When the tenth thunderbolt fell, Zhong Wen's expression remained very calm.
Just because in the recent period, he had refined many Ten Tribulation Divine Weapons and almost gave them to everyone, and his senses were already a little numb.
"Boom!"
But when the eleventh thunderbolt fell head-on with the power of annihilation, he was finally completely moved.
The combined power of the previous ten divine thunders might not be half as powerful as this eleventh one.
The coverage area of the sky thunder is extremely wide, covering almost ten cities in the surrounding area. Just a trace of residual power that escapes is enough to make all living beings tremble and change the color of heaven and earth.
The mythical beasts Suzaku and Qingluan were flying and playing near him, but they didn't pay much attention to this catastrophe of weapon refining.
After all, the two divine birds have seen similar situations more than once.
Even when the tenth bolt of thunder came, they only retreated slightly and continued to play by themselves, not taking the punishment from heaven seriously at all.
But this unexpected eleventh divine thunder caught them completely off guard.
Feeling the suffocating terrifying power, the two divine birds couldn't help but change their expressions. They vibrated their wings one after another, even exerted their strength to suck milk, and jumped into the distance with all their lives, scurrying around like rats.
Even after using twelve points of speed and escaping from the range of the thunder, Suzaku's tail was still burnt black and green smoke was rising. Most of Qingluan's beautiful feathers were burned off, leaving him as bare as a hairless rooster. , the panic and fear on his face cannot be concealed at all. How can he still have the slightest trace of the ancient divine bird?
Of course, these two divine birds were not the only ones disturbed by the divine thunder.
All kinds of screams and exclamations echoed between heaven and earth, one after another, and they were heard one after another, which undoubtedly showed what kind of disaster Zhong Wen had caused by rashly refining the weapon here.
"Buzz!!!"
Even the Tianque Sword appeared outside the Heavenly Tribulation, shining with colorful light while emitting a loud and shocking sword cry.
As the King of Swords, it actually felt a strong threat from the direction where the Heavenly Tribulation fell.
Knowing that his choice of the weapon refining location was ill-considered, Zhong Wen, who was located in the center of Thunder, had no time to think too much.
At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, and that was to get through it.
Of course, it's not him, but to help Hongxian Dao survive this eleventh thunder catastrophe that will destroy the world.
After all, the foundation of the Red Line Knife was not very good. Even though he added a lot of precious materials, he could barely survive even the tenth thunder. As for the extremely violent eleventh one, he had no chance of winning.
But who is Zhongwen?
In this world, he is the way of heaven, he is the god, and he is the absolute will!
In front of the gods, nothing is impossible!
Frankly speaking, if it wasn't for the purpose of improving the quality of the red line knife, he could have made the eleventh thunderbolt retract into the sky with just one look.
In the midst of the thunder, cracks appeared one after another on the surface of the red line knife. This one was broken, and that one was missing. The crackling and shattering sounds were continuous, but they were completely covered up by the terrifying thunder. The state was terrible, as if It will be unable to hold on any moment and will be completely shattered into slag.
If it were any weapon refiner, this sword would have been completely destroyed long ago.
But when the person who forged the weapon was Zhong Wen, it turned out to be a different scene.
I saw him holding the sword high in his left hand, and opening his right hand upward. One after another rare minerals melted into a liquid state in the palm of his hand, and turned into water lines and shot out quickly, constantly falling on the red line knife, repairing the blade at an incredible speed. nicks and cracks.
The speed of destruction and repair reached a delicate balance, so that the Red Line Knife was always on the verge of being destroyed, but it did not really die.
"You're not done yet, are you?"
After persisting like this for a long time, seeing that Lei Lei still refused to give in, Zhong Wen finally became angry, glared, and cursed viciously, "This is my territory, it's not your turn to be arrogant!"
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, rays of light rose up from mountains, plains, rivers, lakes and seas, and rushed towards Zhong Wen's location.
Every ray of light is actually a rare and valuable ore.
This is the secret of Zhong Wen's ability to continuously refine the Ten Tribulations Divine Weapon.
All the mineral deposits in this huge world of spiritual consciousness belong to him alone. Coupled with the special ability of "Yuan Niang" Xu Wanxin to transform matter, the materials for refining are naturally inexhaustible and inexhaustible.
With the help of ores from all over the world, Zhong Wen's speed at repairing the Red Line Knife instantly soared. As more and more precious materials were integrated into the blade, the material of the sword was being iterated and optimized at an incredible speed. .
The destructive power of the eleventh thunderbolt actually became a bit unsatisfactory.
After about half a moment of tug-of-war, the power of the sky thunder finally began to weaken, and the dark clouds above the head gradually dissipated.
"from now on……"
Zhong Wen shook the sword in his hand, his eyes sparkling with excitement, staring at the cold shining blade, and slowly said, "Just call me 'Red Thread Yueying'."
Red Thread Yue Shadow Knife!
A shocking eleventh calamity weapon was born into the world!
Just listening to the number of thunder tribulations, it seems that it is not as amazing as the Tianque Sword, but only Zhong Wen knows clearly that this red-lined Yue Shadow Sword must not be underestimated.
The reason why the word "Red Thread" is retained in the name is because this knife, like the Red Thread Knife, has the domineering property of killing at the sight of blood.
And Yueying’s Yue is Zheng Yueting’s Yue.
"when!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Baodao let out a long and joyful cry, as if responding to him.
After staring at the newly born sword for a long time, Zhong Wen suddenly raised the sword in his hand and slashed hard towards his left arm.
This time, the supreme magic weapon who had experienced eleven lightning tribulations finally left a shallow wound on the surface of his skin, from which two drops of blood barely oozed out.
Almost at the same time, Zhong Wen's face changed drastically, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and his body surface suddenly shone with a bright green light.
It is not the white light of hell, but the green light shared by life.
In other words, Zhong Wen just now died once!
There’s a big boom!
Looking at this peerless sword in his hand, Zhong Wen felt excited, his blood was boiling, and he was filled with praise in his heart.
When he thought of the magnificent sight of Zheng Yueting appearing in the Youhuang chess game, holding a red-line Yueying knife and instantly slashing thousands of invincible swords, he couldn't even imagine how his side could lose.
Little brother, little brother.
I thought you were blessed with great luck, but you have already been far away
Got Tingting.
Now it seems that this is not necessarily the case.
After being emotionally agitated for a long time, Zhong Wen lowered his right hand, unconsciously looking forward to the moment when the Zheng family siblings reunited.
Next, only...
He slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of Qingfeng Mountain.
…
"boom!"
A dazzling light swept across the world, a terrifying sound shook all directions, and endless air waves raged crazily, constantly impacting the barriers of the world.
Under the incredible force, Wang Ye was violently pushed out and flew upside down for an unknown distance before he managed to stop himself.
Is this kid really in the soul state?
How could he be so strong?
His face turned slightly pale, he was breathing heavily, and stared at the dazzling light. The shock and surprise in his heart could not be described in words.
The dignified Chaos Guard, the former guardian of the Turbid Well, a man respected by the strongest in the world as the master of the world, was not able to gain any advantage in the fight with Zheng Qiyuan.
If a super monster like this occasionally appears in the world, it is not unacceptable.
As Wang Ye understands, Zheng Qiyuan is obviously not the strongest person in Luteuzhibantou, and he may not even be ranked among the top three.
He subconsciously reached out and touched his chest, and an unprecedented sense of crisis could not help but surge into his heart.
"hold head high!!!"
Before the bright light faded, a domineering dragon shadow jumped out from it, with beard and hair flying, teeth and claws showing, staring at him eagerly, ready to pounce.
"Wait a minute, little one."
Wang Ye knew that he would not be able to tell the winner for a while, so he suddenly rolled his eyes and shouted loudly, "Do you and I really want to waste time here?"
"Why, are you afraid?"
Under the dragon shadow, Zheng Qiyuan's tall figure gradually appeared, "Do you still remember who made the move first?"
"Who is Wang? How can he be afraid of you?"
Wang Ye shrugged and sneered, "It's just that it's hard to determine the outcome of this battle in a short period of time. I have other important things to attend to and I don't have time to get too entangled with you here."
"Fight when you say you want to, and stop when you say stop?"
Zheng Qiyuan sneered and said, "How can such a cheap thing be possible?"
"Aren't you in a hurry to find Ming Cai?" Wang Ye suddenly changed the subject.
"If you can tell me the whereabouts of sister Mingcai."
Zheng Qiyuan's expression suddenly froze. After thinking for a moment, he slowly said, "I might consider letting you go for the time being."
"What a silly boy."
Wang Ye sighed, shook his head repeatedly, and said, "The master and the dependents can sense each other. If you want to know the whereabouts of the Lord of Darkness, you can just ask the dependents of Wutian Palace. Why are you pestering me?"
"Is this true?" Zheng Qiyuan was refreshed.
"Isn't this common sense?" Wang Ye's words were full of contempt.
"Don't let this day pass!"
Before he could taunt him, Zheng Qiyuan had already disappeared with a swoosh, and a loud voice floated in the sky, "See you again someday, it will be a matter of victory or defeat, or life and death!"
Finally sent away!
After staring at the empty sky for a long time, Wang Ye breathed a long sigh of relief, touched something on his chest, stepped forward in a hurry, and headed straight towards the royal court.