Qin Feng is turning on the immersive weapon refining mode.
As time went by, the heavenly silks in Zixiao Yin Yang Cauldron began to fuse together.
A sack-like object was vaguely visible through the flames, with the two characters "Qiudou" written on it.
Because Fang Chang fell into his hands twice but he ran away, so he thought over and over again and decided to refine a trapping artifact.
However, his sack is different from the sack used by Holy Master Wuling. This sack can suck tens of thousands of people into it. Coupled with the toughness of the sky silk, even if the emperor is sucked in for a while, he will not be able to break free.
Of course, the prerequisite is that the emperor can be sucked in.
Boom!!
Dark clouds began to gather above Cuizhu Peak, and deafening thunder sounded.
"The divine weapon Thunder Tribulation is coming!"
San Nong, who was meditating and chanting sutras, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lei Jie in the sky, his expression serious.
His current cultivation level is the same as Qi Xiuyuan's, they are both at the pinnacle of quasi-emperor level. When faced with the thunder tribulation of the holy weapon, he can easily split it, but facing the thunder tribulation of the divine weapon level requires all his strength.
The most terrible thing is that the divine weapon has nine ways of thunder tribulation.
"If Dao Jue can help, there won't be much of a problem!"
The Third Nong couldn't help but turn around and wanted to ask Qi Xiuyuan for help.
Qi Xiuyuan didn't seem to see the look of help from the third lane. He pulled Mu Xiu and started chatting awkwardly: "Look, the sky is really sky, the ground is really earth, and the clouds are really clouds!"
"Well……"
Mu Xiu stood there awkwardly, not knowing how to answer.
Boom!!
The thunder in the sky turned into a thunder dragon, containing the will of destruction and swooping down rapidly.
“It’s better to rely on yourself than to rely on others!”
Seeing that Qi Xiuyuan had no intention of helping, Sannong could only activate the Buddha Transformation on top to resist.
Boom!!
As soon as the Thousand-Armed Tathagata's golden body was condensed and formed, it was struck hard by the ruthless thunder dragon, and the deafening roar was scattered with thunder.
"Is this thunder tribulation!?"
No. 3 was also hit and his chest was churning violently, and he almost couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Rumble!
Without giving Third Nong any time to adjust his breath, the remaining eight thunder tribulations turned into thunder dragons and continued to strike down, and the continuous thunder made the void tremble.
"puff!!"
After the Third Nong resisted nine thunder tribulations, it finally couldn't hold back and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the condensed golden body of the Thousand-Armed Tathagata was shattered in an instant.
However, there was a smile that could not be concealed on his face, because blocking the nine thunder tribulations meant that the artifact was taking shape.
"He seems to be happy too early!"
Thousands of troops, thousands of horses and others looked at the third lane and mourned for three minutes in their hearts.
Because his body has reached its limit at this time, but Qin Feng's shamelessness has obviously not reached the lower limit.
Boom!!
There were bursts of thunder in the void again, and the thunderclouds that had just dispersed gathered again.
I saw that Qin Feng didn't give Sannong any time to adjust his breath. He relied on using it to live like a year. The time passed differently inside and outside, and he refined the second artifact at an extremely fast speed. Junqu Pavilion
"Didn't you say there is a failure rate!?"
The smile on San Nong's face froze instantly, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Cry, his second artifact was successful!
Just laugh, his second artifact was successful!
Even the donkey in Widow Village couldn't help but do this without letting him take a breath!
Boom!!
The thunder in the sky turned into a thunder dragon again, and it swooped down quickly with a will to destroy.
"ah……"
The third lane was struck by lightning on the spot and screamed pitifully, and the people were instantly turned into smoking black coal.
It's just that the thunder tribulation didn't give him a chance to breathe. One after another, the thunder tribulation struck down mercilessly, causing his vision to blur, and he had reached the limit of his body.
"puff!!"
Sannong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body began to shake.
"Is it your limit!?"
Qi Xiuyuan's brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly pulled out his sword.
Buzz! Buzz!
The sharp whistle of the knife rang out crazily from the sky and the earth, forcing the deafening thunder to be suppressed.
"So strong!!"
There was a look of shock in San Nong's eyes, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.
It stands to reason that he and Qi Xiuyuan are both at the pinnacle of the quasi-emperor realm, and there is not much difference in talent, but why is Qi Xiuyuan's combat power several times stronger than his, as if they are completely crushed.
Boom!!
The roaring thunder calamity collided with the endless sword energy, and the sharp sword energy with its indomitable momentum tore the thunder calamity apart.
The sky that was originally covered with dark clouds seemed to be split in the middle, and a ray of sunlight shone on the Cuizhu Peak again.
"Qi Xiuyuan has already taken action. It seems that Lane 3 has really reached its limit!"
Qin Feng stopped and looked up at the sky.
Although he can now easily refine artifacts with various bonuses, the nine thunder tribulations that created the artifacts have restricted him.
When there was no one to stop the thunder, I had to stop and wait.
As Qin Feng stopped refining the artifact, the dark clouds in the sky began to disperse.
"It finally stopped!"
Nong San breathed a deep sigh of relief, feeling like he was surviving a disaster.
But when he landed excitedly and saw the artifact that Qin Feng had refined for him, his whole body instantly burst into pieces.
The magic staff that was said to be a Buddhist artifact actually turned into a short and thin toothpick.
"Are you sure this is a Buddhist staff!?"
San Nong was shocked and stretched out two fingers to pinch the toothpick.
"Good guy!"
Mu Xiu and Qi Xiuyuan couldn't stand it anymore and found that Qin Feng was completely unreliable.
Anyway, last time I made a mini version of Tiga Buddha for the Daguangming Temple. The project cost 1 billion yuan and completed an 8,000 yuan project.
But this time, the one-billion-dollar project was not even funded by eight yuan.
I actually used a toothpick to whip it up, and there was no trace of the Buddhist staff at all, and it was even numb and not round at all.
"Of course, don't underestimate it!"
Qin Feng immediately said: "This staff is forged from meteorite iron. The deep black is red light, and the red light is green frost. The raised particles are carefully crafted with ingenuity. It is Fe203 anti-slip design, which is easy to sweat.
If it doesn't slip, if you hold this Buddhist staff, you can fight three hundred immortals in the sky when you advance, and you can defend a piece of ancient heaven when you retreat. The storms in the world are beyond our generation. Once you enter Buddhism, the years will rush you. With a wave of the staff, you will break the world of mortals, and you will miss every inch of your life and shed tears."
The whole place fell into silence, and crows flew across the sky.
The Third Alley was silent for a long time, and then said: "Donor, you still look down on the poor monk, don't you?!"
"Did you see it!?"
Qin Feng raised his head in surprise, feeling a little incredible.
"Isn't it obvious enough!?"
With a little force, the toothpick broke immediately.
"Haha, I'm kidding you!"
Qin Feng quickly laughed and took out a string of Xixi Buddhist beads.
Nong San took the beads and looked at them, raised his head and said seriously: "I think you are insulting my IQ, and you are doing so without any concealment..."