The first secret room is where Yu Xiuxin retreats.

At this moment, Yu Xiuxin had already woken up, she was sitting directly above the secret room where Yan Tingyu was, and she had the strongest sense of the edge that disappeared at a glance, and she was still frightened, as if it was just a sharp intent, she could kill it, and it was completely irresistible.

"Don't worry, it's Tingyu who is helping me refine a heaven-level divine weapon, and it may be about to be born. ”

Qin Zheng comforted her.

Yu Xiuxin's beautiful eyes glowed with brilliance when she listened.

"With it, our odds are greater. Qin Zheng said with a smile.

Yu Xiuxin nodded vigorously and retreated again, not opening her mouth from beginning to end, as if she was in a special state.

Qin Zheng didn't bother her, and entered the second layer of the secret room.

Before he reached the door, a terrifying sharp intent came from the door, but the farthest was at the door, and it seemed to be contained by something, and it was difficult to break out.

This is obviously related to the swallow listening to the rain.

Crunch!

Qin Zheng pushed open the door.

I saw that in the secret room, the Divine Weapon Furnace scattered endless firelight, illuminating the secret room as bright as day, and the flames shook from time to time, and this place was also reflected like a demon realm.

Yan Tingyu pressed his hands on the Divine Weapon Furnace, his hair danced wildly, his beautiful face became more and more beautiful under the light of the fire, his eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, and the martial veins of the Heaven and Earth Furnace between his chest and abdomen made a fierce roar, connecting with the Divine Weapon Furnace.

The Divine Weapon Furnace itself that was fully urged by her was also glorious, and the dragons and phoenixes continued to spread out from the Divine Weapon Furnace, and the inner flames that stirred were even more vigorous.

The Pure World Demon Fire had already converged, forming a ball of flame that was the size of a fist.

In this pure demon fire, there is a magic pen.

This pen is exactly the magic pen that Qin Zheng is looking forward to.

The barrel of the magic pen is fully formed, it is bright silver, bare, without any patterns, no fonts, and no decoration.

The tip of the pen is still being tempered in the Pure World Demon Fire.

When the tip of the pen is separated from the demon fire of the pure world, it means that the magic pen has been successfully refined.

"What a strong edge!"

Qin Zheng stood in the secret room, and the sensing was even more amazing, the sharp edge made the three major divine soldiers in his body tremble with fear, they were afraid, real fear.

The broken blade of the waning moon halberd can cut through the ground-level divine soldiers, which is considered a quasi-heaven-level divine weapon, but compared with the real heaven-level divine soldiers, it is greatly inferior, and it is also afraid, which shows how terrifying this magic pen is.

Qin Zheng shook his body, came to Yan Tingyu's back, stretched out his hand and pressed on her back, urging the power of the Divine Lotus, helping Yan Tingyu to be in the best state at all times, so the two cooperated, Yan Tingyu's pressure plummeted, and she frantically urged the Divine Weapon Furnace, making the Divine Weapon Furnace completely operational, all kinds of mysteries flashed, and there were constantly wonderful energy fluctuations that penetrated into the Pure World Demon Fire and integrated into the tip of this magic pen.

Time passes little by little.

The two of them completely forgot how long it had been, and they were concentrating on doing their best.

Their eyes never took their eyes off the magic pen even once.

The slightest movement of this heaven-level divine soldier could lead to unpredictable consequences.

I don't know how long it has been, and there is a sudden rumbling sound in the Divine Weapon Furnace.

Qin Zheng and Yan listened to the rain and found that the turbulent place was the place where the God Slaughter Realm Law was recorded in the Divine Weapon Furnace, and those words appeared again, but these words were three-dimensional, constantly rolling in the Divine Weapon Furnace, and gradually, these fonts were transformed, turning into thunder and lightning, storms, and a little bit of spark splashing, as well as a little bit of the thick hazy breath of the earth liliang.

The text of the God Slaughter Realm Law sank to the bottom and turned into thunder and earth.

The two of them saw it in their eyes, and they were blessed.

"Smack!"

Yan Tingyu raised his hands and slapped again.

At this moment, the Divine Weapon Furnace trembled violently, and the mysteries of the Divine Slaughter Realm Law Script all broke away from the Divine Weapon Furnace and went straight into the pure world demon fire.

Thundered!

The thunder continued, and I saw that the essence of the demon fire of the pure world seemed to be refined, fused with this wind, fire, thunder and earth, and all penetrated into the tip of the magic pen.

The magic pen that had been smelted with essence slowly moved and flew away.

"Magic pen, be born!"

Yan Tingyu raised his hands, his left hand was erected in front of his chest, faintly in line with the martial veins of the Heaven and Earth Furnace, and his right hand was lightly pointed into the Divine Weapon Furnace.

Rumble!

The Divine Weapon Furnace rioted, and the dragon and phoenix roared louder and louder, and took off, as if the magic pen was forcibly sent out.

Sou!

The magic pen finally broke away from the divine weapon furnace and flew into the air.

"Whew!"

Yan let out a sigh of relief and sat on the ground.

The flame of the Divine Weapon Furnace was also extinguished in an instant, all the visions disappeared, and it returned to its original appearance, quietly guarding Yan Tingyu's side.

Looking at the magic pen again, the whole body is bright silver, and the nib smelted by the soft phoenix feather dragon whiskers is actually silver, and the overall line is very beautiful.

Qin Zheng's breathing was about to stop.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he felt with his heart.

This magic pen refining has his transparent bloodline essence, and there is quite a lot, so when it is refined, it is destined to be his divine weapon.

The feeling of blood connection came.

There seemed to be a blood line spreading out of the magic pen, in the very center of the magic pen.

Qin Zheng's blood also boiled.

"Magic pen!"

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand, and he didn't need any liliang, just called at the magic pen.

The magic pen suspended in the air did not move.

Qin Zheng still stretched out his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Magic pen!"

"Magic pen!"

"Magic pen!"

Calling three times in a row, the magic pen suddenly trembled, as if awakened, and suddenly burst out with a sharp edge, but this sharp edge did not penetrate the secret room.

Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed, the blood veins in his body boiled more and more, and he suddenly shouted: "The magic pen has not returned!"

Sou!

I saw that the magic pen trembled suddenly, turned into a silver light, and fell into Qin Zheng's palm at a speed that Qin Zheng and Yan Tingyu couldn't catch up with the naked eye.

The moment he started, Qin Zheng felt that his bloodline was boiling even more, and visions appeared in his bloodline, cities, sky, earth, grassland, vast sea, rivers and mountains, human traces and beast shadows, and so on.

And the emergence of these visions was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

I saw that the silver tip of the magic pen bloomed with a misty light mist, and wisps of light spread out from it, and began to converge on the barrel of the magic pen.

For a moment, the light formed two blurred fonts.

"Liliang isn't enough?"

Qin Zheng's heart moved, and he immediately dropped a drop of the purest essence blood on the two vague fonts.

The transparent blood droplets touched the magic pen and immediately melted into it, as if the magic pen was thirsty, found the sweet spring water, and absorbed it all, and the two words were finally clear.

Qin Zheng and Yan Tingyu saw these two words at the same time.

The two shouted in unison, "The king of men!"

That's right, this magic pen automatically formed the word "king of people".

It also means that this is the pen of the king of people!

The word human king is not a person or treasure qualified to be called so, the symbolic meaning is too great, but this magic pen automatically forms the name of the human king, what does this mean?

"The pen of the king of people, this is the magic pen of the king of people, and it should be the supreme among the pen gods!" Yan said with joy when he heard the rain.

Qin Zheng held the pen of the king of people, and his heart was uneasy for a while.

Heaven-level divine soldiers have spirituality, and can give birth to rules on their own, if they can exert themselves, they can change the color of heaven and earth with one blow, and make the sun and moon dull.

But I've never heard of a heaven-level divine soldier being able to automatically name himself.

And the name is still dare to be called the king of people.

"The pen of the king of people, the pen of the king, I will definitely live up to you and embark on the peak of martial arts with you!" Qin Zheng looked at the word king of man, just this font was domineering enough, and it also made him proud.

The pen of the king of the people bloomed with brilliant silver, as if in response.

"The Renwang pen has just taken shape, and to give birth to the rule Liliang, I'm afraid it will take more time than we imagined, after all, it looks too extraordinary. Yan Tingyu said.

"No, maybe it won't be too long, at least three or five years, at most ten or eight years, and it may be successful. Qin Zhengdao.

Yan Tingyu said: "If it is an ordinary heaven-level divine soldier, it is indeed possible, but this person Wang Bi seems to have exceeded my understanding of the heaven-level divine soldier, maybe it is qualified to compete with the Human Emperor Diagram, the Sea Emperor Pearl, and the Demon Emperor Bell, then it will take longer to give birth to the rule Liliang." ”

Qin Zheng smiled, "It must not take that long, because my intuition tells me that it does not need to be slowly extracted from the outside world, it only needs to be conceived from my bloodline, so the time will be short, unlike the three great divine soldiers of the three clans who need thousands of years, or even ten thousand years." ”

"Ugh. ”

Yan was stunned when she heard the rain.

When it comes to Qin Zheng's bloodline, it's really hard to say.

The most peculiar thing is undoubtedly Qin Zheng's bloodline.

"It's hard to tell if it has something to do with your bloodline. Yan Tingyu stood up, "I have also completed the task, and with the help of the refiner Wang Pen, I have comprehended some mysteries of alchemy that even the ancestors of my Yan family did not know, so I must retreat immediately." ”

"Immediate retreat?" Qin Zheng asked.

"Well, right away. Yan Tingyu jumped into the Divine Weapon Furnace and sat in it, "This retreat will be more than a year, less than half a year, and when I get out, it will definitely no longer be a burden to you." ”

The words fell, and the flames burst out.

The Divine Weapon Furnace also shrank rapidly, shrinking to the size of a fist in an instant, and flew to Qin Zheng's waist on its own, hanging on his spatial belt, just like an ornament.

The flames subsided, and when I looked inside, there was no trace of Yan Tingyu.

The Divine Weapon Furnace is still as beautiful as it gets, but it has lost its edge and looks like a complete decoration.

"Sure enough, I realized the mystery. Qin Zheng was amazed.

He couldn't even sense Yan Tingyu's existence.

Check it to see if the Divine Weapon Furnace is secure, so as not to lose it, but Qin Zheng found that this Divine Weapon Furnace is as if it is integrated with the space belt, and it can't be taken off at all.

Qin Zheng was relieved.

He looked at the human king pen in his hand, "The Yiwu Realm has not yet smelted the divine weapon, it's you, the human king pen!"