Wu Po Jiuxiao

Seeing Ye Fantian's exhausted appearance, Ouyang Yezi couldn't help showing a wretched smile, and quickly pressed the stove on the dantian with true energy.

"rise!!"

A roar like a sleeping lion waking up quickly erupted in the entire room, and a circle of sound waves also immediately spread out.

After the disciples who were forging iron outside heard the roar, they all showed expressions of astonishment:

"Master actually started to open the furnace again?!"

Ye Fantian was pulling the handle on the bellows, and then he felt a powerful zhenqi quickly, and the extremely hot force mixed with unimaginable power was quickly enveloped in the fire dome.

boom!

In the sudden trembling of the heart, the flames of Huoqiongmu burst out in an extremely terrifying way, and the temperature has not only increased by a hundred times.

Ouyang Yezi threw pieces of black iron meteorites into the stove one after another, then closed his eyes tightly, and the true energy in his body was continuously poured into the stove.

Under the strong temperature, the entire stove became extremely hot, and Ye Fantian, who was close to the stove, couldn't help but feel the fiery ripples coming towards him quickly.

The "Nine Turns Mysterious Art" started to run quickly, and while protecting the body, the handle in his hand also began to pull frantically.

The movements of the two of them didn't stop at all, and the black iron meteorite, which was still unresponsive, finally began to tremble slightly.

But Ye Fantian felt a cold smell spreading in the furnace. It clearly spread from the center of the black iron meteorite. It was obviously inside the black iron meteorite. The strength and hardness of it is beyond ordinary people's imagination. .The black iron meteorite at such a hot temperature is also clearly resisting the calcination of the flame.

laugh! !

Ouyang Yezi's eyes opened suddenly, and then two horrific lights appeared in his eyes inconceivably:

"Mysterious iron meteorite, melt it for me!"

After shouting angrily, Ouyang Yezi obviously felt the pressure, the zhenqi in his body began to erupt even more crazily, and the temperature in the furnace changed again, which was a bit stronger than the hotness just now .

call. . .

With the flames blazing, Ye Fantian felt as if his body was in a volcano, and the strong heat began to put him under a lot of pressure.

"It's a good environment, Tian'er. Continue to run the "Nine Turns Mysterious Art". Under such a scorching temperature, what is forged is not only the black iron meteorite, but also your body."

Qingxuanzi reminded suddenly.

Hearing Master's reminder, Ye Fantian, who was still feeling full of pressure, couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, then reacted, and then desperately began to input his true energy, but in the process of inputting, he savored it carefully. The fluctuations and rhythms in it, and the process of appreciating it, the mind became more and more sensitive.

The zhenqi in the control room became more and more proficient.