Douluo: Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, become the Evil God!

Tang Xiaotian set his sights on Jiang Chen. Is this the human descendant of the million-year-old soul beast created by the Huo family?

He has the strength of a Soul Master at such a young age, not bad.

"Little friend, are you interested in getting to know the young people of our Haotian Sect?"

Jiang Chen replied, "Master Tang, you are too polite."

"I came here this time to seek the help of Sect Master Tang to forge a weapon."

"Haha! Any weapon can be made by this divine craftsman. Why would you need a Saint Craftsman like me?"

"Of course, Sect Master Tang's forging skills are comparable to those of a god, so this matter must involve Sect Master Tang."

When the materials were brought out for display, Tang Xiaotian, like Xiong Jun and Zhenhua, fell silent.

After a moment, he pursed his lips and said, "You? Are you kidding me?"

Not to mention the powerful existence sealed in the Ice God Pearl, the Ice God Pearl alone made him helpless.

The remaining materials were the Gold of Life and the Eight-Angled Mysterious Ice Grass, which he had never used before. Forging them was simply a brutal act.

Tang Xiaotian asked uncertainly, "Are you sure you want to merge them all together?"

"Of course!" Jiang Chen nodded.

Don’t think that it is as simple as just merging into one. You need to resist this extreme cold force and forge it thoroughly.

No less than Tianduan.

No, in Zhenhua's eyes, this is more painful than Tianduan.

Tang Xiaotian smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, I can't do anything."

"No, no, no!" This time Jiang Chen didn't say anything. Instead, Zhenhua spoke up, "Sect Master Tang, I need the Haotian Sect's help to carry out this forging. I beg you to help me. Zhenhua will be grateful."

Just like the legendary first-generation master craftsman Lou Gao, he was willing to sacrifice himself to create a peerless magic weapon.

The highest forging is exactly what the blacksmith pursues!

"I don't want to give up this opportunity!"

Chapter 82 Jiang Chen, if you don’t use force, Xue Di will be angry!

"Jiang Chen, use more force!"

"No, I can't hold on any longer. Oh no, it's coming out!"

"Don't!"

On the big bed, Xue Di, whose face was now rosy, clenched her teeth and pressed her hands on the Ice God Pearl.

Don't think too much.

This is the Snow Queen feeling the power of the Ice Dragon King. Although she is the incarnation of ice and snow and is purer than the Ice Dragon King in some ways, her power level is far inferior to that of the Ice Dragon King, who is the God King.

In order to feel the power of the Ice Dragon King, Jiang Chen needed to simulate the blood of the Dragon God to suppress the Ice Dragon King. Otherwise, if the reverse scale was touched and the king suddenly attacked and hurt people, both of them would be finished.

No one can touch the majesty of a true Dragon King, even a dead Dragon King.

After all, even if he is the super god-level leader of Tianlong Star, he has to surrender cautiously in the Dragon Tomb.

A million-year-old soul beast and the incarnation of ice and snow are still nothing in the eyes of the Ice Dragon King.

A divine craftsman and two holy craftsmen said they could give it a try for those precious natural treasures, but they really had no way to deal with the Ice God Pearl.

The power of the Dragon King is not something that the divine craftsman can handle. After all, he is a divine craftsman but not a god.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to resort to this last resort, asking them to use the materials to create a weapon and leave a space for the Ice God Pearl.

"That's so easy for you to say!"

At this moment, on the other side of the bed, Jiang Chen held the golden dragon spear and the silver dragon spear, and the combined aura of the dragon god completely suppressed the Ice Dragon King.

But for Jiang Chen, the consumption was too great.

His hands were shaking, as if he was exhausted.

"Give me some more time."

Xue Di gritted her teeth, endured the pressure from the Ice Dragon King, and drew away a bit of the Ice Dragon King's power.

Since she couldn't control the Ice Dragon King, she would transform into the Ice Dragon King. Like Tianlongxing, she was influenced by the Dragon Tomb and had the same origin as the dragon clan.

As the incarnation of ice and snow, the Snow Girl is extremely malleable. Now that they are adults, it doesn't matter if the Snow Girl turns into an ice dragon.

In the end, Jiang Chen couldn't hold on any longer and fell down.

"you!"

Xiao Xue Di was so angry that she stepped on Jiang Chen's face with her white feet, and the latter flew backwards.

"No, sister, I helped you so much, and you repay me with evil." Jiang Chen rubbed his butt and climbed up, then crawled back to the bed from the ground.

Xiao Xue Di was very disgusted. She was just one step away from obtaining a little bit of power from the Ice Dragon King.

As a result, all the efforts were wasted.

"Incompetent piece of shit, can't you even last three minutes?"

Jiang Chen was speechless.

If the Ice Dragon King's corpse is destroyed, he still has a way, but

The Golden Dragon Spear and the Silver Dragon Spear cannot be used by non-bloodline holders, otherwise they will be sucked into human livers.

"Let's do it again!"

Xue Di was unwilling to accept this. As a girl of ice and snow, she also had her own self-esteem. She believed that even if it was the Dragon King, she would not lose.

This is just a dead dragon king.

"No, I don't have the strength."

Jiang Chen gave up and collapsed on the bed without any intention of moving.

"stand up!"

"I do not!"

"stand up!"

"I do not!"

"You can't get up!"

What Xue Di couldn't accept the most was giving up halfway, especially when she was just a little bit away from drawing the power of the Ice Dragon King.

She believed that there would be absolutely no problem if she could do it again.

Looking at Jiang Chen lying on the bed like a dead dog, he suddenly became angry. If he hadn't suddenly collapsed, he would have come out if he had held on for another half a minute!

"stand up!"

Xue Di stretched out her legs and sat directly on Jiang Chen, pinching Jiang Chen's neck with both hands.

"Get up and hold on, understand?"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

"I don't understand!"

"you!"

Boom!

At this moment, in the Haotian Sect, calamity clouds appeared and heavenly thunder was approaching.

Although Zhenhua stated that he would not undergo Tianduan forging.

But having such materials in hand is almost the first and only chance in life.

How can I give up so easily?

In the square of Haotian Sect, hundreds of people stood separately, lined up in groups, and in front of each person was a forging platform.

bump!

bump!

bump!

Hundreds of Haotian Sect's blacksmiths, holding their martial spirit Haotian Hammer, unleashed their unique skill, the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, and the sound of forging and hammering continued incessantly.

A hundred forgings to purify! Melting forging!

Thousand forgings and purification!

Spiritual forging!

Each person processed a small part and finally handed the semi-finished product to Sect Leader Tang and Xiong Jun.

Holy craftsman, soul forging!

It can be said that the entire sect has truly put its strength into this.

The entire square was filled with the power of extreme cold, and there were ten titled Douluo guardians from the Haotian Sect to dispel the power of extreme cold for the disciples.

Even so, the road of forging is extremely difficult.

On the main platform in the square, there is only one person standing on top within a hundred meters.

Master craftsman, Zhenhua!

The soul forge that had just been forged by the two holy craftsmen was thrown into the air, and then the iron hammer was suddenly taken out.

"Come out, Thousand Iron Mysterious Bird."

At the same time, a soul ring rose behind him.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

The last hundred thousand year soul ring flashed and emitted a high-pitched cry.

One hundred thousand year old soul, the Thousand Machine Black Iron Bird.

A bird that looks like it's made of metal is an artificial soul carefully cultivated by the Spirit Pagoda.