The ancient era, the sixth era of the Gods and Demons Continent, was the era of the rise of the human race, and countless strong people poured out, laying the basic pattern of the current Gods and Demons Continent.

From the ancient era to the present, three million years of time, those ancient artifacts that can still be left behind are rare in heaven and earth, and they all have terrifying divine power.

Ren Ingenuity said that the Sin Prison Tower was only a half-finished product, if it was completed, it could be compared to the ancient artifact, how could it not shock Fang Yun.

"This is only the first layer of the Prison Tower, you can stay here in the future and learn the way of refining. ”

Ren Ingenuity said lightly, the space was suddenly distorted, a set of refining tools, and a huge meteorite, condensed out of thin air, were prepared for Fang Yun.

"From now on, you will forge this piece of extraterrestrial meteoric iron, when will it be forged to the size of a fist, when will I teach you the art of refining weapons, you can arrange your own time. “

After Ren Yixin finished speaking, the figure disappeared from this space.

Fang Yun began to forge this huge piece of meteoric iron, bored and dry, repeating the same action over and over again, this was a test of patience and perseverance, Ren Ingenuity could endure for thirty years, there was no reason why Fang Yun couldn't do it.

Fang Yun weighed this piece of meteoric iron, it had to weigh at least 100,000 catties, it was extremely hard, even with the sharpness of the ink knife, Fang Yun had to use all his strength to barely cut a small piece.

Even if it is the most ordinary black iron ore of 100,000 catties, it is extremely difficult to forge it to the size of a fist, let alone such a hard extraterrestrial meteoric iron.

Fang Yun didn't give up, starting from the first small piece of meteoric iron, the clanging sound of the crisp sound reverberated in this space, and it lasted for a long time.

Fang Yun enjoyed the process of forging iron very much, it was like a hearty battle, and the hard meteorite was his opponent.

At the same time as forging iron, the cultivation of Tianluo Thunder Body is also improving at an extremely fast speed, and every day there is some refinement, every three days, Ren Ingenuity will appear once, take a look at the progress of Fang Yun Wrought Iron, and bring a few rare elixirs.

Fang Yun had almost forgotten the time, completely immersed in the wrought iron.

On this day, an uninvited guest came to the space in the prison tower.

It is a spirit beast, faintly surging not weak demon yuan, the body is only a foot high, the body of a human-faced beast, round, the whole body is dark, like a briquette, obviously it is still a cub that has just been born not long ago, climbed onto Fang Yun's body, jumped up and down, so that Fang Yun had to stop the giant hammer in his hand.

"Hey, you're the old guy's apprentice. The little one said.

Fang Yun's expression was slightly shocked, only a spirit beast with the bloodline of the Flood Desolate Demon Clan, the Ancient Alien Species, or the Ancient Relic Species would have the spiritual intelligence of no less than a human at a young age, this little guy could speak out people, which showed that his origin was not small.

Without waiting for Fang Yun to answer, the little guy looked Fang Yun up and down, Fang Yun at this time, because of the long-term wrought iron, was completely dark and embarrassed.

Immediately, the little guy said in a tone of contempt: "No wonder I have no quality like that old guy, I don't look good, I don't wear anything, I only know the wood bumps of wrought iron." “

Fang Yun suddenly couldn't bear it, grandma is a bear, such a small cub, she dares to be arrogant in front of Lao Tzu, her body shook, and she wanted to throw the little guy down, the little guy's claws firmly grasped Fang Yun's clothes, and let out a mockery.

Fang Yun was furious, stretched out his hand and grabbed the spirit beast, the little guy was extremely fast, slippery as a loach, and he didn't catch it after several tosses.

"Tasteless humans want to catch me too. ”

The little guy said triumphantly, and jumped into the iron-making furnace, fearless of the scorching flames that erupted from the furnace.

"Super unproductive black briquettes!"

Fang Yun pointed at the little guy and gave it the nickname Black Briquette.

The little guy was suddenly furious, his teeth and claws were dancing, his appearance was simple, and his angry appearance was not terrible at all.

"You're the briquette!" said the little guy angrily.

"Hahaha, black briquettes, you are black briquettes, your whole family is black briquettes!"

Fang Yun laughed and said, poking at the little guy's weakness, secretly refreshed.

"You're the black briquette, your whole family is a black briquette!"

The little guy learned to repeat Fang Yun's words, extremely angry, obviously very dissatisfied with the name 'black briquette'.

"You're the black briquette, and your whole family is a black briquette. ”

Fang Yun looked contemptuous and raised his middle finger towards the little guy.

Unexpectedly, the little guy was not to be outdone, he first stretched out five claws, then retracted four more, and made the same movement as Fang Yun, and the other hand pinched his small waist full of fat, and waved towards Fang Yun like a demonstration.

"You're the black briquette, and your whole family is a black briquette. The little guy said angrily.

Such a repetitive conversation, said more than a thousand times, Fang Yun and this little spirit beast shouted at the top of their throats, their mouths were already dry, their voices were hoarse, the two of them stared at each other with big eyes, no one refused to give in, no one refused to stop first.

"You are the black briquette, your whole family is the black briquette!"

The little guy said again, his voice was like a duck's call, panting, but he refused to lag behind Fang Yun by half a point in terms of momentum.

Fang Yun really couldn't go on, and if he said it again, he was afraid that he couldn't help but vomit, no matter how nice the words were, repeating them thousands of times would make people feel disgusting, not to mention swearing foul language.

"Hahahaha, I won, you black briquette!"

The little guy laughed, his expression exaggerated, extremely excited, the words 'black briquette' finally did not fall on his head.

At this moment, Fang Yun sat on the ground, took off his boots, and revealed his feet, which was the cleanest and fairest place on Fang Yun's body.

The gap between the ten toes, stretched wide to the limit, and swung vigorously at the little one.

"Hahaha, do you see?

Fang Yun laughed and said, using his own feet to show off his might, facts always speak louder than words.

The little guy stretched out his feet, as dark as his body, and searched all the corners of his body, and found no white places such as Yun's feet, and suddenly showed a depressed expression.

Fang Yun lay on the ground and laughed, this little guy was so funny.

The little guy jumped down from the top of the furnace, stood in front of Fang Yun, waved his claws at Fang Yun, and said angrily: "I'm not the black briquette, I'm the instrument spirit of the Sin Prison Tower!"

"Machine spirits?"

Fang Yun was shocked in his heart and stood up.

"You're the machine spirit of the Prison Tower?"

Fang Yun said in surprise, and pinched the little guy's body with his hand, confirming that this was a living spirit beast.

"Isn't it only the soul of a demon beast that can be a machine spirit? You are a living spirit animal, how to be a machine spirit. ”

The little guy looked at Fang Yun with a proud face, as if he was looking at an idiot, and snorted: "Ignorant and stupid humans, who said that a living demon clan can't be a machine spirit." ”

Fang Yun's face was black, and he didn't know who this little guy learned from, and he owed so much.

"Black briquettes!" Fang Yun said not to be outdone.

"Ignorance!"

"Black briquettes!"

"Shallow humans!"

"Black briquettes!"

"Inferior species!"

"Black briquettes!"

............

"Black briquettes!"

No matter what the little guy said, Fang Yun kept repeating the words 'black briquette', so angry that the little guy opened his teeth and claws, and jumped like thunder.

"You two don't make trouble, Fang Yun, it's a devouring beast, the machine spirit I found. Ren ingenuity's figure appeared out of thin air and said calmly.

(To be continued.) )