"Squeak..." Under the re-intensified flame, the red flame black iron finally made a sharp sound, the black surface began to tremble slightly, and then melted quickly, a pure and black liquid flowed down from the red flame black iron , the volume of Chiyan black iron is getting smaller and smaller.

"It's melted, my God, it really smelted the original iron essence."

"This, how high is the temperature?"

"Let me measure it."

People were amazed, and the big tall man actively got a pair of measuring instruments, pressed the button on the instrument, and an energy network the size of an A4 paper was thrown into the range of Zhang Long's spiritual power.

As soon as the blue energy network entered Zhang Long's two-meter mental power range, the value on the meter soared rapidly.

And when the network approached the condensed fireball that seemed to be solid, there was a click, and a puff of black smoke rose from the meter, and the value on it stopped above the maximum value that the meter could measure.

"It's off the charts." Opening his mouth wide, the tall man looked at the value and murmured, while the rest of the people also raised their hands and felt cold sweat.

Looking at Zhang Long again, people began to back away again. Their overly confused brains could not comprehend the scene in front of them at all. Looking at Zhang Long's blood-red eyes that even overflowed with flames, people's awe of him turned into fear.

Zhang Qian also stood up, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at the young man who was shrouded in the fire but was safe and sound in amazement. A thirsty wolf is as excited as a lamb when he sees a lamb that is close at hand.

Some doubts about Zhang Long before disappeared endlessly in the eyes full of flames, and Zhang Qian began to believe that she had discovered the greatest genius ever.

Such a genius, if she stays by her side, as a subordinate of her Federation of Science and Technology, her status will be higher than before, no matter against the Federation of Science and Wushu above, or against the Federation of Wushu in Jiangcheng. This young man is obedient to herself, and in that day, she will be like Zhang Long, making everyone fearful and truly superior.

Thinking about it, her thin red lips even pulled a greedy, even shameless smile.

Soon, the two pieces of red flame black iron were all smelted and completely turned into a black liquid. Even though it turned into a liquid, the flame did not go out. Flames shot out one after another. If it wasn't for Zhang Long's spiritual power to control all the flames within the range of the fireball, the laboratory and even the entire building would have been burned.

"Roar……"

After the last smelting of the red flame black iron, in Zhang Long's sea of ​​consciousness, the bloody arc slowly disappeared from the dark horizon, and let out a deep and distant roar, like a giant beast yawning from ancient times.

Following this, the blood in Zhang Long's eyes slowly faded, and the flames all over his body subsided. In the end, only the flames on his hands were still steaming.

After regaining his consciousness, Zhang Long looked at the red flame black iron smelted into a liquid, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the next second, his sword eyebrows froze, and his eyes became extremely focused again.

"Crash." With his left hand, he turned on the furnace above the test bench, and suddenly, another chilling temperature came from the inside of the test bench.

Zhang Long stood still, not afraid of the temperature at all. With a sweep of his left hand, he saw a cloud of azure light mist spread out and instantly submerged into the furnace. Gradually, a larger group of irregular liquid was suspended from the furnace. When I woke up, there was a mass of bright white and crystal clear liquid, the surface of the whole mass was twisted like a horse, and the stars were shining brightly, as if tearing off a piece of starry sky, the stars twinkled, and the Milky Way was bright white...

"Boom!" With a tremor in his hand, the irregular ball of bright white liquid was thrown into the flames around Chiyan Motie. The moment the two touched, the ball of bright white liquid suddenly shrank rapidly, and at the same time Crackling sounds resounded in the flames, releasing traces of blue smoke, which disappeared completely when it diffused to the surface of the fireball.

Zhang Long's eyes became more and more focused, even his breathing seemed to stop, he was staring closely at the ball of milky white liquid that was tumbling crazily and bubbling.

The people around swallowed their saliva again and again, they could naturally see that Zhang Long was refining the milky white liquid a second time, and the bubbles that popped up were impurities in the liquid, they didn't expect that, The melting furnace of the Federation of Science and Technology has been very developed. I did not expect that there are so many impurities in the diamond liquid after smelting.

Impurities are the biggest hidden danger after the weapon is finished. It will seriously affect the quality of the weapon. When the metal material is smelted, the purer the better. If all the impurities can be removed, the maximum performance of the material can be exerted.

Undoubtedly, the crazily burning fireball in Zhang Long's hand can reach this extreme temperature.

"drink!"

When the ball of bright white liquid stopped rolling and no more bubbles came out, Zhang Long suddenly frowned and drank in a deep voice. At the same time, he raised his left hand and retracted his right hand. In an encircling shape, the red fireball was wrapped in the center.

Circles of subtle ripples spread in the room, and Zhang Long's mental power began to shrink rapidly, and finally completely attached to the fireball.

"It's about to condense!" Someone said excitedly, his voice trembling.

"I don't know what the weapon made by the master will look like." Someone murmured again.

"It must be the best of the past." The old man wiped off his cold sweat, his cloudy eyes instantly recovered the exquisiteness of his youth, and he locked on the fireball.

Zhang Qian also took a few steps forward, sweating from excitement.

After losing the flame injection in Zhang Long's hand, the suspended fireball began to shrink, and within a few seconds, all the flames disappeared, leaving only a thin layer, wrapped in two irregular masses of liquid.

One was pitch black, while the other was originally a bright white liquid, which had been tempered into a crimson color, and there was also an inextinguishable flame slowly burning on top of the liquid.

Zhang Long closed his eyes, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, the black and red domineering shape of the Burning Flame Demon Sword described in the sword map was suspended in the darkness, and there was a series of specific steps around it when it was condensed.

Consciousness walked carefully according to the steps of the condensed form, and then, Zhang Long's mental power began to follow these steps, stretching, compressing, carving out details, and forming the two balls of liquid...

"Om..." Under the forcible compression of mental power, the two groups of liquids began to merge and tremble violently at the same time. The flames jumped, and the entire void also jumped. People glanced around in horror, as if the entire field of vision was experiencing an earthquake. , The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

And the black-red liquid, after merging, began to spread out regularly, getting longer and wider, and finally, it completely formed a substantial sword shape.

The entire body of the sword is black, and the two blades are crystal-clear blood. On the whole sword, there is a layer of red flames, especially on the jet-black blade, besides the layer of flames, there is also a layer of silk. Silky black air is steaming out. If you can shrink the person to the extreme and place it on the blade, you will definitely feel that the world inside the sword is a purgatory, filled with black air and raging fire.

The blade is more than two palms wide, more than 1.5 meters long, and the rear end of the wide sword tip has a distinct barb shape. The blade in the barb is also extremely sharp, and the two sides are symmetrical, which makes the whole sword more beautiful. An all-conquering sharpness.

The hilt is a dark spiral cone, like a heart engraved with swirls. The heart is covered with a layer of flames, and there is another flame imprint on the edge of the sword at the lower end of the hilt, three slightly shaking The real flame of the body was sealed in the black sword edge, forming the shape of a mountain character, swaying endlessly.

"Huh..." After a few more minutes, Zhang Long let out a long breath when the whole long sword stopped trembling. , There was a gratified smile on both sides of the solemn face again.

The Burning Flame Demon Sword, which he has been dreaming about for a long time, took shape, and after depicting the awesome matrix, Zhang Long can have his own unique weapon, a sword that can be called a peerless artifact!

"Bitch, watch out, this young master is going to describe the energy matrix, eight stars." Looking back at Zhang Qian who was still immersed in bewilderment, Zhang Long said with a leisurely smile.

After finishing speaking, he slightly bent his left hand, and then heard a whirring sound, the long sword turned over suddenly, and the spiral hilt fell into his palm accurately.

"Hiss..." The horrifying scene made the people gasp. They could see the flame above the long sword clearly, and they could clearly see the power of the flame bursting out of the table. If the human body touched it, it might be Be reduced to ashes now.

However, just when they were surprised that Zhang Long went directly to hold the hilt, the hilt had already smashed into Zhang Long's hands. At the same time, the flames on the entire long sword disappeared instantly, as if feeling the flesh and blood of the master. , so the flame is restrained so as not to cause harm to the master.

For a moment, the domineering and sharp long sword exuding a scorching and fierce look seemed to suck even more lightly, black air was transpiring, blood was flowing, and the whole looked like a revived demon.

Holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand, Zhang Long grasped it with his right hand, and picked up the sculpting brush made of metal probes. Immediately, he cast his eyes on the black and red sword edge, and paused.

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