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Two hundred and thirty first chapter new weapons

But this idea was confirmed the next moment.

Zhang Cheng's muscles flexed, and the spiritual energy behind him surged out of his body and entered the largest fire ball. For a moment, the fire ball's eyes became brighter, almost turning into a sun.

Under such high temperature, Qin Yang could clearly see that inside the fire mass, the extremely hard mother mineral of life began to distort and change.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and suddenly hit the flames. As he moved, a sledgehammer instantly appeared in his hand, pure black and extremely hard.

The aura exuding on this sledgehammer was exactly the same as Zhang Cheng's. At this moment, Qin Yang felt that the hammer had become part of Zhang Cheng's arm.

"This is the natal weapon. It is connected with the master's mind and has the same momentum." Yuan Yunshao sent a message to Qin Yang, but it only sounded in his ears.

Qin Yang Huanran also began to have certain expectations in his heart for his natal weapon.

Ding!

The hammer struck the Mother Ore of Life, making a crisp sound. Qin Yang saw that the eyes in the flames were only slightly deformed under such a heavy blow.

But there is no problem with the regulations, and the hammer is swung with no trace of afterimages all over the sky.

Swish, brush, brush!

At this moment, in front of the three flame balls, Zhang Cheng's hammer shadows were densely covered, hammering from all directions, making a tinkling sound.

Suddenly, three fire balls split open and turned into flames, covering Zhang Cheng. However, the Yunjin and Poliang Stones in the other two fire balls now turned into liquids in the form of metal.

In the flames, two streams of metallic liquid surged toward the Mother Mine of Life. Zhang Cheng was also in the flames, but the flames were unable to burn him at all.

The next moment, the hammer shadows in the sky reappeared, this time even more violent, and Zhang Cheng's momentum became as violent as flames.

Qin Yang was horrified as he watched on the side. Zhang Cheng must have used a hammer technique, and it was not simple at all.

Every time the hammer strikes, a terrifying power can erupt.

As time passed, Zhang Cheng's hammering speed became faster and faster, and Quan Sheng was invested in it.

A bright light flashed.

Qin Yang was startled, looking for the source of the light, and saw Zhang Cheng in the flames. His combed-up hair began to fall down, revealing his bright head, which reflected the light of the flames.

What a bright Mediterranean!

Along with Zhang Cheng's continuous beating, the light also lit up in bursts.

Suddenly, a brighter light dazzled the eyes. At this moment, Zhang Cheng's head reflected the brightest light.

But in that flame, the Mother Ore of Life began to take shape, and the metallic liquids of Yunjin and Poliang Stone had been completely integrated into it.

"Master nephew, bleed quickly." As Zhang Cheng shouted, Qin Yang reacted from the dazzling light.

The flame had been put away by Zhang Cheng. At this moment, a weapon was taking shape in front of him, emitting light. Qin Yang cut his finger and when he got closer, blood dripped down.

For a moment, Qin Yang and the weapon had a telepathic connection, and he could feel the location of the weapon.

Zhang Cheng put away the sledgehammer and took the opportunity to lift his hair, covering the top of his head again.

"Master Nephew, this weapon has been successful. Although its shape is not a conventional weapon, in terms of quality, it is definitely a rare treasure." Zhang Cheng said.

When he said this, he was a little embarrassed. After all, Qin Yang only had two requirements for weapons: it hurts to hit people, and it was hard enough.

There are many shapes of this kind of weapon, such as hammers, shields, etc., but this shape is the most unique.

Qin Yang was stunned, and the light on the weapon in front of him dissipated, and he caught the weapon that started to fall.

Looking closely, the shape of this weapon is really unique, square and square.

It is the famous brick!

Qin Yang weighed the bricks in his hand. The ore, which was originally very heavy, was now as light as a feather. It seemed to be the reason for recognizing the owner. On the bricks, there could be a thought that wanted to hit people.

Qin Yang was sweating in his heart. Strictly speaking, anything that can hit someone can be called a weapon, and Brick is the best among them. It has high damage, quick attack, and has a sharp point, which can deliver critical hits.

"Thank you, uncle. I am very satisfied with this weapon." Qin Yang cupped his fists towards Zhang Cheng and spoke.

The weapon has been formed, but this is only the first time it is refined. It can be refined more in the future, and the bricks may not be bad.

The bricks were as light as a feather in his hand, but according to the feeling in his heart, if the bricks were thrown out, they might weigh thousands of pieces and tens of thousands of kilograms.

If this is stored in a storage ring and suddenly thrown out when fighting an enemy in close combat, the power will be huge.

"As long as you are satisfied, that's good!" Zhang Cheng felt relieved when he got the answer and laughed.

"Master nephew, don't worry, I'll tell you one more thing." Zhang Cheng said.

"Uncle, please speak."

"Every weapon I refine has magical properties. My nephew doesn't want to know what properties this...brick has?" Zhang Cheng's face was filled with joy.

When he thought about the characteristics of this weapon, he felt quite uncontrollably happy.

"Uncle, please let me know." Qin Yang also had a look of expectation on his face.

Zhangcheng's weapons all have special characteristics, similar to the blood-drinking knife mentioned before. The more blood it sucks, the more powerful the knife will be. I don't know what special characteristics this extraordinary-looking brick has.

"Haha, the characteristic of this weapon is that it can absorb and absorb the energy in other weapons or ores to strengthen itself."

"As long as there are enough ores and other weapons and magic weapons, this weapon can theoretically evolve infinitely!"

Zhang Cheng said proudly, in his opinion, this characteristic is no weaker than that of the blood-drinking knife.

When you are not fighting on weekdays, you only need to put this brick into the ore pile, and take it out during the battle to ensure that it will be strengthened again.

If you get your opponent's weapon during a battle, even if the weapon has been identified as its owner, it can still be absorbed.

"Thank you, uncle." Qin Yang was happy and thanked him.

He also thought about the power of this characteristic, and was very happy. Now he still has many ores in his storage ring, including a small clock, which can be used as the 'ingredients' for bricks.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang." Yuan Yunshao said.

Zhang Cheng showed a joyful expression: "You don't have to thank me, this is just a greeting gift for my nephew, and being able to refine the extremely precious mother ore of life is also quite rewarding for me."

Weapon refiners can also find opportunities for breakthroughs during the process of refining weapons.

Zhang Cheng has gained a lot of experience in tempering the mother lode of life this time, and he feels that he is one step closer to a breakthrough.

"I feel the opportunity for a breakthrough and want to go into seclusion. Next time, if my nephew has suitable materials, he can come to me to refine weapons for a second time. Next time, his image will definitely look much better." Zhang Cheng said.
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