As the only remaining golden pterosaur of the land overlord 10,000 years ago, the hearts of the people around him were surging and fiery, or the eyes of worship, curiosity or pity, were ignored. Ah Jin Jing was already tired after a toss in the refining furnace, his eyelids were closed tightly and formed a line, and his mellow body glowing with a slight yellow holy light gently merged with his breathing, and he didn't want to sleep sweetly.

"Boom!" A loud roar of thunder drew everyone to look out of the cave.

"This celestial phenomenon is so terrifying." Nian Xiaojiao shrugged her shoulders and moved her body towards Shang Hong, the warm breath close at hand made her feel a lot more relieved.

Shang Hong took the initiative to take a step closer to Nian Xiaojiao, and the two were side by side, and they could hear each other's slight breathing and heartbeat. Look at each other and smile.

You know the horror of my heart, and I know that you need to rely on.

After getting along for a long time, the tacit understanding is abnormal.

"Childe, black clouds are pressing the ground, lightning and thunder are roaring, and the sky is about to collapse." Nanfeng flinched and took a few steps closer to Shang Hong.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, I have never seen any bad weather, like today, the black clouds that cover the sky and the sun, shrouding the hustle and bustle of the day like dark night, it is really unheard of and unseen. As far as the eye can see, only in the heaven and earth, when the lightning meets, can you faintly see that the layers of dense dark clouds, like the faces of ghosts and demons, are suspended in the air in a low voice, roaring towards the earth with cracked teeth, roaring and roaring......

"Bang dang!"

With the dazzling light suddenly, the eyes of the people could not be opened, and a loud noise sounded in the furnace in the cave, which came suddenly, startled Nian Xiaojiao jumped three feet high, and in a panic, she felt that she threw herself into a solid embrace, and her powerful arms surrounded her, gently stroking her back, and following the chaotic heart.

Shang Hong felt the softness of the woman in his arms, and his heart, which had always been cold and hard, softened like never before. It's really like a child, huddled in a ball, small, pitiful.

"I'm here, don't be afraid." Shang Hong's voice sounded, low, like a murmur in Nian Xiaojiao's ears, but it sounded extremely powerful to Nian Xiaojiao, even overshadowing the roaring lightning and hitting her heart. This man, the man beside him, has a solid chest, and in his arms, he is at ease.

Nian Xiaojiao has drifted since she was a child, like the duckweed without roots and tails, the only time to be happier is when General Lin blesses the time, there is love, but Nian Xiaojiao can't open her heart, she is still lonely, and she is accompanied by martial arts all day long.

There is nothing to send, only penance.

Fortunately, the effort will be rewarded, after all, looking at the entire rivers and lakes, there is no rival among peers. Even if it is Shang Hong, who has also cultivated since childhood, if he really wants to be more serious, he may not be the opponent of Nian Xiaojiao, who is the director of Sen Luodian and General Lin Li, after all, Nian Xiaojiao has his killer weapon - the art of controlling beasts, and the supreme secret technique that everyone in the rivers and lakes covets.

"Hmm." Nian Xiaojiao replied softly, the roar outside the cave did not stop, and the roar of the Ding furnace rose again, giving her an excuse to be silent in her arms. That's fine, no matter what lightning and thunder, and violent storms.

Shang Hong held Nian Xiaojiao in his arms, looked back at the Ding furnace, the roar in the furnace continued to shake the furnace body and beat wildly, and the table top of the stove that had deviated from it, with the sparkling light and the golden light of the peak, the stove shot towards Nian Xiaojiao.

"Be careful!" Shang Hong took Nian Xiaojiao and flew backwards, but he could stabilize it, and the stove turned in their direction as if it had eyes. After repeating this for two or three times, he finally stopped chasing after Ah Jin woke up and flew to the back of the furnace.

After a while, the light in the ding reflected each other, and Nian Xiaojiao raised her hand to gently cover her eyes.

There is a sound of breaking the wall, the whole Ding furnace exploded and opened, broken into tens of thousands of pieces, there is the slag that broke the face of the south wind, causing wailing again and again, the south wind is very cherished his face, no matter when, it must be meticulous hair, white face, dressed in brocade clothes. Embarrassed in front of people, non-existent.

The ancient barbarian woke up at this time, and he was distressed for a while, the heirloom of ten generations of ancestors was actually defeated in his hands, and he secretly regretted that he should not fall asleep when he was practicing, and he was afraid that he would be a grandfather who had no face to see that grumpy in the future.

When the south wind wailed and the ancient barbarian sighed, the yellow light at the burst gradually dissipated, revealing the middle scene, where a hammer and a golden hammer were shining brightly, and a small golden snake hovered over the hammer body, and a beast and a weapon were so suspended, showing their extraordinary.

When the golden light gradually faded, the lightning and thunder outside the cave gradually faded.

The Golden Hammer fell to the ground, and the dark clouds dissipated.

Ah Jin, the only remaining golden pterosaur in the world, returned to Nian Xiaojiao's sleeve to rest.

Sacrifice the immortal blood of the holy dragon.

Take the aura of the holy dragon as the soul.

A generation of holy artifacts was born.

"Good boy, barbarian, you can." The hammer that fell to the ground around the south wind, which was still yellow and covered with quaint reliefs, circled and circled, showed that he was very fond of this weapon and did not dare to touch it.

The ancient barbarian knelt down on the ground suddenly, and kowtowed to the east: "Grandpa is above, and he is worshiped by his grandson, grandpa once scolded our Gu family sons and daughters for being inferior to the generation, and they were oppressed to death by that Kunlun Xiaoxiao." I think that the ancient family in the refining world was dominant back then, and Kunlun was just a tattered mountain, not to mention people, birds were too biased. Today, eight or nine out of ten of the top 100 weapons are from Kunlun Mountain, and one out of 12 is from the Gu family, a refining family, and the descendants of the Gu family have discredited the ancestors. ”

The ancient barbarian raised his head, still kneeling, waved his sleeves to wipe away the tears and snot on his face, picked up the hammer between his arms, and swung a hammer in front of him, the ground was sunken, and the mountains were shaken three times: "Grandpa, grandson lives up to expectations, although it has ruined the enduring peak of our heirloom, but grandson has practiced a holy weapon, not to mention the top five on the top 100 list, the top ten must have to change." ”

After the ancient barbarian finished speaking, he walked towards Nian Xiaojiao, held the hammer with both hands, and stretched forward: "Girl, this weapon is from my hand, and the reason is you." I named it the Golden Hammer. From now on, the hammer will be the girl's. ”

Nian Xiaojiao stepped forward, picked up the handle of the hammer and mentioned it, but without mentioning it, she withdrew her hand again: "It's weird, I want this hammer to do something." I have Ye Lao in my Senluo Palace, what rare weapons don't have it? Keep it. ”

Gu Manzi's eyes were red: "My Gu Manzi just practiced this instrument because of the girl's reminder, and I am grateful to Dade." Those who refine weapons have been with the furnace for a long time, and there are many delays in the martial arts, and their cultivation is limited, and keeping the holy weapon has damaged its prestige and cannot exert its strength. ”

"It's not polite, it's just that I really don't need this hammer. If you have a chance in the future, you can help me practice the weapon in hand. Nian Xiaojiao patted the ancient barbarian on the shoulder: "Treasures are given to heroes, let's give them to those in need." ”

"You don't want any, can you give it to me? Give it to me, and I'll sell myself to you. Nanfeng's eyes stared straight at the ancient barbarian, unabashedly his longing, his desire for the holy weapon. Nanfeng has the top thirteen gluttonous quartet seals on the weapon list, a total of four, Nanfeng can now control two, one is the power of the heavens, since ancient times, there is only one person who can control four quadripartite seals at the same time, that is Nanfeng's master, the deceased Jin Bafang, the Hades overlord of the previous generation of Hades. These Quartet Yinsheng has strong attack power in the majestic momentum, and the defeat is huge in the consumption of power, with the current strength of the south wind, it can only be used as a killer weapon when fighting, and he lacks a weapon in hand. He specializes in strength, and the hammer is the most suitable.

"Here you go." The ancient barbarian is a cheerful man, and he puts the hammer in the hand of the south wind.

Unprepared for a moment, Nanfeng was carried forward by the hammer and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and immediately stabilized his body that was about to fall: "I'm afraid this hammer must weigh eighty pounds, hahaha!" Very good, great! ”

As soon as the South Wind Hammer arrived, it couldn't help but play with it, bringing a strong gust of wind, and the cave was devastated by it. Gravel is falling from the top.

"Nanfeng, if you play the cave again, the cave will collapse, and we will all be buried alive." Nian Xiaojiao waved her hand to block the dust and gravel stirred up by the south wind, and easily blocked Shang Hong.

Putting away the hammer, he touched the back of his head embarrassedly, and then Nanfeng stroked the Golden Holy Hammer lovingly, and said apologetically: "It's itchy for a while, don't blame it." Gu Barbarian, I will be your person from now on, and I will follow you to the ends of the earth. ”

"Uh~" The ancient barbarian smiled innocently, not knowing how to answer.

"If you're a girl, the ancient barbarian will take you." Nian Xiaojiao quipped.

"Let's go out first, everyone is tired today, take a good look at yourself. South wind, let's go up that stream tomorrow. ”

Shang Hong and Nian Xiaojiao walked out of the cave with everyone, and Nanfeng had a golden holy hammer at hand, and the golden pterosaur relief on it was lifelike.

With a holy hammer, the south wind completely bombarded the upstream exit of the creek, and the news spread quickly, and all the people in the rivers and lakes of Sunset Rock gathered, looking for the 10,000-year-old sinking iron, and for ten days in a row, they still found nothing.

On this night, Sunset Rock returned to quiet after a day of hustle and bustle, and the gathered people had already rested. In the quiet of the night, the dormant beasts of the mountains whispered continuously. Nian Xiaojiao and Shang Hong stood in the upper reaches of Nanxi, she summoned countless Coleoptera burrowing beetles, whispered and asked, and then the small burrowing beetles scattered, like clouds rolling in the clouds, and the wind passed and dispersed.

Shang Hong pinched the bamboo slip in his hand to smash, and thousands of people died in a small city in the south of Cangyang Kingdom, bleeding from seven holes, and the body was so shriveled that only the bone frame remained. For a time, the people were panicked, and the originally peaceful town was shrouded in fear, and those who had a little money carried the carriage and packed up the softness, and left the city to find another land. The rest of the poor families have lost their livelihoods, and their lives are sad day by day, and the homeless people are more than day by day. There is a mess, there are many complaints, the officials do not do it, and the people are not angry. Wealth and prosperity are just a flash in the pan in the face of life.

When the people of the Hades Mansion rushed to the local area, there was no trace of the villain.

Shang Hong looked at the vast night, like a huge black hand, enveloping this heaven and earth, with the sky as a prisoner and the earth as a cage. Can't escape this fate.