It seems that if these two people would have been unable to hold on without the support of belief.

As for Long Xiaocheng who was waiting next to him, he was getting more and more impatient at this time.

He stared at Ma Deyang, and then couldn't help asking: "I said, Master Ma, how long will it take? It's been so long, isn't it okay?"

Ma Deyang shook his head and ignored Long Xiaocheng's words. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have no energy to answer unnecessary questions.

Seeing Long Xiaocheng turning his inquiring eyes to himself, Yuan Wuqiang over there said with a spirit: "Well... I can only say... it's soon! This is a heaven-level divine weapon after all. Do you think the heaven-level divine weapon can be refined just by practicing it?"

"If it is really that simple, in these millions of years, there will not be only those four heavenly-level divine weapons! You're a little patient! There are so many top alchemists in the five gods, but there is only one Golden Dao God who can refine heavenly-level divine weapons in so many years! This is enough to illustrate the problem."

Long Xiaocheng thought about it, but finally stopped talking. Yuan Wu was right.

Or...be more patient.

In this way, another five days passed.

The movement inside the Jiuzhou Ding is getting bigger and bigger.

It was like the murderer imprisoned inside was doing the final stubborn resistance.

Ma Deyang and Yuan Wu were still suppressing the top cover to prevent the things inside from coming out.

Long Xiaocheng couldn't help asking again: "How is it? I think...it's almost done? The things here are so fierce, I think it's powerful enough, right?"

Ma Deyang shook his head: "No! Don't look at this thing making a big fuss, but... this thing is actually just a divine weapon at the earth level and cannot be called a heaven level!"

"That's right!" Yuan Wu nodded and continued, "We are now polishing the ferociousness of this thing, but... it seems that this thing is a bit fierce, but this strength... is a bit unsustainable!"

"In this case...even if you polish it for a few months, the last one will be just a top-level earth-level divine weapon, and you can't be called a heaven-level weapon!"

Speaking of this, Yuan Wu sighed and shook his head.

When Long Xiaocheng next to him heard this, he was a little unhappy.

These two people were highly expected by themselves. After working hard for so long, they also used the best materials. In the end, they told themselves that all they came out was the earth-level divine weapons. If it was really just to refine the earth-level divine weapons, would they have to waste such a lot of effort?

Thinking of this, Long Xiaocheng frowned and said, "If the earth-level divine weapon came out, what's the point of us working so long?"

"Is there no remedy?"

Yuan Wu said in a deep voice: "Yes! That's to let this thing come alive!"

"Oh? How to live?"

"Now if you have bones and flesh, you will be short of blood! If you can find the bloodline of this Spirit King, there will be no problem!"

After hearing Yuan Wu say this, Long Xiaocheng hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and said, "Try this!"

While saying that, Long Xiaocheng handed Yuan Wu something.

After seeing this thing, Yuan Wu was stunned.

He said in horror: "This...this is a elixir!"

That's right, this thing is the inner elixir of the Spirit King, a bead the size of a fist, which looks translucent inside, and inside the elixir, there is a small Vermilion Bird.

It looks like a craft.

But... if you feel the vast power of it carefully, you will know how rare this thing is.

Ma Deyang was originally sick, but after seeing this thing, he became energetic: "That's great. If this thing is thrown in, then... it will definitely work!"
Chapter completed!