Chapter 1282

On the rocks, the fire is burning!

On a huge stone, Meng fan's whole body does not move, and the gas tripod of ten thousand mother and son glitters, frightening the void.

The silence for three years does not mean that Meng fan's strength has retreated. Instead, he has become silent and refined under this kind of experience, which leads him to an unfathomable situation.

Even though it did not break through the quasi God, the strength of Meng fan has been improved unprecedentedly in the past three years.

However, in the hands of the master and son Qi Ding, Meng fan's forehead is a little sweat, wet the shirt, palm change, power operation, control this big tripod.

Among them, what burns between the fire and light is the fusion of the two eight level deities, plus countless natural materials and earth treasures falling into it, which will make Meng fan so hard.

Master WanMu Ziqi tripod, break through and upgrade it!

This method is not without risks. The more you reach the peak, the more terrifying it is. It's more dangerous than breaking through the vitality. It's just that between one breath, it consumes the spirit of the soul master. Especially, as Meng fan refined, he wants to break through the level 8 barrier to reach the top of the magic weapon and reach the Ninth level.

The acme of all things is nine, above nine, for God!

This is the rule of divine weapons, the more upward it is, the more difficult it will be. Once it appears, there will be punishment coming. This kind of God has completely captured the creation of heaven and earth. The more powerful the divine object is, the more terrible the punishment will come.

Under the fire, just half a column of incense within the time, is already let Meng fan have a kind of unbearable feeling, but the action has no meaning to stop.

One hand controls the printing and controls the flame in the cauldron. Meng fan is completely immersed in this kind of refining state and turns a deaf ear to the surrounding world. In his world, there is only this Ding furnace.

Wan Mu Zi Qi Ding is a little bit of blood cultivation. From the seventh level deity of that year to the present, this kind of deity has been constantly improved, which is completely integrated with Meng fan's own means.

The more refined, the fusion power of this kind of strange genius treasure is gradually integrated with WanMu Zi gas tripod. At this moment, there are strange runes around the whole body of WanMu Zi gas tripod, which has a kind of terrifying swallowing power, just like... Reverse God seal!

A tripod in hand, melting everything!

This tripod of ten thousand mothers and sons was refined by Meng fan's painstaking efforts all the way. However, under the constant integration, it also has a unique attribute of Meng fan.

On top of it, there are a series of runes that belong to the seal of God. This scene is absolutely unexpected to Meng fan, and also makes it more difficult to integrate in the fire. On top of it, the formation of each rune is related to Meng fan's own attribute and has the power of swallowing. It is strange and unpredictable to engrave on it.

Obviously, if this Rune can be refined successfully, it will have great power, but the premise of all this is success.

In a move, Meng fan's body is also the same tremor, a lot of consumption let him also can't bear, before this, he did not have no way forward, to reach this step, only rely on his own to explore, there is no experience to learn from.

After all, this is the Ninth level of divine refining. To reach this point, the deities in this world are also different, with different attributes, and there is no same way. At this moment, only relying on the self perception of the soul master, can we break through the past is success, if we can't, it will be failure and incomparable cruelty.

However, at the next moment, Meng fan's eyes flashed, his big hand stretched out, he clapped out a word in the void,

"close!"

Just between a word, it is to let the ten thousand mother and son gas cauldron emit a burst of light, and there are more strange runes on it. At the same time, Meng fan stood in the same place, and his whole body did not move, but a terrible swallowing power was already coming out.

After three years of silence, now once put into practice, it is to let all the energy of heaven and earth gather towards Meng fan's body and be completely absorbed in itself.

It devours countless energy from heaven and earth to replenish itself. At the same time, it operates with great hands to generate vitality and maintain the refining of the divine objects in the whole Qi tripod of mother and son. It forms an endless cycle in Meng fan's body. It seems simple, but only Meng Fanfang, who controls the reverse divine seal, can do it.

"You are the first soldier, I am a God made weapon!"

In the air, Meng fan controlled the gas cauldron of ten thousand mothers and sons, and his white hair fluttered and his breath became stronger and stronger. Meanwhile, he said coldly,

"in this case, we should not only become, but also belong to my magic weapon, and we should do the best. We should be king, even if it is a Ding, it is also a king's tripod!"

A few words, sonorous and powerful, overbearing incomparable!

Dragon in man, king in tripod!

Even though Meng fan's temperament has become incomparably peaceful, it does not mean that his cultivation of mind has been destroyed. On the contrary, it is more firm and more stable than before. On the basis of his strength, Meng fan once swore that he would not let the scene of Tianhan mountain reappear, but three years ago, he experienced the joys and sorrows again. In the final analysis, his strength was not enough!Facing the forbidden area, it is just a mole ant, even the qualification to fight back is not!

Silence for three years, Meng fan is just like the empress said, his own grief firmly engraved in his heart, the great grief speechless, only to do!

Even if it's hard to get into the sky, you have to split the day and reverse the sky until the blood debt is paid back. You'd better deceive him than my youth! For Meng fan this kind of person, a lot of pain is only put in the heart, silently go their own way.

"Roar!"

In an instant, the back mountain vibrates, and the sea of air is surging. Meng fan stands on the sky alone, but it is more terrible than any Archaean Warcraft. Now his body has reached a level of terror. Under the operation of the vitality in his body, the blood of terror overflows everywhere, which is like a sun, causing absolute pressure.

At this moment, Meng fan directly applied what he had learned in his life, and promoted all the means of refining weapons into the ten thousand mother and son gas cauldron. At this moment, Meng fan really achieved this.

It is not only the integration of its own attributes, but also the movement of one's hand. A stream of blood drips from his little mother's finger. The blood is the blood of Meng fan's heart. It integrates the strength of his life's vitality and falls into the ten thousand mother and son gas cauldron.

Hum!

Just in the moment of blood falling into it, the breath of the gas cauldron of ten thousand mother and son suddenly soared, which was comparable to a star, shining and extremely dazzling. Under Meng fan's way of refining weapons, WanMu Zi Qi cauldron has been constantly shaking, shining, and internal qualitative changes. Before that, it was just an embryo of the eighth order deity. But at this moment, the universe moved, and the runes that devoured the attributes of the runes continued to fuse, allowing it to start a little change.

Even though no one had given Meng fan a way to refine the nine level deities before, the latter was still relying on himself and constantly groping for himself. Self is the master to refine a magic weapon completely belonging to himself.

In the distance, above the mountain, a sigh came at this moment,

"it's really Meng fan... I didn't expect to do such an earth shaking event as soon as he came back. He integrated himself and forged divine objects. Once he was really refined by this boy, I'm afraid it would create another amazing weapon of time. This tripod can not only melt everything, but also refine people! ”

the speaker is a golden tower shadow. Naturally, it is a small sky in the dark yellow tower of heaven and earth. Beside it is the figure of a bird and a turtle, all staring at it from a distance.

If they are seen by the people of the Dark Alliance, they will certainly go away, just like hell, because in this small day, the long haired bird and the Black Turtle are already the three famous disasters in the Dark Alliance.

Before that, some people would like to hear how some finches boast that they are Meng fan's first strong general and surpass the gods. However, the more people they come into contact with, the more they feel that they are absolute pits. After a long time, they are just like in the samsara hall. They are notorious. They often cheat people, tease girls, even if they don't commit crimes Evil, but in the past three years, there are not ten thousand, there are eight thousand.

"I have the style of my old days!"

With a very serious look, she pointed at Meng fan's movements and said calmly,

"well tempered, well tempered. That's how I refined a magic weapon for the God King in those days, which made him kneel down to be my younger brother!"

"Yes, master tortoise has done it, but he didn't have so much effort to refine this artifact. A nine level artifact is just a breath blowing skill..."

"ah, brother, you and I are really capable of making a breakthrough and invincible!"

On one side, Xiaotian is already helpless. He can only let the long haired Finch and the mysterious tortoise look at each other as if they saw the real pride of heaven. They boast of each other and praise themselves respectively.

However, the three of them could not affect Meng fan in the slightest. Under this kind of refining, even if Meng fan had the determination to create all roads, it was extremely difficult and could not tolerate any distraction.

And this moment in the four sides of the border, the sky above, but slowly ushered in a group of uninvited guests.

He is a young man and woman, each of whom is not very old. There are more than ten people, and the oldest of them is not more than 100 years old. However, each of them has a terrible life and frightens the void. At the moment of stepping into this square world, the breath of deliberate diffusion makes countless strong people around, Warcraft sense that all of them are trembling all over, and quickly dodge.

Among these young people, one of them came out, dressed in a black robe, with a cold smile and a word for word,

"is this the Sifang area? That barren place... Tut, I didn't expect you and me to come to this place, hum, but to find Meng fan's guy is also. It's worth it

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