Chapter Eighty-Three: Refining Weapon Peak Yan Fengtian

Master Leng took the two of them deeper and deeper, the temperature became higher and higher, and the sweat was like a waterfall, surging under him, like taking a bath, Yang Wei said slowly: "Heisha, you go out first, it's uncomfortable to stay here, and I'll walk the road by myself." ”

At this time, Master Leng directly pushed open the rock wall of pure gold, this door is so neat, if you don't observe it carefully, it is impossible to detect this door, and I thought that there was no way in the end, Master Leng smiled: "If you want to see Senior Yan, go in, but I can tell you, the temperature inside has reached two hundred degrees, and it is estimated that you will die of dehydration in half an hour, and you decide whether you can enter it or not." ”

Yang Wei looked at the wall that was as bright red as blood at this time, and walked in silently, just stepping into it, the shoes and clothes melted directly, as if they were on fire, and then the hair and eyebrows were slowly scorched, and they were rolled up directly, leaving only one pants left on the body.

Looking up, the magma below is flowing quietly like a stream, the fiery red magma lights up the entire underground, looking at a middle-aged man sitting on the top of the rock pillar in the distance, only a pair of trousers are left, the magma in the ground slowly flows to his palms, and finally disappears in the palms.

His dark face was covered with a dense beard, like a clump of thatch that had been trampled on. The sunken cheeks were covered with beards, shaggy like a hedgehog. A faint voice came, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

Yang Wei said respectfully: "I came to ask Senior Yan to refine a bow with his hands together, and I also hope to borrow the peak for a night in a thunderstorm." ”

Yan Fengtian still closed his eyes and couldn't see any expression, and said, "You can ask them to refine the bow, and you can go up to the peak at any time." ”

Yang Wei hung the old man in front of him, and said respectfully: "The kid wants a 10,000-pound single bow, others can't help, only the seniors can." ”

Yan Fengtian slowly opened his eyes, looked at the kid with the spiritual liquid in front of him, and said with a smile: "The person is a big ghost, what do you use with a bow of 10,000 catties to make strings? Do you have strings? You are saying that 10,000 catties can only be used with pure Tianhan Gold Mine, do you know how precious the Tianhan Gold Mine is? And you want pure Tianhan Gold Mine." ”

At this time, the water aura on Yang Wei's body made a "swoop" sound, and the water vapor covered his whole body, like a shroud in smoke, which looked particularly mysterious. Yang Wei took out the token and said, "I am looking for a senior to do one thing as a young master, and I want a single bow and arrow of 10,000 catties." ”

Yan Fengtian laughed and said, "Okay, kid, you are cunning enough, I'll see what you have the ability to use a 10,000-jin bow and a 1,000-jin arrow." Pointing his finger at a boulder next to him, the boulder flew directly towards Yang Wei, the speed was not slow, it landed directly above his head, Yang Wei stretched out one hand, his face was not red, and he was not panting.

Yan Fengtian said "Huh", and then pointed to another boulder weighing 30,000 catties, falling from the sky, the two boulders were stacked together, "boom", Yang Wei stretched out his hands to support the sky, holding the two boulders was still easy, Yan Fengtian laughed and said: "Okay, well, worthy of being the young master of my Seven Evil Sects, much stronger than those garbage, you are qualified to let me refine the bow." ”

Yang Wei then jumped directly to the magma, found a foothold, and easily put down the boulder, Yan Fengtian was shocked again, he didn't expect to be so agile with 50,000 catties of boulder in his hand.

The small bulge exposed in the magma looked like a drowning child, and "Rumble" was choked incessantly.

Yan Fengtian had already arrived at the door when he turned around, "Let's go, I'll take you to the top of the mountain first, the night of thunder and lightning will help you forge a strong bow, but this time I will pay the cost of the materials, you owe me a favor, wait until you have the opportunity to return it to me." ”

Yang Wei nodded, he didn't argue that this was an obligation, he could imagine the surprise of his predecessors just now, he should have taken out something decent, his heart was like being pricked by a little bee, it was itchy and painful, and he hoped that this time he could get a bow and arrow that satisfied him.

As they slowly walked out of this steamer-like magma mouth, they felt cool and comfortable, and the people who passed by were hunched over, continuing to do their own things after worshipping Yan Fengtian, looking orderly.

Yang Wei looked up at the people of this refining peak again, obviously the refiners here are not afraid of the scorching heat bit by bit, and they have watered one amazing weapon after another with hard sweat, Yang Wei followed closely step by step, and the words were blocked back to his throat, and he wanted to speak again and again.

Yan Fengtian in front obviously noticed it, but it was none of his business, he still walked forward with heavy steps, and then Yang Wei found that Yan Fengtian's every step was particularly slight, and the dust on the ground was like a bean and slowly bounced at the moment he landed, that kind of pace was very weird, obviously feeling that the foot he raised was falling heavily, but it was like a breeze, only making the golden ground dust light.

I tried to feel it with my heart, and found that he was like a boulder inlaid with ten thousand catties, which was particularly heavy, looking at his back cautiously, every step seemed heavy, but it was unusually relaxed, it seems that this Yan senior's body training is not simple.

Just out of the mountainside, Yan Fengtian put his hands behind his back, kicked his feet to the ground, and the whole mountain peak was shaking, but there was no trace of dust falling into the cave, it can be seen that this cave was extremely solid by him, the soles of his feet seemed to have a giant spring, and he jumped directly to the top of the flat mountain, Yang Wei looked at his footprints, and was secretly frightened, this step has at least a million catties of huge force, it is terrible, if you step on other peaks like this, it is estimated that it will collapse instantly, and the mountain peak will be shattered into powder.

The swaying Yang Wei slowly stabilized with the swing of the mountain peak, looking at Yan Fengtian, who was the size of an ant in the distance, but it was extraordinarily huge, so big that he couldn't see his face clearly, and he carried thousands of miles of wind and thunder, and stepped directly on the ridge with a "bang", one and a half miles, like a lightning flash, but unfortunately the mountain peak had no intention of wavering, and jumped several times in a row, and the stones on the soles of his feet had already broken into slag, drifting away with the wind, turning into dirt, and buried deep in the mountains.

Yang Wei stood on the top of the mountain, panting, Yan Fengtian on the side looked at him expressionlessly, walked directly to the silver cold iron needle dozens of zhang high, and took out a mountain-sized Tianhan gold mine from the ring, Yang Wei's pupils contracted, and a stream of cold air approached, the biting cold did not let him move half a step, and the white golden light forced him to open his eyes, but under mental perception, this mine weighed at least 100,000 catties, but there were a lot of black particles like tumors near the golden light, which made this Tianhan gold mine look extremely ugly.

Then Yan Fengtian cautiously took out a thick brown rope from the worn-out ring, about the thickness of his arm, five feet long, and a faint stench emitted from it, but in Yang Wei's eyes, that thick rope was a bowstring, and it emitted a faint cold breath, so that the entire mountain top was shrouded in this cold, and even the sky was dim at this time, dark clouds were thick, and thick black clouds pressed against this mountain, obviously planning to engulf this mountain.

Yan Fengtian laughed and said: "This is the tendon of the dragon, which I obtained from a secret realm, and every time I borrow this tendon to attract thunder and lightning in advance to extract various ores. Now I have also attracted the power of thunder and lightning in advance, little guy, how about it, the thunder and lightning you want is here. ”

Yang Wei looked at Yan Fengtian respectfully, "Thank you seniors for your success", directly carried the wind and thunder phantom flash, ran to the high platform, a thunderbolt came along the cold iron needle, the thunder and lightning surrounded the cold iron, making a "squeak" sound, and the purple electric light was particularly dazzling under the black clouds, like a thunder snake, sliding on the cold iron.

Yang Wei directly stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around Han Tie, and Yan Fengtian, who was watching, exclaimed eagerly: "Boy, you don't want to die, get out of the way." After finishing speaking, he flashed in front of him to stop him, Yang Wei bumped into his arms, his nose was blue and his face was swollen and looked at Yan Fengtian, it was not light just now, just like an ordinary person crashing into a steel plate, Yang Wei shrugged his shoulders and felt uncomfortable.

Looking at Yan Fengtian in front of him, he suddenly felt that he was not a Dharma protector-level strength at all, it was estimated that even some elders couldn't do him, it was terrifying, his whole body was trained like this, and the purple long snake climbed directly onto Yan Fengtian along the cold iron, "Squeak" The sound continued to sound, sitting cross-legged on the ground, the thunder and lightning spread to the whole body, but he was not moved at all, he was obviously familiar with the road covered with scars, the thunder and electricity all over the body slowly converged into the hand, and finally disappeared, the body was like a caterpillar like meridians all over the body, the scalp of the person who watched was numb, how did this exercise the steel body.

Yan Fengtian snorted: "Boy, although this is just an ordinary heavenly thunder, not a robbery thunder, but it is not something that you have touched as a stinky kid." ”

Yang Wei said with a smile: "Senior, if you dare to step forward, you will naturally have the confidence to face the power of thunder and lightning. ”

Yan Fengtian looked at Yang Wei in front of him with an embarrassed face, it seemed that he had underestimated him, and another thunder snake came from the sky, resounding through the sky, and went down the cold iron, Yang Wei opened his arms and directly hugged the cold iron, "Squeak squeak......

Yang Wei was motionless, his whole body gradually blackened, the purple thunder light reflected the pitch-black epidermis, but he did not let go, his whole body kept shaking, the thunder light went down from the top of his head, and the electric light penetrated every inch of the charred black epidermis, blasted through the layers of muscles, rushed straight to the meridians, and hurriedly ran the Nine Refining Demon Qi Technique, and the blood of the blasted meridians sprayed out directly, and a small column of blood splattered to the ground, leaving a mottled red mark.

The broken meridians were actually under the operation of the exercises, absorbing thunder and lightning little by little, entering the blood, with the blood circulation, reaching everywhere, the power of thunder and lightning slowly dissipated, and the meridians were widened a little, a little firmer, Yang Wei was extremely desperate, like such a slow improvement, it is estimated that the continuous bombardment of thunder and lightning can only achieve initial results for a year, looking at the black cloud in despair, a sense of powerlessness arises spontaneously, and he raised his head and scolded: "Thief God, why are you so rubbish, the power of thunder and lightning is so weak, haven't you eaten?"

Yan Fengtian's face collapsed directly, and he slapped his palm directly to his head, only to realize that he was not dreaming, and sighed: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, a generation of new people replace the old people, I am old, and I no longer have the momentum of raising a hammer to scold the sky." ”

At this time, God actually sensed Yang Wei's roar, and the black cloud pressed the refining peak tighter, giving people a feeling that they could touch it with their outstretched hands.