The refining materials that can be collected on the continent now are basically located in the center of this volcano at this time.

Zhang Ran was in charge of looking for it, and the rest of the elders were responsible for clanging iron around Leng Xing and accompanying him.

It's not that they have to do the task of making weapons themselves.

It's a weapon that can withstand attacks from the sky, and it's really not good to be conventional.

It needs to be remade.

Moreover, now the conventional weapons can't withstand it, and Leng Xing depicts the formation on it.

At the beginning of Leng Xing, he also thought about using some immortal weapons to carve the formation on it.

Who knew that at the beginning, not long after the depiction was made, the immortal artifact was directly shattered.

He tried two or three times, destroying two or three immortal weapons.

In the end, he decided to do what he had thought of in the first place.

Rebuild one from scratch so it's safe and reliable.

When Zhang Ran was looking for refining materials outside, he met some monks.

After they learned of Zhang Ran's idea, they also took the initiative to give Zhang Ran the treasure they had collected.

What's more, there are many monks who personally delivered things to the place where Leng Xing is.

They admired Leng Xing's thoughts, and they also wanted to do their part for the sake of this continent.

In this way, this New Year, as if a plague, spread everywhere on the mainland.

Everyone began to send their treasures to this small village.

Gradually, the village began to liven up, and even had a name.

Hope Village......

As for Leng Xing, he also has an additional identity.

The King of Men ......

The king of the human race.

Look at this scene as it happens.

In an instant, the people on the Sisheng Continent were dumbfounded.

"In this case, this Leng Xing is actually the first generation of human kings."

"It's not all, didn't you see what the monk said in the picture, it's that Leng Xing is too low-key, that's why he is called the king of people."

"However, he didn't expect that from that day on, there would be no human emperor on the continent anymore, and the highest one would be the human king."

"I heard that the first generation of people at that time, the king, seemed to be gone before the age of forty, it turned out that he was a cold star."

"Well, I guess I died under that mouth again, if it's not estimated, it's the end of his life, and his body is already very bad."

People on the mainland, you and I began to discuss word by word.

With the information on the screen now, they can't accept it anymore.

You know, monks can never agree on the same thing.

In the past tens of thousands of years, the only time they have agreed on a unified opinion is probably the one when Qin Ming subdued them.

Although they established an anti-Yan Emperor alliance, which can be regarded as a unanimous opinion, there are still some hermits who are reluctant to come out.

Another thing that made them jaw-dropping was probably Leng Xing, the reincarnation of the Pangu God.

It was actually the first generation of human kings.

is still blocked by others, not what I want to be.

At that time, in that era, the lowliest person, after turning over, actually became the king of people.

Everyone couldn't help but be a little surprised.

It's just that the more surprising things are still to come.

They looked at the picture, and a huge, black-purple gate suddenly appeared.

That's what they were in front of, the gates of hell.

in the picture.

Cold Star is located in the center of the volcano, working day and night to build what is on hand.

The elders on the side are also conscientious, and they don't look lazy in the slightest.

With more and more things being delivered.

Leng Xing's work is getting busier and busier.

"Sect Master, Sect Master, there is a monk who sent immortal water, saying that drinking this can prolong your life for thirty years, you ......"

Leng Xing waved his hand, he had eaten and drunk too many things that could prolong his life over the years.

Even if he drank this fairy water, he could only prolong his life for three years, only one-tenth, which was too extravagant for him.

"It's okay, I can last a few more years, don't worry."

In this way, after forty years of building, Leng Xing finally completed his idea at that time.

The gates of hell have finally been made.

In fact, normally speaking, Leng Xing will not live for forty years at all.

When he came back, he was almost forty years old.

By now, he is eighty years old.

Even if it's a normal person, eighty years old, it's basically time.

What's more, when he was born, he was destroyed by someone and ruined his dantian, and his life span would be shortened a lot.

The people on the Sisheng Continent couldn't help but start worrying at this time.

"This, you see that he has gray hair and looks old now, I think he will be tired to death because of the construction of the gate of hell."

"What you said is not unreasonable, you must know that Emperor Yan closed it a little bit at that time, and sent his life to the gate of hell."

"It's time-consuming, labor-intensive, and painstaking to build, and I, hey, I don't want to, but that's probably how cruel it is."

Now the prototype of this gate of hell is already there, but it is estimated that it will be some time before it is completely built.

They all began to speculate, and some even began to bet on how long it would take for the gates of hell to be built.

"I'll bet for five years."

"Foolish, you see that the Pangu God is now, basically has a life span of one or two years, two years at most."

While they were still talking, they were interrupted by a voice.

"Look, there's a change again."

The change this person is talking about is not the gate of hell, nor Leng Xing, but Angel who accompanied Leng Xing away before.

At this time, Angel was even more slim, bright and bright, plus her red cheeks.

is no different from a normal seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

She was holding a lot of treasures in her hands, and if she looked closely, the bodies of these treasures were faintly radiating.

After walking into the house, she put the treasures on the table one by one.

Suddenly, the baby in her arms was all abandoned by her on the ground.

"These people are getting worse and worse now, so these pieces of waste are coming to fool me."

"Heh, what a white jade tiger, what has spirituality, it's just a waste that can shine."

After speaking, she gathered spiritual power in her hand, and in an instant, she destroyed this white jade glow.

One after the other, none of them pleasing to her eyes.

"Qi'er, don't be in such a hurry, there will be about the same."

The voice that spoke was a white jade fan from Angel's waist.

This is the fan that she used to hide.

Angel narrowed her eyes, and the spiritual power in her hand skyrocketed: "You are also a waste, what a long time, you can't become a spirit yet, only a voice." ”

White Jade Fan: "......"

In an instant, a white light flew out of the room.

The white jade fan was lying on the ground, and there was a faint black aura on its body.

This aura is generally the same as that on Angel's body at this time......