Chapter 739

Boom.

The world shook and a surge of essence rose into the sky.

Everyone was attracted and looked at the top of the magic weapon sect. There was a vortex in the red cloud. It seemed that something had produced suction.

Tieyi went out from the magic ware sect, looked at Zheng Feiyue and said, "master, you can start."

Zheng Feiyue nodded and raised his palm.

The brothers of the iron blood camp scattered and grabbed a lot of long lines from the ground.

These long lines extend to different cities, connect the network of seven zongmen, and finally meet here.

As long as it's done here, it's all online.

Zheng Feiyue sat cross legged and communicated merits and virtues. The next thing is related to the power of merits and virtues. He must operate separately.

The Kung Fu of a incense stick.

Zheng Feiyue grew up, his eyes burst with golden light, and waved dozens of program cards.

Brush!

The program cards are scattered everywhere, and the immortal net is completed immediately.

Within the territory of the seven zongmen, the program cards of the immortal bars of several cities were lit up.

Buzzing.

When the immortal net works, heaven senses it and reduces a lot of merit and virtue.

Shining all over the sky, it slowly condenses into a lotus shape in the air.

The vision of heaven and earth suddenly appeared.

The golden lotus is in full bloom and shines on the earth.

Evil god mountain.

A slimming shadow stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the lotus scenery from the direction of the magic weapon sect, and said in surprise: "I haven't seen the merit lotus for tens of thousands of years. The boy surnamed Zheng has some skills."

Heart demon valley.

Nangong carefully stood on the top of the tree, looked at the lotus with a complex look, and said after a long time: "sooner or later, I will close you under the pomegranate skirt!"

Divine medicine sect.

With his hands on his back, LV Jian looked at the magnificent scenery in the sky and murmured, "Zheng Feiyue, what secret are you hiding and haven't been shown to the world."

Ming wangzong, five ghost sect, flying corpse sect, all kinds of big people were disturbed.

They stared at the merit lotus in the distance, and their eyes fell into memories.

Magic weapon sect.

When the merit lotus appeared, he jumped up, reached out and drew several gestures containing the supreme truth of heaven and earth, and gently lifted the merit lotus.

The man below raised his head and looked at it. He didn't know why.

He looked solemn and shouted at the bottom: "stick!"

Stick!

Stick!

Stick!

The sound was so penetrating that everyone's ears were buzzing, as if they were going to lose their hearing.

Buzzing.

The air vibrated with a strange frequency. There seemed to be an indescribable and unidentified consciousness cheering in the magic ware sect.

Next second.

The divine light burst, and a golden awn rose into the sky. In a moment, it came to the separated body and cheered around him.

It's a long golden stick.

The whole body exudes a smart and powerful breath. On the staff body, countless ancient and simple lines surround it, giving people a sense of ancient and desolate atmosphere.

The neck of the person below is so long that it is about to break.

Qian wangsun's eyes were bigger than the bronze bell and shouted, "the congenital magic weapon, with such power and intelligence, is a unique congenital magic weapon."

Li Wanqing murmured, "what a powerful weapon."

Wang Xiaohua also looked at the stick in the sky and said that it was far from my sword, but the envy in her eyes could not be concealed.

A good weapon is a good weapon. No one can deny it!

Following the golden long staff, there is the Mingqi master of the magic weapon sect.

The old man was red all over. It seemed that he had just taken a bath in the molten slurry. He was very dry. As soon as he appeared, he shouted, "good brother, the magic soldier has just become. It's the best time."

He nodded separately, holding the long stick in one hand and the merit lotus in the other hand, then closed his hands and forcibly pressed the two together.

The stick that had been docile a moment ago suddenly fought, and seemed to reject the merit that everyone flocked to.

Zizizi.

The stick kept bursting out golden sparks.

The people below dared not breathe. They nervously looked at Zheng Feiyue's operation. Although it was not their thing, a heart was mentioned to their throat.

The bright weapon looked congealed and said, "the magic weapon of merit and virtue is not just talk, the success or failure is in one fell swoop!"

Qian wangsun looked at the long staff of the golden Mars and felt distressed as if he had been cut off: "don't give me such a good congenital magic weapon. It's necessary to spoil things."

Li Wanqing stared at the sky without blinking.

Beside her, Lv Bu stared at her affectionately.

Wang Xiaohua's fingers were sweating, and her heart was very complicated.

Instinctively, he doesn't want Zheng Feiyue to succeed, but on the other hand, he wants Zheng Feiyue to succeed, so he can compete with one of them and step on that guy with his own hands!

Above the sky.

He looked at the long golden staff struggling in his hand without expression. At the fierce point, the whole staff was shaking and seemed to break at any time.

As a forging master, Mingqi is used to seeing big scenes, but it's the first time to play with congenital treasure.

This golden stick was made by him. He participated in every quenching of the earth fire and the carving of every grain, just like his children.

This situation is tantamount to seeing your child suffer torture. Although you can be reborn from Nirvana after surviving, if you can't survive

Squeak!

The golden stick can't bear the great pressure after all, and the stick body makes an unbearable sound.

Master Mingqi felt that his heart was about to break and said in a trembling voice, "stop, stop quickly. If you go on like this, there will be nothing."

The split face was expressionless. Instead of stopping, he increased his strength in his hands.

Noumenon has explained that if you can't synthesize the magic weapon of innate merit and virtue, you'd rather not use this stick!

Everyone saw his determination!

The people below made a series of startling calls.

"Crazy, crazy, this man must be crazy!"

"What a good congenital magic weapon. It's too late to supply it. How can it be so destructive?"

"Can't see it, can't see it!"

Qian wangsun raised his hands and shouted, "brother Zheng, brother Zheng, don't give me magic soldiers. There's no need to spoil good things!"

Li Wanqing clenched her skirt tightly with her hands and murmured, "Zheng Feiyue, the top congenital magic weapon, won't he really feel bad?"

Zhao Yun looked at her and said softly, "the boss once said that as long as there is a better choice, he is willing to try, even if he pays a great price for it."

"Why is this?" Li Wanqing was stunned.

Zhao Yun was stared at by Li Wanqing. His blood surged all over his body, and the speed of his brain suddenly decreased. He scratched his head and said, "what's wrong with life? The boss often says strange things, and I don't quite understand."

"What a strange man."

Li Wanqing was talking to herself when she suddenly heard a bang. She looked up and was shocked.

The long golden staff seemed to explode because it couldn't bear the power of merit. The golden fragments flew all over the sky and burst out like a dream.