Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 333 Refining Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword

"Who the hell are you, why do you kill people without saying a word."The people around looked at Zhang Wenchang's murder without hesitation, with the attitude of killing and silence, knowing that begging was useless, all of them looked fierce.

"Did you know that this is Xu Tianxiong's grandson? Xu Heng's brother? If you kill us all, this matter will eventually reach Xu Tianxiong's ears, and you won't be able to escape by then." A bandit said.

Of course Zhang Wenchang knew this too, but he possessed the Magic Whip, and soon he would also possess the Black Gourd, the ultimate weapon.

After killing all these bandits, destroying the corpses and destroying the traces, with his great ability, can he deduce that it is Zhang Wenchang?

But Zhang Wenchang thought about it. There is an old blind man among the 13 major bandits in the Northern Territory. He can even calculate the position of the fortune teller. Sun Tzu suppressed it in a latrine for 1 years.

Soon, Zhang Wenchang restrained Xu Yuan, and took out more than 1000 catties from his body.

Looking at the vicious eyes flashing in his eyes from time to time, Zhang Wenchang knocked out a dozen of his teeth with a slap.

Zhang Wenchang looked at this ancient golden pagoda. The materials used were very precious, and the Dao patterns on it were also very complicated.

Each layer is engraved with dragon patterns, simple and natural.

After Zhang Wenchang observed it carefully, he felt that this weapon, if remembered carefully, might be able to become a king's magic weapon.

It seems that this weapon does not seem to be made by his grandfather himself. It seems that it was snatched from somewhere, or unearthed from a tomb. I don't know what its origin is?
Rumbling, the golden tower suddenly vibrated violently, and the figure of an old man rushed out of the golden tower and manifested, it was Xu Tianxiong, the third largest bandit.

"Can this fellow Taoist be merciful? Can you spare my grandson's life?"

Zhang Wenchang looked over, it was a strand of Xu Tianxiong's spiritual thoughts.He has no expression on his face, he is compatible with the Dao, obviously his cultivation is advanced.

"Grandpa, kill this thief quickly." Xu Yuan was taken aback, and suddenly laughed wildly.

Apparently, this guy didn't expect that his grandfather would leave a ray of divine sense in his weapon to protect him.

At this time, he was a little overjoyed under the shock, and his smile was a little crazy.

Zhang Wenchang knew that he was extremely powerful and had a very powerful divine sense, and he might be able to hit a powerful blow, but he was very dangerous.

Therefore, without further ado, he directly started.Draws out a ray of nine-color flame.

This flame is like the most beautiful nine-color rainbow, like a wisp of smoke and tulle.

With a bang, Xu Tianxiong's remnant soul was burned to ashes, without even a scream.

It's no wonder that Xu Tianxiong's spiritual thoughts have been sleeping in the golden pagoda all day long.Only when Xu Yuan's life is in danger, will he suddenly wake up.

It's a pity that even though he is extremely powerful, he is only a wisp of divine will.After all, the reaction is a bit sluggish, not as flexible as the real body.

Seeing Zhang Wenchang's wine-colored flame at this time, he didn't even recognize it. It was the ninth layer of flame from the fire domain.

The five-element real fire on the sixth floor can burn the body and consciousness, and can also ignite divine power, not to mention the flames on the ninth floor.

This old guy unhurriedly squeezed the seal with his hands, and was about to go forward to suppress Zhang Wenchang.

Unexpectedly, when he just came into contact with this ray of flame, his whole soul seemed to be ignited.

There was only a puff, and this ray of divine thought burned into nothingness.

The old guy didn't even utter a scream, didn't even say a word, and was wiped out.

Zhang Wenchang thought about it, this bandit was not a good thing, he changed his mind again.

He wants to burn all the people in this cottage, and kill them all, so that they will not be able to find out.

Since they are bandits, they must also know that their future will not be good, and they will be retaliated one day.

And he has so many enemies, who knows who did it, maybe it was a young hero from a holy place, who killed him in behalf of the heavens.

Zhang Wenchang put away the golden ancient pagoda, and then released countless nine-color flames from the Thunder God Bell.

Rumble.

At this moment, a sound like a landslide and tsunami came out.

The bright nine-color light flooded the entire cottage, and a fiery temperature made the souls of the monks in the entire cottage tremble.

Countless bandits turned into fly ash on the spot, and it was too late for them to run.

Zhang Wenchang stands in the sky.

At this time, the entire cottage was full of splendor, and the nine-color brilliance soared to the sky, just like the gate of the fairy world.

Wine-colored clouds and smoke enveloped the world, and the waves were choppy.

This unimaginable terrifying heat, colorful and burning, is really too bright and gorgeous.

Zhang Wenchang had collected so many flames in the fire domain, some of them were sealed in the God Zijin Pagoda, and some were sealed in the Thunder God Bell.

At this time, a small half was released by Zhang Wenchang to destroy these bandits.

Many bandits didn't even have a chance to struggle and scream, and turned into flying ash in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the place that had turned into scorched earth and the entire mountain had been burned to ashes, Zhang Wenchang had no interest in staying here any longer.

This bandit is not a good bird.They were killed by Ye Fan in the original text. Since Ye Fan didn't come here, then Zhang Wenchang will do justice for the sky and kill them.

He took out the small void mirror, the mysterious energy instantly tore the void, the space channel opened, Zhang Wenchang turned and submerged into it, crossed the void, and traveled 10,000+ miles in the blink of an eye.

He found a valley, and the lights of the turtle, snake, and lotus flickered, and a mysterious atmosphere enveloped the entire valley.

He first took out the golden divine tower, and after repeated training several times with the new year, he finally found Xu Tianxiong's imprint inside.

Guide the nine-color flame and burn it away.

Then I checked it many times and found no other marks, so I put him away, and now I don't need these weapons.

Zhang Wenchang's heart moved, and Sunflower Cave emerged.

The nine-colored flames sealed inside the Thunder God Clock were guided out, and the raging flames soon included the dragon-patterned black gold sword and the palm-sized piece of dragon-patterned black gold.

Zhang Wenchang did not refine this weapon in his own body, but in Sunflower Cave.

He already has his own Dao proving weapon, the Thunder God Bell, and there is no need to refine the rough embryo of the extreme Dao weapon.

Zhang Wenchang sat there quietly cross-legged, feeling empty in his heart.

Soon a divine sword appeared in his mind, as black as ink, densely covered with dragon patterns, exuding a black divine light, crystal clear and tough.

This is the black gold sword with dragon pattern in his mind, and he wants to refine it.

Nine-colored flames flickered, and quickly smelted the dragon-patterned black gold sword and the palm-sized piece of dragon-patterned black gold into a ball of black molten metal.

Zhang Wenchang carefully put the remaining nine-color flames back into the Thunder God Clock.

Zhang Wenchang used his own mind as a hammer, and began to continuously forge and temper.

The sound of tinkling irons sounded, and Zhang Wenchang seemed to be transformed into a blacksmith at this moment.

Zhang Wenchang concentrated on it, concentrated all his divine power and divine thoughts, and tempered the dragon pattern black gold with all his strength, making it deform continuously, tempering it towards the shape he thought in his heart.

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