"Yes, but you are not the only one who is uncomfortable. Look at these two guys, isn't it the same?"

As he said that, Guan Heng pointed to the flesh-winged monster and the purple-patterned monster that were held down by the old monkey and the hunter. After hearing the noise from the collision of the spirit insect fossils, the other party became extremely uncomfortable, his face filled with pain and twisted expressions, but he returned to normal after a few breaths.

"This time is too short, and it seems not enough to shock or suppress the other party." When Gu Sangnu said this, Qing Huang also spoke: "Unless we can slightly transform this thing, Ah Heng, do you have any specific thoughts in your mind?"

"Well..." Guan Heng lowered his head and thought, he happened to see the ghost swallowing meow. Xiaobai walked over from the side. He saw the bell on Xiaobai's neck at first sight. He suddenly shouted: "I have it, I have an idea."

After saying that, he reached out to grab the curved stick and murmured to himself: "I don't know how to melt it?"

"What?!" Ruotao next to him was a little unhappy after hearing this: "I haven't had enough fun yet, why are you thinking about destroying the things?"

"I didn't say I wanted to melt it completely, why are you in a hurry?" Guan Heng gave the other party a blank look, then continued to ponder. Lieze said: "Can't your hot and high temperature of the power of the original fire melt this thing?"

"This stick can absorb fire aura, so it should be a little difficult." As he said that, Guan Heng bent his finger and bounced the long stick, and suddenly muttered: "If the hot and high temperatures and extremely cold temperatures are repeatedly tempered, it might be easier to make it soft and then melt."

"Cold air?! Can you use me?" As soon as Qing Huang said this, he reached out and pulled out the Lotus Blade. Guan Heng nodded immediately: "Well, it's not appropriate to try it out immediately."

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Immediately afterwards, Guan Heng had a single palm to accumulate the power of the original fire and suddenly held the piece, "Rui,Rui!" The combined force of ice and fire eroded, causing the stick to produce a series of harsh sounds, and gradually bent downward in the blink of an eye.

However, after a few breaths, Guan Heng suddenly stopped: "No, it's already reached its limit. It seems that the heat is enough, but the cold air is a little worse, and both sides cannot remain equal, so the stick cannot continue to soften."

"What should I do?" Qing Huang said: "Now it is the upper limit for the release of cold air from the Lotus Blade. If the burden is increased, the "Ice Spirit Bead" embedded on it may burst out."

"It's okay, because I still have this thing." Guan Heng took it out in his arms, then took out a blue bead and shook it in front of her: "This is the bead given to me by the Xuanbing Demon Dragon."

With the cold air of the Xuan Ice Bead and the Lotus Blade fusion with each other, and with the continuous release of Guan Heng's original fire power, one end of the stick more than a foot long finally made a "click" sound and broke.

"Okay, now is the most critical time. Qinghuang, don't be stingy with the cold air, hurry up and transport it to my hands."

After saying that, Guan Hengshuang held the strange broken metal and rubbed it and twisted it. Under the influence of his own fire spirit and the cold air released by Qinghuang, the metal continued to soften. In the blink of an eye, Guan Heng was rubbed into thin strips, and then it broke into pieces, and then twisted into a circle the size of a bracelet.

After working hard for a while, he finally stopped and placed the rings on a large bluestone in front of him. Qing Huang asked from the side: "How is it, has it been successful?" "Well, the first part was basically successful, and then it's time to use this spirit insect fossil."

As he said that, Guan Heng picked up two fossils and continued, "This thing is quite strong, but it should not be difficult to make it into a 'bell'."

After counting breaths, Guan Heng made more than ten fossils with short blades into round bells. Xiao Hei thought it was very interesting, so he reached out to pick up two and looked at them. Ruotao next to him shouted: "Be careful, if they touch each other, the noise generated may make your ears deaf."

"Ah?!" Xiao Hei was really shocked when he heard this.

"It's okay."

Guan Heng said at this moment: "I drew a few thin slits on the surface of the spirit insect fossil bells. When they hit each other, the sound will change. It is not so harsh after you hear it. And when using this thing, using spiritual energy to protect the ear holes and eardrums, it should be foolproof."

"The monsters are full of fear of this metal, mostly because after infusing spiritual energy on this object, the metal will merge with it, resulting in an indescribable strange aura. Therefore, the mysterious rags can completely control them."

At this point, he picked up a metal ring, put two small bells on it, and continued: "Now I have made these 'bell bracelets' with the metal material of the bent long stick. It can not only generate the noise of the spirit insect fossils, but also inject spiritual energy to release the aura that deters monsters. It must be effective. Let's test the effect now."

Speaking of this, Guan Heng handed the bracelet to the middle-aged man: "You try it first, because this thing is mainly made for the envoys of the Spirit Palace."

"Thank you, Mr. Guan." The middle-aged man took the object's slightly jaw head, then put it on his wrist, and then turned around and walked to the two monsters.

"Aowu, aoyu--" He smelled the bloody smell on the other party's body that had not dissipated. The meat-winged monster could not control his fierceness and immediately roared at him.

"All beasts have been captured alive, they are still so fierce." The middle-aged man looked at this beast and thought of his dead companions. His face turned pale with anger, and his fists were clenched. "Go on."

Guan Heng gently spit out these three words, and the middle-aged man immediately shook the ring bell on his wrist, "Dang Cang Cang--" As expected, just like Guan Heng said, the sound was no longer so ugly, and everyone didn't even cover their ears.

But when he heard the sound of the flesh wings, the two monsters with purple patterns could no longer bear it, and both roared and screamed: "Jijiji!"

Especially the weaker flesh-winged monster, his whole body was slimming and shaking. Guan Heng narrowed his eyes suddenly, and then said, "It's now, try pouring spiritual energy into the ring."

"Okay." The middle-aged man agreed. He was at least at the level of a primary spirit general, and it was easy to do such a small thing as bringing out spiritual energy.

“Huhuhuhu——”

The stream of spiritual energy rushed into the circle with the flow, and the object suddenly shone with a faint strange light. The flesh-winged monster and purple-patterned monster on the opposite side could not stand it. The former suddenly made a tragic sound, "Raa!" Several cracks appeared in the head, and then they burst into pieces, and the dead body fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!