Wang Fang threw the piece of refined iron the size of a human head into the 'Earth's Core Fire', and the refined iron melted into juice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and some impurities turned into black smoke and dissipated into the air.

Just these refined irons can give him such a toss, if Wang Fang puts down those heavenly and earthly treasures, according to the time when he has not carefully practiced the refining technique now, he will not be able to refine it at all.

The molten iron was half full, Wang Fang's consciousness moved, and he leaned into the fire, ignoring the slightly hot feeling of being burned by the 'Geocentric Fire', he knew that this was the end of it, after this 'Geocentric Fire' was refined by him, in addition to making his divine sense hot, he would never suffer any damage again.

After thinking about it carefully, Wang Fang stretched out his hand again, and saw an unknown beast bone flying on the shelf, and a few spiritual stones with divine light, all thrown into the round pit, and after a while, they turned into slurry water, mixed with the original molten iron, and then sealed with both hands, outlining a few simple prohibitions in the liquid with divine sense.

Long, long, long, I saw that the molten iron in the 'fire in the center of the earth' seemed to be pulled by a pair of invisible hands, and first pulled out a nine-foot-long stick-shaped object,

Then knead the remaining molten iron in the fire at the bottom of this stick into a rectangular iron plate engraved with the galloping pattern of the beasts, this plate is one foot eight inches long, one inch thick, four inches wide, and there are nine sharp teeth seven inches long on it, this thing is the Qimen long soldier 'nine-tooth nail rake'.

Wang Fang held up the nail rake three feet above the 'fire in the center of the earth' with his divine sense, and the mantra in his mouth was recited, and the sword in his hand pointed at a point, only to see a five-foot square dark cloud gathered out of thin air in this stone cave, but for a while, thunder fell from this dark cloud.

Be careful, no more, no less, just nine paths, all of them hit the 'nine-tooth nail rake' straight, burning the divine weapon that was originally a silver light flashing out of a layer of black. The thunder fell, and without waiting for Wang Fang to make any moves, the dark clouds immediately dispersed without an order, as if they had never appeared.

Wang Fang was not surprised, and when the dark clouds dissipated, he immediately cast a spell to extinguish the 'geocentric fire' that was still burning, and then led it with his hand, and the nail rake fell into a stone trough filled with unknown liquid on the side.

"Hiss~hiss~"

Bursts of white smoke rose above the stone trough, and after three quarters of an hour, Wang Fang took the nail rake out of the stone trough, ahem, this weapon has been cast......

Although Wang Fang's 'refining weapon' looked like he was playing with plasticine, he pinched it casually twice, and then smeared a layer of 'glue', but the weapon he refined really had nothing to say, and if it was released, it would also provoke the demons to scramble. Of course, he also admits that this is mainly due to the 'core fire' and materials.

Wang Fang stroked the 'nine-toothed nail rake' that had just been cast, and suddenly he was a little reluctant to give it to Zhu Gangguan, you must know that this weapon was only a little bit lower than his own, but Wang Fang also knew that even if he kept it for himself, it was useless, and he didn't like to play this martial art at all in his heart, so he was ruthless and put it aside and ignored it.

Then Wang Fang pulled a few feet of black shuttle cloth on the shelf, controlled by mana, and knitted two sets of wide straight clothes and threw them on the side of the nail rake.

Wang Fangfu sat down cross-legged again, just got this kind of magical power, Wang Fang couldn't wait to test it, but he hadn't explored it carefully, and now he had time to explore one or two.

Originally, the predecessor of Wang Fang definitely did not have this magical power, and the king character on his head was born like an ordinary tiger, just like a decorative thing.

And this divine light was originally not a supernatural power, but a divine mirror, which was obtained by Wang Fang when he was hired to perform a task in his previous life, and at that time he only thought it was some kind of antique cultural relics or something, and planned to bring it back and sell it for a good price.

It's just that he never thought that after he died unexpectedly, he would follow him to this realm and possess this black tiger spirit.

Wang Fang didn't know it before, and he still complained in his heart that he didn't have any miracles, and he didn't think that until he broke through his cultivation today, this treasure showed his form.

It's just that this mirror may have been severely injured when it crossed over, and it was no longer able to maintain the form of a magic weapon, so it simply scattered the shelves, and integrated the law and Dao power contained in it into the word 'Wang' on Wang Fang's forehead.

It has become his natural supernatural power, probably this mirror was also this ability before, so this demon divine light was formed.

This demon transformation divine light is not an unlimited demon transformation, but it must also be controlled according to the cultivation of the king fang, just like the pig gang that Wang Fang turned into before went to a full two-thirds of his mana.

He now has three hundred years of cultivation on his body, which is equivalent to a demon who has gone through two hundred years of mana before he transforms, and it will take half a month to cultivate it back.

And even if he cultivates his mana back at that time, the power that makes the divine light can turn mortal beasts into goblins doesn't know when it will be restored, and Wang Fang hasn't studied it thoroughly, so he doesn't know when he will be able to turn into a demon again next time.

But even so, Wang Fang is also very satisfied, this magic power can be said to be against the sky, this flaw is not a problem at all.

If you want to lose two hundred years of age to turn into a demon, it will be a big loss, and he won't do it if he kills him, but I'm afraid that before he gets any benefits, he will end his life, and he will be reincarnated.

You must know how to say that he has a lifespan of more than 300 years now, and it is increasing every year, who has a good time not to enjoy, to do that I don't know when I can return to the capital, let alone know if I can get back the business?

"Hey, if you turn into a few more little demons in the future, you won't have to worry about cultivating as a problem, haha, I can cultivate a thousand years of mana in only two or three hundred years, and others will need at least six or seven hundred years, Divine Mansion, Broken Tribulation, Heavenly Demon...... How do you know that there will be no day when I will reach the top of the world?"

Wang Fang was in a surging mood, and the domineering spirit that had been suppressed for a long time gushed out of his eyes.

......

"Hey, this stupid pig isn't too stupid, it's only been five or six days, and he's already started cultivating!"

Wang Fang, who was lying in the quiet room and doing penance, lifted his huge tiger head with a look of surprise.

It turned out that when he was just cultivating, there was suddenly a trace of endless mana flying from there, this mana was very unfamiliar, but it was incomparably integrated into his body.

After he checked it a little, he realized that it was Zhu Gangguan who had already begun to practice the exercises passed down to him, and was drawn out of one-tenth of the rune knotted on his forehead and transformed it into Wang Fang, so Wang Fang felt the endless mana fused towards him.

He nodded imperceptibly, jumped off the stone platform, shook his body, turned into a human form, and strode towards the lobby.

Sitting on the stone chair, Wang Fang's heart moved slightly, his divine sense touched the rune on his forehead, and a voice passed.

This is the ability that Wang Fang only discovered later, even if he is thousands of miles away, he can also convey orders to the owner of the rune through that rune.

A few days ago, Zhu Gangguan received an order from Wang Fang, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he found a vacant cave to live in. Although there was nothing in the cave, he didn't mind, he still maintained some of the habits of being a mortal beast when he first opened his mind, and randomly allocated a vacant land, honestly practicing the human language.

Because no one talked to him, Zhu Gangguan had to read and recite the volume of exercises given to him by Wang Fang over and over again, and the words had been imprinted in his mind when the divine light lit him, but he didn't have the problem of having exercises in hand, but he couldn't read, so it helped him understand the exercises well.

In the past few days, when he was hungry, he listened to Wang Fang's instructions and went to the east grotto to get dried meat to satisfy his hunger, and when he was thirsty, he went to the small pond in the cave to pour a few mouthfuls.

Today, Zhu Gangguan felt that he had become extremely proficient in human language, and seeing that Wang Fang had never come out, he didn't dare to disturb it, and he happened to have nothing to do, so he took the exercises that he had fully understood to practice.

It's just that when he was immersed in the pleasure of cultivation, a burst of voice suddenly came from nowhere, or it appeared directly in his head, so frightened that he jumped three feet high, almost made a mistake in his luck, and went crazy, making Wang Fang, who was watching with his divine sense, cry and laugh.

When he came back to his senses and heard the voice of Wang Fang, Zhu Gangguan let out a long sigh, and did not dare to delay, so he immediately stood upright, turned into a human form, and hurried out of the cave where he lived.

Seeing that Wang Fang was already sitting on the throne waiting for him, he hurriedly trotted to the bottom of Wang Fang's steps and knelt down and said:

"Little ...... Hum...... See ...... little demon See...... I've seen the king!"

Zhu Gang was nervous, and his originally smooth words were reluctant to stammer.

Wang Fang didn't care about this little flaw, nodded with satisfaction, grabbed a jar of wine placed on the stone case on the side, patted the sealing mud, and poured it hard.

"Comfortable ......"

wiped his mouth casually, and then Wang Fang opened his mouth and smiled: "Idiot, I see that you also have some qualifications, and you can practice human language so smoothly in a few days, hehe, look at the reward!"

After receiving Wang Fang's praise, Zhu Gang couldn't help but be overjoyed, no longer nervous, the connection was better, and hurriedly kowtowed:

"The king has great powers, he turned the little demon into a little demon, and gave me a body, no matter how qualified he is, it is all the credit of the king!"

"Hehe, don't pat yourself on the back, this king doesn't eat this set, he will reward him if he says it, go!" Although Wang Fang said this, he was very useful in his heart, and with a smile on his face, he threw two sets of black wide straight jackets and a cloth hat down the steps, and Zhu Gangguan raised his hands and caught them.

"Hurry up and put it on, and then come with this king, and give you another divine weapon!"

Zhu Gang thanked Wang Fang, then picked up the straight cloth hat and hurriedly put it on himself.

When the pig was dressed up, Wang Fang couldn't help but be satisfied, in addition to the many pairs of fangs, there were also some differences in appearance, and the figure was exactly the same as the shadow in Wang Fang's heart.

"Come on, old pig, go with this king!"

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