"330,000 pairs of armor, more than 700,000 weapons mixed with black iron, more than 90,000 high-quality bows and crossbows, more than one million kilograms of arrows, more than 7 million copies of books, medicinal materials, more than 2.3 million kilograms..."

As he was reciting, Yang Yu felt a little sore.

This is not a simple quantity. It can be carried by Emperor Qianheng. There is no inferior product, most of which are excellent and top-quality products.

He was not surprised. After all, this was a huge wealth provided by billions of people, but this was just some of the things Emperor Qianheng carried with him...

After completely sacrificing the human race bag, all the items inside are very intuitive, and they can take whatever they want as they think.

He counted the many supplies inside carefully. At a moment, Yang Yu's divine intention was stopped in a warehouse.

It was an inconspicuous wooden stand with several bottles of elixirs placed on it, and what attracted him the most was.

"Diyuan Dadan..."

Yang Yu opened his eyes and had a gray porcelain bottle in his hand. From the appearance, no one could tell that this bottle of pill was one of the top pills in the world.

A great earth elixir can save the great master from 60 years of hard work to accumulate spiritual qi, giving him the opportunity to break through to the Martial Saint.

For this pill, Nie Longtian served the imperial court for a hundred years, and its value was self-evident.

And there are as many as three Earth Yuan Da Pills in this bottle!

"Then Emperor Qianheng actually has medicine?"

Yu Yang was a little surprised.

If there is only one medicine, it can be said that Emperor Qianheng wants to leave it to himself, but there are clearly three...

After playing for a while, Yang Yu put away the bottle of pills. With a change of thought, pieces of forged black iron appeared in front of him.

"The second level of refining gold and body can already absorb the power of gold and iron..."

After a change of thought, Yang Yu did not hesitate. He stretched out his palm and grabbed the Baizhuan Xuan Iron in front of him.

Ji Xuan Tie entered his body, which he had thought long ago.

There are countless rare and rare irons in the world, but the black iron can stand out and become synonymous with magic weapons, not only because of its sharpness, but also the largest number.

It is also because of its major feature.

‘Superposition!’

There are many different iron genus in the world that can be forged magical weapons, but only black iron can be forged, one forged, hundreds of refinements, thousands of hammers, and ten thousand forged!

Even the black iron that has been cast into weapons can still be combined with each other, continue to be tempered and superimposed!

A hundred-forged black iron may not be comparable to those abnormal irons, but after thousands of forgings and tens of thousands of forgings, there are only a few comparable ones in the world.

What’s more important is that Wanzhuan is not the end of the black iron, but the end of manpower.

call!

The night wind blew, blowing powder all over the sky. In the small courtyard, there seemed to be red light, and the rolling heat waves also spread.

Next to the courtyard, Lin Qitian, who was healing himself, felt his heart moved. Looking through the light, he saw that the red light was bright and the golden light was restrained.

In a faint scent, I smelled a strong smell of gunpowder and the smell of gold and iron.

But his attention was not above this, but the strange and familiar aura in the courtyard...

The dull brain seemed to flash a flash of inspiration that surprised and terrifyingly passed by:

"He is already a Martial Saint?!!!"

...

...

In the following days, Yang Yu stayed in the small town and lived in a simple and easy way. Except for gathering craftsmen to create a new set of forging furnaces, he almost never left his home.

Piles of black iron ingots turned into ashes in his hands. As the black iron energy he absorbed gradually increased, not only did he improve his martial arts practice, but his body of raising the sky was also slowly moving towards the second level.

This slowness is naturally compared to Ji Xuan’s iron bone smelting. In fact, it is much faster than the ordinary method of squeezing and squeezing.

Gradually, he also grasped the mystery of the advancement of the Tiantian Body.

This magical power is rooted in the body, driving the slow transformation of the body, and at the same time, strengthening the body can also promote its promotion.

One day, two days...

January, two months...

The residents in the small town were surprised to find that a hot wind was blowing from nowhere in the city.

This wind was originally just warm, and the weather was not cold, so it did not affect too many people.

But gradually, the hot wind became hotter and hotter. When winter was approaching, the wind was already a little hotter than the hot sun in summer!

The heavy winds and snow, which were slightly smaller than in previous years, were actually pushed outside the city by the hot wind.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! For a moment, I wonder how many people were shocked and shocked, and some even thought that the gods came to the world.

call!

suck!

In the red light that was so hot that it was hard to resist, Yang Yu, sitting cross-legged among them, closed his eyes and breathed, and pieces of black iron flew around him, surrounding him.

Every time a piece of iron ingot turns into powder, another piece will be opened in the yard to join it.

As the black iron melted, the red light surrounding him became stronger and stronger. In the end, he became clear.

His skeleton fascia, even his internal organs and blood vessels, could be seen with his naked eyes while sitting cross-legged.

Swish!

At one moment, he opened his eyes as if he was feeling something:

"Pity..."

...

...

Huh ~

The cold wind outside the border crossed the border, blew the mountains and the earth inside the pass, and the vastness of Yunzhou was white, and the heavy snow had not stopped for many days.

escape!

escape!

escape!

Under the fierce cold wind, Lin Wenjun looked dazed and did not dare to urge her to trigger the true energy. Her whole body was stiff due to the cold.

But she didn't dare to stop, and she had only such an idea in her mind.

"When I came out of seclusion, I was very curious about what it was that made the saint who had been cultivated in my sect for twenty or thirty years defect..."

Suddenly, the cold wind seemed to be frozen, and a cold sound floated from the flying snow.

"Great, Great Elder?!"

Lin Wenjun's thinking seemed to be frozen.

She never expected that in order to chase after her, a junior who was not even a melting pot, she actually used a great elder in the sect...

"So, the god in your heart has been destroyed and replaced... But this is not the reason for your defection."

In the wind and snow, an old woman with blood appeared like a ghost. Looking at Lin Wenjun, her eyes flashed with disgust:

"Dare to steal the holy objects and lowly species from the church, who is the person behind you?!"

Bang!

The snow exploded, and Lin Wenjun fled, but as soon as he got up, he was knocked down by a palm, and blood squirted wildly.

"you……"

The old woman with red face was about to interrogate her when she suddenly saw a bitch who had a look of despair before, but for some reason, she curled her head strangely and made a bow to her.

"Maid Lin Wenjun, come to your master..."

"who?!"

Her expression suddenly changed. When she looked back suddenly, she saw a figure from far to near in the wind and snow.

"Although I don't want to admit it, what she mentioned, I think it's me..."

"Who are you……"

The moment the sound fell, the old woman finally saw the person coming clearly.

boom!

It seemed as if a thunder exploded in front of me, my body shook violently, and I was about to escape without thinking.

"Prime Yang!"

The shrill scream was destroyed by the violent force, and the old woman fell into the snow like a dead dog. Yang Yu didn't even look at her.

But his eyes remained close to Lin Wenjun:
Chapter completed!