In the depths of the lake, the silent refining furnace started to riot again. The roar became more and more intense, deafening, shaking the lake, and there were a large number of raised fist marks on the surface of the cauldron, echoing the dull roar.
"Not dead yet?" The white-haired old man looked at the roaring and shaking cauldron in disbelief. This is an ancient weapon refining furnace. Don't even think about getting out after entering it. Even he is afraid of the raging flames and refining energy inside.
Qin Yan ran wildly in the depths of the furnace, and the divine lines all over his body turned into whirlpools, frantically devouring the energy inside. For anyone, these melting energies are the destructive power to smelt blood bones and calcine the soul, but for him it is indeed a nourishment like heaven and earth. The vortex in his whole body surges with strong devouring power, Then the power of the refining furnace poured into the whole body. Although it was painful, there was an indescribable joy.
Streams of energy entered the body, the soul burned, and the bones glowed.
He was in pain, but also excited, taking turns to release his strength with heavy punches.
Since the magic circle cannot be broken for a while, let the old guy lead him into the magic circle.
The white-haired old man was about to suppress it, but the cauldron cover was lifted with a loud bang, and it was blasted towards the old man, followed by strong light and flames, Qin Yan rushed from inside with the majestic refining power come out.
Boom!
The old man's right arm turned into a sharp claw, and he lifted the lid of the cauldron, but the flames rushed towards his face.
"Old guy, thank you for bringing me in, I'm not polite." Qin Yan screamed, punched and struck violently, Shenyuan and Shenwen blended, and the momentum soared to the extreme, as if the realm was about to cross the barrier. Because the whole body is full of whirlpools, all the energy in the cauldron was torn out at the moment when it flew out, and it also turned into a giant fire dragon.
The fire burns Shenyuan, the dragon's body riots, and the overwhelming dragon's power riots, like thousands of troops galloping, and like chariots running over the sky. Although this fire dragon is not as complete as the fire dragon released by the old man before, even a little distorted, but it is more violent and terrifying, as if all the power in the furnace has been withdrawn.
The old man was frightened and angry, a mouthful of blood spewed out, the blood was floating, a bright light flickered inside, a silver needle changed drastically in the wind, turned into a battle halberd, and struck violently.
This is the weapon transformed by the furnace, and it is also the soldier who will accompany him all his life.
In an instant, his blood flowed backwards, his soul screamed, and he merged with the halberd, launching a desperate blow.
but…
The fire dragon galloped, its power was astonishing, and it knocked him back thousands of meters in a blink of an eye, his flesh and blood were melting, revealing his white bones, and the halberd in his hand trembled violently, almost about to let go.
"Break it for me!" Qin Yan was as quick as lightning, and hit with a heavy fist, hitting with the war halberd. Shaking it with flesh and blood, it is so barbaric, so domineering, the violent impact echoed in the abyss, rolled across the lake, the momentum was terrifying, and huge waves exploded on the lake thousands of meters above. Terrible sound waves rolled in all directions, sending those Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses flying out in embarrassment. Some people's eardrums ruptured, blood oozes from their seven orifices, and they fell to the ground screaming miserably.
Even Jin Jiao Qingji let out a deep roar, resisting the oncoming energy.
The Great Elder frowned slightly, what's going on below, it seems that someone is fighting
"Ahhh!" Qin Yan stormed away, bombarding thirty times in an instant, directly shattering the war halberd.
The old man's hands were broken and he screamed miserably.
At the same time, the berserk dragon rolled over him as a whole, and then quickly returned, pulling the boundless flames and rushing towards him, engulfing him completely.
The flames were billowing and the dragon mighty, as if it had turned into a furnace, burning the old man alive inside.
The old man screamed and roared, the Taoist robe glowed, rushing into the mountains and rivers, the shape of all spirits resisted the refining of the fire dragon, but this energy was too terrifying, quickly annihilated his embarrassing resistance, and burned the Taoist robe. However, as the guardian of the sky, the old man is quite domineering. At a moment's notice, he tore off his Taoist robe, as if picking up a piece of sky, blasted away the giant dragon, and killed it in a panic.
However…
Qin Yan was already waiting outside, in a strange posture, carrying his back. The vortex of his whole body converged on his back, forming a huge mist, as if he was carrying the blue sky. down.
The old man was terrified, he opened his mouth to spurt out blood, and he was still fighting to the death, but before he could unleash his offensive, the mist fell, like a sky pressing down.
There was a crackling sound, blood and flesh splattered, and the old man was severely suppressed to the depths of the vortex.
Qin Yan followed up like lightning, roared furiously, surrounded by divine marks all over his body, and punched the old man hard with a speed exceeding the speed of light. "Your mission is over, and Lingbao is mine."
The old man wanted to dodge, but it was too late. Seeing the heavy punch approaching and feeling the power of the gods rushing towards his face, he felt a burst of despair.
The secret realm... lost...
boom! !
Qin Yan smashed the old man, went straight to the abyss at the bottom of the lake, and descended to the deepest part of the secret realm.
"It's so hard to clean up an old guy!"
Qin Yan was very dissatisfied with his performance, but he was still attracted by the secret place in front of him.
This is an empty field, and there are remains of altars everywhere, some of which can still be seen, and some only have some outlines left, but every altar is full of strong magma, which is continuous.
The magma flowed along the deep ditch of the site, shining with strong light and high temperature. All the magma interlaced to form a huge and complex magic circle, which together surrounded the open space in the middle, that is, the high platform where the cauldron furnace was located.
Qin Yan looked around and saw a large number of weapons floating in the air. There is a flaming spear, with flames soaring into the sky, and its sharpness is like electricity; there is a black gold trident, buzzing and roaring, as heavy as a big mountain; horror.
These weapons are not ordinary at first glance, they are likely to be refined in the cauldron furnace, and without exception, they are all sealed with spirit bodies and have their own spiritual wisdom.
If the group of people outside saw these weapons, they might all go crazy.
Qin Yan looked around and looked around, but frowned slightly. Although these weapons were extraordinary, they were of no use to him. What he needed was the kind of peerless domineering soldier who could destroy the world and reverse the chaos, or a A spiritual treasure similar to an elixir. But the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. He looked around and looked around, but nothing caught his eyes.
Is there really only such a thing in the secret realm that Tianmu is trying to protect
Nine Dragons Gongzhu, are these weapons evolved
Qin Yan was not reconciled, nor did he believe it. He carefully felt this empty secret place, always feeling that there was something hidden.
Could it be hidden in a weapon? still…
Qin Yan's attention fell on those altars, and his eyes followed the flowing magma to the big altar in the middle.
The cauldron looked a little dim because he had swallowed a lot of energy, and the aura it exuded was much weaker.
Qin Yan suddenly rushed to the cauldron, grabbed it, and flung it away. The weight of several hundred tons was almost like a sack in his hand. The cauldron left, revealing the majestic and simple altar below, which was more than two hundred meters wide, and magma from all over the place gathered continuously and poured down along the cracks.
Without the suppression of the cauldron, the cracks actually exuded a golden mist, and also surged with astonishingly high temperatures.
Qin Yan looked down through the gap, his complexion changed slightly.
Below is a huge magma lake. The specific area cannot be seen, but the majestic atmosphere can be felt. The terrifying high temperature distorts the space, as if it can melt everything. In the boiling magma lake, there is a small tree that grows inconceivably, with golden light all over, shining brightly, the small tree is not big, only about half a meter, filled with golden divine brilliance, as if shrouded in a golden sea of stars, hazy.