The so-called thirty-two heavy strikes of the demon spirit are not just as simple as hammering thirty-two times, the demon spirit represents the combination of demonic energy and spiritual power, and the thirty-two heavy strikes also have their own meanings, not just as simple as they seem on the surface.

Everyone turned their eyes to where Zhao Chen was, looking at the hands showing a dreamlike afterimage, but they didn't give people a sense of disorder at all, everyone felt extremely incredible, how did he do it?

Master Cong Yun said solemnly: "In his movements, I seem to see my own auxiliary forging skills, and my 'Refining Mystery' seems to be integrated into a certain rhythm by him. ”

"It's not just 'refining the mysteries', his movements contain the skills of all of us." He Yun didn't know when he had already left the place and came to the place not far from the Venerable Cong Yun, so that he could pay more attention to the forging process of this young man more clearly and carefully, this kind of forging might be able to give them some enlightenment and let them move to a higher level.

"Ding!"

The last hammer fell, and the purple halo overflowed from the completely solidified material, covering the darkness of the night with a purple veil, like a dream, like a dream, this dreamy scene was never only in a dream, but now it appeared in reality, which made people can't help but be shocked at the same time, and also admired it in their hearts.

Unconsciously, the rest of the people also came to Zhao Chen's side not far away, quietly watching him build, hoping to see something famous from it, so that he could sprint to a higher realm in the future.

The thirty-two heavy blows had ended, and when Zhao Chen's forging hammer floated with a purple halo and landed on the crystal clear material, everyone thought that the tempering was complete, because with their eyesight, they could no longer find the slightest impurity, and the crystal clear material was already the purest material they had seen so far, but they soon found that the truth was once again contrary to their guess.

Zhao Chen stood in a strange but comfortable posture, if anyone has seen the pattern left by the predecessor in the secret realm of the Sun family, they will definitely be able to find that Zhao Chen at this time, this standing posture is strikingly similar to that middle-aged, although the movements are not exactly the same, but they are all in line with some kind of extreme truth, relaxed, natural, without any deliberate pursuit, it is completely a subconscious action, but it has infinite effects.

The flexibility and strength of Zhao Chen's body were increasing at an extremely crazy speed at this time, and even he himself was not aware of this.

However, he could feel that the huge power in his body seemed to be easier to control, rather than laborious and reluctant, as if the power in his body was gradually transforming into his own power, and he was just borrowing the power of others before, and this essential difference made him control it was also very different.

At this time, he even has a kind of self-confidence, if his control is higher, he can defeat the 'Blue Emperor' head-on, as for whether he can do it, this is only known after the fight.

The action paused in the void, and in less than half a column of incense, Zhao Chen made a move again, and shouted softly in his mouth: "Thirty-two heavy blows from the demon spirit!" ”

Proficiency, only the higher the proficiency, the greater the effect of this auxiliary skill, using this last seventh-level material to practice proficiency, it is estimated that only Zhao Chen has the opportunity to enjoy the former world, and he is not only improving his proficiency, he can feel that this material can still be quenched out of impurities, under the 'Demon Spirit Thirty-two Heavy Strike', this material has been hardened out of more impurities, and there is the possibility of further purification.

"Ding!"

After the hammer fell, the crisp sound sounded again.

"Dingding... Dingding......ding"

Everyone found that this time Zhao Chen's movements had improved a little, and there was a little more in this hammer blow... The taste of fusion, yes, is fusion, and it seems that the various different breaths attached to each of the previous thirty-two heavy blows are integrated into the same hammer blow.

The falling hammer contains a small amount of mixed breath, which has a sense of heaviness of power, a sense of freedom that is soft and elegant, and a sense of rhythm that is full of regularity...... Each hammer blow contains a variety of breaths.

His movements also give people a complex and contradictory feeling, but this feeling is very comfortable, his strength obviously looks very soft, but it is like a thousand pounds, mixed with a kind of galloping momentum, that sharp contradiction, people feel incredible.

"How, exactly?" It's a question that comes to someone's mind.

Even He Yun, who had seen Zhao Chen forging weapons, was still shocked by this at this time, compared to when Chi Qingcheng was in the time, Zhao Chen's skills at this time seemed to have made a big leap forward, it was only a few months, he had grown to this point, it was really hard to imagine what kind of realm he would grow to in the future, whether he could become the greatest forging master in the history of illusion dreams, and create the realm of the Holy Son of the forging master?

Zhao Chen's hands were not idle, one hand conjured countless afterimages, holding a forging hammer to hammer with this technique mixed with various breaths, and the other hand also left an afterimage in the eyes of everyone, turning or adjusting the angle of the solid material from time to time.

At this time, his movements were no longer gentle, but more of a rage!

Like the monstrous waves in the sea, that kind of momentum of a thousand troops, so that everyone's breath is unconsciously secretly held, many people have a trace of nervous sweat on their foreheads, in this breath, they feel like a flat boat, drifting in the turbulent waves, and then they may sink.

This is the momentum that Zhao Chen created unconsciously, this kind of momentum is more terrifying than the simple momentum, and a terrifying master as strong as the master of Cong Yun has fallen into the way, lost in the momentum of this sea, and its strength can be imagined.

At the same time, Zhao Chen's physical fitness was also increasing exponentially, and at this moment, his physical strength was enough for him to withstand the pressure of Luo Zi Shengong's cultivation to the fourth layer, and he himself still didn't know it.

As his control over the mysterious power of the combination of demonic qi and spiritual power strengthened, his movements became more and more relaxed, and his physical fitness improved faster, which was a kind of good surname cycle, until his physical fitness improved to an extremely high level, or he stopped this action, this cycle would gradually disappear, and the speed of his physical fitness improvement would slowly decrease, and even eventually disappear.

At this time, everyone was intimidated by Zhao Chen's skills, what kind of skills is this?

It is no exaggeration to say that even those seventh-level forging masters in the ancient period, there are very few people who can outperform this young man with skill alone, they firmly believe this, and all kinds of incredible means that are gorgeous and sometimes light, sometimes violent and sometimes elegant, are the existence that they can only hope for for the rest of their lives.

"I'm afraid this kind of technique has reached the limit of what humans can break through, right?" The seventh brother muttered.

The middle-aged man next to him was silent for a long time before nodding with a wry smile: "Seventh brother, I thought you were genius enough, but I didn't expect him to be so terrifying than you, this skill, even if I practice it for tens of thousands of years, it will be impossible to do it!" ”

The seventh brother smiled faintly: "How many geniuses are there in the world? Who would dare to say that he must be the most talented? Moreover, this young master's talent is also indisputably ranked first among many geniuses, far surpassing the rest, whether it is strength or forging profession, his talent is terrifying and abnormal, compared to me and him, this may be a mistake at all. ”

"No matter how talented a mortal is, there is a limit after all, but this young master has surpassed this limit." The middle-aged man nodded, but then looked at Brother Qi with envy, "I really envy you, with such a demonic genius, why don't you worry?" ”

Slowly exhaling, Seventh Brother said: "What the result is, it is still difficult to make a conclusion, after this forging, I will talk to him again." ”

The old men not far away were also talking in whispers, and their voices were full of all kinds of unquiet emotions, whether envy or jealousy or shock or bitterness.

"How did he manage to combine so many contradictory techniques? How skilled does this be? ”

"I feel that my skills are simply unacceptable compared to his, and my so-called stunt before now seems to be more like a clown performing juggling, skills! That's the real trick! ”

"I was still smug before, but the young master taught me a good lesson. It seems that in the future, I will have to make less use of Xuan Li, which replaces the role of skills, but it cannot help us break through to a higher level. ”

It's a long story, but time flies very shortly, Zhao Chen finished casting the thirty-two heavy blows of the demon spirit for the second time, and then looked at the more crystalline material with satisfaction, the light purple halo circulating on the surface was obviously given by the forging hammer, the impurities of this material have been eliminated to the limit, and with Zhao Chen's current ability, he can no longer remove the slightest.

After refining this material, Zhao Chen noticed that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and he was slightly stunned, and he wondered: "Why do you seniors look at your juniors so much?" Could it be that the younger generation is not doing well? ”

"No, no, no, the young master did a great job, great, too good to be better!" An old man's words were a little confused, and at this time, his mood still hadn't calmed down, "What you just performed was a self-created forging auxiliary mystical technique?" ”

Self-created?

If you want to say that it is self-created, Zhao Chen doesn't dare to do it, but he can't explain it, so he can only nod his head with a slightly red face: "I just watched your seniors refining these materials, and I was lucky to understand something, hehe, in fact, I have to thank you seniors, and the juniors just rely on luck." ”

The humble attitude immediately won the favor of everyone, and even the trace of mustard that leaked a little demonic qi because of Zhao Chen before was gradually eliminated in the hearts of everyone, and the longer you get along with this young man, the more you can find an excellent surname in him.

"Such a good conduct is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people." Everyone secretly appreciated it in their hearts, and their eyes towards Zhao Chen became more and more kind.

(To be continued)