Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 411 Refining the Chaos Bell

Time passed day by day, countless flames were refined and absorbed, and under the forging of Zhang Wenchang's powerful spirit, that piece of chaotic essence quickly deformed and changed to the appearance in Zhang Wenchang's heart.

If it is tempered with ordinary flames, it will naturally be difficult to form.Even if it was barely hammered into that shape, it would soon fall apart like sand.

Now forged with the best flames, this is the real weapon, and it is indestructible only after it is formed.

Although the current shape is still a little rough and far from the delicate shape, but as long as Zhang Wenchang continues to temper, he will eventually achieve the perfect image in his heart.

ding ding dong.

The sound of blacksmithing kept coming, and Zhang Wenchang concentrated on concentrating all his energy, tempering the essence of chaos, and transforming it into form.

During this period, countless flames were refined.

On the tenth day, the clanging sound of iron finally stopped.

A simple cauldron of chaos emerged in form, with two ears producing yin and yang, and three legs anchoring the heaven and earth. It had a feeling of the natural way of heaven and earth.

Zhang Wenchang drew out half of the chaotic energy in the black gourd and continued to temper it, trying to refine the chaotic energy into the essence of chaos.

They were originally from the same source, so the tempering was very fast this time. It only took two days for the astonishing weight of chaos energy to be refined into it.

In the following days, Zhang Wenchang followed the same pattern and refined the Chaos Clock.

With the experience of refining the Chaos Cauldron, the speed of the Chaos Clock was much faster, and it only took ten days.

A simple and natural chaos bell was refined and formed, and then it took another two days to refine all the remaining chaos energy into it.

Zhang Wenchang used the Purple Gold Pagoda to engrave the Thunder Emperor's treasure, the real dragon's treasure, and the Phoenix's treasure into it.

Zhang Wenchang had the rough embryos of two Ji Dao weapons.

However, Zhang Wenchang thought about it and realized that if it were made into two weapons, it might be better to make it into one ultimate weapon.

After all, the Zhongding Pagoda is a heavy weapon, and it never thinks that there are too many materials, and any amount of materials can be smelted into it.

As for the Chaos Cauldron, Zhang Wenchang looked at the black gourd, and his heart suddenly moved.

Why do you have to use that supreme soldier soul to repair the black gourd?If this Chaos Cauldron is regarded as an extreme weapon that has lost the rules of the emperor level, then can it be directly turned into an extreme weapon as well?

Thinking of this, Zhang Wenchang suddenly felt that his mind had been opened.

What name should I give him for this Chaos Cauldron?Zhang Wenchang pondered secretly.

Wenchang Ding?Chaos Divine Cauldron?Ancient Emperor's Divine Cauldron?
Putting aside the issue of the name for the time being, Zhang Wenchang took out the small void mirror and teleported it hundreds of thousands of miles away.

He found a desolate desert, then took out these two weapons, and finally took out the black gourd.

Then settle in it with the true spirit of the cave, evolve the Thunder Emperor's secret technique, and communicate with the thunder calamity.

Rumbling, the real catastrophe landed, and the terrifying sea of ​​thunder submerged the three weapons.

They began to evolve thunder tribulations and evolve continuously.

That Thunder Tribulation went from weak to strong, constantly improving.

It took a full eight days to overcome the tribulation. After Zhang Wenchang checked, he found that it was indeed at a level above the king's divine weapon and below the holy weapon.

Because of the lack of the laws of the holy way, he cannot cross the threshold of the holy level.

But a weapon god was born inside, which Zhang Wenchang was very satisfied with.

After playing with them for a while, Zhang Wenchang collected them and threw them into the Sunflower Cave.

Zhang Wenchang took out the small void mirror, instantly tore the void, and teleported towards Zhangjiazhai.

At this time, the big black dog moved upon hearing the news, and came the fastest. He was already waiting here.

On the second day, the bandits also arrived, and on the fourth day, Pangbo finally arrived.

"When I went for a run in Zishan today, I saw several scary figures. It seems that someone has noticed Zishan here." The big black dog ran back and said.

"The people from the holy land and the noble family have not arrived yet. The people here must be top experts. They guessed the Zishan tomb through the clues in ancient books, or from the mouths of some ancient creatures who were born in advance." Zhang Wenchang said.

"That's an old man with a strong nose and a high level of cultivation. This emperor can't see through him."

"It seems that the people in Zhangjiazhai must be urged to clean up quickly and leave immediately."

Soon there was an old Taoist priest, wearing ancient Taoist robes. It looked like it had been there for quite a long time, and it was a little white after washing.

He flew over Zhangjiazhai and glanced at the ground.

Zhang Wenchang felt a sudden panic, as if he was facing a sleeping dragon.

Zhang Wenchang looked at the gray-haired old man. He looked like he was 80 years old, but he was in good spirits.

A thought occurred to him, this person could be Taoist Chilong.

Rumble.

Not long after, there was smoke and dust on the distant horizon, and there was a thunderous explosion. The energy fluctuation was very terrifying.

There was the direction of Zishan, as if an earthquake had occurred, the whole land was shaking.

The departing old Taoist priest, who Zhang Wenchang guessed was the Red Dragon Taoist, was like a red light coming from a distance.

His two eyes were like two golden lamps, and his dry body exuded a terrifying aura.

Although his stature is small, he gives the impression of a giant, like a sleeping dragon.

The stone tools in this village had already been looted by Zhang Wenchang and replaced with stone tools made of ordinary stones, so no one came here to look for treasures.

The vibration coming from far away almost sent the entire Zhangjiazhai flying up.

Zhang Wenchang took out the turtle, snake and lotus lantern, and the flames flashed, freezing the entire stone village.

The people in Zhangjiazhai were almost bloodbathed.

"What happened to Zishan? Was there an earthquake?" The people in Zhangjiazhai were extremely nervous.

"Everyone pack up your things quickly and prepare to evacuate from this place at any time. You can come back if you have a chance in the future, but now you must leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible."

Zhang Wenchang flew into the sky and watched from a distance, looking in the direction of Zishan.

There was a huge black dragon there, hundreds of feet long, extremely huge and terrifying.

At this time, his body was tightly wrapped around the top of Zishan Mountain, and his body became tighter and tighter, just like the Great Wall of Steel, trying to wring the top of the mountain off.

Each scale on this black dragon's body is more than half a meter long, shining with black light, and extremely hard.

It was his tail that slapped Zishan just now, causing the movement.

Zhang Wenchang thought for a while, and instantly took out the incomplete Holy Sun God Bell, which contained the weapon god transformed from Zhang Wenchang's cave soul.

The sun god clock instantly turned into a golden god-man, and he quickly flew towards Zishan.

When he came close, he pointed at the black dragon, "Duh!"

Following his beeping lightly, a sound like a golden bell came out, shaking the whole world to buzz.

That black flood dragon, his body seemed to be smashed to the ground by a giant hammer. He writhed and struggled in pain, making the whole Purple Mountain seem to be shaking.

That golden god-man stood in the sky, exuding wisps of holy pressure. It was the incomplete holy law, full of oppression and suffocating, as if facing a saint.

The huge black dragon, like a mouse seeing a cat, trembled all over, curled up into a small loach, turned around and was about to fly away.

"Did I let you go?!" The golden man of God spoke like a bell, buzzing.

He opened his mouth wide open, as if forming a black hole, as black as ink, and countless mountains, rocks, vegetation around him were sucked into his mouth and turned into dust.

The dragon, as black as ink, struggled hard, but was still pulled by a mysterious force and flew towards the mouth of the golden god.

With a thud, the golden god-man swallowed the big loach.

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