Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

Houyi was unable to stop Kuafu and could only watch him continue to move forward.

In Kuafu, he saw the image of the human race struggling and trying to resist the demon race in the past.

Yes, why? Everyone wants to live, but natural disasters have to befall this world.

"Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs..."

Suddenly, Houyi remembered this sentence.

He did not continue to chase Kuafu, but just watched the development of things quietly until he saw the end, and then returned to the tribe.

Kuafu died.

His body turned into a peach forest, leaving a shadow on the world and nourishing the vast land.

But that’s not the end of the story.

Even if the Ancestral Witch blamed him, even if there was a conspiracy behind this, he would definitely overturn it all and kill these ten golden crows.

"The disaster has begun."

Look at the cause and effect created by your own hands.

Taoist Zhunti shook his head and sighed inwardly: "Whether it's the human race, the witch race, or the demon race, the hatred between cause and effect has been formed since the birth of these races, and it is almost impossible to change."

"These ten golden crows are actually quite good chess pieces..."

"It's a pity that there won't be a next time."

If there is a next time, I guess both the two demon kings and the twelve witch ancestors will first attack the Western Church. Even a saint cannot plot against the two overlords at the same time.

After all, the formations of the two overlords can also exert the power of the saint realm.

"We also owe the demon race karma for this matter, and we can't continue."

The Taoist Jie Yin spoke at the same time, shaking his head with a hint of pity: "Hou Yi and Kua Fu were originally from the Hou Tu tribe. Unfortunately, Hou Tu has already transformed into a reincarnation, and there are not enough people."

"If hell were overcrowded, it would be a disaster."

Zhunti Taoist chuckled, and then said: "Brother, don't worry, I understand."

"But this matter still needs the approval of that Master Tianfeng."

……

Sitting cross-legged in the cave, Lin Feng frowned slightly, feeling as if something appeared beside him, but he didn't have much energy to focus on it at the moment.

Rather than saying that the Wanbao Technique is a magical power, it is better to say that it is a unique method that was born after transforming weapon refining into instinct. It is extremely difficult to learn. From a certain perspective, it is even more difficult to practice than the Yiqihua Sanqing.

The transformation of One Qi into Three Pure Ones is easy to learn but difficult to master. To get started, you only need to practice hard, but without combat effectiveness, it is difficult to improve.

And what about this Wanbaoshu?

This is a kind of magical power that needs to be accumulated.

At the very least, one must master the inheritance of the creation of the world, inherit part of the inheritance from the great god Pangu, and understand clearly what is in it, only then will one have the opportunity to control it.

“It’s really hard to learn.”

Lin Feng scratched his head.

In this regard, he still suffered from the fact that he had practiced for too short a time. If he had practiced for a longer time, he probably wouldn't have to worry about other things.

He doesn't have time to refine weapons now.

But it's okay.

Lin Feng at this time was completely different from before. He already possessed the Lord of Reincarnation entry and was blessed with good fortune.

"If you don't know, then learn everything!"

Lin Feng found the boy again, asked for a lot of refining materials, and then returned to the cave.

This time, I felt something.

"Did he really do that?"

Guangchengzi and others were also in Kunlun Mountain and noticed the movement in Lin Feng's cave. There was no way, the noise he made was quite loud. As long as they were in the Kunlun Mountains, they would be able to hear a few noises.

"Correct."

"Right now, Master Tianfeng is practicing the Myriad Treasures Technique. He also learned the secret technique of refining magic weapons from his master and has already mastered it."

"According to Master, it won't be long before Master Tianfeng will be able to forge a finished product."

The boy looked envious.

Yuanshi Tianzun might be a little reserved when talking to other disciples, and would not respond to all of their ordinary inquiries. He would mostly give them some pointers, and then let them practice slowly on their own and slowly look for opportunities.

But in the case of Lin Feng, this feeling has completely disappeared. It is no exaggeration to say that Lin Feng has now become Yuanshi Tianzun's most beloved disciple. The more you look at him, the more you like him.

If Lin Feng had not entered the Jiejiao sect early on, he would have probably invited him long ago.

"Refining a magic weapon is not that simple."

Guang Chengzi shook his head and sighed, "That Tianfeng Zhenren is indeed a great figure, extremely powerful."

"However, no matter how high his talent is in cultivating magical powers and other areas, he may not be able to refine a magic weapon. This is no longer the same type of thing."

"To refine a magical weapon, it would take at least a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand years of hard work to achieve it. Otherwise, how could the witch clan and the demon clan still lack weapons?"

Refining equipment is a delicate job.

Guangchengzi studied this matter for a long time, and achieved some success and had some ideas.

Anyway, no matter what, he was unwilling to have a good impression of Lin Feng.

"Brother, Master Tianfeng is different."

"You forgot the sword in his hand..." The boy spoke again. It was scary to say that the demon-slaying sword that Lin Feng had used before had now become a nightmare in the hearts of countless powerful demons.

Even though he knew that there was no chance that he would die in this battle, the instinct to fight could not be changed. That thing was like a natural nemesis, and he could hardly resist it at the first sight.

"That sword was not forged by him."

Guangchengzi shook his head helplessly.

How could he not know what the boy wanted to say, but all this was too unbelievable.

If he was asked to believe that Lin Feng could refine a magic weapon in a short period of time, then what was the point of his hard work over the years?

Is it a disadvantage if I just don’t have enough talent?

"If you want me to believe this, you might as well let me believe that the sun will fall from the sky." Guangchengzi said softly.

However, the moment he finished speaking, he saw a rare look of panic on the boy's face.

"Brother, hurry, look up at the sky!!"

"The sun, the sun is falling!!"

sun?

Guangchengzi looked up at the sky in a daze, and sure enough, he saw a huge fireball falling from the sky. Upon closer inspection, it was clearly a three-legged golden crow emitting the true fire of the sun.

At this moment, a long arrow was stuck in his chest, and the witchcraft was quickly cutting off all his life force at the wound. Even if outsiders wanted to take action, they would be unable to save him.

"Hou Yi, how dare you?!!"

Donghuang Taiyi's deafening voice resounded throughout the entire prehistoric land. The quasi-saint's murderous intent burst out, and he immediately locked onto Houyi who had already taken action.

However, he is still far away in heaven, and it is too late for him to take action.

"kill!!"

Houyi pulled the longbow, and the arrow in his hand flew out with a whoosh as unstoppable as a flood.