"Go~" Zhang Lang groaned softly. With the swipes of his hands, a point of light rushed out of his hands and hit Da Luo Yinjin directly. Da Luo Yinjin was shocked, and some of the scraps fell off from it, revealing his silver true face.

"Refining~" Zhang Lang groaned softly again. The paddling hands kept moving, shooting out points of light the size of rice grains, and as soon as these points of light were attached to Da Luo's silver gold, they turned into raging golden flames.

Zhang Lang's hands stopped, and with a light tap on the dantian, the dantian, which had already become hot and red, rushed out a burning purple flame from within. Fused with the golden flames, refining the silver and gold of Da Luo. Da Luo's silver and gold, the size of his index finger, slowly melted under the calcination of the purple fire. In less than ten breaths, Da Luo's silver and gold were melted, a puddle of yellow liquid.

"Transformation~" Zhang Lang groaned softly. His hands glowed with golden light, and he constantly squeezed and kneaded the liquid of Da Luo's silver and gold, tempering it into shaped items one by one. As long as you are not satisfied, you will be re-transformed into liquid and reshaped.

Zhang Lang in the shape turned his head to look at the golden figure on his shoulder, the golden light on his hands was sheng, his hands shook again and again, and only his afterimage could be seen at that speed. After kneading and squeezing for ten breaths, Zhang Lang finally made a shape. However, if it is an embroidery needle, it is too big, slightly smaller than the index finger, and it should be called an embroidery stick.

"Refine~" Zhang Lang groaned softly. But he didn't make any movement, he didn't even seal the knot, and he put his hands behind his back.

"Huh~ Why did the young master stop, only the last step of refining is missing. Li Fei said.

"Yes~ Doesn't the young master refine magic weapons?" Ouyang Yunfei continued.

Li Fei and Ouyang Yunfei stared at Zhang Lang with questions, but they still didn't move. I saw seven figures bathing in the purple tribulation lightning, all of them rushing towards the thumb-sized embroidery needle to surround it. The magic weapon in his hand kept hitting. Thumb-sized embroidery sticks in the hit. Constantly twisting and changing shapes. And little by little it shrunk.

Ten breaths of time have passed. The thumb-sized embroidery stick was refined, and only the length and thickness of the chopsticks remained.

Zhang Lang stretched out his index finger with his right hand and pointed at the embroidery needle that had been built, and the spiritual power in the dantian quickly overflowed, and the index finger of his right hand flowed in continuously. At the same time, with a wave of his left hand, he introduced the purple Tribulation Lightning into his hand, and gently tapped it on the embroidery needle of the chopsticks, and the purple lightning directly covered it.

After Zhang Lang finished transmitting his spiritual power, he let go of his hands at the same time, leaving only the baptism of the purple Tribulation Lightning on the chopsticks embroidery needle. It's still ten breaths later. It is made of a magic weapon about one decimeter long about the size of an embroidery needle.

Zhang Lang put the embroidery needle on the palm of his hand and said softly: "The treasure refining method of my waste clan is really different, and even the master has praised it again and again. However, these seven illusory shadows help refine treasures, will it be only owned by the waste royal family. ”

Zhang Lang looked at the golden figure on his shoulder and handed over the embroidery needle directly. The golden man caught the embroidery needle, rose directly into the air, and reached out to punch out the embroidery needle.

"Poof~" There was a soft sound, and the embroidery needle drilled directly into the ground and rushed out from a distance of ten meters. Back in the hands of the little golden man.

"Boom~" a roar. Wherever the embroidery needle passed, it exploded, and the rubble flew and the smoke drifted away. When the smoke passed, a strip of ground appeared half a meter deep. A trench about ten meters long and half a meter wide.

"However, Ben Shao has refined the magic weapon of the early stage of the Yellow Order for the first time, and he can also upgrade infinitely. If it is silver, it is designated as a silver needle. Zhang Lang muttered to himself.

"Master, you can't accept this apprentice Zhang Lang. Dongfang Changming said.

Everyone looked at Dongfang Changming with questions, but Dongfang Changming knelt directly on the ground, and raised his hands and ten fingers clenched into fists above his head. Then he said: "Master, should I change Senior Brother Zhang Lang to Master." Before the middle stage of the Holy King has arrived, he can create a magic weapon for infinite ascension in the early stage of the Yellow Order. You really can't accept this apprentice, and your future achievements will surpass you. ”

Dongfang Changming's words shocked everyone very much, and this junior brother directly became a master. The young master's talent is so high that even the law enforcers in the human world think so, and he is really the right person.

"Young master~" The masters shouted and knelt directly on the ground. When the low-ranking monks and soldiers (all of whom were also monks) saw this, they also shouted and knelt directly on the ground.

"It turned out that their leader was the young man who had crossed the catastrophe. But the cultivation realm is too low, why does the ancestor want us to take refuge in him?" Li Shiming said to himself.

At this time, the purple tribulation lightning in the sky had disappeared, and the calamity clouds had begun to split and disperse with the wind. Zhang Lang, who had survived the Heavenly Tribulation, completely released the coercion of the middle stage of ascension and pressed it in all directions. The powerful coercion made many monks and low-level monks and soldiers of the same rank tremble, and some were even directly pressed to the ground. Regardless of whether it was a high-level or a low-rank, no one resisted, and they all acquiesced in the young master's behavior.

Zhang Lang put the embroidery needle on the palm of his hand and said softly: "The treasure refining method of my waste clan is really different, and even the master has praised it again and again. However, these seven illusory shadows help refine treasures, will it be only owned by the waste royal family. ”

Zhang Lang looked at the golden figure on his shoulder and handed over the embroidery needle directly. The golden man caught the embroidery needle, rose directly into the air, and reached out to punch out the embroidery needle.

"Poof~" There was a soft sound, and the embroidery needle drilled directly into the ground, rushing out from ten meters away without a sound, and directly returning to the hands of the golden villain.

"Boom~" a roar. Wherever the embroidery needle passed, it exploded, and the rubble flew and the smoke drifted away. When the smoke passed, a trench appeared on the ground that was half a meter deep, about 10 meters long and half a meter wide.

"Master, you can't accept this apprentice Zhang Lang. Dongfang Changming said.

Everyone looked at Dongfang Changming with questions, but Dongfang Changming knelt directly on the ground, and raised his hands and ten fingers clenched into fists above his head. Then he said: "Master, should I change Senior Brother Zhang Lang to Master." At the same time, the treasure was refined during the mid-stage Heavenly Tribulation of the Holy King, and the magic weapon of infinite promotion in the early stage of the Yellow Rank was also created. You really can't accept this apprentice, and your future achievements will surpass you. ”

Dongfang Changming's words shocked everyone very much, and this junior brother directly became a master. The young master's talent is so high that even the law enforcers in the human world think so, and he is really the right person.

"Young master~" The masters shouted and knelt directly on the ground. When the low-ranking monks and soldiers (all of whom were also monks) saw this, they also shouted and knelt directly on the ground.

"It turned out that their leader was the young man who had crossed the catastrophe. But the cultivation realm is too low, why does the ancestor want us to take refuge in him?" Li Shiming said to himself. (To be continued......)