"I want to make it!"

"And I!"

"Wa'er, don't forget your uncle!"

Seeing that the weapon in Shi Linhu's hand was so extraordinary, the others in Shicun could not sit still.

"Noisy?"

The crusader in the hand of the old patriarch gave a fierce meal and yelled at the crowd with his eyes, "One by one, go back and get things ready first."

"Yes Yes!"

The crowd broke out, and they rushed home to collect materials, planning to refine weapons and equipment.

"I want to make a baby too, but I don't have any materials!"

The small stone touched his head, and his eyes were dripping around. "Well? I remember that there was a black iron whetstone at Grandpa's house, which made me a weapon."

The figure flickered, and the small stone rushed out quickly and ran back to get the materials.

"This little guy."

The old patriarch shook his head helplessly and turned to look at Shaohao, "Waer, if you practice these, will it not hurt you?"

The old patriarch was a little worried about Shao Hao. According to legend, some tribal refiners need blood sacrifice. If the refiner breaks the baby's body, this won't work.

"It's okay. It's all the functions of the Refiner Pavilion, and I don't need any effort."

Shaohao pointed at the furnace in front of him and smiled at the old patriarch. "The patriarch and grandpa rest assured that this refining cabinet is made by the Supreme Master. I only need to open it without any effort."

"He's right."

The hazy blue light was rippling, and the figure of Liu Shen appeared in the refining cabinet. "I just saw it. The refining equipment is the magical power of this refining cabinet."

The figure of Liu Shen is looming in the blue light, as if it were a phantom floating in the blue light.

Raising his eyes and glancing around in the Refiner Pavilion, Liu Shen nodded in admiration, "Nothing is not made, everything is made. It is admirable that Heavenly Supreme is capable of creating all things."

"Thank you God for pointing."

The old patriarch bowed down and saluted to Liu Shen.

"No need to be polite."

Liu Shen waved his hand to lift the old patriarch and nodded his head slightly. "Under the stone village, there is a **** body buried. When I was nirvana, it was because I took root in the stone village and absorbed the remaining divine power in the **** body to restore my life.

"There is a **** buried under the stone village? Is it the first sacrificial spirit?"

The old patriarch exclaimed, his face shocked.

"That's not it. This **** body has been buried for a long time, even longer than Shicun's existence."

Liu Shen shook his head and reached out with a wave. A huge gap cracked in the ground outside the Refiner Pavilion, and a huge golden bone was slowly rising from the ground.

This is the skeleton of a half-human half-beast with a human head and six wings on its back. The bones are as high as a hundred feet high, the whole body of gold is shining, revealing a mighty divine power.

"It's also a waste to bury it in the ground. Since you can refine it, let's refine it too!"

With a wave of his hand, Liu Shen sent the huge skeleton to the Refiner Pavilion, where the figure flickered and the light dissipated.

"A **** body! This is a **** body!"

The old patriarch's eyes glowed and his body shook with excitement. "If this thing is made into a weapon, it will be too strong."

"Grandpa, this gigantic bone is best suited for training as a flying weapon. It has six wings and can be used to train three pairs of wings."

Shao Hao said to the old patriarch, bent over, grabbed the huge skeleton **** body, and waved into the furnace of the Refiner Pavilion.

"boom!"

The flames rose, and the golden **** body melted instantly.

"Is this a hero?"

When refining the golden corpse, Shao Hao understood the origin of the corpse from the information feedback from the Refiner Pavilion.

"Wings of Yingzhao, Refining!"

According to the instructions of the Refiner Pavilion, the so-called "Force of Fortune" driving the Refiner Pavilion, a flame tossed up, and three pairs of golden wings appeared in the flame.

"It's done!"

The fire was gone, and the three pairs of wings cooled and solidified, floating in front of Shao Hao.

The golden wing looks like a wing. In fact, all the feathers are made of thin bone pieces.

The golden wings of the whole body are like the wings of a golden-winged Dapeng. The splendid golden light flows and the power is magnificent.

The bones of each feather are as sharp as a knife. In addition to flying, lethality is equally terrifying.

"Oh? So beautiful wings!"

At this time, the small stone hugged a long black iron block and hurried into the refining cabinet.

Seeing three pairs of golden wings floating in mid-air, the small stones let out their eyes, and then shook his head again, "It's a pity I can't eat."

"This is a flying weapon and a weapon, not for food."

Shao Hao stretched out his hand, and the three pairs of wings shrank into the size of a slap, and fell into Shao Hao's hand.

"What else?"

The old patriarch smiled and said, "Hold one. Take the small stone. Leave the remaining one first. Whenever you want to use it, just come again."

"OK! OK!"

The little stone dropped the black iron block in his hand, reached out to take over a pair of wings, held it in his hand, and looked up and down in love.

"Drop a drop of blood up and refine it with qi and blood."

Shao Hao cut through his fingers, dripped a drop of blood and fell on the golden wings, and then stirred up blood and poured into the golden wings.

"Oh!"

The golden light flashed, and a pair of golden wings spread out behind Shao Hao, gently fanned, the figure rose.

"Wow! That's fun!"

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"Oh...."

As the wings spread, the little stone monster screamed into the air, whistling out of the Refiner Pavilion and whistling above Shicun.

"Well? That black iron ..."

Shao Hao retracted his wings and landed on the ground. When he saw the black iron dropped by the small stone, the reminder of the Refiner Pavilion suddenly sounded in his mind.

"It turned out to be an artifact?"

The so-called artifacts are the artifacts used by the gods.

When a practitioner advances to Divine Realm, he can be called a deity. The gods are among the highest beings in the great wilderness.

"What artifact is it?"

Shao Hao stooped to grab this long piece of black iron and waved it into the furnace of the Refiner Pavilion.

No matter what artifact it is, as long as the black iron outside is refined, it can show its true shape.

"call...."

The flames tossed and swept away, and the long black block melted instantly, revealing the true shape of the artifact.

This is a four-foot-long, twenty-four-section eight-lenght, blackened body, quaint in shape, as if a hard whip made of black stone.

This is a hard whip, not a soft whip.

It's similar to the "whipping whip", this is a heavy blunt instrument.

"Catch the mountain whip?"

Seeing this four-foot hard whip, the old patriarch shivered, "It turns out ... the ancestors of the Stone clan have not been lost!"

"It turned out to be an ancestral artifact of the Shi clan?"

Shao Hao waved the "Mountain Rush" and handed it to the old patriarch.

"The ancestors are up, the stone sacred objects, and they are back in the hands of future generations!"

The old patriarch held the "catch to catch the mountain", and the old tears burst into excitement.

This is the first sacrifice spirit of Ishimura, an artifact made by "Stone God". The stone **** fell, the stone clan declined, and the artifact "catch the mountain whip" was also missing.

At this moment, the "catch the mountain whip" saw the sky again, and the old patriarch wept with joy.