He Yiming's eyes slightly raised. Just a moment ago, the power that Mou Zilong had displayed was actually more than twice as strong as usual. This kind of instantaneous eruption of power was horrifying. It was also because of this that he was able to kill this golden monster in such a short time.
However, it was obvious that although this method was powerful, the aftereffects weren't small. This could be seen from the beads of sweat on Mou Zilong's forehead.
Even after reaching the Divine Dao Realm, he was still unable to conceal the hot sweat that seeped out. From this, it could be seen exactly how much strength he had utilized earlier.
"Heh heh, the new generation excels the old. Brother Brother He, you have surpassed me," Mou Zilong said with a long sigh.
Although He Yiming had used a powerful technique that he rarely used to defeat his opponent in a very short period of time, he no longer had the slightest bit of arrogance in his heart when he saw Yiming's battle record and the way he handled the situation with ease, as if he didn't have the slightest bit of exhaustion.
He Yiming shook his head and said, "Brother Mou, actually, my cultivation technique can restrain these monsters. Otherwise, it would have been very difficult to kill them so easily."
Mou Zilong gave a wry smile and waved his hand. He Yiming's words were certainly reasonable, but after witnessing the true strength of this new Supreme Dao expert, Mou Zilong certainly wouldn't think it was so simple.
At the very least, it was hard to imagine that the undead creatures would have holes in their bodies. If it weren't for the numerous wounds on the golden monsters, the power of light wouldn't have been able to purify them so quickly.
Mou Zilong reached out and pulled the golden mouthpart out of the monster's body. He said, "Brother He, Brother He, you should collect the other mouthpart as well."
The other golden monster, which had been reduced to a dried corpse, had been killed by the god-dao puppet in an inconceivable way. For several hundred years, he had seen countless scenes of golden monsters sucking the other monsters into dried corpses, but he didn't expect the situation to be reversed today.
He Yiming responded and pulled out the mouthpart from the dried corpse. Seeing the trace of surprise and worry in Mou Zilong's eyes, he hesitated for a moment, then said with a smile, "Brother Mou, this little brother's puppet was driven by the Blood Coagulation Technique of the ancient Divine Dao. This technique has a special liking for Evil Qi and Death Qi, and these monsters don't lack this kind of power, so …"
Mou Zilong nodded slightly. He knew that He Yiming must still have some reservations, but to explain it to this extent was already giving him considerable face.
"Brother He, Brother, you, having this god-dao puppet is of great help here is really enviable."
He Yiming laughed involuntarily. He waved the three golden mouthparts in his hand and asked, "Brother Mou, what is the use of this thing? Why do you all value it so much?"
Mou Zilong's eyes shone faintly, then he said, "This thing has a wide range of uses. It's the best material in the world to forge a Divine Soldier." He pondered for a moment, then said, "You've also seen its hardness. Even compared to the legendary black iron, it's not inferior at all. But for us, this thing's real use is to forge the Thunderbolt Spear. "
"Thunderbolt Spear? What's that? "He Yiming's eyes were bright and full of expression. He was full of curiosity about this thing that he had never heard of before.
"Among the people who entered this place at the time, there was a god-dao expert who was proficient in refining weapons. After the great battle with the undead creatures, he collected these golden mouthparts. Using a special method, he was able to imbue and seal the power of light inside. " At this point, Mou Zilong's eyes faintly throbbed with a flame that made He Yiming's heart palpitate, "This kind of Thunderbolt Spear is a Divine Soldier specially used to deal with these undead creatures. Once released, the indestructible Thunderbolt Spear can directly pierce the undead creatures' bodies. At the same time, the power of light sealed inside the spear will erupt in an instant. Heh heh, you should be able to guess the might of the power of light that erupts from the bodies of the monsters. "
He Yiming's complexion changed slightly. He recalled the two reactions of the golden monsters when they were enveloped by the power of light, and immediately understood its power.
Although the power of light was the nemesis of these undead creatures, the surface of the golden monsters' bodies had a protective power. If the power of light was used outside, without a quarter of an hour of purification, it would be impossible to kill them. However, once the power of light entered their bodies, the performance of these golden monsters was not much better than that of the red-armored monsters. Almost all of them were killed in a few breaths.
Mou Zilong stretched out a finger, and said with a serious expression, "When the Thunderbolt Spear forged from this thing is used to deal with the group of golden monsters, it will definitely be able to kill them with one shot. If we have enough golden mouthparts, then no matter how many of these undead creatures come, we will be able to completely exterminate them. "
He Yiming slowly nodded, and said, "Since this thing is so powerful, why don't you use it, Brother Mou?" He paused, and said, "Brother Mou has been here for hundreds of years, it can't be that you don't have a bit of stock, right?"
Mou Zilong patted a bracelet-like object on his wrist and said, "This old man has collected no less than ten thousand golden mouthparts in the past hundred years. I've already successfully refined all of them into Thunderclap Spears. Apart from the two parts that were given to the blacksmith and the guy who instilled the power of light into the mouthparts, I've also given them to the blacksmith. The number of golden mouthparts here is about eight thousand. " He shook his head, and said with a long sigh, "Eight thousand sounds like a lot, but in fact, it is far from enough. I don't dare to waste even a little bit."
"Why?" He Yiming asked in disbelief. Not daring to waste such a frightening amount, no one could believe this answer.
"Because these things are life-saving treasures. They can only be used once every hundred years, when the monsters' reinforcements arrive." Mou Zilong sighed deeply, and said, "Last time, I prepared more than six thousand, but in the end, not a single one was left. And every time, the strength of the undead creatures' reinforcements will be stronger than the last time. Therefore, this time, no matter what, we have to be more prepared."
He Yiming opened his eyes wide, and sucked in a breath of cold air. More than six thousand Thunderbolt Spears, wouldn't that mean they had to exterminate more than six thousand golden monsters? And this was only his battle result. If all the Supreme Dao experts and mythological beasts were included. In that case, how many of these golden monsters would there be when a hundred years came?
Once he thought of this question, He Yiming shuddered.
Mou Zilong shook his head helplessly, and said with a sigh, "These mouthparts are indestructible, but what is strange is that once the Thunderbolt Spears are used, these mouthparts will melt at the same time. Therefore, even if we want to use battle to support battle, it will be difficult to do so. The only way is to kill as many golden monsters as possible during this hundred years buffer period, collect their mouthparts, and prepare more Thunderbolt Spears. "
He Yiming's eyes suddenly widened, and a rather strange expression appeared on his face.
After a moment, he said slowly, "Brother Mou, can you let me take a look at your Thunderbolt Spear?"
Mou Zilong waved his wrist, and a short golden mouthpart instantly appeared. However, this mouthpart was somewhat different from the one in He Yiming's hand. Not only was the hollow part at the end firmly sealed, even the golden radiance seemed to have an additional trace of something unusual.
He Yiming took it, and lightly flicked this thing called Thunderbolt Spear a few times. He released his consciousness, and after sweeping it for a moment, he slowly nodded his head, and said, "Brother Mou, you handed it to others to refine, and then instilled the power of light. Don't tell me you have to hand over twenty percent of the mouthparts?"
"That's right." Mou Zilong said seriously, "The ones in charge of refining the mouthparts and instilling the power of light are all False God experts, and among us, only they have such strength." After a pause, he said sincerely, "It will take a certain amount of time to complete these things, so it is not excessive for each of them to take ten percent of the mouthparts."
He Yiming's mouth twitched slightly, and he laughed mischievously. With a flip of his wrist, he had already put one of the mouthparts into the Five-elements World.
Then, he half-closed his eyes, and a five-colored light screen swayed around him.
The Supreme Dao puppet took a step forward, and just like that, it stuck to his side silently.
Mou Zilong looked at He Yiming in confusion, but he could not understand what he was doing on a whim. His gaze fell on the golden mouthpart in his hand, and his heart was suddenly moved, but then it became disbelief.
A twenty-odd years old Supreme Grade powerhouse was already quite terrifying. If he also had such high attainments in smithing art, would the others still have a way to survive?
He Yiming naturally did not care about Mou Zilong's thoughts. After releasing the five-colored divine power, he wrapped the mouthpart with his consciousness and entered the Nine Dragons Furnace.
During He Yiming's advancement to Supreme Dao, other than the improvement of his martial arts cultivation base, what made him feel even more surprised was that the nine fire dragons in the Nine Dragons Furnace finally began to accept him.
At this point, He Yiming finally understood that the fire dragons were actually so arrogant. Even if they fancied and acknowledged someone, they would not pay attention to the user before he reached Supreme Dao.
Fortunately, when He Yiming successfully advanced, the fire dragons put down their arrogance and even took the initiative to promise to help him temper the Five-element Rings and the Mystic Turtle Shell.
Of course, after He Yiming completely stabilized his Supreme Dao boundary, he could start to smith divine tools.
Nevertheless, after seeing the Thunderbolt Spear at this moment, He Yiming knew that it was time for the nine fire dragons to contribute.
Under the control of his consciousness, the golden mouthpart quickly entered the Nine Dragons Furnace.
The nine small fire dragons surrounded He Yiming's consciousness and became affectionate.
After hesitating for a moment, He Yiming wanted to try the power of the nine small fire dragons that were gradually growing stronger. He placed the mouthpart in the center of the small fire dragons, and with a command, nine fire pillars suddenly sprayed from different directions, burning the end of the mouthpart.
However, after a moment, He Yiming gave up this plan without hesitation.
PS: When White Crane was writing today, his eyes hurt badly. When he looked at the screen, his temples twitched.
I hope it will be better tomorrow morning, or else I will have to see a doctor.
Tomorrow, the White Crane will try its best to guarantee three chapters. If it still hurts too much, sweat … (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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