The blue flame flipped, the yellow flame jumped, and the red flame condensed into a small bead, rolling on the Purple Golden Peak.
The heat wave became more and more surging, and the Zijin Peak was controlled by Li Xuan's spiritual sense and suspended in the flames. The rich purple gold seemed to be about to melt into juice.
Just then, Li Xuan moved.
The fingertips quickly cut on the purple gold, leaving behind patterns.
At the same time, a huge spiritual power surged into the furnace, wrapped in the demon-like fire and hit the leaves of the Vermilion Bird Fruit.
A golden thread flashed in the flames, stirring up endless heat. The leaves of the Suzaku Fruit, which had originally been unresponsive, suddenly trembled for a moment and finally began to decompose and melt.
That golden thread was a trace of flame essence condensed in the demon seed after swallowing the Vermilion Bird Fruit. If it weren't for its help, it would be difficult to melt a small leaf.
"Huh..." Li Xuan wiped off the sweat beads on his forehead and felt a lot more relaxed.
Melting the blades is the most difficult step in this repair, and it will be much easier to get through this moment.
The next step is to reshape the Zijin Peak. Li Xuan shook his wrist and summoned the almost unformed Zijin Peak from the furnace and threw it on the anvil.
A big hammer appeared in the palm of his hand. Li Xuan swung his arm and knocked it hard. He heard the sound of "dang" and the stars splashed everywhere! After a series of storms and rains, the Zijin Peak gradually reappeared in its prototype.
Come on, Li Xuan threw away the hammer and replaced it with a set of exquisite tools.
I heard a crisp "hissing" sound, and there were crisscrossing patterns on the surface of Zijin Peak, which was Li Xuan re-arranged the talisman array.
“Buzz!”
As Li Xuan's fingers slide, the juice melted from the leaves of the Vermilion Bird Fruit was applied into the patterns of the talisman array by him.
When the last stroke was finished, Li Xuan felt that his spiritual sense seemed to have been exhausted, and he sat down to the ground in despair, breathing heavily.
"The cultivation level is still a little weak... If I have the cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm now, I can definitely make it stronger.
It’s not impossible to kill a strong man of Yun Zun at once.”
Li Xuan thought to herself.
He took out a "Ningshen Pill" and swallowed it into his stomach. After the medicine was melted, Li Xuan felt a little more comfortable.
Although he was very tired, when he saw the new appearance of Zijin Peak, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.
"Fourth-level spiritual weapon!"
Li Xuan was proud.
In the Little Thousand Immortal Realm, spiritual weapons of this level should not have appeared.
In other words, only the reborn immortal master, Li Xuan, can do such things that transcend the limits of the world.
However, most of this is attributed to the leaves of the Vermillion Bird Fruit. Without the top-notch treasure assistance obtained from the Soul Valley, Li Xuan would not be able to do it.
"Well, it's almost a day passed. Should I explore the treasure house?"
Li Xuan put away Zijin Peak and left the mini world.
...Hei Iron Guangming sat on a satin brocade stool, with a small sandalwood table in front of him, four cold, four hot and eight side dishes full of fragrance.
Four corpses stood in the corners and stood guard for him. The low-level corpses were all gnawing dried meat and drinking spring water in the distance. The treatment of the two sides was completely different.
However, the zombies seemed to have been used to this level gap. In the minds of the corpse soldiers, the nobles of the four major families seemed to be high, although they did not understand when this hierarchy began and why it was like this.
With a slight frown, the Black Iron Light spit out a piece of meat.
He said to himself coldly: "The chef who is in the army is getting more and more perfunctory. How should you eat it if you taste so light?
Should I pickle it when I go back?"
His eyes swept over other dishes, and Hei Tie Guangming shook his head: "Marching meals really make the demons unable to get their appetite. God knows if a war lasts for a year and a half, I will starve to death..."
Throw these away.”
Hei Tie Guangming sighed and pulled out a white handkerchief and gently wiped his lips and fingers. His skin was whiter than ordinary zombies, and it looked a bit similar to human skin. His appearance was also very elegant, if it weren't for his forehead.
There is a hideous one-horned horn, and his ears are slightly bigger. Some people believe that he is a handsome man in human form.
Several corpses threw away the dishes that had almost never moved with expressionless expressions, and then they heard Hei Tie Guangming say lazily: "Let's go, you must arrive at Youzhou City before sunset, otherwise all zombies will be subject to military law."
The corpse soldiers swallowed the dry jerky meat, took a sip of water in a hurry, jumped up one by one, and started a marching again.
Four corpses raised a slide rod, and after black iron lightning sat on it, they closed their eyes and calmed down. A rhythmic sound of "squeaking" sounded in their ears, accompanied by the zombie camp near Youzhou City.
Looking at the messy camp in front of him and a group of defeated soldiers, Hei Tie Guangming's face was extremely low.
"Where is the Bronze Infinite!"
Hei Iron Guangming roared angrily, "Don't think it's a big corpse from the Bronze family, and you can defeat the battle without being investigated. Let it come over to see me."
"It...it has been killed in battle!"
A corpse's sad way.
"What!"
Black Iron Light was startled, "What are you kidding? Will it die in battle?"
"It really died in battle... Wuji's corpse was ambushed by monks on the way to reinforcements and died in battle."
The corpse lowered his head and did not dare to look directly into the black iron light's eyes.
"Where is Black Iron City?"
Hei Iron Guangming opened his mouth wide and it took him a while to remember another name.
"The city corpse was also killed in battle."
The corpse's voice became quieter and softer.
"What are you doing? Both of the chief officials died in battle, why are you still alive! Even a few small monks can't deal with it. Why do I want to keep you bunch of waste?"
Black Iron Guangming was furious, its face turned red, and its eyes gradually became red. Anger made it look more like a zombie! There was a silence all around, and everyone knew that the young master of the Black Iron family had a bad temper.
OK, but he is a genius among zombies again.
He became the military advisor who went to the expedition this time at a young age and would obviously have greater use in the future, so he would definitely not have a good life if he messed up.
Hei Tie Guangming gritted his teeth and said, "All the corpses will drag them down and each will hit one hundred military sticks!"
"Big Corpse!"
One of the four corpses who had been standing behind Hei Iron Guangming couldn't help but speak, "Is this punishment too severe? Can they make meritorious?"
"When is it your turn to question my order!"
The black iron light shows a fierce light.
"Don't dare!"
The corpse hung his head.
There was a bloody storm in the camp. Seven corpses were pressed to the ground and hit their butts with military sticks cast by "flame iron". The scorching heat and huge power could not withstand even the corpses with superb body refining.
One by one, they were beaten up and screamed in pain.
After one hundred soldiers beat him, even the iron-cast zombies could not bear it anymore. All seven corpses were lying on the ground with a dying moment, unable to move.
The other zombies stood aside in silence, their hearts filled with the sadness of the dead rabbit and the fox.
Black Iron Guangming swept across the zombies with a cold expression, and finally said gloomyly: "If there are those who are not effective in combat, this is your fate!"