Belch......

Silence, Yang Feng heard his crazy cultivation method, his pupils couldn't help but tremble slightly, and immediately waved his hand righteously: "Since ancient times, no one has died in life, and he can live every day. Brother, don't take life and death too seriously. Even if I were to be killed by that assassin in the future, I would never drink this molten iron in order to become stronger. I'm just an ordinary person, not Xiao Yan, with a big hatred and a burden of humiliation. I'm a person who is easily satisfied, but I can't stand suffering, and I'd rather die comfortably than live to suffer. Your plans, don't participate, bye-bye!"

As he spoke, Yang Feng wanted to pull out his legs and slip away.

"Soul Sacred Robe, catch him!"

His face sank, and the Holy Ancestor said lightly.

Shout!

With a dodge, the Heart Soul Holy Robe instantly came to Yang Feng, and he was detained from behind.

Yang Feng was in a hurry and scolded: "Girl, whose magic weapon are you? You dare to arrest your master? Let me go, do you hear?"

There was no movement, and the robe held him firmly in place.

"I'll go, and I'll turn against you. Earth-centered Ice Lotus, freeze this dead robe for me!" Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, looked at the Earth-centered Ice Lotus again, and roared.

But the Ice Lotus in the Heart of the Earth didn't move at all, floating quietly in the air, as if it didn't listen to him.

His face couldn't help but twitch hard, and Yang Feng immediately scolded with an angry face: "Damn, aren't they all reversed?

"It's not that they don't listen to you, but they do it for your good!"

At this time, the Holy Ancestor floated in front of him again and said with a smile: "These earth-level magic weapons are all treasures that absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, the aura of heaven and earth, and give birth to spirituality. They understand what I just said, and they know that my plan will do you no harm, so why can't you understand it?"

"Brother, it's not that I don't understand, it's that I don't want to suffer that sin. I'm here for tourism, and I said I'd give me a full-level account, and I'll have a good time in this game world, why do I have to swallow a strange fire like Xiao Yan and suffer from burning? I don't want to get stronger, I just want to travel, just have fun, recruit who to provoke, alas. ”

Yang Feng shook his head and sighed, but the Holy Ancestor patted him on the shoulder again and persuaded: "If you come, you will be safe, who let you come to a world where the strong are respected......?

"I'm not going to go, okay, I'll nest in these ten empires and be my human village chief. I don't want to see any righteous gods, demon gods, or evil gods, okay?"

"No way!"

With an unprecedentedly solemn expression, the Holy Ancestor shook his head and said solemnly, "With your identity, I will see them sooner or later." There is no escaping the conflict of interests between God and God. Besides, you still want to help me get revenge, even if you want to retreat, I won't let you retreat. ”

"Soul robe, pour the molten iron into him. ”

As he spoke, the Holy Ancestor gave a command to the flame robe.

When the robe heard it, the flames suspended in the air not far away, holding the steaming molten iron, slowly floated over and approached Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's pupils suddenly burst out, his heart was shocked, and he suddenly roared heartbreakingly: "Wait, don't go too far, believe it or not, I'll change the tuba immediately and beat you to death!"

"Do you believe that I'm going to kill you before you change your tuba?"

"What?"

Yang Feng was taken aback, and looked at the Holy Ancestor in disbelief, only to see that there was no half of temperature in the eyes of the old brother, only endless indifference. It seems that what he just said was not a joke, but serious.

Glaring at him fiercely, at this time, the Holy Ancestor was no longer fighting with him as usual, like a big brother, but really showed the momentum of the superior, and shouted in an unquestionable tone: "Boy, I solemnly warn you, between account changes, it will take three seconds at the earliest. If you dare not act according to my cultivation plan, I will let you leave this world completely before you officially resume your status as a god. Don't you rather die than suffer this sin, then I will let you die comfortably. ”

"No, man. We have no grievances and no hatred, and we are still the only fellows in the world. I'm the one who knows you best, the only one who can talk to you about Jin Yong, games, and the culture and history of your hometown, you don't have to fix me like this, right?"

His face was pale, and Yang Feng was about to cry.

The Holy Ancestor looked at him coldly and sneered, "You are the only hope I have waited for for tens of thousands of years. As a result, if you pick on me now, I can make you die a good death. In short, you are now on two paths. Either do what I say, or be like me, be a ghost, stay with me, huh!"

His face stiffened, Yang Feng's brows furrowed deeply, staring at his stubborn face, speechless.

The Holy Ancestor sighed lightly and gave the Holy Robe a look, and the Holy Robe continued to pour the piece of molten iron into Yang Feng's mouth.

When Yang Feng saw it, he didn't feel anxious, and shouted: "Wait, light, slow, can you let it cool down a little and then give me a drink...... Ahh

Hiss!

As if boiling water soup pork, as soon as the hot molten iron touched Yang Feng's lips, even if his entire mouth melted, everything he passed, regardless of his tongue or throat, was gone.

He couldn't believe that he, a god, would one day be subjected to such inhuman torture.

What is Xiao Yan swallowing a strange fire? Look at us, we swallow molten iron! That torture is worse than a flame barbecue.

Suddenly, Yang Feng's eyes rolled and his spirit was about to collapse.

Fortunately, the Holy Ancestor on the side used his powerful spiritual power to awaken his consciousness, but this was not necessarily a good thing for him. Because he fainted, he didn't need to pay attention to such pain, but under the stimulation of the Holy Ancestor's powerful spiritual power, he was extremely awake at this time, and the pain that penetrated ten thousand times deep into the bone marrow immediately made his tears run dry.

"Don't faint, hurry up and use all the two skills of the forging technique, you still need to be hard to strike iron!" The Holy Ancestor roared, Yang Feng reacted at this time, and immediately moved his mind, and used both the forging technique and the vajra body.

In an instant, the molten iron began to change, no longer flowing from the surface of Yang Feng's body, but began to soak into his body as if it were a nutrient solution.

But even so, the hot temperature was still destroying his physical system.

"Ice Lotus in the Heart of the Earth, Green Jade Staff, keep up and restore his body vitality!"

At this time, the Holy Ancestor roared again, and the two earth-level magic weapons, the Ice Lotus in the Heart of the Earth and the Green Jade Staff, immediately stepped forward, each casting their magical powers, and the bubbling and vigorous life force and revival vitality poured on Yang Feng's body.

Yang Feng's body that had been melted by the molten iron was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the molten iron began to officially merge with it.

The surface of his skin even had a faint metallic glow.

Call!

With a long breath of burning breath, Yang Feng suddenly became a lot more refreshed, after all, with the cold air of the ice lotus in the center of the earth cooling him, he was not as painful as before, but he still collapsed very much, and his eyes were black, and he fainted.

Seeing this, the Holy Ancestor smiled with satisfaction.

Anyway, he has already opened the skill, even if he faints, it will be fine. The forging technique will automatically start forging for him.

The peerless god of war in the future has finally taken the first difficult step. After having this foundation, it will not be so painful to smelt in the future. Isn't it hard to start everything, hahaha.

The Holy Ancestor was looking up to the sky and laughing, his face full of joy.

The three strange attendants of the sun, moon and stars, standing on the top of the towering tree, surrounded Yang Feng in a triangle, guarded all around, looked back from time to time, and couldn't stop shivering.

Is this Holy Ancestor teaching the sect leader some secret technique of his own sect? It seems that his cultivation is very difficult, and the sect leader's strength is actually dizzy, it is really terrifying, tsk!