After listening to Houtu's words, Zhu Rong was stunned.

He really didn't expect that his seemingly seamless words would be so full of loopholes.

At the same time, Zhu Rong's heart was also moved.

His flawed words have exposed the fact that Wang Hao is here.

But after understanding, Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches did not open their mouths to blame him, but chose to stop and leave, obviously because they did not embarrass Wang Hao for the sake of his face.

Thinking of this, Zhu Rong's inner emotions couldn't help but be complicated.

After a long time, Zhu Rong came back to his senses, looked at Houtu who was standing in front of him and said, "Houtu girl, I can't hide anything from you, but what are you looking for Emperor Qing?" ”

Zhu Rong is really curious about this.

Now that Houtu has seen it, and she has no intention of embarrassing Wang Hao, why is she looking for Wang Hao?

In the face of Zhu Rong's inquiry, Houtu smiled playfully, showed a victorious gesture, and said: "I do have something to do with the Qingdi, but now I can't tell the fifth brother, and ask the fifth brother to take me to see the Qingdi!" ”

Hearing this, Zhu Rong pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then the fifth brother won't ask much, so I'll take you there!" ”

While speaking, Zhu Rong stood up from the chair, and after a few words of instructions to the witches around him, he walked straight to the Huoshen Mountain where the fire of the law was burning.

Soon, Zhu Rong took Houtu to the place where Wang Hao's refiner was.

At this moment, Wang Hao had already completely purified the bronze with a golden flame, and the entire bronze had shrunk by one-third, but the mysterious inscriptions surging on it were becoming more and more brilliant and powerful.

As for the remaining impurities, Wang Hao did not discard them, but put them aside without moving.

Putting away the golden flame, Wang Hao couldn't help but exhale and muttered: "It is worthy of being the bronze raw material of the Seventh Flood Desolation, it is really very powerful and complicated, but how did this Zhu Rong get it." ”

While muttering, Wang Hao was ready to start refining.

Dada——

At this moment, a sound of footsteps sounded, followed by Zhu Rong coming to the cliff with Houtu.

Seeing Houtu, Wang Hao's brows couldn't help frowning, but it was likely to stretch out.

Even if the Twelve Ancestors are Qi Zhi, he is not afraid, not to mention that he is only one person in Houtu now.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao just said: "Zhu Rong, put a drop of your essence blood into this bronze, and this emperor will directly refine the accompanying spirit treasure for you!" ”

As soon as these words came out, I wish Rong great joy.

Companion treasure, the word "companion" alone represents everything.

As we all know, the companion treasure is connected to the master's bloodline, even if Zhu Rong is only an ancestral witch without the existence of a primordial god, but he can also drive his own companion treasure like a monk, which is more than one level stronger than he originally proposed in terms of the size of the change.

Immediately, Zhu Rong didn't care about the back soil standing beside him, and ran in front of Wang Hao, without saying a word, he forced out a drop of essence blood into the bronze.

Buzz –

With Zhu Rong's essence blood entering it, suddenly, the bronze burst out with a strong humming sound.

The bronze brilliance was shining, and even the black law fires around him had a feeling of being suppressed.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Rong was overjoyed, he was able to suppress the fire of the law, it can be seen that the power of this bronze refining must be even stronger, thinking of the weapon he is about to complete can be said to be full of expectations, and his mouth shouted one after another: "Good, good, good!" ”

In this regard, Wang Hao didn't care too much about it, and directly asked the clones in Zhihai to pay attention to Zhu Rong and Houtu, and he began to pinch the law decision, began to continuously refine the bronze, and began to build the weapons that Zhu Rong needed.

This scene immediately made Zhu Rong stunned.

Subconsciously looked at Houtu, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that Houtu did not feel angry because of Wang Hao's ignorance, but sat down generously, and used the law of soil to defend his body, directly blocking the fire of those raging laws.

Obviously, Houtu was planning to wait here for Wang Hao's refining device to be completed.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Rong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a while, and then withdrew from the area where Wang Hao was, and then found a place to sit down.

Houtu is here alone, and he is still a little uneasy.

At this point, the entire Huoshenshan fell into absolute silence.

At the same time, the major ancestral witch tribes within the 100,000 mountains were also boiling at this moment.

Following the Zhurong tribe's Hundred Witches Fighting for the Sword, another round of competition began.

The major ancestral witch tribes took out the not weak acquired spirit treasure as a prize for the winner, so that the great witches under their command began to compete with each other.

For a time, the entire 100,000 mountains were bustling, and countless Wu clans were constantly improving their own strength and running in the team's coordination and coordination ability.

In the blink of an eye, eighty years have passed.

On this day, on the Huoshen Mountain, a bronze-colored light rose to the sky.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the wind and clouds surging in the area where the Zhurong tribe was located, and endless heavenly fires fell from the sky, which was incomparably powerful, attracting the attention of countless people of the Wu clan.

At the same time, on the cliff of Huoshenshan, Wang Hao once again punched out a magic seal, and suddenly the piece of bronze in front of him seemed to have been sublimated, and endless turbidity and the law of fire emerged, turning into a big knife at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This broadsword is only one zhang long, the blade is thick, and the blade is sharp, especially the mysterious inscription carried by the bronze itself has not been damaged even a bit, and it has been directly preserved.

And this big knife has also reached the level of the acquired treasure, containing the law of fire and innate turbidity, although the attributes are monotonous, but it is forged for Zhu Rong, take it, Zhu Rong's law of fire can reach ten percent, and it is expected to become holy against the sky.

Buzz –

The buzzing sound exploded, and at the moment when the sword was formed, the endless heavenly fire above the heavenly dome fell, carrying the momentum of destruction and wanting to destroy the big sword.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Rong didn't know that his treasure knife had become a sword, and even attracted a Heavenly Dao attack, how could he let his treasure knife be damaged?

Almost instantly, Zhu Rong's body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it grew to a huge extent of five thousand zhang, and the purple law fire around his body was bright, and his hands were constantly blasted into the air into fists, scattering all those falling heavenly fires.

In this regard, Wang Hao didn't care about anything, he stretched out his hand to take the big knife in his hand, and after looking at it a few times, he couldn't help but muttered in horror: "Good guy, this bronze raw material is really terrifying, it can actually increase the power of the law of one percent, this is already comparable to the wings of time and space at the beginning!" ”

(End of chapter)