Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 172 Taixu Legion (Part 1)
You have to listen to Mommy's words.

The nine-colored monsters and the golden monsters immediately began to pull out their ribs.

They are huge, each rib is [-] meters long and [-] meters thick, and is as golden as a sacred mountain made of glazed god gold, exuding metallic luster, and engraved with mysterious Dao patterns.

Those are the bone inscriptions, which contain the innate magic arts of the golden monsters, also known as the bone inscription treasures.

There is a terrible and fierce aura, and there is also the mighty power of Taixu.

In particular, the ribs of the nine-color giant monster are [-] meters long, and the nine colors are gorgeous. The bone inscriptions on the ribs are dense and mysterious, layered on top of each other, making people dizzy at first glance.

Obviously, its bone inscription treasure technique is even more terrifying.

There is a noble and ancient atmosphere.

The monsters are all returning to their ancestors as prehistoric monsters, and their ribs are naturally extraordinary.

Yang Heng's face was full of joy, so many thick and long ribs, enough for him to equip hundreds of millions of legions.

At this moment.

The nine-color giant monster came over and said kindly: "Mum, let me tell you a secret, the hardest and best part of my body is not my ribs, but my front teeth."

"Mommy, do you want front teeth?"

Its eyes, which were bigger than the lake, were full of anticipation. At the same time, its bloody mouth opened wide, grinning, and there were indeed two front teeth on the left and right sides.

To be precise, it is two fangs that are different from other teeth.

Very sharp.

Looking at his own nine-colored ribs, the nine-colored monster took a bite, and the front teeth snapped his own nine-colored ribs into two pieces.

Then eyes filled with pride and complacency.

Yang Heng gasped.

This stinking treasure is a ruthless monster, biting his own ribs so happily.

Yang Heng looked at its fangs with fiery eyes, and said, "Jiucai is indeed the prettiest boy under Mommy's knees, give Mommy one of your front teeth!"

The nine-color monster screamed happily, grabbed a fang with its claws, pulled it out vigorously, and pulled it out with blood rushing. It screamed in pain, but it did not forget to hand the fang to Yang Heng.

"Mommy, it hurts so much!"

It screamed in pain.

Yang Heng patted its head to comfort it, and it immediately lay down on the ground happily and comfortably, with a look of enjoyment on its face.

Surrounded by Dasha, Ersha, Sansha, 110 Ersha, these golden monsters all had faces full of envy, and hummed with grievance from their mouths.

They also touch their heads.

Yang Heng said loudly: "You are all Mommy's favorite baby!"

With a thought, Taixu magically transformed 110 two palms, stroked their heads at the same time, and hummed softly in his mouth: "Bao'er, take it to the street, I bought a big sesame cake, big sesame cake, it's a bit fragrant, eat it One after another, Mommy, Baoer, one bite at a time.”

This is a nursery rhyme to lull a child to sleep.

The ears of the idiots trembled, and they all lay down on the ground happily while listening to the song, squinting their eyes and humming comfortably.

Not for a while.

They all snored rumblingly, and some of them were still blowing bubbles from their noses, sleeping soundly.

Yang Heng smiled, rolled up his mountain of ribs and that big fang, and left quietly.

He returned to the arsenal.

Qing Hezi and Patriarch Ouyang were still waiting at the door, and when they saw Yang Heng appearing, they hurriedly bowed to salute.

With a wave of Yang Heng's hand, the earth trembled and roared, and golden ribs piled up like a mountain appeared, and the ominous aura emanating came impacting, and the coercion wreaked havoc.

Qinghezi and Patriarch Ouyang vomited blood and flew out.

This is the rib of the prehistoric tyrants in the Taixu Realm. They cultivated in the Dominant Realm, and they cannot bear the breath and coercion at all.

Yang Heng glanced at the terrified faces of the two, and said: "This is the Taixu Divine Bone of the Taixu Realm creature, and it can be used to forge the Taixu Divine Weapon."

Qinghezi and Patriarch Ouyang's heart trembled when they heard this.

Yang Heng ignored the two, he took out the nine-colored ribs, and chopped them down continuously with his palm like a knife.

The sharpness of the Immortal Hand broke out, and the purple light was like a sea. It cut and cut a [-]-meter nine-colored rib, and made models of four weapons: "knife", "sword", "spear" and "shield".

The molds of the four weapons were placed in the production workshop of the arsenal, and Yang Heng arranged the forging formation. The core formation material was still the ribs of the nine-color monster, and the flame was a wild and strange fire.

"Forging formations, I stand against you!"

Yang Heng used the magic power of thumb, and after thousands of times, the formation evolved greatly, giving birth to his own wisdom and life.

At the same time, the Great Desolate Flame also evolved into an unknown and terrifying divine fire, and the void where the flames burned turned into a black hole.

Yang Heng picked up a golden rib, [-] meters long, and threw it into the formation.

"Forge formations, forge weapons yourself!"

Yang Heng ordered.

The forging formation started immediately.

"jingle jingle."

A sound of forging resounded through the void, accompanied by the mighty Qi of Taixu, the sound of the Great Dao reverberated, and the divine light of law and order circulated in the formation, which looked extraordinarily extraordinary, and the vision was endless.

Qing Hezi and Ouyang Patriarch were dumbfounded.

"Is this formation itself forging weapons?!"

"Fuck, this is stealing our jobs!"

"We're going to be laid off!"

The two clicked their tongues, their faces full of disbelief.

Shortly after.

"Whoo~"

The array of knives, swords, spears, and shields were transported out by the lathe. The whole body was golden, noble and majestic.

Yang Heng picked up a knife casually, waved it lightly, and the void was cut into an abyss without a sound, creating a terrifying atmosphere.

"Excellent sword! As expected of a Taixu Divine Soldier!"

Yang Heng's eyes lit up.

These weapons are all Taixu Divine Weapons, and they have inherited the ferocious aura of the golden monsters. It seems that each of them is a peerless fierce weapon, capable of killing the world.

On the blade, there is also a treasured bone inscription, which can only be activated by inputting Taixu's divine power.

Patriarch Ouyang's eyes were hot, and he approached to observe, but the edge of Taixu Divine Soldier emanated invisible, and there was a golden monster phantom vaguely manifesting in the void.

With a scream, he was cut in half by the sharp blade.

Not everyone is qualified to contact Taixu Divine Weapon.

After the difficult reorganization of the body, Patriarch Ouyang's face turned pale and he was terrified. Looking at the rows of golden swords, swords, guns and shields like prehistoric beasts, he never dared to approach them again.

Next to him, Qinghezi saw his lips dry, with a look of fear on his face.

Yang Heng glanced at the two of them, frowned and said: "I will give you three days off for everyone in this arsenal, and all of you will go to the Taixu arsenal next door to improve your cultivation."

"Come back to work after your cultivation reaches the Taixu Realm!"

"Otherwise, you won't even be able to touch these weapons, so why talk about production!"

Qing Hezi and Ouyang Patriarch hurriedly took orders and hurried away with a group of workers.

Yang Heng modified the forging formation to make the formation more efficient.

Then, he used the ribs of the remaining nine-colored giant monster to forge more than 3000 scimitars using formation techniques.

The scimitars are nine-colored, and each one is far superior to other Taixu soldiers. It is peerless and sharp, and it also has the noble air of a nine-colored monster.

Like the king of swords!
"This batch of scimitars are sharper and more terrifying, and they are reserved for rewards for those who have made great achievements!"

Yang Heng smiled.

He took out the fang of the nine-color giant monster again, continuously smelted and forged it, and fused it with the lightning rod on the previous Great Emperor's arsenal.

"Stab~"

The lightning flashed, the evil spirit was surging, and the sharpness was revealed.

A nine-color magic stick was forged, entangled with evil spirit, engraved with mysterious dao patterns, it was the bone inscription treasure technique of the nine-color giant monster, filled with a noble and ancient atmosphere.

Like the king of sticks.

As soon as Yang Heng held it in his hand, he was very satisfied.

The Heaven's Hammer is too powerful, this nine-color Taixu Divine Stick can actually be used for daily fighting.

"Change!"

With a sound of falling, the Nine-Color Taixu God Stick turned into an embroidery needle and fell into Yang Heng's ear.

Change in size as you wish.

three days later.

Qing Hezi and Ouyang Patriarch came back with the workers from the arsenal. They all had been promoted to the Taixu Realm, their eyes were shining brightly, their bodies were filled with Taixu Qi, and everyone was much more majestic.

But the moment he saw Yang Heng, he immediately knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"Greetings, Lord God King!"

They were grateful and in awe of Yang Heng from the bottom of their hearts. If it wasn't for Yang Heng, they would still be struggling in the wilderness of the old world, and they might have been eaten by fierce monsters long ago.

It was Yang Heng who gave them strong cultivation and self-esteem.

Yang Heng glanced at the crowd and saw that their auras were very strong, almost the same as the first ancestor of the Tiannuan clan. Obviously, everyone had been strengthened many times in the strengthening workshop.

"Yes, you are both workers and guards of the arsenal. It is your mission and responsibility to defend the arsenal. Therefore, you must pass the test in terms of cultivation and combat power."

Yang Heng commented, "The Gongfa Pavilion has a batch of Taixu Realm exercises and secret techniques newly put in by me. You should work hard to practice and learn to make yourself stronger."

"The current Grand Illusionary Weapons only produce knives, swords, spears and shields. In principle, each person can only be equipped with one piece, but you have a heavy responsibility. Each person can be equipped with two Taixu Divine Weapons."

After Yang Heng's voice fell, the excited eyes of Qinghezi, Ouyang Patriarch, and the workers and guards behind them all glowed with excitement.

"Thank you, Lord God King, my subordinates must fulfill their duties and live up to the trust of Lord God King!"

They thank you again.

Yang Heng smiled and said: "Okay, let's start, my Taixu Legion is waiting to be equipped with weapons!"

"Yes! Follow orders!"

A group of people immediately got busy.

Yang Heng's figure flickered, and he returned to the top of the Immortal Mountain.

The first ancestor of the Tiannuan clan waited anxiously here. When he saw Yang Heng appearing, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and said anxiously: "Brother, something is wrong, the restriction that I stayed outside the planet has been touched."

"Here comes the winged tourer"

(End of this chapter)