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It wasn't until the end of the auction that people found out that the really useful things at today's auction meeting, except for the items that were originally bought by Li Deyok, were basically all scavenged by Qianjin alone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Lord Li De City Lord......" Lei Guang Riyue blocked the way for Li Deyoke to leave with a smile on his face, and beside him was a gloomy Xiu Sidack.

Seeing this scene, Qian Jin shook his head slightly, and now these three people finally have a chance to re-divide the mental shock potion, but it's too late now, and I'm afraid it's not easy to talk about, right?

"I heard that Yueyue is also a demonic martial arts dual cultivator?" Li Dejoke turned his gaze to Xiu Sidaq with a smile: "I heard that the son of the vice president has been trapped in the third-level spiritual barrier for a year?"

At this moment, the faces of Lei Guang Sun and Moon and Xiu Stark became more gloomy, and what they were most afraid of in the negotiation was that the hole cards were touched, and they would fall into a very passive situation.

Hearing Li Deyok's words, he smiled weakly, and the leaders of these two forces were afraid that they would be miserable next.

Lei Guang Riyue and Xiu Stark saw the energy walking beside them, the smile on their faces, and the nameless fire in their chests that had nowhere to vent suddenly found their target, that's right!

Hugh Stark remembered that when he was about to hug Luo Qingqing's little beauty, his energy was destroyed, and his anger boiled and burned in his chest.

Lei Guang Riyue thought of his son, Lei Wei could only lie on the bed and moan now, unable to do anything, and his anger was rising again and again.

I couldn't care about feeling the anger of the two powerhouses, and my mind was full of how to make blood beads and forge that soul soldier.

"I'm afraid I still have to practice a little bit more and try to increase the success rate a little bit. "Energetic got into the carriage, and kept thinking about how to get familiar with it in the endless world after going back, whether it was the forging of soul soldiers or the production of blood, as well as the inscriptions on the blood beads, he was not ten percent sure of any of them, or he was not more than two percent sure of any of them.

"I said, Fabredis, what do you want to do?" Mu Gui sat in the carriage without intention, and finally asked the doubts that he had been holding back in his heart for a long time.

Fabreids's two eyes did not leave the Qianjin for a moment, for fear that the Qianqi would suddenly disappear out of thin air, and the fighting spirit in the body reached the most tense state of alert, if anyone dared to attack the Qianjin at this time, the Tianlu Sword would cut the opponent into minced meat, and even a brittle bone would not be found.

Energetic returned to the room safely, silently entered his own room, closed the doors and windows and entered the endless world directly to make the final preparations for forging soul soldiers.

This is not only for Fabredis, but also for himself! If he has the opportunity to become a saint in the future, then he has more experience in making soul soldiers, and there is a better chance of success in forging new soul soldiers.

Fabreidis carried the Tianlu Sword and moved the bed directly to the door of Qianjin's room, eating, drinking and sleeping in front of Qianjin's door.

Three days passed, and the people of the Lei family finally sent the time for the duel, and they walked out of the room with a look of energy, and heard the answer that the duel time was set for a month later.

After thinking about it, I am afraid that Li Deyoke and the Lei family have reached an agreement, and that agreement will not be implemented until a month later, and Lei Yueyue will be able to get the spiritual impact potion, it seems that the Lei family has lost a lot of money for this bottle of potion this time.

"Boy, can you get started?"

Compared with the energetic face, Fabraidis has been much haggard in the past three days, and has added a lot of gray hair to his temples.

He mustered up his spirit and said softly: "I'll try it, prepare me a yard where no one disturbs, and then prepare me enough coal for a month to burn in a furnace, and a hundred hammers of different types, ......all of them!

In the afternoon, he walked into the courtyard full of forging tools, and there was nothing but Fabreidis and various tools equipped with mystical potions, and nearly a thousand knives carved with inscriptions, as well as Broken Wind, Burning Path Song, and Cheklet.

Energetic picked up a knife and carefully tried to carve a magic circle on a piece of metal, which was completed very quickly.

"It feels good. He took out the metal that Fabreidis had bought for the inscription before leaving Auckland, and threw it directly into the furnace.

The next day, he took out the metal that had been completely burned red and absorbed a lot of firepower, raised the hammer and smashed it hard, a series of dazzling metal sparks, like brilliant magic, scattered and splashed under the hammer a few times, and Fabreids felt that his heart seemed to be smashed hard with the fall of the hammer.

Five days have passed, in addition to eating and sleeping, the energy has been constantly making the shell of the blood beads, and the carving of the inscriptions on two occasions is directly exploded, if it weren't for the energy to throw things out fast enough, it is estimated that the face will be blown black, and finally carved out the required blood bead inscription.

It only took one day for the fire demon blood, and four explosions were configured. Fabres felt like his heart was about to blow up as he watched from the sidelines, where was this making soul soldiers?

What Fabraids couldn't understand was his energetic look, so focused! No, it should be said that he was immersed in it, as if he had gained countless pleasures from it!

Happiness I couldn't have imagined that I would find happiness in such a situation, whether it was that kind of potion or inscription, it required amazing control, and at the same time, there were various skills to build, which was not only to test my professional skills, but also to train to the point of vindictiveness.

Pieces of rare metal were taken out of Fabraid's Fighting Realm, and then all the pieces were thrown into the furnace, and Fabraids felt as if his heart had been lost in this furnace.

A layer of solemnity was also covered on his face, this is the last and most critical step! There must be no mistake! Whether it is an inscription or blood, in the process of making, there are supplies, and you can start again when it is finished.

There is only one main material for the soul soldier! If there is a mistake in the production, it is really completely finished, and Fabreidis does not know if he will have the courage to live long enough to gather the next material.

The flame burned the metal for two days, and Energetic and Fabreids took turns doing one thing for the past two days, pulling the bellows!

Looking at the metal that was almost about to emit a burning flame, he took a deep breath, and the iron breathing method inhaled the flame heat flow in the furnace into his body, and then conducted it into the iron hammer in his hand along his arm, and the eighteen hammers of the ascending edge drew an indescribable arc in the air, colliding with the metal, blooming like a thunderous explosion!

In the past, when striking iron, there would always be countless sparks, but today's forging did not smash any sparks, the moment the sledgehammer collided with the metal, Qianjin even felt the suction of the hammer in his hand, and it gathered all the metal sparks that should have bloomed, and smashed them back into the metal.

Fabraids was dumbfounded, what kind of forging technique was this? It was such a heavy blow that not half a spark flew out of the metal.

The first hammer was successful! Energetic cheered in his heart, not daring to do any mental relaxation, hammer

"Change the hammer!" Energetic took the second sledgehammer handed by Fabreids, and when he swung the hammer again, he really knew what a rare and good tool Uncle Blake had in his hand! No matter how he struck, no matter what metal he struck, he never saw anything wrong with that hammer.

Could it be that thing, or is it an artifact? Energetic retracted his thoughts, and began to forge the metal in front of him again.

Forging, taking shape...... In addition to sleeping and eating every day, he keeps forging the metal given by Fabraids, and the previous forging will only sweat after a long, long time, but now he only needs to smash it down, and he will sweat profusely.

The consumption of mental energy, the control of strength and fighting spirit, and the selection of angles cannot tolerate a single mistake.

Sledgehammer, medium hammer, small hammer...... Different hammers, striking different positions of the weapon.

In eighteen days, he took the fire tongs and pulled the Sword of Heaven Fighting from the furnace little by little, and the Fabreids Sword of Heaven drew a blood groove in the palm of his hand, and the hot blood dripped on the Sword of Heaven and made a sneering sound, steaming up one white mist after another.

The sword entered the bucket, and the cool cold water suddenly turned into boiling hot water. The long sword changed ten buckets of cool cold water in a row, and finally stopped boiling as it did at the beginning.

"Became ......"

The spirit of energy relaxed, and he sat on the ground weakly, looking at the weapon in front of him, and his heart was stirring with countless emotions, he really didn't expect that forging a soul soldier would take nearly a month.

What's more unexpected, because of this month's all-out forging, the fighting spirit was reborn under the continuous exhaustion, and it actually reached the Second World War of Demon Suppression, and the speed of the fighting spirit was 15,000 revolutions!

"Let's strike. Fabreidis walked up to Liuyunshi with his strength: "This is the last process." ”

"Yes!" Energetic looked at the Sky Fighting Sword in his hand, this time it is estimated that it will take a whole day to open the front, and it will take a day to wash his own front technique, if he changes to a forging master who can't wash the front, I'm afraid it will take ten days and half a month to complete the opening edge, right?

The sun rose again the next day, and suddenly a flash of lightning shot into the sky in the courtyard, and the sleeping Fabraids stared at the long sword in his hand with squinted eyes, as if he was afraid of being pierced by the cold light reflected by the blade.