Chapter 261: The Missing Divine Craftsman, the Bloodbathed Martial Spirit Palace

Gengxin City.

It is located in the main city in the western part of the Star Luo Empire.

Because the main meeting of the Blacksmiths Association was set up here, the whole city gathered most of the blacksmiths in the mainland, with a total population of only a few hundred thousand, and there were more than 10,000 blacksmiths alone.

Among them, there are nearly 2,000 people who belong to the Blacksmiths' Guild, and they spend their days in the building of the main meeting of the Blacksmiths' Guild in the center of the city.

In the blacksmith registration and assessment area on the third floor, several blacksmith masters who had just finished assessing others and were idle were gathering together at this moment, only to see one of them speak with a puzzled face.

"What do you say those blacksmith masters are doing in the high-rise smith's foundry room? Counting the time, it hasn't been in the public eye for nearly a year, right? ”

The other sighed slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Who knows? Lou Gao Shenjiang and his four grandmaster apprentices should be researching something new, right? I hope to bring some surprises to the Blacksmiths' Guild. ”

"In the past year, there hasn't even been a town, and the outside world will think that our blacksmith association has closed down."

"I heard from a person who delivered food last time that he seemed to hear an unfamiliar voice coming from inside while he was putting it at the door."

"Huh? It can't be, the foundry room on the fifth floor is only qualified to enter the Forge Grandmaster, and no new Grandmaster has come to the Blacksmith Guild during this time. ”

"Maybe I heard it wrong."

While several master blacksmiths were talking, there was still a clanging sound in the No. 1 foundry room on the fifth floor.

If anyone could see the scene inside, they would find that there were indeed not only the Divine Craftsman Lou Gao and his four apprentices, but also a young man with dark blue hair.

The person who was banging and beating was none other than the master of the gods, and at this moment he looked tired, and his short unkempt hair was soaked with sweat for the first time.

Compared with the height of the building, although the face of the man on the side is also a little pale, it is a sickly pale that has not seen the sun for a long time, and it is still much better in terms of complexion.

The man was sitting on a bench, like a leisurely overseer, watching the king of the craftsmen toiling in front of him.

And in the whole room, the most miserable were the four middle-aged men beside the man, who looked sluggish, tears were faintly visible on their dirty faces, and what was even more terrifying was that there were several blood holes on each person's body.

Judging by the degree of healing and the blackened blood around the wound, there are new and old times, but even the latest wounds have been there for a long time.

If ordinary people were injured so seriously and didn't treat them in time, they might have died a long time ago, but the cultivation of these middle-aged men had all reached the Soul Saint level, and their strong cultivation made their vitality far surpass that of ordinary people, so they were lucky to survive.

Of course, in their own hearts, it is difficult to say whether this is a kind of luck or not.

The four of them occasionally looked up at the busy figure, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and their red eyes were full of guilt and pain.

I think they would not hesitate to end their lives if they had a choice.

And now, they can only stare at the leisurely man on the side, the hatred in their eyes is like substance.

This devil is the one who has done all this!

A year ago, Tang San came to the Blacksmith Association with a letter of recommendation from another Divine Craftsman Titan, although the murderous aura on the other party's body made them very unhappy, but because of the letter, they still treated each other politely.

Things were fine from the beginning, the other party discussed with them, and also came up with various hidden weapon drawings, the subtlety of which made them, who had been studying delicate equipment for many years, amazed.

And just when they were discussing the hidden weapon called the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, when Lou Gao said that it was not without a chance after studying the drawings for a few days, Tang San finally showed his fangs.

After nearly a week of communication, they could be said to have completely relaxed their vigilance towards Tang San, who would have thought that the other party would poison the food at that time, and after they were all under control, Tang San finally said what he wanted.

Let their master, the master of the building, help him create the rainstorm pear flower needle, and how could their straightforward master be threatened?

Even the Martial Spirit Hall had put pressure on Lou Gao, but Lou Gao did not give in, and Tang San, who got the answer, did not make a move on Lou Gao, but used the spider spear with barbs that emerged from his back to start piercing holes in the four of them in front of Lou Gao.

Looking at the four apprentices who were tortured because of their decisions, Lou Gao finally broke down and compromised, agreeing to help each other make Rainstorm Pear Flower Needles.

Now looking at their master's increasingly haggard face in order to make this rainstorm pear blossom needle, their hearts were full of remorse, some for themselves, some for the man in front of them, and some for the Titan Divine Craftsman.

It's not that they haven't thought about saving themselves, but the other party's mental power seems to be very sharp, and if they make any small moves, they will be tortured inhumanely.

Coupled with the fact that the other party put them in a state of serious injury but not death, it can be said that they have no ability to resist at all.

In order not to add to the burden on the height of the building, they can only put their minds away.

As for suicide? Let's not talk about whether they are sure to succeed in front of Tang San, once they commit suicide, Lou Gao, who has lost their concern, will definitely not make hidden weapons for each other again, and the final result will be a dead end.

As apprentices, they also can't watch their master lose his life because of their choices.

Every day, food was brought to the door, and then one of the four of them went to the door to pick it up, and this life lasted for more than ten months.

What allowed them to survive was the belief that their master and apprentice wanted each other to live, after all, Tang San had promised that as long as they could make the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, they would be able to survive.

Of course, it is not ruled out that this statement is a deception to them.

And now, this nightmare is almost over.

After several failures, Lou Gao seems to have finally found the trick, and the last month of almost sleepless hard work, a total of five sets of rainstorm pear flower needles, is about to be completed.

I saw that Tang San's eyes lit up with purple light, and after carefully observing the hidden weapon in the other party's hand, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad. is worthy of being the king of divine craftsmen, and it is indeed right to come to you. ”

Hearing the other party's mocking words, Lou Gao's hands holding the forging hammer suddenly burst out, and then when he saw the four weak apprentices, his hands loosened again, and his voice was a little begging.

"You promised, as long as I build it, you will let us go."

"Of course, of course, you should thank me, without me using their lives as a threat to power you, you wouldn't have made such an elaborate secret weapon so quickly, could you?"

His level ascension has slowed down, and he must absorb strong people to quickly rise up, which is why he does not hesitate to threaten the building.

Only in this way can he urge the other party to hurry up and make it, so that he can kill Title Douluo, if he waits for a few more years, the daylily will be cold.

"As a blacksmith, you should be honored to be able to create such a top-notch object."

Tang San said as he turned his head to look at the four people on the side.

"However, there are still some key materials needed for the final casting."

Lou Gao frowned when he heard this, not only him, but the other four people obviously felt that something was wrong.

"What material?"

"Of course it is"

As Tang San spoke, the spider spear behind him burst out of his body, piercing the shoulders of the four people like lightning.

Just kidding, how could he let outsiders know about the production method of the Tangmen secret weapon?

From the moment these five people looked at the drawings of the secret weapon of the Tang Sect, they already had a way to die, and it was absolutely impossible for them to let them go.

Now there is only one last step left in the rainstorm pear flower needle, and this step can be completed by yourself, and naturally there is no need for the other party.

In addition, the five people have not appeared in the public eye for nearly a year, and the only one who can detect that something is wrong is the person who delivers food every day.

In response to this, he deliberately irregularly asked the four of them to go to the door to pick up the food, so it would take at least a day or two for the person delivering the food to notice that something was wrong, and by that time, he would have already run away.

The four people who had never really believed in Tang San's promise reacted immediately, but even if they did, their weak bodies did not allow them to resist, and a trace of determination flashed in their eyes when they figured it out in an instant, only to hear the middle-aged man named Long roar loudly.

"Teacher! Walk! ”

As soon as they finished speaking, they were stabbed in the shoulder, and the intense pain made them grunt.

Lou Gao's eyes were cracked when he saw this scene, and he roared angrily.

"Let them go!"

"Don't worry, you'll be with them now"

Sen Han's voice sounded, a cruel smile appeared on Tang San's face, and a spider spear also pierced towards Lou Gao, but Lou Gao was not harmed by Tang San because he wanted to build a secret weapon, except for exhaustion, he was not as powerless as the other four.

A white, two yellow, three purple and one black appeared under his feet, seven soul rings, lit up one after another in anger, as a blacksmith, most of his soul rings also increased their strength, and under a hammer, he forcibly repelled the spider spear that attacked him.

Seeing that the prey actually dared to resist, a trace of anger flashed in Tang San's eyes, and a pitch-black hammer appeared in his hand, three purple, one black, one purple and two black, and seven soul rings that were enough to force obsessive-compulsive disorder to death emerged from under his feet.

"Haotian Hammer!? Are you from Haotian Sect!? ”

A trace of anger flashed in Lou Gao's eyes, no wonder the Titan would write a letter to introduce this guy to him, and he was still a dog in Haotian Sect.

At this moment, he wanted to eat the Titan alive.

"Now that you know, let's die!"

Just as Tang San was about to make another move, the soul power in the four human bodies that he had stabbed was violently rioting at this moment, obviously about to explode itself.

"You're looking for death!"

His face suddenly turned hideous, if he wanted to complete the production of the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, he must integrate the human qi and blood into the deep sea Sinking Silver Mother at the moment when the casting was completed.

This is also the reason why he didn't kill these four people just now, once a person dies, his qi, blood and soul power will be lost in a large amount of time, and there is no time to melt it at all.

"Teacher, let's go!"

"Avenge us!"

Seeing the determination in the eyes of several apprentices, Lou Gao's body trembled violently.

He knew that he was not capable of saving them, and if he stayed here, the end that awaited him would also be death.

Death is not terrible, but what he fears is that he dies here, and the truth will be buried forever.

Now that he knows the identity of the other party, he must escape.

Let Haotian Sect, these brutes, pay the price for their actions!

Tang San no longer had the energy to take care of the height of the building at this moment, only to see his eyes sharpen, and the other four spider spears slammed into the dantian of the four people.

The four of them trembled, and the intense pain made their whole bodies convuls, and the originally disordered soul power passed rapidly like a balloon that had burst.

Along with the soul power, there is also the vitality of the four of them.

Seeing this scene, Tang San immediately made a decision, adhering to the principle that it cannot be wasted, and directly used the Crane Capture Dragon to suck the rainstorm pear flower needle accessories on the platform into his hand and throw them into the burning forge, and at the same time, with a flick of the spider spear, the four people were also thrown into the forge.

The blazing flames instantly ignited their bodies, but at this moment, they didn't seem to feel pain, and they glanced at the door of the foundry room that had been opened, and a hint of excitement flashed in their cloudy eyes.

It worked.

And Tang San, who also saw this scene, rushed out of the door, but where was there a tall figure outside the door?

As a craftsman who is proficient in delicate mechanisms, even the door of the casting room is a mechanism door built by himself, plus he was often suppressed by the Wuhun Hall in the past, how could he not leave some escape routes?

"Hahahaha!"

There was wanton laughter in the room behind him, making Tang San tremble uncontrollably as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He knew that he had screwed up.

What kind of situation will happen to Haotian Sect in the future, he doesn't even dare to think about it.

As if seeing Tang San's fear, the four of them laughed even louder, one of them coughed up two mouthfuls of blood violently, and when he spoke again, his voice was like a terrible ghost crawling out of the Nine Hells, poignant and resentful.

"A bastard of Haotian Sect. You're going to be because of that. Pay the price"

"Shut up !!"

Tang San subconsciously roared, but how could those four be afraid of him at this time? Even though they couldn't make a sound, their eyes were still staring at Tang San, their lips slightly open and closed, and they said something silently.

As if he didn't dare to look at them, Tang San turned his head and looked at the fifth Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle on the table, because of the high building to escape, this one still needed a person's qi and blood

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he decided to launch an operation against the Martial Spirit Branch Hall in Gengxin City tonight.

For the sake of now, only the Platinum Bishop is the most suitable material

The next day, a piece of news quickly began to sweep across the continent from Gengxin City.

The martial soul branch hall of Gengxin City was washed in blood, and no life was left, only the platinum bishop was nowhere to be found.

Such a bad incident immediately aroused the wrath of the Wuhun Palace, and quickly dispatched personnel to investigate, and as the largest force in the blacksmith capital, the blacksmith association was naturally the first to be investigated.

"Huh?"

A master blacksmith came to the door of the No. 1 foundry, and looked at the food that had not been touched for two days in front of the door, and his face was a little puzzled.

He knocked lightly on the door of the foundry.

"Master Lou Gao, the people from the Martial Spirit Hall are here......"

There was no response for a long time, and there was no sound in the casting room, and a bad premonition continued to grow in his heart.

With a click, the man pushed the door open.

Looking at the empty foundry room and the little blood stains left on the ground, I felt cold.

On the third day after the Martial Soul Branch Hall was baptized in blood, another blockbuster news appeared.

Lou Gao, the president of the Blacksmiths Association, and four of his own disciples disappeared, and in the forge where there was still residual warmth, what appeared to be ashes was found

(End of chapter)