This black hammer, the artistic conception brought up, made the surrounding invisible and substantial flames, as if trapped in a small pool, the black snake-like crocodile beast, it was originally able to deal with physical attacks freely, at this moment, the whole head was knocked unconscious, and the surrounding surging flames were also knocked unconscious, as if it had lost its backbone, and collapsed like mist.

"What's going on?" The Three Veins Lord cupped his forehead, his eyes were angry, he was connected to the spirit of the Black Burning Hell Fire, and this hammer was also hit on his head.

In the other dimension, the absolutely dominant flame is still terrifying at the moment, but it has become scattered, like an army without a command, with infinite destructive power.

The stonemason was in the middle of it, and although he had the advantage of one blow, in the process of colliding with the Eight Desolation Fires, he was inevitably stained with flames, and a lot of flesh and blood were scorched, and his hair was also scorched.

His injuries were not light, but his eyes were fierce and bright, with the release of anger, and there was a hint of complexity, which made him develop the hammer for ten thousand years, and placed his promise on the girl who had accompanied him, and now, it fell on the enemy who killed her.

It's her hammer, but now it's her own hammer of revenge!

The stonemason ignored the surrounding black inferno, let them fall on himself, and all the spirit of his body was concentrated on the black hammer in his hand, without the slightest interruption and hesitation, after a hammer hit, another hammer, fell on the giant beast that the black inferno fire turned into, boom, the giant beast wailed, it was just a flame, no substance, and now, under this iron hammer, it finally tasted the taste of physical attack.

The stonemason was burned by the surrounding flames again, although the black hammer in his hand restrained the black inferno fire, but the strength of the Three Vein Vein Lord and the Eight Desolation Flames was extraordinary, and he was at the same level, if he wanted to suppress them, he would not be able to take into account the surrounding flooding flames.

However, even though the flames burned, the stonemason's attack did not stop, and at this moment, he was like a machine wielding a hammer, blow after blow, like madness and demons, this is the pain of ten thousand years.

Each of the stonemason's hammers fell on the body of the Black Burning Hell Fire, but also on the body of the Three Veins Lord, the body of the Three Veins was shocked, a wisp of blood was constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, his chest and abdomen trembled, and his injuries were constantly superimposed.

The Black Burning Hell Fire was suppressed, and under the iron hammer, there was no power to fight back, and all the flames were controlled by the iron hammer, and at this moment, the Eight Desolation Divine Fire seemed to have lost its original power and turned into an ordinary flame.

In this space, the stonemason is like a blacksmith in the refining shop, frantically swinging the hammer and knocking on the iron tools on the stone platform, like beating the bitterness of life!

This hammer is the stonemason's determination to betray Tianzhu City and leave the trust of all his senior brothers, and it is also his guilt for the girl he once had.

"Poof!" the Three Veins Lord spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell into the flames and was burned to ashes.

He couldn't believe that the legendary Eight Desolation Divine Fire, and the Eight Desolation Divine Fire that were one with himself, seemed to be under his own hammer by the stonemason at this moment.

At this moment, the stonemason was the alchemist, and he seemed to be just an artifact, forged under the black inferno fire.

The Three Veins Lord spat out a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, and the stonemason's attack was too crazy, hitting the Black Burning Hell Fire, like hitting his internal organs, the core of his soul.

The Three Veins Lord has been hit hard!

"Why? Why did you kill her!" cried the stonemason, his voice questioning, his voice tinged with grief, but his hammer was harder than the other!

The Master of the Three Veins used to be his third senior brother, the senior brother who taught him swordsmanship when he worshiped his master, and the senior brother who often pleaded with the master after he made a mistake, and even punished on his behalf.

Once, he was the person he respected the most besides his master!

However, when the girl's face slowly lost its vitality in front of him, when he recognized the identity of the disguised person, everything suddenly collapsed.

He couldn't believe it, he quietly asked for confirmation again and again, but the result was always desperate.

"If you want to kill me, why don't you want her to come by my side when I'm traveling alone?!" the stonemason shouted again, and as the hammer landed on the chest of the three-vein master, causing him to vomit blood.

He knew that this senior brother who he once respected was to kill him that time, but it was the seventh senior sister who was implicated!

"You killed the Seventh Senior Sister with a sword, and then, you don't dare to use a sword anymore! In that case, why do you want to kill her?!" The stonemason questioned one after another, falling on the heart of the Three Veins Lord, causing some things in his memory that he did not want to recall, and in his heart, some resentment and remorse that had long been forgotten swept through his heart again.

The three-vein lord closed his mouth tightly, and his face, which had always been calm, revealed a trace of hideousness, but this hideousness did not last long before disappearing, and his eyes were replaced by indifference again.

"Eighth Senior Brother, Seventh Senior Sister is dead, we are all very sad, but what I didn't do is not done!" said the Three Veins Master.

Hearing this, the stonemason's eyes suddenly became angry and turned scarlet, and the violent emotions became clearer in him.

"Die!" roared the stonemason!

The hammer in his hand was raised again, this time, not used before, the entire hammer was brought with great might, and the surrounding flames were all driven by this black hammer.

This alien space seems to be controlled by this black hammer.

Boom!

The black flame beast, under this hammer, the whole body became flattened, and it was also a nest fire in its heart, as the Eight Desolation Divine Fire, it had not been pressed like this before

This hammer is born to be the nemesis of flames!

How could anyone have developed such a thing?

Judging from the rich experience of the Black Burning Inferno, this hammer is not perfect, and if its host's cultivation could be stronger, it would not be so passive.

However, this black hammer that can even restrain the Eight Desolation Divine Flames is a sprout, and it is not a good thing for their flame clan!

How could there be such a human being, and such a terrifying artifact?!

The Black Burning Hellfire is deeply jealous in his heart!

The Black Burning Hell Fire, the entire flame body, is about to fall apart, this feeling is very new to it, as a flame, formless and substantial, it is a very common thing to disperse, it has no "frame", how to disperse?

However, at this time, it did not like this feeling, it was too painful and uncomfortable, and the spirit of the flame was hurting!

"Solve the matter yourself!"

Eventually, the Black Burning Hell Flame shrank into the body of the Three Vein Masters, and it was no longer able to do anything, and with its current power, there was nothing it could do against the hammer.

With the disappearance of the Black Burning Hell Fire, this alien space once again returned to its previous emptiness, the stonemason, his whole body was scorched black, and he couldn't see the original appearance at all, but he straightened up, and the hammer stood on the ground, staring at the three-vein master.