How Come My Dog Becomes Unbeatable

Chapter 197: imperial instrument

"Okay! The third-rank holy soldier!" The ancestor of the dragon clan stood up excitedly and almost couldn't help shouting.

However, this is Mr. Zhang's chassis after all. After taking a look at Zhang Xuan, the ancestor of the dragon clan bit his tongue and forced himself to wake up.

"As expected of Master Wang Chuan, he is of the third grade!"

"In the hands of the Dragon Clan, I am afraid that it will be able to exert the power of the fourth-grade holy soldier!"

"The gilded staff in the hands of the Bone Erosion Demon Sect is only a third-grade holy soldier, and it has been passed down from ancient times. There is another third-grade holy-level refiner in the fairyland."

The powers of the divine beast clan couldn't help but praised each other.

Xia Meng and others looked at it suspiciously, and they heard what the beast clan said.

Xia Meng and others were a little puzzled, third grade? Is it great?

They had a hunch that if they touched the pole with the axe made by Zhang Xuan, the pole would be as soft as tofu.

When Xia Meng saw Zhang Xuan looking at other people's refining equipment and looked dumbfounded, Xia Meng was speechless.

I couldn't help but stepped forward and gently kicked Zhang Xuan, "It's your turn!"

"Ah?" Zhang Xuan finally came to his senses.

Even more than a chicken!

They are warriors, and they must be awesome. Haven't you seen people throwing thunder into the air?

This should be the legendary soldier, right?

Just like in the novel, it has its own attributes.

"If you lose, don't get into my bed in the future!"

Seeing Zhang Xuan's appearance, Xia Meng said in a low voice.

This sentence is more lethal than any words.

"Mad, fight!"

Zhang Xuan poured out the molten iron in the iron pot. After cooling down a little, he waved the hammer in his hand to start hammering.

Xia Meng smiled slightly and sneered coldly.

What is this bad guy thinking about all day?

When Chen Qianrou heard Xia Meng's words, she was about to go forward and tell Zhang Xuan that if Xia Meng didn't let him go to bed, she could.

But as soon as she took a step, she was pulled by Chen Ming.

Chen Qianrou turned her head and looked at her brother suspiciously.

Chen Ming begged for mercy with both hands, didn't he see others watching curiously?

The elder sister is really too active, and Chen Ming can't stand it anymore.

Chen Qianrou pouted and said, "For you!"

Then back off.

Chen Ming quickly thanked him.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Zhang Xuan.

There are only two words in my mind: "Art!"

Every time Zhang Xuan swung it, the endless splendid Dao rhythm agitated, moving with the hammer in his hand.

Not only that, countless avenues were pulled down by the hammer and fell onto the shovel.

"As expected of Master, do you see it, this is the refining tool, Wang Chuan? Hmph, what is it refining?" Mu Yunyun said naively.

Ting He looked at his junior sister speechlessly, and then looked at the master with all his attention.

Too beautiful!

Artifact refining is boring, so few people are willing to enter this industry. Although artifact refiners and alchemists are very wealthy, there are still no warriors willing to enter this industry, just because this industry is very boring and wastes cultivation time.

But looking at the master's refining, it is like appreciating the completion of a work of art, the movements are graceful and pleasing to the eye.

The Dao is in the hands of the master, and he is as well-behaved as a child.

"This..." This is the first time that the gods and beasts have seen someone refining a tool like this.

Xuanwu ancestors and dragon ancestors watched in shock.

After all, they were laymen. At this moment, Wang Chuan and his disciples were more shocked than they were.

Especially Wang Chuan.

"God pattern, can you hit it with a hammer? This... is against the sky!"

"God pattern can still be empowered like this? This..."

"Hey, this holy soldier has been drawn to a thousand avenues, and he has not stopped yet. What kind of holy soldier is he trying to create?"

"Two thousand avenues! How many avenues does Zhang Xuan master?"

Wang Chuan looked at Zhang Xuan in shock, and was too excited to speak.

"I…"

Now he really wants to kneel down and give Zhang Xuan a knock.

God man!

Wang Chuan stared at Zhang Xuan, he wanted to see where the end of Zhang Xuan was.

"There are already 2,300 avenues!" Wang Chuan's disciples, including those with discerning eyes, exclaimed in a low voice.

"what?"

Xuanwu ancestors and dragon ancestors were immediately stunned when they heard it.

Two thousand avenues?

Eighth-Rank Holy Soldier!

Only the Venerable can exert the ultimate performance of the Holy Soldier, so it is also called the "Exalted Device"!

Mr. Zhang can actually refine the eighth-grade holy soldiers!

If this is transmitted back to the Immortal Territory, it is estimated that it will cause huge waves, and the entire Immortal Territory will be shaken.

All the powerhouses of the mythical beast family focused their attention on Long Haotian, no wonder the broom was so simple that the gilded staff of the Bone-Eating Demon Sect was useless.

"Shit luck!" Shu Qian glanced coldly at Long Haotian and whispered.

Long Haotian also froze for a while, then the corners of his mouth rose, almost smirking.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang's refining level was so high.

So, the broom in his hand is a Venerable Tool?

"Three...three..." Wang Chuan stammered and couldn't say it. His eyes were so round that his jaw was about to fall. There was actually a person who controls three thousand avenues in this world.

Three thousand avenues, also known as the 'immortal emperor'!

Zhang Xuan is an Immortal Emperor! !

He looked at Zhang Xuan in shock, a powerhouse in the Immortal Emperor Realm, who had not appeared in the Immortal Domain for tens of thousands of years, but he did not expect one to appear in front of their eyes.

"No wonder it is rumored that Zhang Xuan doesn't take the Four Great Immortal Sects in his eyes, Immortal Emperor, the Four Great Immortal Sects are nothing!"

Zhang Xuan didn't know the shock of others. After getting the shovel in place, he glanced at it with satisfaction.

At the moment he finished making it, an invisible light suddenly rose into the sky.

A violent coercion suddenly overflowed.

Affected by this coercion, everyone in the yard shook violently, almost unsteady.

"Sure enough, it's an imperial weapon!"

At this moment, everyone stared blankly at the shovel in Zhang Xuan's hand.

The imperial weapon, the ninth-rank holy soldier!

The Dao Yun barrier of the small courtyard was broken.

A breath rose into the sky, breaking through the sky.

Huo Mingchuan, who was outside the small courtyard, was stunned for a moment, then stood up instantly, and lost his voice: "Imperial weapon!"

Without noticing it, his voice changed.

This coercion is absolutely not wrong, it is definitely an imperial weapon!