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The old blacksmith was surrounded by a divine glow, standing on the top of the mountain like a proud god, standing still under the thunderous and natural power of heaven's punishment.

Wei Zhuang's face was full of horror, he knew that the old blacksmith was very powerful, so powerful that a finger could bounce dozens of meters into a terrifying situation, but he never imagined that it would be so terrifying, like a god.

"Leather monkey, Lao Tzu was also the existence of the pinnacle of the Tianmen Realm back then, and now, let you see the casting methods at my peak moment. ”

The old blacksmith's voice was like a flood of bells, and even the thunder that roared and shook the sky could not be concealed.

In the Tianmen realm, Wei Zhuang knows that after the congenital is to wake up, and after awakening is to be the gate of heaven.

Tianmen Realm is already the top combat power of the earth, as for the demigods, they are all hidden old monsters, and the gods, as far as Wei Zhuang knows, there are only five gods on the earth, as for whether there are any hidden ones, it is not for Wei Zhuang to be involved.

But come to think of it, even if there is, it shouldn't be much!

The old blacksmith turned out to be the Tianmen Realm, or the peak of the Tianmen Realm, Wei Zhuang was stunned, and his brain couldn't turn for a while.

However, he was only half shocked, after all, that realm was too far away from him, too far.

Too far away that he couldn't imagine the horror.

Looking at the old blacksmith who was like a god, Wei Zhuang poured out a hope from the bottom of his heart, the higher the strength of the old blacksmith, the greater his hope of saving the old blacksmith.

Rejoice, excitement!

The old blacksmith opened the jade box, revealing a long black strip in the shape of a stick.

That is the old blacksmith treasures and treasures, and has hidden the heavenly artifacts and embryos for most of his life.

Grasping the long stick with his left hand, in vain, a blue and white flame rose from his hand and spread throughout the long stick.

Holding the giant hammer in his right hand, it was also wrapped around the fire snake, and then the giant hammer was raised high, and the clanging sound sounded, and the spark bloomed like fireworks.

Let this rain fall like splashing water, and the flames will not stop, but the rain will be like fire oil, and the flames will burn more and more.

In a few moments, the fiery serpent turned into a raging fire. The blue and white flames danced like elves in the rain.

Wei Zhuang was not surprised, he knew that the old blacksmith had fire vitality, and his flame had been cultivated to an extremely terrifying realm.

In this way, the thunder in the sky continued, and the giant hammer on the top of the mountain resounded endlessly.

"Leather monkey, see clearly, this is the old man's stunt in his life, the ninety-nine thunder hammer !!"

The old blacksmith looked up at the sky, and looked at the thunder snake that kept crossing the sky, and his momentum changed suddenly.

The head of the hammer held high actually pulled the thunder of the heavenly dome, and the thunder snake with thick arms made a surgling sound.

While!!!

The sound of earth-shattering, I saw the boulders around the old blacksmith shatter violently.

Wei Zhuang was shocked to watch.

The old blacksmith once mentioned to him that the Ninety-Nine Thunder Hammer is the power of pulling the thunder of the sky and helping him forge weapons.

And the Ninety-Nine Thunder Hammer needs to be hit ninety-nine and eighty-one times in a row, which is so powerful only for the first hammer, so what about the eighty-first hammer, how terrifying should it be?

Just when Wei Zhuang was shocked, the old blacksmith had already swung a second hammer.

In an instant, it was another raging thunder snake and blue and white flames.

When!when!when······

When the old blacksmith wielded the fifty-sixth hammer, except for his feet, there was thunder and lightning and flames within a radius of 100 meters.

Wei Zhuang had already avoided watching from a distance.

And the old blacksmith, his momentum is gradually declining.

"Bald, ninety-nine eighty-one hammer, you must not fall with a hammer, don't let me underestimate you. ”

Wei Zhuang also saw the change in the old blacksmith, and immediately shouted anxiously, his eyes were already red, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, or both.

It seemed that Wei Zhuang's words had an effect, and the old blacksmith's momentum trembled violently, and it continued to rise.

The giant hammer in his hand fell, and the rhythm remained the same.

When!when!when!!

With each hammer sound, Wei Zhuang's heart beat with it, as if the giant hammer had fallen on his heart.

Seventy strokes!

Seventy-three times!

Seventy-six!

···

Every time, Wei Zhuang silently thought in his heart. The whole person's nerves are extremely tense.

Seventy-eight times!

Seventy-nine!

There are two more hammers, which must be completed, definitely!

Wei Zhuang looked at the old blacksmith's already rickety body, kicking and puffing angrily, and the flames that came out could only maintain his hands.

Outside, thunder had already shrouded a hundred and fifty meters of the road!

Wei Zhuang was anxious, but he didn't dare to speak, it was already the most critical time, the old blacksmith had run out of oil again, and Wei Zhuang really didn't dare to disturb.

While!

Another hammer drop!

The last hammer is gone! The last hammer is left! Wei Zhuang shouted in his heart.

The old blacksmith's hammer head was held high.

Wei Zhuang's heart has mentioned his throat and eyes!

Finally, the old blacksmith seemed to exert his last bit of strength, and the hammer fell.

While!

The last bang lingered for a long time.

In the midst of the thunder, the long stick in the old blacksmith's hand had already turned into a long knife, shining brightly, and the long knife buzzed, levitating in front of the old blacksmith.

The old blacksmith's eyes were almost closed, and a flash of disappointment flashed, and in the end, it was extremely brilliant, but it still failed, and the long knife had a spirit, but no soul was born.

This is just the pinnacle of the earth's tools, the handle of the knife is like an abyss, with a cold chill, the blade is like a rainbow, swallowing the glow, the blade is like ink, like a walker in the night, plus the dragon scale-like lines, the whole sword is like a lurking dragon, waiting for the moment to wake up.

Unfortunately, the old blacksmith didn't have the power to give him the power to awaken.

Wei Zhuang fell with the last hammer, and the whole thing was like an arrow off the string, rushing into the thunderous area, ignoring the thunder and lightning that had not yet dissipated, allowing the raging thunder snake to pierce into his body, his skin and flesh opened, and even his soul felt suffocated and depressed, and it did not stop him from moving forward.

"Bald, isn't your dream to forge a heavenly weapon, and the apprentice will help you complete it today!"

"What do you want to do for me?"

The old blacksmith saw a madness in Wei Zhuang's eyes, and he suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

Regarding what Wei Zhuang said before that he wanted to help him, he just took it as comfort, and the reason why he agreed to Wei Zhuang was because he wanted Wei Zhuang to personally appreciate the mystery of the Ninety-Nine Thunder Hammer, and now, he seemed to be wrong.

Wei Zhuang didn't answer him, but looked at the levitating long knife and said, "I know you have a spirit, then don't resist, I can help you go further." ”

Buzz!

The long knife trembled.

"Okay, it's on, bald, I won't let you die, use people as a tool, create and derive !!"

With Wei Zhuang's strong drink, a cloud of white mist surged out, enveloping the long knife and the old blacksmith, and then, the white mist transformed into a three-legged tripod.

Dading is a little vague, only a general appearance, sometimes printed with flowers and plants, sometimes transformed into demon beasts, and sometimes is a human being who is the primate of all things.

It seems that all things in heaven and earth are reflected on it, so mysterious.

And the three-legged tripod is also constantly changing, four-legged, five-legged...

In this ever-changing process, the big tripod hangs high, rotating like a spinning top, and a series of gods continue to gush out, and on the top of the mountain, it seems to stage a miracle.

Time passed minute by minute, and in Dingzhong, the old blacksmith and the long knife were like two or two magnets, attracting each other and merging.

The long knife was originally the work of the old blacksmith's mind, and it had already been integrated into his spirit, and it was much easier to fuse.

"The vitality of creation is insufficient, and the fusion rate is less than one thousandth!" A mechanical voice suddenly sounded in Wei Zhuang's mind.

Suddenly, Wei Zhuang's face changed in shock, and he turned extremely white all of a sudden.

This voice is the spirit of the Creation Furnace, and it has appeared since Wei Zhuang accidentally awakened the Creation Furnace.

This machine spirit is like a super light brain, with a cold mechanical voice, giving data and methods.

Now, the machine spirit says less than a 1 in 1,000 chance!

Wei Zhuang could not accept it.

"What's the way, I want a way!!"

Wei Zhuang's eyes were bloodshot, almost crazy.

"All things are originally creation, and using the master as the carrier to forcibly extract the creation of all things can increase the success rate. ”

"Then what are you talking about, don't give me the extraction, it doesn't matter if you drain the entire Changling Mountain, I just want the master to live!!"

Wei Zhuang almost roared out.

"Because you are the carrier, in the process of extraction, your vitality will be affected to some extent, and it is estimated that you will lose twenty years of life, whether to continue!"

"yes, don't fucking be verbose, don't say twenty years, fifty years!"

Wei Zhuang's choice without hesitation was that he was only fifteen years old, and he still had a lot of time in twenty years.

What's more, can twenty years be compared to the life of an old blacksmith?

The Creation Furnace responded, and in an instant, thousands of rays of light bloomed, and a strange and mysterious light flickered, as if it was the most primordial power between heaven and earth.

For a time, Changling Mountain was accompanied by a downpour, countless plants and trees swayed, and the animals on the mountain panicked and fled one after another.

Weizhuang is like a bottomless pit, frantically absorbing the vitality extracted from all things.

Vitality, too majestic, vast as the sea.

Wei Zhuang is like a small boat floating in the sea, and the whole body acts as the transformation of ability, and the bubbling creation vitality gushes out, maintaining the forging of the creation furnace.

Rumble!

The thunder in the sky became more violent, and the dragon-like lightning roared in the sky.

Rumble!

Ten meters away from Weizhuang, the thunder and lightning finally hit the top of the mountain, and the boulder exploded, and the rubble shot out.

At the foot of Changling Mountain, the four major Zhuangzi, tens of thousands of people, can't help but look at Changling Mountain, like a minefield-like peak.

Such a terrifying thunderbolt is like the oppression of the apocalypse, unprecedented!

Adults are all panicking, not to mention children, they are all scared and crying.

Wei Xiyuan looked at the heavy rain outside, his eyebrows were furrowed, from the afternoon, to now, Wei Zhuang has not come back.

Outside, it was heavy rain and thunder and lightning. Her eyelids didn't stop throbbing for no reason.

"Zhuang'er should be fine, right?"

In a panic, Wei Xiyuan actually stood at the door all the time, looking at the cement path home.