Wuling Pass the north gate, looking down from the hundred-zhang high city wall, it was black and oppressive, and it spread from the foot to the end of the sight.

Three days have passed, and there are more and more Zerg gathered here, densely packed, tens of thousands.

"Tss

The shrill insect cries came and went, and it became a nightmare for everyone for the past three days, and they couldn't sleep peacefully.

And in such a situation of huge disparity in strength, the north gate suddenly opened, and a series of figures rushed out.

Ye Zichuan took the lead, his momentum was like a rainbow, and as soon as he came up, it was the most powerful sky-turning seal, and a blue sky curtain fell from the sky, with the majesty and strength of the heavens, and it fell down with a bang.

Bang!

Under the terrible pressure, the insects exploded one after another, exploding into a sky of blood mist and fragments.

Immediately behind him were two ten-person squads, and after three days of running-in, they had been able to barely form their own battle formations and cooperate with each other.

"Don't mess up, attack and defend as one, and cooperate with each other!" Ye Zichuan shouted.

This is the battle formation handed down by Xiao Lori, although it is simple, but with the cooperation of ten people, it can exert several times the combat power, which is the most suitable for such a battle.

The two battle formations were like huge meat grinders, and the sky was full of fragments of insects flying.

But it was a desperate battle, and there were already corpses under their feet, but there were still dense insects coming in, and I don't know how many there were.

"Be careful!" The ground cracked, and a huge millipede burst out, opened its bloody mouth, and bit down on a man.

Ye Zichuan waved his fist, and the majestic divine power surged, and a huge golden fist appeared here, directly blasting the millipede.

Burst!

A millstone-sized spider next to it opened its mouth and spat out a purple poisonous mist, causing the corpses on the ground to melt and turn into pools of foul-smelling yellow water.

Ye Zichuan ran the Purgatory Xuantian Sutra, and a huge divine furnace appeared here, the divine flame was monstrous, blazing, and directly refined the spider and the poisonous mist into ashes.

The battle was completely white-hot, and the 21 of them could not advance an inch, and could only maintain the battlefield at the city gate, which was difficult to advance at all.

As the minutes passed, more and more corpses piled up under their feet, and the blood had soaked the surface of their feet, which was extremely tragic.

The ten-person battle formation has gradually become proficient from the strangeness at the beginning, the attack and defense are decent, cooperate with each other, and kill more insects than Ye Zichuan.

"It's time, retreat!"

Seeing that they had reached their limit, Ye Zichuan did not hesitate and ordered a retreat.

At this time, Ape Kong killed from the city pass, covering the twenty people and retreating into the city gate, Ye Zichuan waved his hand and put away more than half of the corpses piled up like a mountain on the ground.

This is the source of capital for them to fight a protracted war, and without food and weapons, they will surely die if they are consumed.

And listening to Xiao Lori, the corpses of these bugs will eventually be eaten by the same kind, and Ye Zichuan doesn't want those bugs to become stronger and stronger.

After retreating to Xiongguan, Ye Zichuan took a breath and sat on the ground.

He was exhausted again, the divine power of the Gathering Peak Double Heaven was exhausted, thousands of insects were killed, and the body strengthening genes were now almost 20,000 points!

Ye Zichuan waved his hand, and a mountain-like insect corpse appeared here: "It's up to you next, I'll go rest for a while." ”

The next work was taken over by Xiao Lori, Ye Zichuan didn't have anything to worry about, he returned to his room by himself, and began to concentrate on recovering his divine power.

Let him during the time when he recovered his divine power, Ao Wushuang led two squads to kill the Martial Spirit Pass again.

Faced with such a disparity in numbers, they had no choice but to do so.

It's just that this time there were some mistakes, Ao Wushuang was not a member of the Terran race, so he didn't care much about the life and death of the Terran race, and a small negligence didn't have time to rescue, so that the five people were devoured by insects.

Although it is inevitable that there will be casualties in such a war, but now that there is such a lack of personnel, it will be painful for a long time to die a Ye Zichuan.

Little Lori even counted Ao Wushuang down for this, and the two almost fought because of this.

The next day, Xiao Lori found Ye Zichuan: "I have collected enough materials, and the next thing is up to you to refine weapons for them." ”

Ye Zichuan suddenly stopped: "Why me?"

Little Lori wrinkled her nose: "Among the few of us, your exercises are the most suitable for refining weapons, not to mention, you are a big guy with the fire of heaven and earth, who do you don't do?"

"Damn!" Ye Zichuan's mind was full of black lines.

Tinder was his, but he didn't know how to use it at all, and tried to communicate many times but nothing happened.

"This is the material. Little Lori threw over a Sumeru ring: "There is also a volume of notes on refining weapons, which should help you a lot." ”

After saying that, she jumped out with her hands behind her back, feeling relaxed.

Ye Zichuan: "......"

"Refining Codex,This is what Xiao Lori gave him,It records the most basic knowledge of refining,Most of it is about how to refine spiritual weapons,There are also some about the refining of kings and divine weapons.,The last few are about how to refine holy weapons.。

In the next few days, Ye Zichuan was studying how to refine weapons, and the battle was completely handed over to the three of Xiao Lori.

On the fifth day, Ye Zichuan began to refine.

Refining is the refining of precious materials into vessels, and the control of the heat during this period is crucial, and any failure to control it is a failure.

In addition, it is necessary to brand the divine pattern and engrave the magic circle, these are not easy, and the power of the soul must surpass ordinary people to perceive the details and be meticulous, so that they will not make mistakes.

Ye Zichuan ran the "Purgatory Xuantian Sutra", and at the same time evolved the secret of the soldier's words, and a divine furnace appeared in front of him, which was engraved with divine patterns, lifelike, and the flames were monstrous.

With a wave of his hand, a bunch of worm carapaces were thrown into the furnace.

The next moment, accompanied by a puff of green smoke, the material was directly burned to ashes.

"Damn, it's not burned. Ye Zichuan was speechless for a while.

Lowering the temperature of the flames, Ye Zichuan waved his hand again and threw a bunch of materials into it.

This time, the carapace slowly melted, and after a few minutes, it turned into a puddle of liquid, and Ye Zichuan condensed and formed with the power of his soul, and the rough embryo of a long sword appeared.

Subsequently, he performed the secret of the soldier character and began to engrave the divine pattern.

Even if the secret of the word soldier is the art of controlling the army, it is also the art of refining the army, which can be ever-changing and exhaust all the magic.

At this time, the fire in Ye Zichuan's mind was also a little blazing, and there were countless runes in the clusters of flames that were arranged and combined, making Ye Zichuan's control of the refining weapon meticulous, and even the smallest changes could be noticed.