Supreme God King

The faint tone fell, and at the same time, Luo Huaxin's delicate body disappeared in the air. It must be said that a woman is a very vengeful animal, especially for appearance. The higher the appearance, the more it shows indifferent, but in fact, it cares very much.

Following the woman with heavy makeup, Meng Fan yawned directly, his eyes flashed, and he felt helpless, some of them didn't know that this was being taken by himself.

However, the journey went smoothly. The woman with heavy makeup led the way and went straight to the center of the Holy Fire. The more he walked forward, the more shocked Meng Fan was. Thanks to the fact that he didn't choose to enter quietly with Luo Huaxin before.

You must know that there is this great array of vitality on this road, confining the space around the void, and the arrangement is extremely ingenious. It is worthy of the three major forces in the Lihuo Palace. Even Meng Fan and Luo Huaxin are confident in their methods, but want to be It doesn't make any movement here, but it takes a lot of effort.

Following the woman with heavy makeup, under her lead, before finally came to a huge hall, the surrounding area was extremely majestic, revealing a kind of majesty. Among them, the rules are more strict, and any one of them has good strength, revealing a kind of intrepid vitality.

In the next moment, an indifferent voice came from the air at the same time,

"Red sleeves, who is this!"

While speaking, a middle-aged man walked up with a blue robe, but his strength had already reached the third level of the Heavenly Origin Realm. His eyes flickered, making people feel that it was difficult to look directly at him. The latter's was only about thirty. Left and right, it is extremely energetic.

Stepping out one step, everyone around him bowed their heads, respecting this person and didn't dare to be careless.

In the next moment, the woman with heavy makeup was already leaning on him, pressing his arm with her chest, and the whole person wanted to stick to her, and said softly,

"Master Ouyang, why are you here!"

"I just came to see the master, why did you bring an outsider in? Oh, it looks like it is still in the Heavenly Origin Realm.

On the side, the eyes of the person named Ouyang flickered, while looking at Meng Fan, his tone was rather unkind.

The woman with heavy makeup just smiled and said softly,

"This is the soul master that I have painstakingly searched for. It's not that the master wants to find a soul master recently. I share some sorrows for his old man. His mental power is quite good!"

"Oh, isn't it your concubine?"

Ouyang squeezed the chest of the woman with heavy makeup, and at the same time stepped to Meng Fan's side. In the next moment, the overwhelming majesty pressed towards Meng Fan, like a god, and the terrifying pressure spread overwhelmingly toward Meng Fan.

If it were normal, Meng Fan would definitely be contemplating everything and confronting him, but at this moment his expression changed drastically, he stepped back, and said in surprise,

"what are you going to do?"

After a few breaths, even a trace of sweat appeared on the forehead, appearing with a sense of panic. Ouyang couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction, sneered a few times, and said condensedly.

"Hmph, the mental power is not bad, and it can resist the suppression of my breath. Even if it is in the Tianyuan realm, it has just arrived. Yes, it is a little less courageous. Go in. I hope the master and the elderly can see it!"

For Ouyang’s disdainful voice, everyone on the side smiled and said softly,

"How many people can compare with Brother Ouyang!"

"Yes, the younger generation in the Lihuo Territory is also headed by Brother Ouyang!"

The woman with heavy makeup nodded vigorously, pressed Ouyang's arm with her breast a few times, then cast a wink, and said softly,

"Wait for me tonight!"

While speaking, the woman with heavy makeup twisted her slender waist and walked directly into the hall with Meng Fan behind her, causing Ouyang and others behind her to laugh.

At half a time, several people finally came to the center of the hall.

Between the ancient halls, the aura is pervasive, simple and simple, but there is no figure. However, Meng Fan's instinctive pupils shrank, and he felt an inexplicable pressure, which came from the center of the hall. It was an old man in a black robe.

With a dry body, a gray head, and numerous folds on his face, he quietly sat cross-legged on a futon, motionless. However, at first glance, Meng Fan knew that this person's methods were extremely powerful, and his winning rate for all his outbreaks and battles would not exceed 50%. He deserved to be a powerhouse at the peak level of the Tianyuan realm, and he should be a wood bone old man!

Once this kind of power reaches the peak of the Heavenly Origin, he has stepped into a higher realm. It is only one step away from entering the Profound Origin Realm. The fluctuation of his own vitality and the control of the laws of heaven and earth have reached the extreme, which is natural for Meng Fan. The realm of suppression.

However, at this moment, the old man’s complexion was not good, a little yellowish, he opened his eyes and said slowly,

"Red sleeves, what's the matter!"

"Master, haven't you always been looking for a weapon soul master? I naturally helped you find one. He is a strong person in the Tianyuan realm and has a very strong mental power!" The red-sleeved woman with heavy makeup smiled charmingly and pointed at Meng. Where.

At this moment, Meng Fan also took a step forward and said,

"I have paid my respects to senior, in Lin Fan!"

"Oh!"

At this moment, the wood-bone old man stared at Meng Fan with his eyes, as if his eyes were full of bright lights, and said slowly after a few breaths,

"It's not bad, but the young man, the old man's baby is the best of the seventh-order gods, do you have confidence?"

"Xiaosheng is for the girl with red sleeves, you can try it!"

Meng Fan arched his hands and smiled at the woman with heavy makeup. He couldn't help making the woman with heavy makeup smile again and again, her chest undulating, but she looked quite stocked.

"Oh, haha, if you can forge success, the old man will be rewarded, no matter what you want!"

The wooden bone old man gave a dry laugh, and at the same time his dry palm moved, a light flashed, and a small black stove appeared in front of Meng Fan’s eyes. Meng Fan's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

At the next moment, Meng Fan's palm was wiped on it, and his mind was shaken by the careful sensing of his mental power. I have to say that the stove in front of me is extremely powerful, and it turns out that there is a kind of aura, like an active volcano, which can completely swallow people at any time and turn into nothingness.

And in the faint sense, Meng Fan felt that there was a strong and unparalleled antiquity aura in this furnace. Even though it was not as strong as Xiaotian and others, it was absolutely scary.

"Hey, Lihuo in ancient times is a famous artifact. Even if it is an imitation, it still has a certain effect!" In the next moment, Xiaotian in the small tower said quietly, involuntarily Meng Fan nodded, stroked his eyes for a moment, and then said lightly.

"Returning to seniors, you can try this thing for a little student, but... but there is one condition, that is, this is the best product among the seventh-order gods, but it is seriously injured, so if the little student wants to repair It also takes a lot of effort, so seniors must also compensate Xiaosheng accordingly, so... Besides the materials for this refining device, Xiaosheng also wants a seventh-order god!"

The voice fell, and the look of the wood-bone old man and the red-sleeved red sleeves suddenly changed. Unexpectedly, Meng Fan opened his mouth like a lion, and wanted a seventh-order fetish. But before Red Sleeve spoke, he was blocked by the wooden bone old man with his hand raised, and said lightly,

"Okay, happy, if you want it, then I can give it to you and take you to my wood-boned treasure house. As long as you can restore the old man’s away from the stove to the original, why not give you a seventh-order **** , But well.... If you can't fix it, hum, you can ask about the old man's name in this Lihuo Realm!"

Before speaking, there was already a slight chill in his tone, and Meng Fan couldn't help but smile slightly, and said condensedly.

"Don't worry, Senior, among the sects that are extremely distant from the mainland, as long as there are enough materials now, even if it is a seventh-order divine item, I have a lot of confidence to restore it to its original state!"

The tone fell, and there was a loud sound. For Meng Fan, this was not a vain. There had been methods in this area before. Even if this Lihuo was not a mortal thing, Meng Fan was quite sure.

"it is good!"

The wooden backbone laughed, nodded, and beckoned at the same time to make Red Sleeve ready to go down and prepare the materials one by one according to Meng Fan's request. Regarding this, Meng Fan was not polite. He directly opened his mouth and took at least twice as much material. Although the wooden bone old man on the side did not speak, his mouth was twitching.

You must know that everything Meng Fan wants is of the level of heaven, material and earth treasure. This is more than refining divine objects, it is simply burning money, but there is no way, but the eyes are full of wood bones. A deep chill.

After everything was ready, Meng Fan didn't hesitate, and at the same time let everyone leave and plunge into this hall alone. Five fingers stroked the imitation of Lihuo. At this moment, Meng Fan's mental power was also slowly running on top. It was definitely a challenge for him to repair a seventh-order divine object.

But the more so, Meng Fan's five fingers slowly clenched, and the tide-like mental power circulated in an instant. You must know that his craftsmanship is inherited from Ruoshuiyi, and this aspect has always been Meng Fan's survival. The cost can be called a second means outside of combat.

Repairing this ancient **** fetish, once it was successful for Meng Fan, then his refining methods would inevitably skyrocket, and it would even be a huge help to mental power. With a move of five fingers, in the next moment Meng Fan’s mental power was completely integrated into the furnace, and at the same time he uttered a word,

"open!"

The voice fell, and a cauldron of eloquence appeared in the hall, surrounded by mist, exuding a kind of ancient divine might, and it was the mother cauldron.

This thing is related to the ten great gods of the past. Even though it is only fragments, under Meng Fan’s urging, an unimaginable horror aura erupted. Meng Fan's heart was also shaken. At the same time, the furnace There was a strange blue flame in it.

As soon as he raised his hand, Meng Fan directly put the Lihuo into it. The vitality in his body revolved around the mother cauldron. In an instant a majestic flame erupted. This flame was a self-made method in the mother cauldron. It was extremely terrifying, and immediately caused the temperature in the entire hall to burn.

Along with Meng Fan's movements, the temperature between the halls is also getting higher and higher. It turns out to be ready to refining the furnace again, between a few breaths, and in the fire, he is also unwilling to show weakness, one The aura that belonged to the instinct of the seventh-order divine object burst out, and suddenly collided with the flame in the mother cauldron.

bump!

Under the collision, the hall trembled, and Meng Fan also shook his whole body at this moment. His mental strength was almost shattered and the corners of his mouth cracked. He clearly understood that the powerful existence among the seventh-order gods who wanted to reintegrate was indeed one. A very difficult thing.

But it must be so, because this is one of the laws of refining tools. If you want to merge the gods, you must first surrender the gods, then you can break and stand and re-forge...