The Magical Blacksmith

　　Waiting for the Lingtai monk to enter the magical barrier, the great elder sacrificed a spirit sword and guarded it at the entrance.

　　The elder of the Blood God Sect was so anxious that he stepped forward and said: "Li Rulong, make a price, time is precious, no delay!"

　　 "I don't need money!" The Great Elder watched the blood **** sect leaping up and down in a hurry, and he was very happy. Based on this, he wouldn't let him go even if he was given more benefits.

　　 "If you want to do this, don't blame us for being cruel!" The blood **** sect elder was annoyed.

　　 "Come on, you want to do it, see if I don't cut you off by half." The elder thought that the Blood God Sect Master had only half of his body, and he laughed.

　　The blood **** elder gritted his teeth with anger, flicked his sleeves, and turned back to the blood **** sect residence.

　　 "Elder, how can this be good?" The disciples of the Blood God Education were worried.

　　 The elder of the Blood God Sect gritted his teeth and whispered: "Since he is not benevolent in the Spirit Taizong, my Blood God Sect still has to worry about something, go back to the sect and take a few spiritual tools.

　　 "Elder, if you enter with a spirit weapon, the magical enchantment may collapse." The monk under him understood the elder's plan and frowned.

　　 "It's a big deal!" The elder of the blood **** sect ate the weight and ironed his heart.

　　 On Zhang Ye, he paid his favor and said goodbye to the great elder: "The great elder, the junior is gone."

　　 "Thanks for your hard work." The elder thanked him, thinking that he could not get out now, and said, "Zhang Ye, I can't go away now, I will send you back later."

　　 The great elder was not worried about letting others send Zhang Ye. He suddenly remembered something and continued: "By the way, this ancient land contains the truth forged by the gods, why don't you think about it?"

　　 so amazing? Anyway, Zhang Ye walked into the ancient land and looked around.

　　 In this ancient place, you can't see what the original building was. Only some broken stones are left. Some stones are also carved with inexplicable patterns. Zhang Ye stretched out his hand and placed it on the stone pillar, feeling the so-called forged truth.

　　 Zhang Ye shook his head, without any realization.

　　 Zhang Ye did not give up, and walked to the next stone pillar, but he didn't pay attention. Any stone he touched would give off a shimmer.

　　……

　　Han Ling'er and several people have reached their destination, saying that this magical enchantment is actually a kind of space formation, which is self-contained. After exploration by the predecessors, the enchantment of the gods and soldiers took the shape of a seven-story pagoda as a whole, but each level seemed to be too big.

　　 In the magical enchantment, there are countless magical weapons, but these magic weapons will not be dug by others, but will be transformed into beasts, wandering in every corner of the pagoda, killing people when they see them.

　　The first layer is a low-grade magic weapon-shaped beast, the second layer is a middle-grade magic weapon, and so on, until the sixth layer will have a high-grade magic weapon!

　　 As for the seventh floor, no one has ever been there, or anyone who has been there has never been able to return. It is rumored that there is a bottle of king weapon beast on the seventh floor, which is the master of the entire enchantment.

　　 Han Ling'er, these foundation-building monks, can only reach the third floor at most, which is where the high-grade magic weapon-level beasts are. Of course, it does not mean that you will be able to obtain high-grade magical weapons by reaching the third floor, because the beasts transformed into high-grade magical weapons are comparable to the power of the golden core. When a single monk encounters it, only escape is left.

　　 Not only that, not all warriors and beasts are transformed by divine weapons, there are also fake warriors, beasts and fisheyes that spontaneously formed in divine warfare.

　　 Han Ling'er and several people are at the first level of the enchantment. Because there is no blood **** cult to block them, they unscrupulously beheaded the nearby beasts and obtained several low-grade magical weapons, but unfortunately there is no inheritance.

　　 Someone suggested: "Sister Ling'er, why don't we set up an ambush here and wait for the disciples of the Blood God to come in and catch them all at once."

　　 Killing the genius disciple of the opponent's sect is also one of the tasks to enter the magical barrier. Everyone nodded repeatedly. Since you entered the magical barrier ahead of time, you should make good use of this time.

　　Han Ling'er was silent for a moment: "The Blood God Sect will never wait to die, it must come prepared, even if it is set ambush, it may not be effective."

　　 "We finally got an hour ahead and wasted it in vain?" Everyone recognized Han Ling'er's analysis, but was a little unwilling.

　　 "Why don't we take advantage of the fact that there is no blood **** sect to bother us at this hour, how about we go to the third floor and work together to obtain a high-grade magic weapon?" Han Ling'er suggested.

　　 This is a plan to maximize the benefits of one hour ahead, and everyone agrees: "Okay, listen to Sister Ling'er!"

As for whether or not to defeat the beasts of high-grade magic weapons, the monks didn’t care much. After all, Han Linger had a top-grade flying sword and a top-grade magic knife. With everyone working together, if luck was good, maybe everyone could get one. Top grade instruments.

　　 Thinking of this, the monks were so excited, surrounded by Han Ling'er, they quickly killed the entrance to the lower floor.

　　 Not long after, the cultivator of the Lingtai cautiously came to the third floor, avoided the hordes of soldiers and beasts, set up traps, and worked together to kill a single beast.

　　 Looking at the high-grade magical artifact in front of them, the cultivators of the platform were excited: "Even a high-grade magical weapon was captured!"

　　 Everyone looked at Han Ling'er. As the captain appointed by the elder, she has the power to distribute the results.

　　 How can Han Ling'er not know what everyone is thinking, when she was about to pick up the top-grade magic artifact, she suddenly exclaimed: "This flying sword actually has the inheritance technique!"

　　 The magical soldiers who have inherited the techniques are more valuable, and the monks are breathing quickly.

　　Han Ling'er was a little troubled. This top-grade flying sword was obtained by everyone, and it is not good to distribute it to anyone. She finally said: "I will keep this sword for the time being, and it will be distributed in a unified way when the magical enchantment is released."

　　 Everyone frowned. If it's a middle-grade or low-grade artifact, everyone wouldn't care about it so much, but this is a high-grade artifact with inherited techniques, and everyone wants it.

　　 Even if Han Linger's reputation has always been good, some monks wondered if Han Linger wanted to swallow it alone. Of course, I only dared to think about this, but didn't dare to say it.

　　 Immediately afterwards, everyone repeated their old tricks, looking for single-soldier beasts to start, and they have been killing five or six, but still did not drop high-grade magical weapons.

　　 Not long after, Han Ling'er used the best magic knife to pin down a single soldier beast again. A spiritual platform monk jumped from the rear, with a violent sword, he slashed this small mountain-sized soldier beast.

　　 The dead beast turned into a high-grade magic weapon. Everyone was happy, and the probability of losing the treasure was too high. If this continues, it is not impossible for everyone to get a handful.

　　Han Ling'er was preparing to gather the spoils for a unified distribution. The monk who killed the beast before grabbed the high-grade magic weapon: "I killed the beast, and this high-grade magic weapon belongs to me!"

　　 "Hu Yue, didn't you say that the unified distribution was done?" Han Ling'er frowned. The thing she worries about the most has happened.

　　 "Why is it uniformly distributed? I made this high-grade artifact, so it must be mine!" The monk named Hu Yue threw the high-grade artifact into the universe bag, and then looked at everyone vigilantly, for fear of someone coming to grab it.

　　 "Hu Yue, as the captain, I order you to hand over the spoils and distribute them uniformly afterwards!" Although Han Ling'er is kind, he is also a principled person.

　　 "Yes, if it wasn't for everyone to be busy together, you can kill the high-grade beasts?" The monks shouted angrily.

"Hmph, I don't need your help!" Hu Yue was already fascinated, and said arrogantly, "The enchantment of the gods is based on its own ability, why should I bring you oil bottles, I can get more without you! "

　　 Hu Yue was the second in the Inner Sect competition, saying this, I feel a little emboldened.

　　 "Hu Yue, I should wait for help!" Han Ling'er exclaimed angrily.

　　 "Pretend to be lofty, don't you Han Ling'er want to swallow all the magical weapons!" Hu Yue couldn't bear Han Ling'er's distribution rules, deliberately sarcastically, and then ordered several people's names, "Muck with me, you can definitely gain more!"

Several monks who were named, because they had acquired two high-grade magical weapons one after another, they were a little blind and confident, and they had been dissatisfied with Han Ling'er's distribution method, so they responded to Hu Yue's call: "Yes, let's split up. It’s also more efficient!"

　　Only the bottom-ranked monks remained by Han Linger's side. Huang Dou was furious, holding the sword angrily: "The elder said that if we want to unite as one, you dare not obey Senior Sister Ling'er's arrangements, I will kill you!"

　　 "The top ten candidates are not qualified to talk to me!" Hu Yue gave an order, and the two sides began to rattle their arms.

　　 "Stop it all!" Han Linger stopped drinking.

　　 "Sister Ling'er..." Huang Dou and the group were indignant.

　　 "Let them go!" Immediately, Han Ling'er looked at Hu Yue with scorching eyes, "Since you ask for your own actions, you are arrogant."

　　 Once separated, the combat effectiveness will inevitably decrease, but Hu Yue's interest is so strong that he has a high-grade magic weapon, and feels that he can get more, and said coldly: "Sister Ling'er, I want wealth and wealth and danger. Offended!"

　　 After that, Hu Yue took a few people and left quickly in a certain direction.

　　 The few people who remained were worried: "Senior Sister Ling'er, what can I do now?"

High-grade magic weapon-shaped beasts are comparable to the power of Jin Dan. Han Linger can contain these beasts with the best magic sword~www.ltnovel.com~ but the team strength is less than half, and it is quite difficult to kill them. .

　　Han Ling'er pondered for a moment, and took out the best magic knife and the high-grade flying sword that he had previously captured: "You use it first, let's continue to hunt and kill the individual beasts."

　　 "Sister Ling'er, the best magic knife was lent to you by Boss Zhang, or you should keep it for use!" Huang Dou was assigned the colorful Tang knife. Although he was greedy, he shook his head and refused.

　　 "No need to refuse, I am better at using flying swords!" Han Linger smiled proudly, because the red flying sword in her hand was made by Zhang Ye, and the name was Zhang Ye.

　　 Hearing this, Huang Dou had no choice but to accept the Colorful Tang Dao. He swore that even if he died later, he would not hurt Senior Sister Ling'er!

　　 Soon, Han Ling'er and the others found a new target, a soldier beast the size of a hill that looked like a mouse. When Han Ling'er secretly approached, the soldier beast suddenly sniffed his nose and roared up to the sky. There were deafening footsteps from all directions.

　　 "No good, evacuate!" Han Linger immediately decided, but there was no time to evacuate. Dozens of hill rats surrounded Han Linger.

　　 In the ancient land, Zhang Ye found a stone platform carved with a hammer. He felt curious and put his palm on it.

　　 Suddenly, Guanghua flashed, and Zhang Ye disappeared.

The elder 　　 was watching Zhang Ye while guarding the entrance, but Zhang Ye suddenly disappeared from under his eyelids, which made the elder look bewildered.

　　The elder of the Blood God Sect thought that an hour was about to come, and smiled and brought his disciples forward: "Li Rulong, should I let my Blood God Sect enter?"

　　 The Great Elder suddenly turned his head, and immediately scuffled with the Blood God Sect elder: "Old Piff, what happened to you Zhang Ye?"

　　 Other than that, the Great Elder couldn't think of other possibilities.