Bang!

A raging flame ignited.

has been practicing penance for more than 100 years, and is more familiar with the world's martial arts, and now Wang Yuyan is no longer the stupid white sweet.

On the contrary, she is intelligent, wise, powerful, and has everything that no one else can imagine.

After living in the Immortal Changchun Valley for a few days, Wang Yuyan prepared and built a furnace out of stone.

On this day, the golden crow rises.

The golden sunlight sprinkled down, intertwined with the waterfalls and waterholes of the Immortal Changchun Valley, turning into a dazzling water and sky.

Standing in front of the waterhole, Wang Yuyan's jade palm was held high, and a ball of flame ignited on her jade palm.

Immediately, the jade palm was lightly raised, and the flame in his hand was smashed into the furnace that was built.

There was a loud bang in the middle of the furnace. The whole furnace was extremely hot, and the void was filled with heat.

Clang!

Turning into flames with internal force, this method surpasses the Xuanbing Flame Skill of the Western Regions that Zhu Hefeng had seen in his previous life.

The blackiron heavy sword was hung high and placed in the furnace. In the next time, Wang Yuyan had to use internal force to urge the flames and calcinate the Xuantie heavy sword into molten iron.

Under the furnace, the mold has already been prepared, and after all the dark iron is turned into molten iron, it will be pulled into the mold, and after it cools, it will become the embryo of a Fangtian painting halberd, and after polishing, it is Zhu Hefeng's new weapon:

Fang Tian draws a halberd!

It is not difficult to create a Fang Tian Painting Halberd, in most cases, it only needs to be carved into a halberd blade.

But this time, what Zhu Hefeng wanted was a pure iron war halberd, cast with a dark iron heavy sword weighing eighty or ninety catties left behind by Dugu's defeat.

Rumble!

When the flame was lit, the door of the furnace was shut. Wang Yuyan continued to urge her penance for more than 100 years to turn into flames.

After a while, a loud noise could be heard coming from the furnace. The Darkiron Heavy Sword began to slowly melt and soften.

Zhu Hefeng, Lin Chaoying, and the Condor all looked at the stove intently, as well as Wang Yuyan standing in front of the furnace.

Turn into flames with internal force, which Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying can also do. But after turning into flames, it will last for a long time, and that is not something they can do.

This kind of thing can only be done by Wang Yuyan.

Bang!

The flames of internal force are incomparably hot and powerful. After waiting for half an hour, the stove made of bluestone is baked red.

If you put live fish, pheasant and the like on it now, you will be able to eat roast chicken and grilled fish right away.

It can be seen that the temperature in the furnace is very high.

If it weren't for the fact that the people standing in front of the stove at this time all had good skills, they might have been roasted on the spot.

But Rao is like this, after staying for more than an hour, Wang Yuyan is still tired, a little sweat oozes from her smooth forehead, and her delicate body is soft.

Doing so consumed too much of her internal strength.

"It's your turn." After a slight pause, Wang Yuyan's beautiful eyes turned and said to Zhu Hefeng on the side.

Zhu Hefeng nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Swish!

Zhu Hefeng's figure flashed, and when he came to the stove, a crystal palm poked out and landed on the stove.

Rumble!

The flames that had begun to weaken resurged, and continued to calcine the dark iron heavy sword in the furnace. And Wang Yuyan got this gap, gathered her skills, and withdrew from the furnace.

Bang!

No matter how strong Zhu Hefeng's internal strength is, it is not as strong as Wang Yuyan, Wang Yuyan insists on more than an hour, but he can only support it for an hour.

After staying for an hour, Zhu Hefeng's clothes were already soaked with sweat, and his body trembled. Seeing this, Lin Chaoying was anxious.

Subconsciously stepped forward and took over Zhu Hefeng.

Half an hour!

Lin Chaoying's internal strength is worse than that of Zhu Hefeng, and his nature is more feminine and feminine. It's just that for most of the hour, it can't support it.

Whoa!

However, after the three masters turned into flames with internal force, there was already a crisp sound in the furnace.

In the past, Dugu sought defeat and the Xuantie heavy sword forged from Xuantie, although it was extremely strong, but under the calcination of these three masters, it finally turned into molten iron.

In the furnace, a crisp sound like flowing water sounded.

Syllable!

Wang Yuyan's jade palm condensed a huge skill, and a slap fell on the stove. Then, the molten iron turned into the black iron heavy sword in the furnace flowed out.

Whoa!

In the furnace, the boundless molten iron flowed down into a mold forged from stainless steel beneath.

The seven-foot-long mold is in the shape of a halberd painted by Fang Tian.

The molten iron of the dark iron fell into it, making a crackling sound, and the incomparably strong steel mold began to tremble.

Click!

A crisp sound sounded from the top of the mold, and cracks emerged, as if the mold made of steel could shatter at any time.

"Do it!"

At this moment, Wang Yuyanjiao, who was dominant among the three, shouted and greeted the two beside her.

Syllable!

The three feminine palms were punched out almost in order, and they fell on the mold, and suddenly a layer of frost formed on the extremely hot mold.

Zizizizi!

The hot molten iron quickly froze, and the originally restless iron box became stable.

After the iron box cooled down, the molten iron in the mold also turned into a halberd embryo, and the next thing needed was to polish and polish.

This is meticulous work, and only time is taken slowly.

Rumble!

Zhu Hefeng slapped on the mold, and a loud bang sounded. The iron box was shattered on the spot, and the Fang Tian painting halberd inside the mold flew up and fell straight into Zhu Hefeng's palm.

Syllable!

As soon as he grabbed it, a warmth on Fang Tian's painting halberd passed down the long pole to Zhu Hefeng's heart.

After tossing for most of the day, the golden crow had begun to fall gradually, and the sunlight under the twilight shone on the halberd in Zhu Hefeng's hand.

On the blade of the battle halberd, which had not yet been fully cast, a cold light had begun to flicker, as if the war halberd could not wait.

………………

The immortal Changchun Valley, the sun and the moon do not remember the year.

Although Zhu Hefeng had long guessed that it would not be easy to build a Xuantie halberd, he never imagined that it would be so difficult.

It took almost a year to toss and gather, and only after gathering the strength of the three masters did he finish casting a dark iron war halberd.

After the grinding is completed, the impurities contained in it are calcined at high temperature, and it is considered to be completed.

For nearly a year, Wang Yuyan, Lin Chaoying, and Zhu Hefeng almost never did anything else.

Fortunately, it was worth the money, and a year later, a thick and sharp, but luster-free halberd fell into the hands of Zhu Hefeng, which made Zhu Hefeng, who had not had a weapon in his hand for a long time in this life, very happy.

The whole body is made of dark iron, flashing with cold light, up to seven feet long, weighing more than eighty catties, sharp and abnormal!