Venom Heavens

Yang Jian took a deep breath and let out a roar. His body suddenly swelled up, getting bigger and bigger, and soon turned into a rock giant tens of meters high. His whole body was dark, as if it was made of stones, and there was a layer of oil on the surface of his body. The battle armor formed of black crystals, with a pair of ferocious fangs in its mouth, violent monster aura scattered in all directions, electric arcs flickered continuously, and the sky was even more thunderous.

Even Zou Ji felt the extremely heavy pressure, but fortunately, her strength had fully recovered, so she would not be so immobilized by Yang Jian's aura, she quickly and immediately came to the side of the melting furnace and patted it lightly. With a tap, the furnace opens automatically.

Yang Jian seized the opportunity, grabbed the meteorite, and at the same time grabbed his own fangs with the other hand, bent them hard, and with a click, the fangs broke, and at the same time, he opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, which was crushed by Yang Jian along with the meteorite and fangs. Jane was thrown into the furnace.

Zuo Ji turned off the furnace, and under her control, the red lotus fire at the bottom rose again and began to calcine the meteorite.

"Roar!"

Yang Jian roared again, and suddenly two huge palms moved onto the roaring furnace, pouring his own monster power into it, and the ringing furnace was like eating a big tonic pill. After getting the help of monster energy, the flames began to grow stronger Burning crazily, the flame in the shape of a lotus flower became bigger and bigger, exuding a fiery temperature. If it was outside, the entire Penglai Island would be burned to death.

Chapter 687

Relying on his mental induction, Yang Jian knew the situation inside the rumbling furnace like the palm of his hand. After careful inspection, he found that the meteorite had already shown signs of melting. Yang Jian was relieved.

This is a good start. Since it can be melted, it means that my plan is the most correct. I can completely turn the meteorite into a weapon. I can't help being more excited and increasing the output of demon power.

Yang Jian has always maintained the mentality of being tens of meters high after being demonized, standing there motionless for a day, two days, three days...

Originally, Yang Jian thought that the meteorite could be melted within ten days and a half months at most, but he did not expect that things were not as simple as Yang Jian imagined. After one month, the meteorite had only melted more than half, and the inner core had just softened. Don't know how long it will take to melt.

For a month, due to the excessive consumption of demon power, Yang Jian's face was pale and a little precarious, as if he would fall down at any time.

"Why don't we stop for a while, make more preparations in the future, and continue practicing next time." Seeing Yang Jian's exhausted appearance, Zuo Ji couldn't help persuading him.

"No, if you give up this time, next time you want to melt, you need a higher melting point. How can you give up when you've reached this point?" Feeling the demonic power that was beyond her means, Yang Jian directly untied a seal, her heart Weird lines spread out from the parts, spreading all over the body, and a new demonic power erupted in Yang Jian's body.

Almost all of Yang Jian's avatars can use this trick, using the seal to store a part of the power, and when needed, the power will naturally flow out when the seal is lifted.

Seeing Yang Jian working so hard, Zuo Ji was extremely worried, but she couldn't stop it, so she could only try her best to adjust the furnace to make Yang Jian a little more relaxed.

More than ten days passed, and even the demon power in the seal was almost consumed. Yang Jian's face was as white as paper. In order to continue to maintain firepower, he even began to overdraw his own power. Zuo Ji became more and more anxious, and several times She tried to persuade Yang Jian to give up, but Yang Jian still refused, because it was only a little bit away, and she really didn't want to waste all her previous efforts.

Forty-nine days later, a smile suddenly appeared on Yang Jian's face. The meteorite was finally melted away. Yang Jian suddenly withdrew his hands, made a few seals quickly, and shouted, "Ning!"

The completely melted liquid in the melting furnace began to slowly change into the shape of a knife, and then separated from the package of the red lotus fire, and slowly solidified, because it contained Yang Jian's blood and fangs, So it is easy for Yang Jian to control, it is exactly the shape in Yang Jian's mind.

boom!boom!boom……

As soon as the demon sword took shape, riots started inside the ringing furnace. At the same time, the outside was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

But soon Yang Jian was relieved, it wasn't a catastrophe, it was just because the power of his demon sword was too strong, and the power unintentionally emitted caused the weather to change, and it would go up soon.

Yang Jian took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to grab his heart, took out a drop of heart blood, and then shouted at Zuo Ji: "Open the furnace!"

Zuo Ji moved very quickly, please pat lightly on the melting furnace, the furnace will automatically open, and then a black light rises into the sky, floating in the air, a unique force emanates, directly dispels the dark clouds in the sky, and the sun shines again shine down.

After Yang Jian regained his human form, although he was depressed, he was in a very good mood. Looking at an ancient Tang knife-style weapon floating in the air, he could vaguely feel a kind of joy from the knife, and couldn't help but smile. , all the hard work was not in vain.

"Come!"

As soon as Yang Jian stretched out his hand, the black knife over there was summoned and flew into Yang Jian's hand automatically. The moment he held the handle of the knife, he suddenly felt a feeling of wanting to be connected by blood.

"Is it finally successful? I have my own natal weapon, and your name will be Black Fang from now on."

"Ding!"

A soft moan sounded from the black knife over there, as if responding to Yang Jian. Yang Jian held him tightly in his arms, and then felt dizzy for a while. He closed his eyes and passed out completely. At the moment of coma, it seemed that I heard Zuo Ji's slightly flustered voice.

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Seven days later, Yang Jian, Zuo Ji, and now Penglai sat down with a few half-demons in charge of management, and some food was placed on the table to celebrate Yang Jian. It was not delicious, after all, Penglai Island is the most difficult Sometimes, there is not much food, but this kind of heart is enough.

"Master Yang Jian, do you really want to leave? In fact, it's good to stay here. On Penglai Island, you don't have to worry about being bullied by monsters or being rejected by humans. Isn't it good to stay?" One of them has cow ears. The half-demon still doesn't seem to give up, and wants to persuade Yang Jian to stay.

Yang Jian smiled and shook his head and said: "No, as I said, there are people I care about outside, my mother, my younger brother are waiting for me, and I have many subordinates who entrust their lives to Me, I can't let them down."

"But you can also bring them all to the island. Penglai Island is the safest place, and we can live in peace."

"Everyone has their own choice. Some people would rather die than leave their home, which is the so-called hard-to-leave homeland. My mother has always lived in the place where my father lived, and there are his happy memories there. Although my father is dead, but to my mother, she will always live in her heart, and the place where she lives now is everything to my mother, please don't embarrass me? I will come back to see you in the future, if If there is anything I need, I will do my best to help.”

Several half-demons tried to persuade him again, but it didn't work. They couldn't win back Yang Jian's heart and could only sigh secretly that Penglai Island didn't have such a blessing.

After eating and drinking enough, the half-demons left, and only Yang Jian and Zuo Ji were left in the room. Today, Zuo Ji was very quiet, and she didn't speak from the beginning, because she had already noticed Yang Jian's intention to leave ,not in a good mood.

"When are you going to leave? Say goodbye to the little guys on the island again?" Zuo Ji looked at Yang Jian, the person who saved Penglai Island and her, with complicated eyes.

"Forget it! I don't like that kind of parting scene, so I will leave quietly later, and say sorry to Qian Cong and the others for me, and come to see them again when I have a chance."

"So soon?" Zuo Ji couldn't help being taken aback, her eyes hesitated, as if she was making a difficult decision, and then she seemed to have made up her mind and said, "Leave one more day, leave early tomorrow morning, I have a gift to give you."

"Is there a gift for me? What is it? Is it necessary to be so troublesome? Why don't you just give it to me now?" Yang Jian was a little puzzled. What kind of gift is it, and it is so serious? Could it be some special magic weapon?

Thinking of this, Yang Jian looked at the red gourd hanging on his waist. At this time, the gourd had been given to Yang Jian by the concubine Zuo. The ability to deter the enemy is greatly reduced. It can absorb some little monsters at most, but it is enough for Yang Jian, because the inside of the gourd claims to be a space, and Yang Jian uses it as a mobile warehouse. Now it has filled a lot of messy things. Things, including a lot of food, clothes and so on these daily necessities.

This Penglai Island has been passed down for many years, and there may be other unique magic tools, even miraculous. Yang Jian couldn't help but look forward to the gift from Zuo Ji's mouth.

"You'll know when the time comes, it's getting late, you should rest first."

Zuo Ji turned around with a cold face and strode away, but Yang Jian didn't notice that there was a blush on Zuo Ji's face and a shyness in her eyes.

"Well, I'll just wait one more night. I'll leave tomorrow morning. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry." Yang Jian shrugged without thinking too much.

At night, Yang Jian was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. He heard light footsteps outside in a daze. Yang Jian immediately opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, put on a pajamas, and before he had time to do anything, he The figure has pushed the door open and entered.

The place where Yang Jian lives now was built with the help of the half-demons of Penglai Island. They have always regarded Yang Jian as a savior. Although the conditions are limited, they have done their best. After locking the door, it is logically impossible for anyone to break in, and usually no one would bother Yang Jian at this time, but someone just did this and broke the door bolt.

The visitor was dressed in a white maiden costume, hanging down to the ground, with long hair reaching his waist, without any extra decorations, formally playing the concubine.