Chapter 363: : Hot

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Hongling looked at the transparent glazed door, she really stayed, her mouth opened up.
咚咚咚 ... 咚!
In the fire room where Luo Yu was located, the young boy in white robes beat a fusion material with a handle of several hundred pounds of black iron heavy hammer.
The speed of the beating is like the heavy rain hitting the drum, so that the shadow of the hammer cannot be seen, and only the continuous sound of the beating can be heard like a drum that keeps hitting. It enters the hall through the gap in the fire room and echoes. In the ears of everyone.
The cyan ink material that was fused with the ink gold demon bone and copper became very flat after being beaten, and then the teenager's hand was turned over. The flat material was folded by a hammer, and was constantly beaten to fuse. piece. It doesn't take more than a minute for each stack, which is a terrible speed.
"Okay ... fast! What kind of hammering is this!" Hongling murmured looking at the material that was constantly being folded and forged.
It takes a few minutes for her to forge a stack, and Luo Yu can't take it for a minute. Moreover, Luo Yu is refining the third-grade weapon. Her is the first-grade weapon. The third-grade material is much harder than the first-grade material. many.
Qinghai and Master Lan looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Forging involves strength, control, and hammering.
The strength of forging hard materials is too weak, and the physical strength of Luo Yu is far more than thirty cows. The physical body can kill the early stage of true air, and the control power is also in the slightest. In addition, the old rainy day forging Hammering, the three together can achieve such a terrifying effect.
Ten stacks, hundred stacks, five hundred stacks ... the forging continued, and the weapon forged by Qinghuo had become a sword. Qinghuo threw the sword into the furnace and tempered it.
Uh ...
Eight hundred stacks! Nine hundred stacks! Ninety-nine stacks! Thousand stacks! Forged!
Three-pin weapon thousand stacks can be forged. The material has been smaller, and some parts that are not sufficiently hard and tough during the forging process have been removed.
Tapping
The material is still being beaten, but it is not being folded, and a black scimitar with a radian is forged.
Boom!
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The last hammer fell, Luo Yu wiped the sweat on his head, and forging was the most physical exhaustion. Even if he swung a few hundred pounds of forging hammer for such a long time and hit it at a high speed, it was a bit unbearable.
Luo Yu picked up the machete and smiled. The machete was black and bent toward the moon, Mo Yuedao! This knife is the new Moyue Knife! Luo Yu's first weapon.
Luo Yu put the knife into the furnace and tempered it, and took it out when the knife was burnt red. Luo Yu looked at the red ink moon knife, clamped it with iron pliers, and opened the knife with the front stone.
Sanpin's weapon is too hard. Only when the material is softened after tempering can it be used to open the front.
The opening was completed quickly, and Luo Yu threw the knife into the quenching pool aside.
laugh………!
A burst of white smoke rose from the quenching pool, the temperature of the ink knife fell suddenly, and the hardness reached its peak in an instant.
"Hahahaha ... Three ranks Fanfan weapons, Fanjie Shangyue Moyuedao Cheng!" Luo Yu laughed holding Moyuedao.
With a flick of his fingers, the blade made a nice sound of Jin Ming.
Luo Yu took Mo Yuedao and walked out, but she was a little stunned.
"Big ... what are you doing?"
Luo Yu was surprised,
He found everyone in the hall looking at him with shock, fiery eyes. It's like looking at a piece of fat.
"Cough!" Qinghai coughed at this moment, awakening everyone from shock.
He solemnly walked in front of Luo Yu, with a very friendly smile, and said, "My friend Luo Feiyu, I am Qinghai, the vice president of the Red Flame City Foundry Division. Could you show me the weapon in your hand? "Exactly grade!"
"Ah ... oh! Adult President" Luo Yu hurriedly made a gift. Then handed the ink moon knife in Qinghai.
Qinghai took the Mo Yue Dao with a smile, and in the hall's attention, Qinghai drew a sword.
Ding…
The nice blade resounded in the hall, Qinghai nodded, and then turned the palm of his hand. A piece of ferrous metal of second grade appeared in his hand. Qinghai threw the metal and waved the ink moon knife in his hand.
Huh!
A black light flashed, and the metal was cut into two halves by Mo Yuedao, and he did not use the real element, but the metal of the second grade was cut into two halves with a knife, indicating a problem. This knife is Fanjie Top three weapons.
Wow ...
"Sanpin, this sword is a Sanpin weapon!"
"Oh my god, this fifteen-year-old boy really has a third-class weapon!"
"Fifteen-year-old Sanpin Caster! Genius, real genius!"
There was a sound of exclaimation and admiration in the hall, and everyone looked at Luo Yu with fiery eyes.
Fifteen-year-old Sanpin Foundry Master, if this boy can be drawn into his own power, I am afraid that it will not take many years for this force to have a master who can cast the fourth-grade treasure, even the fifth-grade treasure. .
"Hello my friend, I am the lord of the Eagle Gang, if you are interested in joining our Eagle Gang, I can give you a thousand yuan of worship each year"
This is a middle-aged bald man in a black robe laughed out of the crowd.
The eagle gang, the first-class power of Red Flame City, helps the main spirit strong.
"Fuck! Eagle three, your moves are too fast, brother, I am the protector of the poisonous dragon religion. Do you want to join our poisonous dragon religion and give you two thousand yuan of stone enshrinement every year. For the weapons you have refined, we have The order is 30% higher than outside! "Then another white-haired man in a red robe smiled at Luo Yu.
The poison dragon religion, the first-class power of Red Flame City, also has the spirit of being strong.
"Two thousand yuan a year!"
Everyone around me took a breath. At the same time looking at Luo Yu's eyes was even more envious.
At this time, he went out happily holding the green fire of the refining sword, heard Luo Yu refining the third-grade weapon, and was drawn to the surrounding forces. He suddenly stopped, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
"Sanpin! A fifteen-year-old Sanpin caster! How could that be, what a joke, how could someone in Red Flame City cast talent surpass me!" Qinghuo roared in his heart.
His self-esteem is so strong that he was blown away by Luo Yu.
"Qianheng, two thousand yuan of stone, you can buy 30% of your weapon and buy it high, but you are really willing to teach the poisonous dragon," eagle smirk eagle sneered.
"Hehe ... the casting genius of Luo Feiyu's little brother is worth the price," the white-haired man in a red robe smiled and looked at Luo Yu.
At this time, our brother Yu stayed still, looking at the two forces inviting himself.
"I've become a citron? The Sanpin forgemaker is also valuable!" Luo Yu secretly said.
In fact, the Sanpin foundry master is not precious, and there are no fewer than a hundred people in Red Flame City, but what they value is Luo Yu's talent for casting. The 15-year-old Sanpin foundry master is the first time they heard it.
Even Fu Xuanxuan, the first castor girl in Qingyang's main city, was only 18 years old before she became a master caster.
Refined three products now, then what? Sipin? Five grades? It is very possible that once the caster enters the Sipinbao stage, it is the talent that the major forces are robbing.
"Hehe, Luo Feiyu, how about joining the Red Flame City Foundry Division Headquarters Guild?" At this moment a somewhat old voice came.
An old man in a black fire-patterned robe came with a red cane.
Everyone was shocked to see the old man coming, and then all fists and bowed.
"Master Madam!"