment, after seeing the thunderbolt gun, he Yiming knew that it was time for the nine dragons to work.

Under the control of his mind, the golden mouthpiece quickly entered the Jiulong stove.

Nine little dragons surrounded him and made out with he Yiming's idea.

After hesitating for a while, he Yiming wanted to try the power of the nine growing little fire dragons. He placed the mouthpiece in the center of the little fire dragon. At the command, the nine pillars of fire immediately sprayed out from different directions and burned on the end of the mouthpiece.

However, a moment later, he Yiming gave up the plan without hesitation.