Prehistoric: All Heavens Hongmeng Mall

All magic weapons turned into materials.

And the impurities in it have been removed by the Innate Dao Fire.

Almost refined to the extreme.

The big Luo sword embryo has been refined by Lin Fei into a mass of raw materials.

Lin Fei was still a little uncomfortable with sword-type magic weapons.

The sword is the gentleman among weapons.

For Lin Fei, he still prefers a more violent magic weapon.

Naturally, it is impossible to refine magic weapons of the sword type.

"What kind of magic weapon do you want to refine?"

Lin Fei muttered to himself, thinking secretly in his heart.

"Since I like violent fighting methods, if so, then I will refine it into a book!"

Yes, Lin Fei made a decision in his heart, and he wanted to refine it into a book.

Books are naturally not the endorsement of violence.

However, Lin Fei wanted to refine it into a violent book. During the battle, the book would turn into a terrifying weapon, directly enveloping the opponent.

This requires that the refined magic weapon has the strength to trap the opponent.

In the future, Lin Fei's opponents will at least be at the level of saints. To be able to trap such opponents, the requirements for materials are extremely high.

With Lin Fei's current strength, it is natural that he cannot refine the top magic weapon in one step.

Fortunately, the material of Da Luo's sword tire is growth-oriented, and he can slowly improve the level of magic weapons in the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Fei waved his hand and fused all the materials towards the material of the Da Luo sword tire.

During this process, the Xiantian fire once again released a terrifying temperature, enveloping all the materials.

Lin Fei released his spiritual energy again, carefully engraving the restriction stroke by stroke.

The appearance of a book is slowly taking shape.

the other side.

The war between the liches is still going on.

At this time, the ancestral witches showed their supernatural power, and five ancestral witches besieged Donghuang Taiyi together.

But Donghuang Taiyi has the defense of Chaos Clock, one against five, and he is not behind.

The rest of the ancestral witches slaughtered the great sage of the demon clan.

The great witch with a huge axe, and several other great witches, were besieging and killing Fuxi frantically.

One of Fuxi's arms had been chopped off.

He didn't waste his spiritual power to restore his arm, because it would cost him a lot of spiritual power, and most of his mind was in the formation at the moment.

Boom boom boom...

The warriors of the witch clan were extremely violent, killing and sacrificing countless times, but the follow-up ones continued to fight fiercely against the monster clan.

Fuxi was seriously injured at this moment.

Di Jun saw Fu Xi's bloody appearance.

Fuxi said angrily: "You dare to kill him, Fuxi is the elder brother of Saint Nuwa, if you dare to kill Fuxi, Saint Nuwa will definitely punish you!"

In Di Jun's heart, the safest person here is Fuxi, the most saintly elder brother.

Who knows, Fuxi is about to be the first to fall.

"Nuwa Empress, your elder brother is about to be killed by the Wu Clan, why don't you come!"

Di Jun sighed in his heart.

He brought Fuxi here, and his purpose was to lure sage Nuwa to deal with the witch clan.

If there is Nuwa's shot, their Yaozu's chances of winning are at least [-]% higher.

As a saint, the battle here naturally cannot escape the eyes of the saint.

However, even though Nuwa watched her brother being killed, was she still indifferent?

There was a deep puzzlement in Di Jun's eyes.

Could it be.Has the saint really reached the realm of unfeeling?

I saw a few great witches hesitate for a while, and looked at Zuwu.

The person in charge of the Wu Clan is still Zu Wu.

I saw Zhu Rong and Di Jiang roaring.

"Whoever he is, as long as he is a demon clan, we will kill them all! Today, even if the saint himself comes, we will let him fall! The real body of the Father God has come, I see who else can stop the true body of the Father God!" body!"

At this time, the ancestral witches were already red-eyed.

Even if Nu Wa appeared here, they would attack without fear.

Hearing the words, several great witches felt reassured.

They all shouted loudly and shot at Fuxi frantically.

In the void, Pan Gu's real body absorbed countless energies, and it has been completely formed, turning into a giant that blocks the sky and the sun, frantically slaughtering the monster race.

With one punch and one kick, countless monster masters were killed.

Whether it is Da Luo or the early days of Zhunsheng, under his hands, they are like ants.

Only the quasi-sage and above can barely resist the blow of Pan Gu's real body.

If the real Pan Gu was resurrected, even a saint would be blown away with one punch.

But this one is not Pangu's resurrected real body after all, but is composed of heaven and earth aura. Strictly speaking, it is just a formation.

At this moment, Yaozu fell into a disadvantage.

Donghuang Taiyi struggled to resist Zuwu's attack.

He glanced at Kunpeng, with extreme killing intent in his eyes.

If it weren't for this traitor, how could the Yaozu be in such a precarious situation.

If eyes could kill, Kunpeng would have been killed countless times by Donghuang Taiyi long ago.

Dong Huangtai immediately thought of Lin Fei.

The fact that Kunpeng could come here meant that it was definitely Lin Fei's instruction.

Donghuang didn't know Lin Fei's identity, but only knew that the other party was a humanoid youth with ominous heels.

boom……

Houtu's supernatural power directly staggered Donghuang Taiyi.

Donghuang quickly put away the hatred in his heart and resisted with difficulty. This time is not the time to be distracted.

Fuxi's situation is becoming more and more dangerous at this moment.

At this moment, there are already more than ten great witches besieging him.

The weakest is the peak strength of Da Luo Jinxian.

puff……

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Fuxi's dharma body was covered with scars.

Yaozu was completely at a disadvantage.

Outside the Wa Palace.

Nuwa has seen Fuxi's miserable state.

Shooting at the phantom in front of him was even more ruthless.

But after all, Nu Wa is a saint through merit and virtue. Among the saints, she is not considered powerful. The cultivation level of the saint opposite her is no longer below her, so it is not difficult to delay her.

A cold hum.

"Hmph, who the hell are you? If my elder brother falls, I will let you die!"

Nuwa said angrily.

The phantom of the saint on the opposite side is hidden in the haze, and the appearance and figure cannot be seen clearly.

The sound is also extremely illusory.

"Hahaha, just wait here for a while! After the victory of the Lich War is decided, I will naturally retreat! As for you want to kill me, then I will be waiting at any time!"

The sage on the opposite side spoke calmly, and his shots became more and more fierce.

Nuwa waved the red hydrangea in her hand, driving infinite power of good fortune, forming a field around her, and her words followed suit.

The map of mountains, rivers, and land appeared and turned into a boundless picture scroll, shrouded in the phantom of the saint on the opposite side.

"Hmph, you want to trap me, too, even if you're a petty trick?"

Boom boom boom...

The phantom of the saint waved his fists wildly, and roads emerged around him, knocking back Nuwa's map of mountains, rivers and communities.

Nuwa exploded again, but was blocked by the phantom of the saint again.

Sigh.

"Hey, can it be that the catastrophe of brother can't be avoided?"

Lich battlefield.

Fuxi let out an unwilling roar, after beheading the extremely great witch.

Killed together by the remaining great witches.

Fuxi fell!