The emperor returned to the room, and he should be able to get the big killer out tonight, the Dingshi bomb, you read that right, it's the Dingshi bomb.

The emperor is ready to get it out in the Honghuang Realm, after all, a real man will never look back, look at the explosion behind him!

Previously, the emperor didn't know anything about the production of the Dingshi bomb, so he was stuck in one problem after another for half a month, and he didn't go anywhere for half a month, just making grenades.

First of all, we have to solve the most primitive packaging materials, and then how to explode, and the most important thing is how to accurately control the time of explosion.

In the emperor's cognition, he thought that a bomb was something that swelled to the limit in a confined space, exploded with a bang, and the things wrapped outside splashed and killed people.

He did the same, looking for a lot of materials, but nothing worked, and finally he had an idea and thought of the formation, as long as the formation was activated, the space would expand.

The two mid-grade spirit stones were engraved with various formation symbols, and as long as the true qi was activated, they would explode after one second.

Later, he took some bad weapons as shells and made an experimental set bomb.

The effect is very good, anyway, the emperor can't bear it, and today the emperor is studying the advanced version, and then failed.

In the end, it was concluded that the space for the Dingshi bomb was limited, and a higher-level spirit stone was needed.

The Dingshi bomb made by the medium-grade spirit stone, the emperor named it the No. 1 cupola!

The power of the medium-grade spirit stone made of the martial god is estimated to be seriously injured, and the high-grade ones don't know, and there are no experimental subjects.

Anyway, the emperor had already made up his mind and made 10,000 high-grade spirit stones into the No. 2 cupola.

When you encounter danger, one is not enough, two, two is not enough for five, as long as you give yourself time, the sky will blow up.

Now it's only the materials outside, and the materials are also the key, can the power of the Martial Emperor-level fragment and the Martial God-level fragment be the same?

The broken weapons here in the Qingcang Sword Sect are not very valuable, or in other words, no one wants them, but for the emperor, this garbage is a must-have thing now, otherwise this must not be able to make a bomb.

Practice for one night.

Following!

The emperor wrote a few big words on a flag, a weapon that was broken at a high price, these words

Take it in your hand and go to the trial tower where the disciples of the sect are concentrated.

"Uncle Shi, who are you?" A passer-by disciple A was in a very good mood when he saw the emperor coming, he was a fan of the emperor.

"Go ahead, I'll collect some weapons you don't want. The emperor waved his hand and replied.

The disciple looked at the flag in the emperor's hand suspiciously,

Collect bad weapons?

What are you going to do with bad martial arts?

It doesn't seem to be of much use.

The disciples of the sect often gather here at the Trial Tower, chatting and farting and comparing with each other.

The emperor found a place and planted the flag on the ground.

He took out the gong and drum from the storage ring, crackled it, and then shouted in a loud voice: "Walk by, don't miss it, come and see, listen, it's definitely a good thing." ”

Some sect disciples stopped and looked at the emperor with some doubts, what earth-shattering thing was going to be done by the master uncle.

"Uncle Shi, you are really a good person, do you know that our cultivation resources are in short supply, come and send us money. ?" a disciple asked.

The emperor rolled his eyes and sent you sister!

"Let's take a look, it's so simple to turn waste into money, now collect broken weapons, who has scrap iron, hurry up and send it, a martial emperor-level, a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, five hundred martial god-level! ”

The emperor made a fake advertisement, and he still had the final say on how to give the money.

He had now discovered that some of his disciples were so poor that when they heard that broken weapons could be sold for money, their eyes lit up like hungry wolves.

Everyone looked at the emperor like an idiot.

In their cognition, a broken weapon is worthless, unless there are rare materials in the weapon, take it and re-smelt it, but most of the people you use are ordinary goods, what is this uncle doing with all this garbage?

They all felt that they had heard it wrong, two hundred medium-grade spirit stones could buy an intact Martial Emperor-level weapon, and the same would be true for the Martial God-level weapon, all of which would be purchased at half the price of the intact one!

"Uncle Shi, what you said is true or false, you didn't lie to us, did you?" asked a disciple.

The emperor patted his chest and promised, "What are you lying to? Do you not believe your uncle and ancestor? Tong Su is not deceived, some of them will be sent quickly, the time is limited, and I will have to change places later." ”

At this moment, some of the disciples were in a commotion.

"Damn, my weapon was broken some time ago, I don't know where to throw it, I have to find it quickly. ”

"yes, yes, I'll have to find out when this thing is worth something. ”

"Oh, I'll go, I didn't expect this broken weapon to sell for so much money. ”

Many disciples began to get anxious, they didn't expect these things to be sold for money before, and they had thrown away everything that should have been thrown away, but now it is really not easy to find them back.

The emperor stood there with a smile on his face, his heart was full of joy, and it seemed that he would be full of harvest after waiting for him.

However, he also knew the power of the spirit stone, and it was wealth that was spent, and the Iron Rooster Emperor was a little distressed.

However, the thought of being able to create a Dingshi bomb was gone.

It's just that something is wrong with this situation, and there seem to be a few disciples who come to sell things.

It can't be that I didn't find it.

"Senior Uncle Ancestor, do you think my Martial God-level sword can get five hundred medium-grade spirit stones?" The disciple's eyes flashed with a fine light, as if he was looking forward to it.

The emperor looked at the weapon with only one sword hilt left in his hand, and muttered in his heart, this thing should be able to make half a cupola.

"You, give you a hundred dollars. ”

The disciple was stunned for a moment, "Uncle Shi, no, isn't it a five hundred?"

"Oh, you are very greedy, it used to be more than that, but now, you have a sword hilt, do you think it's worth it?" The emperor took the sword hilt and shook it in front of this disciple's eyes.

This disciple also knew that he was greedy, so he didn't say much, picked up the spirit stone given by the emperor and turned around and ran away.

He's now going to find more broken weapons to sell.

Receiving the first weapon, the emperor showed a bright smile, "Is there any way to make a fortune, but it is right in front of you, you have to seize the opportunity! ”

After the disciples saw the spirit stone given to that disciple by the emperor, they were all excited, it was true, but it was not as much as the emperor said, but this was no different from picking up money for nothing, and they were very enthusiastic to sell it to the emperor.

"Uncle Shi, I'm here!

"I have a few pieces here."

"I'm here! I'm here! I just went back and got it! It was originally used to record my life's struggle, but since my uncle needs it, I'll sell you!"

......

The emperor was surrounded by a group of people, most of them were martial emperor-level weapons, and a few were martial god-level. After spending about 20,000 medium-grade spirit stones, the emperor is ready to call it a day, and there are some weapons that can make more than a dozen cupola cannons.

After receiving so much, the emperor felt that he had collected enough.

At this moment, "Dao Saint-level weapons are accepted?" This feminine man was very delicate, with fair skin and a face as warm as jade.

"Who are you, and there are actually broken Dao Saint weapons?" the emperor asked suspiciously.

"Uncle Shi, my name is Ning Youmin! Do you accept it! How much does it cost!"

The emperor is messy, this is Ye Wudao's big apprentice, this is really a bit of a mother, looking at it, she is a mother, she is definitely a beauty when she changes her outfit.

The emperor pointed his finger to his nose and said very pretendedly, "I! The local tyrant understands it! 10,000 yuan! Sell it or not!"

"Take it," Ning Youmin's hand ring flashed, and a Fang Tian painting halberd appeared in front of everyone.

While!

The ground was crushed into cracks, and the emperor gave the spirit stone to Ning Youmin and held Fang Tian's halberd.

Roar!

I didn't pick it up, which was a bit embarrassing!

There was laughter all around, too!

"You, that's you, don't look at the side, it's you," the enraged emperor pointed to a disciple who was smiling the most.

"I can't hold it!" the disciple froze.

"Then what are you laughing at? Who gave you the right to laugh? Who gave you the courage? I think you need to go to the Law Enforcement Hall and despise the elders!"

This disciple was frightened, his face turned pale, his legs trembled, and he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "Senior Uncle Ancestor, I was wrong!

"I'm a person who is easily injured, you hurt me, and you still laugh it off! You want to soothe my wounded heart with five thousand spirit stones!"

The disciple stopped, looked at the emperor in a daze, he didn't think that the emperor would let him go, after all, Chen Tao in the martial god realm was cleaned up by the emperor.

This disciple directly released the storage ring and handed it to the emperor.

"Go down, I'm a generous person, I won't sue!"

This disciple left in a gloomy manner, and all the disciples also left, this uncle and ancestor were moody, so it was better to go first.

The emperor didn't pay attention to the thoughts of these disciples who left, they were all scum, and none of them took out the weapons above the martial gods.

Ning Youmin walked towards the Tower of Babel, he had been in retreat for three months, and he had broken through to the late stage of the Dao King, wanting to quickly get used to his current combat strength.

"Ning boy, wait a minute! Take this!" the emperor threw the lingering stone to Ning Youmin and turned to leave.

Ning Youmin grabbed the shadow stone and said to the emperor, "Uncle Shi, why don't you go to the Xia Zhi branch if you want a broken weapon? They are all broken weapons and some scraps!"

It's a pity that the voice is too small, the emperor didn't hear it at all, and Ning Youmin was also depressed, did he speak so quietly?

The emperor wants to go back to refine Fang Tian's halberd, and he will disappear quickly when he steps on the end of the world, he has no time to blackmail Ning Youmin, and the future will be long!

The emperor didn't expect to use a broken weapon to upgrade his physical body before, but now that he thought of it, he went back and used the melting weapon to refine his body to absorb Fang Tian's painting halberd and improve the strength of his physical body.