Reborn Zombie Supreme

He Cheng opened his eyes, and a ball of fire rushed into his face.

The fire was not strong, burning his skin and flesh. If it were the real fire of Samadhi, his bones would have been crisped, but now it was just charred skin.

As soon as his skin and flesh were burned, his body recovered faster.

A fourth-level body with enough resilience to survive being burned to death in the Bagua furnace for a long time.

The feeling of burning one's body in flames is not pleasant.

The Six Ding Shenhuo used in alchemy is a slow fire, which requires slow frying and slow boiling. The key to refining elixirs is a steady fire. Isn't calcining over high fire a waste of materials?

He Cheng gritted his teeth and held on to the fire.

Before the clothes touched the flames, they were already burned to ashes, and the things in Qiankun's sleeves fell out one after another.

There are Qinxin Rake, Xuanyuan Divine Sword, Tianyang Divine Pearl and Earthly Yin Demonic Pearl, sun-chasing bow and arrows and other treasures, forming a small pile.

The most numerous are the more than 30,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals priesthood cards, all of which were dropped by the God of Killing.

The alchemy furnace is really magical. It can hold more than 30,000 people without feeling crowded. The inside of the furnace seems to be a world.

Covered in corpse armor, He Cheng's body suddenly felt cool.

The golden corpse armor was automatically tempered by the Six Ding Divine Fire, and its state began to change again, evolving again.

But this step is not easy. Ordinary zombies, even drought demons, will be burned into meat juice and condensed into pills within a moment of entering the alchemy furnace.

He Cheng didn't know if he would turn into a pill after staying here for seventy-seven forty-nine days.

"Melt..."

He Cheng grabbed the Qinxin rake. The iron rake was red and gradually deforming.

Not only that, other magic weapons have the same situation, but some transform faster and some transform slower.

He Cheng is in the Eight Diagrams Furnace, wearing corpse armor and feeling cool, not impatient or impatient.

For seven consecutive days, the Corpse Armor finally absorbed enough of the Six Ding Divine Fire.

Evolution and upgrade!

[Corpse Armor]: Golden Armor (Celestial Immortal)

It's still golden armor, it hasn't evolved, but its appearance has changed a lot. The ghost king's head and the wolf's head on the left and right shoulders have changed even more. They each leaned out and wrapped around the corpse armor of the left and right arms.

"It seems that the golden armored corpse has come to an end."

His golden-armored corpse is probably the most powerful in the world.

He Cheng raised his hand and grabbed the corpse armor, leaving behind a string of sparks. The sharpness of his strange claws could not break it open, but it was also powerful enough.

"If it's a fight with Bodhisattva, it should be enough..."

Tick ​​tock…

The Qinxin rake was burned and began to drip iron juice.

He Cheng looked at Tie Zhi. Although he could put the treasures into the sleeves of the corpse armor, he now had another idea in his mind.

…

Ding!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"Ah!" The Qingfeng Taoist boy who was taking a nap was startled. He turned his little head left and right. After making sure that he was not caught dozing off, he grabbed a fan and fanned the Bagua stove twice.

"It would be terrible if the master caught me dozing off."

Qingfeng raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Why haven't he been burned to death yet? It's been seven days..."

The wind of the banana fan blew, and the fire in the Bagua furnace rushed upward.

He Chenggang grabbed the newly melted nine-tooth rake and the Xuanyuan Divine Sword and pressed them together. He made a fist with his bare hands and used it as a hammer to hit it twice. Unexpectedly, the flames suddenly rose and the black smoke blinded his eyes.

It took a while for his eyes to grow, but the corpse armor on his body began to turn red and showed signs of melting.

"I can't hold it any longer..."

The corpse armor that has absorbed the Six Ding Divine Fire no longer has the ability to completely ignore the Six Ding Divine Fire.

And this fire not only accelerated the fusion of the Nine-Tooth Nail Rake and the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, but also the sun-chasing bows and arrows in the other pile, the Tianyang Divine Pearl, the Earthly Yin Demonic Pearl and other treasures gradually moved closer together, seeming to form a new magic weapon.

Another seven days passed.

Qingfeng Taoist boy crossed his legs, stood up and swayed, and kept fanning himself with the fan in his hand.

Boom!

The sound of beating can still be heard in the Bagua furnace.

"How come you're not dead yet? It's been fourteen days!" Qingfeng muttered.

"He is a demon, a ferocious beast of drought. Of course he can withstand fire."

Hearing a voice behind him, Qingfeng Taoist turned his head and said hurriedly: "Master!"

"Yeah" Taishang Laojun nodded.

"However, even if he is a great Luo Immortal, he can only be burned into coke in my Bagua furnace, Qingfeng! Are you lazy!"

The Taoist boy stuck out his tongue and said, "Master, I... fell asleep in a daze~"

"You kid, after you finish burning this furnace, go down to earth and experience it."

"Yes..." Qingfeng Kugua made a face.

"Cook slowly, and in three days at most, he will turn into charcoal, and the medicinal power in his body will be burned out, ready to be turned into a pill."

Three days later, there was constant movement in the furnace, and beating sounds could be heard.

After the three seven days had passed, Taishang Laojun returned to Tushita Palace. Hearing the sounds coming from the furnace, he felt strange.

"Master, he's not dead yet," Qingfeng said, "I haven't been lazy these days, I've been fanning hard!"

Qingfeng's Taoist robe was soaked through, so he must not be lazy.

"After burning for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, open the furnace again and take a look!"

"Yes, sir..."

…

On the third seventh day, Taoist Qingfeng was not lazy, but the fire almost burned He Cheng to coke. He could only stay in the furnace for four or five hours, and if it went any longer, it might turn into a pill.

When he reached his limit, he would return to the West Sea Dragon Palace five hundred years in the future to take a breath, wait until his body cooled down, and then return to the Bagua Furnace five hundred years ago.

Every day I use the Six Ding Divine Fire to temper my weapons and forge iron.

His body also absorbed more and more flames during this process, and the time he could stay in the furnace became longer.

…

The days passed very quickly, and the beating in the furnace could be heard every day, and it continued until July 49th.

When the fire stopped, Taishang Laojun shook the dust in his hand and opened the Bagua furnace.

"I want to see what's going on!" Taishang Laojun poked his head in. The furnace was empty, with nothing in it.

"what happened?"

"Master, could it be that the fire was too big and burned him to ashes?" Qingfeng Taoist asked in a low voice.

"It should be so." Taishang Laojun nodded. He had the most confidence in his alchemy furnace. It was normal for the demon to be burned to ashes. The only thing he didn't understand was why there was a beating sound from the furnace every day.

After this, a monkey who followed He Cheng's footsteps was embarrassed and hid in the Xun position. Although "Xun" was not burned by the vent of the Bagua stove, it made the monkey eat enough thick smoke. From then on, he became timid when seeing smoke.

…

Five hundred years later,

E Yao Yingying opened her eyes. She ate those genius treasures and spent three or four months practicing, and her cultivation level improved a lot.

But she didn't know what He Cheng, who had just escaped from the Moonlight Box, did in these short three or four months.

"Owner……"

"Now that you have finished practicing, it's time for us to leave."

"Where to go?"

"Help the Dragon King of the West Sea take back his treasure."

"Yes!" Yingying held the sword and looked at what He Cheng was holding. She had never seen He Cheng take it out before.

He is holding a long, unbladed iron sword in his left hand. It looks crudely made, like one that was removed from a broken door. The sword face is four fingers wide, the tip is two fingers wide, and the hilt is one foot long. There are six blades and hilts in total. It is a foot long and taller than He Cheng.

I don’t know if it’s a treasure or a piece of junk.

What He Cheng held in his right hand was a round piece of iron, about the same size as the ocean. It looked like a punch on the white dough, and it looked even worse.

Thumb——

He Cheng flicked the iron piece lightly, and a series of ripples suddenly appeared in the air.

Snapped!

He grabbed the iron piece and said with a smile: "In the future we won't be waiting for Tianmen, but looking for Tianmen!"

He put away the two treasures and opened the door. There were soldiers and crabs standing outside the door. He didn't know whether they were listening or waiting for orders, ready to serve at any time.

"Take me to see the Dragon King of the West Sea."