"Boy, it''s the last step. I''m going to engrave my Ouyang Yezi pattern on the long gun. You can support me."

    Ye Zi roared with an excited face.

    For any forging person, it is probably their greatest hope to forge an immortal artifact. This is not only a symbol of status and honor, but also a kind of dignity and recognition.

    Facing Ouyang Yezi with a crazy face, ye Fantian nodded wordlessly, but his face showed an extremely dignified look. At this time, the whole body of the long gun showed a silver white color. The scarlet flame on the tip of the gun seemed to have some kind of spirituality, constantly emitting strange light, but even if it was so close, Ye Fantian can still feel the heat and terrible destructive power that can''t be covered up.

    "That''s the condensation point of all the flames. Don''t touch it."

    Qingxuanzi said with a smile.

    Ye Fantian gently agreed, but he was extremely frightened in his heart. What a terrible energy if all the flames were condensed together. Ouyang Yezi concentrated all the other party''s flames on this point with his 18 hammers. I''m afraid this means is not something ordinary people can do.

    "Ouyang fireman! Masters, the spirit of our ancestors in heaven must help me fulfill the hope of the Ouyang family, and the last step must be successful."

    With Ouyang Yezi''s low voice prayer, his huge palm bloomed like a lotus.

    "Condense the soul!"

    The roar like a tiger was frantically vented from Ouyang Yezi''s throat, and the strength of the sound wave swallowed everything around him in an instant.

    The Qi frenzied riot, in which the thick Qi around Ye Fantian constantly gathered, and even the strength of sucking was used. This was simply not a voice that human beings could make. He felt the smell of the Qi frenzied riot in his body, and ye Fantian couldn''t help sighing secretly.

    A lot of dust began to fly, but it was quickly burned by the surrounding heat.

    Peng! Peng! Peng!

    Two huge palms quickly appeared in the flame. No, it was clear that the two palms existed with the help of the flame.

    At the moment when the palm appeared, the long gun with a length of three meters was caught in his hand. At this time, ye Fantian, whose real Qi was still controlling the stove, suddenly felt a relaxed feeling from his body. It was obvious that the pressure brought by the long gun had completely shifted to Ouyang Yezi''s body.

    The two huge flame palms seemed to be the hands of God. During this period, they contained Wan Jun''s strength and picked up the long gun that was shaking constantly.

    "Hum, I used Ouyang''s fireman for the first time and the only time in my life. How can I let you run away, boy? Wait for the bleeding. Once I''ve finished it, the soul will start to condense. Now it''s gradually entertaining and intelligent. You need to perfectly integrate your blood essence into it at the critical moment. This is an artifact 。”

    Ye Fantian nodded heavily. From Ouyang Yezi''s old voice, he felt that his breath seemed to be getting thicker and heavier gradually, and this feeling was extremely clear. It can be seen that the weapon making this time must have greatly consumed his mind.

    His teeth rubbed slowly on his tongue. As long as he was ordered by the other party, ye Fantian would sprinkle his blood essence on the spear in an instant.

    Hiss, hiss

    The strong friction sound was constantly sent out on the long gun, and in the harsh friction sound, the long gun was quickly condensed. Then, in Ye Fantian''s surprised eyes, the long gun was continuously shortened from three meters, and the thickness of the bowl mouth began to shrink gradually.

    The coarseness and length were decreasing, but the flame hand began to dim.

    Whoosh

    A strange air breaking sound suddenly sounded. The long gun seemed not to be controlled so much, and stretched slightly again.

    "Hum, the ignorant thing, even if it has a little intelligence, is also created by me. Do you seem to be against heaven?"

    Qingxuanzi suddenly showed an unbelievable look in Ye Fantian''s mind:

    "When he opened the aura, he really existed. How is it possible that human beings, no, can''t create life with his strength? What''s the matter?"

    Ye Fantian couldn''t help laughing bitterly when he heard the speech and said:

    "But this is in Xuantian, different from ancient China, everything is possible."

    While they were talking, the long gun was constantly fighting with Ouyang Yezi, and the volume was constantly exchanged between large and small.

    "Hum, boy, give me some blood."

    After waiting for the long gun to finally reach the level of nearly two meters, Ouyang Yezi''s voice began to show an excited tone and said loudly. When ye Fantian, who had been waiting for a long time, heard the speech, quickly bit his teeth on his tongue, and a blood mist quickly shrouded the long gun.

    Hiss, hiss

    With a gentle friction sound, the blood mist finally perfectly integrated into the long gun. After seeing this change, ye Fantian couldn''t help feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

    Sky over Tianyu city

    A large number of dark clouds seemed to be the beginning of the pressure of the army, and filled half the sky. Countless lightning seemed to be spirit snakes, rolling wantonly in the clouds, sending out bursts of amazing thunder from time to time.

    At this time, many people have found this mysterious change, walked out of their homes and began to look at the sky.

    "Eh? Why is the lightning purple and gold?"

    I don''t know who suddenly shouted like this. With the reminder of this person, everyone immediately began to talk one after another.

    Sure enough, on that day, the lightning in the air was not ordinary gold, but purple gold thunder. The smell of terror began to envelop. Some ordinary people even began to feel that their breathing was a little short and dull.

    "Well?"

    When Ouyang Yezi''s face showed a happy color, his face suddenly moved slightly. With his strength, he felt an unusual breath changing in the surrounding space.

    After listening to the light thunder, his face suddenly showed a surprised look:

    "The artifact is made by nature. The artifact is made by nature. The artifact is blessed with heavenly thunder, boy."

    Hearing this, ye Fantian, who was still looking at the long gun caught by those two big hands in mid air, couldn''t help showing a curious look.

    But at this time, a powerful threat suddenly appeared in his heart. Strictly speaking, the threat was not actively suppressed on him, and the goal of the threat was the silver spear.

    After swallowing his own blood essence, a vague connection was established between the spear and ye Fantian. Therefore, he felt the oppression on the spear quite clearly.

    "The so-called artifact is divided into two types. One is like the one refined just now. Although it has spirit, this spirit is very weak. It is basically much better than ordinary weapons, but it can not be called a real artifact, that is, a fake artifact. However, in our eyes, this is already an artifact, and the real artifact needs to be refined between heaven and earth. However It was later called a real artifact. Compared with a fake artifact, a real artifact surpasses the other party too much in power and quality. "

    "Does Tianlei add himself?"

    Ye Fantian murmured.

    "Catch it. Now the long gun has a spirit. You need to constantly refine it in order to make it a terrorist existence. Now the Tianlei has begun to brew. You can choose not to resist, but I think with the power of the long gun, you can''t resist at all. I''m afraid it will become a false artifact in the end."

    Having said that, Ouyang Yezi still hoped that ye Fantian would resist and create a real artifact. This concept has gone deep into his bones, so he hoped that ye Fantian would agree anyway.

    "Hum, how happy it is to fight with heaven."

    Ye Fantian waved his arm, and a wonderful feeling suddenly appeared. Then the silver light flashed in front of him, and the long gun appeared in Ye Fantian''s hand.

    "Hehe, it''s really worthy of being my weapon in the future. I''m not willing to become a fake artifact. Well, in that case, what''s wrong with the thunder."

    While talking, he had walked out of the door with a long gun.