In the main hall of Xuanyuan Palace, Yuan Qiong's eyes were burning at Wang Haochen, and there was a thick look of shock on his face.

Even if Wang Haochen couldn't refine the artifact recorded at the end of the Refining Weapon Secret Classic, it was already amazing enough.

The cultivation of refining, alchemy, and formation is even more difficult than simply improving one's cultivation, otherwise, the refining, alchemy, and formation grandmaster would not have such a revered status in the Holy Spirit Domain.

That refining master didn't slowly improve his refining level after years of experience accumulation, like Wang Haochen, in just over a year, he could only refine a realm-level sixth-grade weapon, and suddenly improved to be able to refine a ninth-grade weapon, which was almost impossible.

Boundary-level weapons, every time they improve a product, the gap is earth-shattering, the value is ten times the superposition, and the difficulty of refining is naturally increased exponentially, like Wang Haochen, it is really a bit unbelievable to improve three grades at once.

"Are you sure you can already refine the realm-level nine-grade weapon?" Wang Haochen improved too fast, which made Yuanqiong's heart a little unsteady, "You must know that the materials for refining the realm-level nine-grade weapon are extremely precious, once the refining fails, the loss will be too great, and it will greatly damage the vitality of the sect, we will fight the ghost sect and destroy the harvest of Qingqiuling, it is estimated that we will not be able to make up for this big hole, and our efforts over the years will be in vain." ”

"I'm not 100% sure about this matter, and I can't prove it, if a few palace masters are not at ease, just wait!" Wang Haochen listened to the meaning of Yuan Qiong's words, and his heart was also a little unhappy.

I want him to help refine weapons, but I don't want to take any risks, there is such a thing in the world.

Although he urgently needed to collect the materials for refining the Flood Desolation Treasure Ding, he was not without other methods.

Although Yuan Qiong didn't say it explicitly, if he wanted to put all the risks on him, he wouldn't take it.

Yuan Qiong's face changed slightly, but then he smiled, he felt the unhappiness in Wang Haochen's heart.

But this matter is really too important to Xuanyuan Palace, although he knows that it is a little inappropriate to force Wang Haochen to guarantee it like this, but he really doesn't want to take risks.

"How sure are you?" asked Yuanqiong with a deep groan after calming down a little.

"Seventy!" Wang Haochen said.

Whether it was refining pills or refining weapons and armor, the success rate he announced to the outside world was seventy percent, and this time, although he was refining a realm-level nine-grade weapon, he did not shy away from it, and reported a seventy percent success rate.

"Seventy?" Yuan Qiong's eyes swept over Wang Haochen's face, and seeing that he was still calm, his heart couldn't help but shake.

He had only been practicing the Secret Weapon Refining Dictionary for more than a year, and he had such a high success rate in refining the Nine Rank Weapons?

Yuan Qiong was a little hesitant in his heart, not knowing whether to believe Wang Haochen or not.

If there is really a seventy percent success rate, then you can give it a go, the original two refiners of the sect are only refining the world-level three-grade weapon battle armor, and the success rate is only fifty or sixty percent at most.

Seventy percent of the chances are not low, but very high.

It was precisely because it was very high that Yuan Qiong had some doubts about the authenticity of Wang Haochen's words.

"This matter is extremely important to our Xuanyuan Palace, I can't be the master alone, a few of us have to discuss, wait for us to make a decision, and then ask you to help us refine." After thinking for a moment, Yuan Qiong said.

Wang Haochen nodded, he didn't care anyway, even if Xuanyuan Palace took out the materials for him to refine, he could only get more than a dozen materials for refining the Honghuang Baoding, and it was still far away, sooner or later, the impact would not be great.

"The Holy King's War Servant has been handed over to you, the things that the sect promised you have been done, there are still a few months to go, and it will be the day of the founding of the city, you go back and prepare again." Yuanqiong waved his hand.

Wang Haochen bowed slightly and withdrew from the main hall of the sect.

When he returned to Yuntai Palace, he couldn't wait to take out the mirror, and his soul consciousness moved slightly, seeping into the mirror and beginning to refine.

The souls of the eighteen war servants were all integrated into the mirror, and once Wang Haochen refined and controlled the mirror, with a single thought, he could let the souls of the war servants be annihilated and control their life and death at will.

A few days later, Wang Haochen went out of the customs again, standing on the square in the center of Yuntai Palace, with a slight wave of his palm, eighteen figures suddenly appeared beside him.

Eighteen people, all of them are Saint Kings, and the momentum on their bodies is extremely powerful, but they are all different. There are men and women, old and young, and even demons among them.

Those war servants stood in front of Wang Haochen, their faces were extremely complicated, some were sad and desperate, some were disheartened, some were sad and angry, some were shocked and curious......

"I don't know where you come from, I don't know who you are, and I don't know how much you know about the world, but I know that from now on, my life and death will be in my hands. Wang Haochen's eyes swept over the eighteen Saint King War Servants, and his eyes were extremely fierce.

When those people heard Wang Haochen's words, their faces changed slightly, and some people's eyes showed a trace of dead ashes.

Life and death are controlled by others, and it is a kind of desperate sorrow, and there is no daylight.

"But I can also give you hope!" Wang Haochen spoke again.

The war servants looked at him, their eyes fluctuating slightly.

"I can make a promise to you, as long as you can make enough contributions, after a hundred years, I will give you back your freedom!" Wang Haochen said slowly.

The eighteen war servants instantly stirred, and there was a faint glimmer of luster in their gray eyes.

What is most precious to them?

It's freedom!

"Is that true?" asked a fierce-looking old man in a cold voice.

His voice was hoarse, extremely unpleasant, and his accent was extremely jerky and weird, he should not be from the Holy Spirit Domain, and he should have just arrived in the Holy Spirit Domain.

Wang Haochen nodded slightly and said, "Of course, I don't regret it!"

"Do you dare to make an oath?" said a woman with jade scales on her face staring at Wang Haochen.

Her voice was extremely sweet, and naturally exuded a hint of seduction.

Wang Haochen's face suddenly turned cold, fell on the woman, and said coldly: "You have to know your identity, and you are not worthy of me to make an oath." ”

A cold glint flashed in the woman's eyes, but she didn't say anything more.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, I can't force it, but I also tell you the truth, I bought you only to tide over the difficulties in front of me, as for the future, whether you are or not, it's all the same, whether you give you freedom or not, there is no loss to me. Wang Haochen said slowly.

Among the war servants, some of them couldn't help but show a trace of anger in their eyes.

Most of them are from the lower worlds, they are all the pinnacle of a world, although they have become war servants, they also have their own pride, no matter how they say it, they also have the cultivation of the Saint King realm, even if they become war servants, they are also extremely valuable, Wang Haochen is so indifferent, bluntly said that they can give up at will, and they regard it as humiliation.

"You'll understand later!" Wang Haochen couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the look on their faces, and then with a wave of his palm, he distributed several copies of the Thousand People Formation Diagram to them.

"Give you four months to master the formation map in your hand, and if you succeed, make a great achievement!" Wang Haochen waved his hand again, and the Chaos Flying Boat suddenly descended in the square, and after it swelled to the size of dozens of zhang, a stream of figures flew out of it.

They were all from the Janissary Legion of the Martial Prince's Mansion, and Wang Haochen had already used the pill to raise all their cultivation to the innate realm, and their cultivation was enough to urge the Thousand People Formation.

Eighteen people, eighteen thousand Praetorian Legion soldiers, enough to form eighteen thousand formations, once the formation is urged, it is enough to fight with the realm-level powerhouses.

Wang Haochen's palm waved again, and the eighteen realm-level space rings fell into the hands of the eighteen war servants.

Boundary-level space treasures, living beings can already survive in them, and by including the Praetorian Legion in the space ring, they can trigger the formation at any time and burst out with powerful power.

After those Praetorian Legion soldiers were included in the space ring by the eighteen war servants, Wang Haochen waved his palm and put the eighteen war servants into the mirror again.

That mirror was a realm-level second-grade treasure, and it could independently absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into the space inside, which was enough for them to cultivate the formation diagram.

After doing all this, Wang Haochen exhaled slightly and completely relaxed.

King Wu and Shang Qingyan and Shang Qingling sisters have successfully cultivated the thunder attribute formation, Huan Ling Pupil and Huan Shan's grandson have also cultivated the fire attribute formation, plus eighteen battle servants, there are twenty-three thousand formations, all of which can fight with the realm-level powerhouse, such a powerful force makes him full of confidence.

Even in the face of the Aoki family, as long as the Aoki family's Qiankun Realm Lord Ancestor did not move, he was fearless.

In the future, if he refines the Flood Desolation Treasure Ding and raises the strength of the Praetorian Guard Legion to the Holy Realm, as long as he forms a hundred-person array, it will be enough to suppress the Sun and Moon Realm Lord, and a thousand people will be enough to kill the Qiankun Realm Lord, then he will be completely fearless.

Even if you face the entire Aoki family, it's enough to fight.

In the next few months, Wang Haochen began to concentrate on cultivation, trying to impact the barriers of the realm of the realm of the realm, if he could improve his cultivation to the realm of the realm of the realm before the city was built, then his confidence would be even stronger.

However, the difficulty of breaking through the realm master realm was far beyond his expectations.

Although he has the Heavenly Punishment System, no matter how hard he tries, he always feels that there is still a little bit of shortcoming.

Once you break through to the realm of the realm master, you can be regarded as a strong person in the Holy Spirit Domain, if it is not difficult, then the realm master-level powerhouse will not be so rare.

Many people, all their lives, can't touch the threshold of the realm master, and Wang Haochen has a heavenly punishment system, the difficulty has been infinitely reduced, as soon as the cultivation arrives, he feels where the realm barrier is, and knows how to break through, but he has not succeeded for the time being.

In the midst of cultivation, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the founding of the city is gradually approaching, and King Wu and the others can't help but get excited.

(End of chapter)