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Chapter 1129 Nine Dragons Pan Ding, the Furnace of Heaven and Earth (3 more)

"Roar~"

Nine red flame fire dragons soared out, spreading their bloody mouths and spewing out flames, submerging the exiled ruler into the sea of ​​fire.

At this time, Lu Chen transformed into an immortal craftsman who tempered his magical weapons. He attacked with a black robe, and danced the divine hammer with his hand and swung the gold to break: "Reverse the immortal weapon, Dao Ye's Haokong is still in the realm of hundreds of refinings. If he can refine the exiled ruler, he can enter the realm of Thousand Hammers."

A hundred refinements and a thousand hammers, and a thousand hammers are the realm of transformation. Although Lu Chen can only maintain it until ninety-nine blows now, he only needs to complete a hundred refinements. After completing one blow, he will enter the realm of transformation of a thousand hammers. The swing of these two hammers will never be completed without the support of the truth of the great way.

"I have passed through the world of Void and refine my heart and turn into fire in the secret realm of Fire Emperor, drifting in the secluded space for two thousand years, and hundreds of refinements and thousands of hammers have been beaten for ninety-nine times. Today's time has come, why waste it?"

As his thoughts came, Lu Chen's eyes burst into light that was enough to illuminate the sky. With the help of the evil spirit, he forgot all the immortal techniques. At this time, except for the origin of evil fire, he only had hundreds of refining and thousands of hammers in his heart.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The countless hammer shadows swung by the Haokong Divine Hammer flew to the horizon and turned into fleeting dazzling star spots. The sword lights that swayed the giant sword with heavy hammers retreated one after another, turning into golden smoke and clouds dissipated.

"Three thousand hammers? Not enough, the thousand hammers are transformed into the realm, and they cannot be broken into the realm of a thousand hammers." Although Lu Chen hit three thousand hammers, he was repelled by the Xuanjin Demon Sword Light every time. He never completed a hundred blows in a row. He was heavy and sharp sword as strong as the sea tide layer by layer. Lu Chen was like a small small boat swaying in the angry tide, swaying on the edge of danger at all times.

In just half an hour, Lu Chen was knocked back thousands of times. Each time it was a head-on confrontation between Haokong Hammer and Xuanjin Gang Demon Sword.

Lu Chen retreated; exiled to the top...

Gradually, people found that the hustle and bustle fire in the square gradually returned to its original momentum. Looking at the extremely prairie fire, the entire square was shrouded in a blazing torrent. The monk stood in the sea of ​​fire and would not be stuck to his body by Mars, even if there was no star at all. However, compared with the sea of ​​fire before, the sea of ​​fire at this time made people feel like they were burned from the inside to the outside, as uncomfortable as hundreds of millions of ants were pierced.

Lu Chen stood in the middle of the sea of ​​fire in the world, raised his chest, lowered his head slightly, and had a faint blood stain on his mouth. He let the sword light bring heart-wrenching injuries to his body, and never shouted. On the contrary, every time he used the Haokong Hammer to confront the Xuanjin Gang Demon Sword head-on, the smile on Lu Chen's face would be even louder.

The banished priest was stared at by Lu Chen and laughed. His heart was filled with fear and unwillingness. Even though he was a spirit of the anti-Immortal Artifact, he now had no confidence: "You, why are you laughing at?"

Lu Chen grinned and showed two lines of white teeth, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't I let me laugh? You've taken too much care. People always laugh when they encounter happy things."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, not thinking at all what Lu Chen said was happy about. They were about to be beaten to death, and they could still laugh?

The exiled ruler was trembling with such a flamboyant expression of Lu Chen. No one could come out happily when he was about to die: "Lu Chen, don't think of bluffing and disturbing my heart. I am the spirit of the demon sword, the body is against the immortal weapon, the solidity of the instrument and soul, and the head of the immortal world."

"Hey." Lu Chen waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay, I know you are an immortal weapon, you are a soul and a spirit of the weapon, so... I laughed."

"What do you mean? Damn, what are you talking about?" The archery felt like he was going crazy. It was clearly the one who had the upper hand. Why did Lu Chen laugh so happily?

"Don't understand? Look at your so-called physical anti-immortal weapon." Lu Chen gently raised his finger and pointed at the exiled ruler.

Subconsciously, the archery felt that his heart was pierced by a sharp sword. His divine thoughts moved slightly, and his body turned into a mysterious golden demon sword, and the golden light shone brightly. When the peerless immortal soldier and the fairy sword appeared completely, everyone was shocked to find that there was a small curve at the originally sharp sword edge.

"hiss?"

There were sounds of chilling air in the square, and even Jin Xiu, who knew Lu Chen very well.

"Impossible. I am immortal. How could your immortal hammer hurt my body?" Zheji retreated in shock, and his confidence in his heart suddenly collapsed.

"Swish." Lu Chen curled the corner of his mouth contemptuously, and his voice suddenly became loud and indestructible: "Ignorance."

A low voice echoed throughout the audience, Lu Chen's figure was constantly amplifying. He pointed at the power of Jiangshan and looked down on all living beings and said: "What a powerful existence is the Immortal Artifact? If you don't have a good cultivation level, how can you exert the power of the Immortal Artifact? Your existence itself is a contradiction. And you are wrong, it is wrong that someone should not do it, and it becomes a soldier. The rebirth you are proud of is that the so-called strongest immortal world is actually a joke."

"Just~" Lu Chen's divine light was calm, and rays of cold light shot out, which penetrated his heart.

The firmness of exiled ruler collapsed again.

"Puff!" The exiled ruler, who was disturbed by Lu Chen's attack, opened his mouth and sprayed out a blood arrow from afar. So what about the reverse immortal weapon? At this time, Lu Chen only used a few immortal sounds to shock him, which made his mood very upset.

"Transformed into a weapon, be proud of it, ignorance, joke..." Lu Chen was full of energy, and Haokong Hammer was stimulated by his master's natal true energy, and made a low buzzing sound.

Between the heaven and earth, the sea of ​​fire is like tide, and the hammer is like thunder...

Lu Chen raised his chin slightly and glanced at him, no one dared to look at him.

"Today, Lu will use all the hidden heavens and earths to transform into the cauldron of all life to refine and sacrifice to you, the ignorant demon sword of the anti-immortality."

"Black evil heart fire, Jiulong Panding Ding, go..."

In the end, Lu Chen's body had become a true stubborn person. The method of refining thousands of hammers transformed into various forms in the sea of ​​consciousness, either hammering or hitting, or forging, continuous.

The Nine Heavens Red Fire Dragon flew in all directions, east, south, west, northeast, southeast, northwest, northwest, northwest, and central upper boundaries. The Nine Dragons roared proudly in the sky, forming a giant cauldron in the circular formation, turning the heaven and earth into a furnace, turning the nine dragons into the fire of the furnace, and Lu Chen is the fire craftsman in the furnace of heaven and earth.

"Hundreds of refining and thousands of hammers..."

The last sound shook the ancient times, the world was vast, and the sky surging sea of ​​fire suddenly opened a huge cloud and mist hole. The shadow of hammers covered the sky and the earth, as Lu Chen waved his thoughts, they hit the exiled ruler shrouded in the furnace of heaven and earth.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The continuous hammer shadows instantly made ninety-nine times, all of which fell on the head of the banishi. The golden stars splattered in the eyes of the banishi, and the soul trembled. If his body had not become a reverse immortal weapon, he would have turned into a mud of paralyzed flesh dozens of hammers.

At the end of the ninety-nine hundred refinings, Lu Chen took a deep breath, and the world suddenly returned to peace.

The red lights of the sea of ​​fire in the furnace of heaven and earth reflected a face that was either frightened, shocked, horrified, or excited, and finally solidified in the world for a moment.

The hammer shadow flying all over the sky suddenly retracted in an instant, and at the same time it was retracted to the huge fire craftsman Lu Chen in the world.

Looking at Lu Chen again, he had already raised the Haokong Hammer high at this moment, and the energy of heaven and earth was rushing towards the hammer that was so huge that it could break Jiuxiao at an almost crazy speed.

All things are in the world, and the immortal land is reappeared...

"Hundreds of refining, great success..."

Lu Chen's face immediately burst out with a peerless cold light, and the firmness and fearlessness on the face suddenly appeared. A hysterical roar made the monks present shake their souls, and everyone, including Jin Xiu, covered their ears and kept retreating.

That day hammer fell and hit the top of the Tianling Cap of the exiled ruler. A golden light of the Fayou that had been converging to the extreme exploded on his head in an instant.

"boom!"

Under the attention of everyone's horrified eyes, the body of the shattered priest turned into a faint golden powder and scattered in the furnace of heaven and earth. The exposed middle was only the size of a fist, like a Nascent Soul Soul.

"So what about the reverse immortal weapon? All the soldiers under Haokong will be refined and destroyed..."

Lu Chen's intentions are surging at this moment. The vastness of murderous intentions is comparable to the six seas of the Demon Realm and the eighteenth level of the Underworld. The 101th hammer is slapped with blood. The soul of the exiled ruler suddenly collapses and splits, leaving only his residual thoughts scattered between heaven and earth.

"Impossible, impossible. I am the Demon Sword of the Immortal Demon Sword of the Immortal Demon Sword of the Immortal Demon Sword of the Immortal, I am immortal, and lord will not lie to me."

Until death, I didn't believe in my failure. The residual thoughts remained between heaven and earth, and they would not disappear.

Lu Chen knew in his heart how terrible the soul of the reverse immortal weapon was. He wanted to completely refine it, but he didn't even think about it without a thousand years. Therefore, after killing the banished ruler, Lu Chen also knew that he had not really died. He only saw him rise up in the air, and the Nine Dragon Pan Cauldron that had been prepared long ago quickly gathered towards the rest of the world with his hand.

The surging fire essence transformed into the Jiulong Pan Cauldron, shrinking, constantly shrinking, and shrinking to the extreme, and finally turned into a golden fire baby bead wrapped in the Jiulong Pan, allowing him to put it in his pocket.

With this fire baby, Lu Chen was not afraid of the exiled ruler not dying. Then he used magic skills to search the soul and searched his remaining thoughts, and he would know who the big man was standing behind the exiled ruler.

"Hundreds of refining and thousands of hammers?" A spark suddenly appeared in the mysterious old man's palm, and the handle of the Qingyuluo fan broke into two pieces with a "pop".

The old man seemed to have not noticed that his fan was broken, and his eyes were still on the evil god in the sea of ​​heaven and earth and fire: "It looks so much like it, so much like it. Isn't this bastard dead? Why are he back?"

The old man subconsciously showed a fear expression, which was extremely contradictory to his previous performance. The old man also realized that he was lost and hurriedly accompanied the smile that had been rare for tens of millions of years, step by step, and then slowly retreated.
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