The spirit of all beings, as the name suggests, is to make people ...... Come and sacrifice the bow.

The most spiritual thing in the world is living beings, this is an evil path, Lao Tie only mentioned it to him, but did not try.

Fu Ling took a deep breath, and then conjured up a seven-colored sledgehammer with the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Void, and smashed it towards the bow and arrow that had already formed in the furnace.

"Bang dang!"

"Bang dang!"

The sound shook all around, like thunder, and in an instant, the inn shattered!

The sonic wave destroyed the inn and continued to stop, heading in all directions, destroying the buildings around the inn in an instant, turning them into pieces.

Fortunately, all the human races have moved underground, and only a few are still on the ground, such as Baili Chanyun.

Over the years, Baili Chanyun has also successfully broken through to the realm of enlightenment, and has been able to resist the blazing sun and walk on the ground.

He frowned and couldn't help but look in the direction of the inn.

The inn was gone, and in the center, only a huge refining furnace remained.

Among them, the furnace fire was blazing, and in the flames, a bow and arrow turned from black to red, and the seven-colored sledgehammer hammer held by Fu Ling made a clanging sound from time to time.

Every hammer drop is a condensation of the bow and arrow itself, making the will to shoot the sun contained in it more and more pure and condensed.

"Shoot the bow!"

Baili Chanyun witnessed the bow and arrow gradually turning red, and this thought immediately came to his mind.

Needless to say, it can be identified at a glance.

"Terran, there is salvation, the flood is saved!"

Baili Chanyun was a little distracted, muttering, shooting the sun bow and arrow, and finally began to build.

Each time it was built, most of the surrounding buildings were destroyed, but they were nothing compared to the birth of the Sunbow and Arrow.

The destruction of 10,000 Baili Cities can be exchanged for the death of the seven suns in the sky, it is worth it!

"Bang dang!"

The loud sound emitted by the Terran Baili City triggered the investigation of all races.

After the human race selflessly contributed to the creation of underground space, a large number of races in the flood desolation have escaped into the underground, and now on the desolate land, except for the enlightenment realm or half-step gods, there is no living creature left.

For the investigation of various ethnic groups, Baili Chanyun is very cautious, and always accompanies Fu Ling not far from the Dharma to protect the Dharma.

Although today's beings in the flood desolation are eager to create artifacts, it is not excluded that some anti-social elements are afraid that the flood will not be destroyed.

For this reason, the Earth Mother Heavenly Palace, the Green Cow Sect, the Extreme Speed Sect, the Qingxuan Sect and other sects have all sent half-step god realm envoys to come and personally protect Fu Ling!

More than a dozen half-step gods sat cross-legged around Baili City, watching in all directions.

The bow and arrow created by Fu Ling is the last hope of the flood wilderness, and no one can stop it!

For a time, the Eastern Regions, the Terrans, and the Hundred Miles City completely attracted the attention of the flood wilderness.

Everyone was looking forward to the creation of the artifact, and every time the colorful sledgehammer struck, it shocked their hearts, but gave them new hope.

The desolation cannot be destroyed!

In the ruins of the inn, Fu Ling remembered Lao Tie's teachings and devoted himself to the bow and arrow, unaware of the changes in the outside world.

His mind was now full of wielding a hammer and striking a bow and arrows to make it more solid, while pouring his own will and spirit into it.

With each blow, a little of his own essence and blood aura would be lost, and the hammer would be poured into the bow and arrows.

One, two, three......

One year, two years, three years......

This beating, a full twenty years!

The envoys of the surrounding major sects have also guarded here for twenty years!

In the past twenty years, Fu Ling has lost count of how many times he has been beaten, but everyone found that Fu Ling's hair, in the eighth year, appeared a white hair.

After that, with each stroke, he would add an extra gray hair.

By the tenth year he was full of temples and white as snow.

The people who guarded finally woke up from their excitement and anticipation, and the birth of the artifact was far from being as simple as they thought.

Terran Fu Ling...... It's a life refiner!

Every blow is an infusion of painstaking effort, and the bow and arrow are still the same as they were twenty years ago, and they have not been used at all.

But Fu Ling never stopped, always wielding a sledgehammer and pouring his heart and soul into it mechanically.

Time flies, and another thirty years have passed.

The sky trembled, and the years were silent, only the sound of clanging sounded from time to time, which made the hearts of the Dharma protectors present palpitate.

Because they found out, I don't know when, there was a hint of softness in this clang.

In the past, the clanging sound was just a simple collision, but now, with each clang, the bow and arrow will emit a soft groan.

"Finally a hint of spiritual ......"

Above the nine heavens, Yang Shou looked at the tireless Fu Ling, and he was also quite emotional.

He could see at a glance that in order to give birth to spirituality in the bow and arrow, he now has a lifespan of less than ten years!

Enlightenment realm, enjoy three thousand years, and he, in fifty years, has put the essence and blood of his whole body into it.

Essence and life span cannot be equated, they can be insufficient, but spirituality is indispensable and cannot be replenished.

If you don't have enough spirituality, you will be exhausted in everything you do, and you will not be able to practice without inspiration.

Fu Ling is about to run out of oil at the moment, and this trace of spirituality is still very fragile......

Far from maturity.

In order to make this artifact have a sufficient upper limit, Fu Ling used the will of all beings to condense his body for it at the beginning, and now he has used his lifelong essence and blood spirituality to evoke the true spirit for it, but ......

If you don't have enough true spirits, you can't move on to the next steps.

"Bang dang!"

With the last sound, Fu Ling put down the colorful sledgehammer and looked at the half-step gods around him.

"Terran Fu Ling, I implore you to give spirit to the artifact!"

He bowed this very sincerely, and looked at every half-step god.

All the half-step gods present stood up one after another, looked at Fu Ling, and approached him in unison.

Now Fu Ling, with gray hair and a sluggish breath, everyone felt a powerful force in him.

"What is Endowment?"

Shangguan Neon from the Earth Mother Heavenly Palace walked at the forefront and pursed her lips and asked.

In fact, she knew this question without asking, in fact, when she saw Fu Ling's gray hair and the bow and arrow still not making much progress, she expected this scene.

Fu Ling pointed to the flames in the furnace behind him and replied softly, "You are not refiners, the only way is to jump into the furnace fire and contribute true spirits. ”

That is, let them die!

Shangguan Neon smiled miserably, and the rest of the half-step gods did the same, looking at the flames in the furnace, and did not make a move on Fu Ling, but pointed to the bow and arrow and asked, "If I contribute the true spirit, can it be completed?"

Fu Ling took a deep breath, solemnly bowed his hand, and made a ninety-degree salute to everyone: "Before I die, the artifact will be completed!"

His words were resolute and conveyed a crucial message.

If the artifact is to be made, he will also die!

The crowd fell silent.

It is not easy for them to cultivate so far and obtain the cultivation of half-step gods, but today......

It's not that you're killed, it's not that your skills are inferior, it's ......

For the birth of the artifact, they must dedicate their true spirits!

When the true spirit of the ordinary Enlightenment Realm enters it, it can't splash up a ripple at all!

No one wanted to die, but no one did anything to Fu Ling, because for the sake of the artifact, he was already gray-haired and had lost all his essence and blood.

He can't die, because the artifact behind it needs to be done by him.

Therefore, it is only them who can die.

"I believe in you. ”

Shangguan Neon took another step forward, and three words broke the silence of the half-step gods.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since the Fourth Tribulation, my Earth Mother Heavenly Palace has suffered heavy casualties, and there is not one in ten, over the years, I have seen my clan die in front of my eyes, and the entire clan has been wiped out, so far, there are only a few dozen people left!"

"Eight days across the sky, the destruction of the flood is imminent, the scorching sun hanging high in the sky is a hanging sword, sooner or later one day will fall, how can you be sure that after cultivating a half-step god, you will be able to sit back and relax? You dare to guarantee that the current underground space will not be soaked by high temperatures in the future, and there will be no living creatures in the entire flood wilderness at that time!"

Her questioning caused all the half-step gods to bow their heads, and they hadn't been like that since the Great Tribulation.

The scorching sun is in the sky, and there are always people they can't protect.

"I, Shangguan Neon, disciple of Tianzun, take the first step here, and look at you...... Follow me and leave a glimmer of life for the flood wilderness!"

This is a word of persuasion to death, in normal times, whether it is Fu Ling or Shangguan Neon, they have already been attacked by a group, but at this moment, the half-step gods raised their heads one after another, looking at Shangguan Neon who turned around and walked towards the furnace.

She is setting an example and taking the lead in dying.

No one wants to die, and she doesn't want to either, but for the sake of the famine, and for the rest of her people to survive, she still resolutely chose to die.

Under the gaze of everyone, the disciple of Tianzun, Shangguan Neon, jumped into the fire, burning in the flames, the Dao rhyme dissipated, and collapsed violently, his body turned into nothingness, and a bit of true spirit merged into the bow and arrow.

Immediately after, a second half-step god made a decision, bowed to Fu Ling, and said in a deep voice: "My name is Xuanyuan, remember my name!"

Then, without looking back, he jumped into the fire and turned into a second true spirit.

Seeing that the second person also jumped into the fire, Fu Ling's heart was shocked, for some reason, at this moment, the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

The last time he cried, it was more than 100 years ago, when Ling Susu died in the gladiatorial arena, and he shed a tear.

This time, he originally planned to forcibly leave this group of half-step gods behind and prepare for a battle, but he didn't expect it......

There are really living beings in the world who are willing to die for a hope!

If he hadn't comprehended the seven emotions and six desires, he might never have understood them.

Just like at the beginning, I witnessed the ten sages of the Protoss for the rise of the race, created great exercises, dedicated their lives, and even when they died, they were polishing the classics.

At the beginning, it didn't understand at all.

At this moment, although he didn't remember the memory of Fu Brain, he vaguely understood what made these half-step gods do this.

Among the seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, surprise, fear, and thinking are the seven emotions, but at the moment, this one does not belong to any of the seven emotions, or in other words, it is above the seven emotions.

The name is faith, and the name is hope.

Immediately after, a succession of eighteen half-step gods jumped into the fire one after another, and they did not turn their heads back.

Some who said their names, and some who didn't, all made the same decision.

The true spirits of the eighteen half-step gods entered the bow and arrows, and on the bow, their names appeared one by one.

Shangguan Neon is the first, Xuanyuan is the second, in order......

As Xuan Yuan said, the body of the artifact is engraved with its name.