Ancestral local tyrant system

"Absurd!" A master refiner finally couldn't help it.

In their eyes, refining weapons is a very sacred thing, and the magic weapon is one of their minds that may never reach the dream and end point, and in Fang Jueyu’s mouth, the magic weapon is only qualified to give the pet shovel of the Shenhao civilization. Shit, doesn't the meaning of this sentence mean that their end is just their starting point?

"Wang Dahammer, you are desecrating the profession of the refiner!"

"Am I?" Fang Jueyu asked back, "Master Grandmaster, a person's vision determines his attitude toward all things, and I'm just arguing."

"Haha, well, so, your vision is higher than all of us? Then you are talking about it, I will give you this opportunity." The grandmaster laughed without anger.

"Master Grandmaster, is 10 million Universe Coins a lot for you?"

"Naturally not many," the grandmaster sneered. The mere 10 million cosmic coins is not even a dime in his wealth. Even a piece of refining material in his space storage device far exceeds this. digital.

"What about an ordinary family with a first-class civilization?"

"At that level, I'm afraid I won't earn 1 million Universe Coins in my life, let alone 10 million. What are you trying to say?"

"I want to say that this magic soldier is like the concept of 10 million in an ordinary family to you. To me, it's not even a fart!" Fang Jueyu continued, "In our divine civilization, ordinary families are It’s a kitchen knife and spatula made of magic soldiers to pass through the sewers. That thing is not worth any money!"

"Sorry, my hair is a bit messy!" Fang Jueyu finished speaking, and suddenly took out a jasper comb, as if it were carved out of extremely precious jade.

Suddenly, countless eyes were all focused on the comb in his hand. The noble and ancient breath flowing from that comb was definitely not forged by the craftsmanship of this era.

"This...isn't this a magic weapon?"

"I have never seen a magic soldier, don't look at me!"

"Look at the face of the president, I'm afraid what he just said is true!"

Ten weapon refining masters such as Zilofala have been completely messed up. As a refiner, even if they have never had a magic weapon, they have seen the appearance of a magic weapon. Even Zilofara himself has a fragment of a magic weapon. Things he has always been proud of!

He was sure that the exquisite comb in Fang Jueyu's hand was definitely a magic weapon and a complete magic weapon!

It’s no secret that Mingjiao sells magic weapons. They have heard about them, but they have always felt that those magic weapons and fragments of magic weapons should be taken by the people of the gods and civilizations when they took the entrance examination of the Universe Federal School. Collected in a ruin.

But now it seems that Shenhao Civilization not only has many excellent master craftsmen-level figures, but even these people's accomplishments are far above them, and they have mastered the craft of refining magic weapons!

If this is not the case, how could it be possible to sell something like Shenbing that has made countless people fight for their heads?How can it be possible to create a magical soldier with almost no real significance?

But how do you look at it, such behavior is too extravagant?

"Okay! Go ahead, I want to see what you can make!" The grandmaster sat down angrily. The young man with a spiritual civilization can now see clearly. This is absolutely nothing. The prodigal son!

"Look, Wang Dahammer brought out something again?"

"What's that? A hammer? Hahahaha! This is a competition for craftsmen, not a competition for irons!"

"Why is this hammer so similar to Lord Rozfala's Reynolds hammer?"

"That seems to be a magic weapon too!"

"My God, is it true? He is not afraid of being robbed with so many magic soldiers when he goes out?"

"Humph! Have you ever heard of when the people of the gods and civilizations were robbed? So far it seems that they have robbed others, okay?"

"Bang Dang!" The small shovel that had finished shaping fell on the forging platform in front of Fang Jueyu. Fang Jueyu took out a piece of melting stone and smashed it down with a hammer!

"Kacha!" Countless auras turned into strands of light and flowed, but there was an inescapable gravitational force from the black hammer, which firmly attached these auras to the hammer.

"Boom!"

"eighty!"

"Boom!"

"eighty!"

...

Fang Jueyu shouted a loud slogan and smashed the shovel in his hand with hammer after hammer. With every hammer down, the aura attached to the hammer was smashed in. Such a simple and rude refining technique was simply unprecedented. Not seen!

Ten minutes later, the light on the hammer had disappeared, but the small shovel exuded an aura full of agility. The process of melting spirits has been completed, and the quality of this weapon has at least reached It's above level four!

"The effect of that hammer should be the same as my Ray Norton hammer, but it has reached the level of a magic weapon, and it is more than a hundred times more efficient than the Ray Norton hammer!" Zilofala said enviously.

But Fang Jueyu's game is not over yet, it can even be said that it has just begun, he fumbled for a while in his space ring, and finally took out a golden egg.

"What is that?" The people present, even the knowledgeable masters did not recognize him this time.But according to previous experience, the things that Wang Dahammer brought out will definitely not be ordinary goods!

"Wait, I seem to have seen this thing in the scraps of God Alchemy!" Lozfala carefully took out a small book with old broken pages pasted on it, if Fang Jueyu was by the side Above, I can definitely recognize that this is part of the data of God Alchemy.

He flipped through the book quickly, and finally found an illustration on a small fragment. Although it had become quite vague due to the invasion of the years, he could barely recognize it. This was what Fang Jueyu was holding!

"This is a soul egg!" Ziluofala's eyes were full of yearning. This is a kind of life energy condensed, and from another level, it is an egg that breeds life.

But this kind of life can never be born independently. It needs to depend on foreign objects to survive. Later, the craftsman of Root Universe discovered that they can be used as the soul of weapons, allowing a demigod to sublimate and become a real divine weapon!

As for this name, Zilofara named it himself through the description of this kind of thing, and there is even no second person who recognizes it in this universe!

"Wang Sledgehammer! Where did you find this soul egg?" Zilofala couldn't help but ask. Since he became the president of this refining master association, he has spent tens of thousands of years searching for souls in the universe. The eggs have no results.

"What's the matter? Soul egg?" Fang Jueyu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly looked at the golden egg in his hand and laughed out loud.

"Hahaha! Soul egg? Do you call this thing a soul egg?" Fang Jueyu smiled and turned his back. In Roots Universe, it has a serious name called "Holy Soul Stone!"

"What is he doing with this thing? Is he going to refine the magic weapon?" Ziluofala's heart was still in shock, and he didn't care about Fang Jueyu's ridicule.

As a demigod, even he has not refined a divine weapon so far, because only a complete divine alchemy can refining a true divine weapon, otherwise, even if it is upgraded to another level on the demigod, it will only be It's just a fake soldier.

He guessed right, Fang Jueyu wanted to try to refine the magic weapon!

The other three people have already forged the prototype of the demigod, and are even about to trigger the thunder of the law. If he only forges a demigod, it will not be regarded as a skill to defeat the heroes!

According to the requirements of the gods alchemy, if you want to refine the gods, you need beyond the level of strength, but Fang Jueyu is not an ordinary master, he is qualified to give it a try!