C232 All Kinds of Things Emperor Weapons

On the twentieth day, the rain was still pouring, and the night was darker and darker. In the clear sky, there were occasional explosions of lightning that temporarily illuminated the sky dome, and then it calmed down.

In Hong Zheng's mind, the number of runes had already reached the peak of a limit. Then, as if the three thousand great worlds had returned to chaos, those runes began to condense and merge. Nine million, eight million... In the end, there were only several tens of thousands left.

Those runes gradually condensed into the shape of a sword. It was only an inch long, but it was only a phantom image, not corporeal. However, boundless sword intent would occasionally spread out from the top of his head.

Rumble! In his mind, the world was overturned, and the sword shape became more and more solid. Countless sword energies criss-crossed in his mind, rising and falling up and down!

"This sword is about to take shape, but he needs a medium. If he used normal metal, it would seem a bit ordinary." On the twenty-third day, he occasionally opened his eyes, and his pupils were exceptionally terrifying. There were countless Flying Sword piercing through the sky, and when one looked at them, they would feel dizzy and dizzy.

"It's similar to the White Monarch Frontal Bone Spear. It's also possible. However, it was also outdated. Even if it was deduced, there would still be flaws. The White Monarch Frontal Bone Spear has been passed down for so many years. Although it's powerful, there will definitely be people who have studied it carefully. There were ways to deal with it, and they had found flaws. If it is hidden in the bloodline... it is not suitable." Hong Zheng opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes. However, he was thinking more.

"I don't lack Dao treasures right now. It's enough with the Immortal Devil Dragon Tooth Rod. What I want is to have a sword in my heart. I don't have a sword in my hand, but a sword is better than a sword." Hong Zheng muttered to himself as he continued to deduce in his mind.

All of a sudden, as if a bolt of lightning had struck him, he looked up at the ceiling. Dark clouds gathered there, and thunder exploded. It was a scene of doomsday.

"Why don't I use the Supreme Glazed Light as the carrier of this sword? Then, I derived it using the method of the Ten Directional Yunxia Heavenly Art?" His breathing began to quicken. The Ten Directional Cloud Heavenly Art, he had seen it in Bai Yuhan's mind. Even though it was just a glance, it still shocked him to the core. He thought that he was absolutely stunning, but he had to admit that the Ten Directional Cloud Heavenly Art... It was a true technique that seized the natural luck of heaven and earth.

"Without a sword, there is a sword. Everything under the heavens can be used as a sword! Clouds, plants, sand, and leaves can all become my swords! I heard from Bai Yutang that the supreme Lorie Light can connect to the secret power of another world. Compared to the Supreme Glazed Light, it contains a great secret. If I can forge the Supreme Glazed Light into a sword, I'm sure I'll have a great harvest!" Thinking up to this point, he closed his eyes once more and deduced madly.

On the twenty-fifth day, the rain was still boundless, but on his body... Not a single drop of water touched him. This was because all the pores in his body were emitting a silvery white light. If one looked carefully, upon closer inspection, it was the small swords interweaving into a ray of light. They floated on the surface of his body. An invisible force shattered the rain and bounced it away.

Zi! Zi! Zi! Occasionally, the sound of water boiling could be heard. It was the sound of the rain being cut into countless tiny droplets by the sword intent. The droplets were quickly rubbed and evaporated.

On the twenty-sixth day, his entire body was covered in silvery white calluses. They wrapped around him. Within the cocoons, a streak of supreme glass-like light appeared behind his head. It was scarlet red in color, continuously rotating, filled with the profound mysteries of the great path. Occasionally, it would transform into a curved Long Sword that would take the shape of a disc. The surface glowed brilliantly, multicolored light overflowing.

When the thirtieth day arrived, the heavy rain finally stopped. Hong Zheng's transformation had also reached its final stage.

On this day, powerful auras would surge into Dragon City from time to time.

Gai Mengbo appeared. He held an ancient Great Tripod in his hand and landed on the platform.

Gallow Bone held a skull in his hand. The runes on the skull were bumpy and full of texture, like crystal. That was the Skull Cauldron. It was rumored that it was refined from his skull after the fall of a peerless expert.

An extremely tall, three-meter tall man with a rough appearance appeared. He walked with vigorous steps, possessing a type of extraordinary bearing. He was Wann Zhong, the Heavenly Favourite in the Artifact Emperor Tower.

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When everyone arrived and saw Hong Zheng, they were all stunned.

"What is this, a silkworm?" Gai Mengbo frowned.

"It's Hong Zheng. I don't know what kind of cultivation technique he is cultivating, but he has turned himself into a cocoon." Hall Master Ye replied. He was dancing with joy. The Scripture Embryo hadn't dissipated yet, but these Heavenly Favourite had also come with the clan's treasured cauldron. He no longer had to be afraid.

Yao Laoshu also came, but this time, he didn't have the bronze lamp in his hand. Behind him was a young and beautiful woman. If Hong Zheng woke up, we'll know each other. Yuan Daodao, whom he had met once before, was the daughter of the Silk Gathering Hall's hall master.

Wann Tian, Lu Qiaoyun, Heavenly Secret Saint Son, the Damoo Crocodile with the dragon horn, Dao Mingzi, Qi Su Wan, and the others all stepped onto the platform once again.

Lu Qiaoyun was the most direct. Her temperament was ethereal, and she didn't say a single word. Her character was originally somewhat tranquil. At this time, she directly took out an ancient cauldron the size of a palm and quickly enlarged it. It was a completely red Scripture Furnace.

"Heavens, that is the Monarch Blood Furnace. It is rumored that it was soaked in the blood of an adult Monarch Blood demonic beast."

"Look at Wann Tian's hand, that is... a River Bottle!" An immortal bottle appeared in Wann Tian's hand. The surface of the bottle was painted with rivers, mountains, and rivers, vivid and lifelike. When one's eyes fell on it, it was as if one was standing in the middle of a mountain and river.

The bottle was a terrifying Dao Treasure. Legend had it that it was refined by a great figure of the Artifact Emperor Tower. It had swallowed countless mountains and rivers and was stored in the bottle. It could be used to refine pills, refine scriptures, and refine weapons!

Heavenly Secret Saint Son held a golden cup in his hand. It was like a bowl, flickering and shining. It was similarly eye-catching.

"A replica of the Heavenly Secrets Lamp." Some people were horrified.

The true form of the Heavenly Fortune Lamp was on the same level as the White Monarch Frontal Bone Spear, Green Monarch Crescent Blade, and Desolate Emperor East Emperor Bell. It was known as the Monarch Artifact!

Hong Tianxia's Scripture Furnace was the most peculiar. It was a pot. As soon as the pot appeared, it erupted with grandmist energy. Purple light flickered, and there was actually a starry sky inside!

"Starry Sky Ancient Furnace, also known as the Devil Refining Gourd. Back then, the old monster of Hong Family, Hong Wangtian, used this pot to swallow a small broken starry sky and refine it!"

Hall Master Ye was shocked.

Zhan Xuanji narrowed her eyes, "It is also a replica. The real Starry Sky Ancient Furnace might still be lying in the depths of Hong Family Ancestral Land. But this thing is enough to refine scriptures! "

"Since everyone is here and the treasure has been brought, let's start now. Let's start quickly. I can't wait any longer. " Hall Master Ye said. In the past month, he had almost never slept well. Not only did he guard the Scripture Embryo, he was also scared.

"What about Hong Zheng?" Someone asked in a low voice.

"Don't wait for him. How can a disciple of his family have a Scripture Furnace of this level?" Hong Tianxia said with disdain.

"Waiting for him is also a waste of time." Gallow Bone said.

"We have to wait." A deep voice was heard. It was so loud that even the void was shaking. Everyone turned around and saw that it was Wann Zhong!