Chapter 445: Thunderbolt Gun

He Yiming's eyes raised slightly. At that moment, the power displayed by Mou Zilong was more than twice as great as usual. This instantaneous explosive power was terrifying. It was precisely because of this reason that he was able to kill this golden monster in his family in a short time.

But it is obvious that although this method is powerful, its sequelae are not small. You can get a glimpse of this by just the dense beads of sweat on Mou Zilong's forehead.

When he reaches the realm of Shinto, he still cannot hide the hot sweat that seeps out. This shows how much power he has used just now.

"Hehe, the back wave of the river pushes the front wave, Brother He, you have surpassed me." Mou Zilong sighed and said.

Although he used powerful techniques that he did not use easily to solve his opponent in a very short time, seeing He Yiming's record and his ease at the moment, he seemed to be without any loss, he no longer felt a bit arrogant in his heart.

He Yiming shook his head slightly and said, "Brother Mou, in fact, the skills I practiced can restrain these monsters, otherwise it would be difficult to kill them easily."

Mou Zilong smiled bitterly, and he waved his hand. What He Yiming said certainly made sense, but after seeing the true strength of this new Shinto powerhouse, Mou Zilong certainly would not think it was really that simple.

At least, the transparent holes that made the dead creatures inexplicably add to each other would be unimaginable. If so many wounds were not created on the golden monsters in an instant, the power of light would not have purified them so quickly.

He reached out and pulled out the golden monster's corpse. Mou Zilong had already pulled out the golden mouthpart and said, "Brother He, you can collect the other mouthpart as well."

The other golden monster that turned into a mummy was killed by Shinto puppets in an incredible way. Over the hundreds of years, he had seen countless scenes of golden monsters sucking the rest of the monsters into mummys, but he didn't expect that today it would turn the other way around.

He Yiming responded and pulled out the mouthpart from the mummy. Seeing the look of surprise and worry in Mou Zilong's eyes, he hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "Brother Mou, my puppet is driven by the ancient divine art of blood coagulation. This technique has a special liking for the yin evil spirit and the qi of death, and these monsters do not lack this power in their bodies, so..."

Mou Zilong nodded slightly. He knew that He Yiming must have reservations, but being able to explain to this point was quite a bit of face.

"Brother He, you have this Shinto puppet, and it's really enviable that you have a lot of help here."

He Yiming laughed in silence. He waved the three golden mouthparts in his hand and said, "Brother Mou, what is the purpose of this thing? Why do you all value it so much?"

Mou Zilong's eyes shone faintly and said, "This thing has a wide range of functions and is the best material for forging divine weapons in the world." He considered it and said, "You have also seen its hardness. Even compared with the legendary black iron, it is not inferior. But for us, the real function of this thing is to refine the thunder gun."

"Pi Lie Gun? What is that?" He Yiming's eyes were bright and he was full of curiosity about such things he had never heard of.

"Among the people we entered here, there was a Shinto who was good at refining weapons. After the battle with dead creatures, he collected this golden mouthpiece and used a special method to instill and seal the power of light in it." When Mou Zilong said this, a trace of flame that made He Yiming feel palpitations: "This thunderbolt gun is a divine weapon specially used to deal with these dead creatures. Once released, the indestructible thunderbolt gun can directly pierce the body of the dead creatures. At the same time, the light power sealed in the gun will burst out instantly. Hehe, you should be able to guess the power of light that bursts in the monster's body."

He Yiming's face changed slightly. He recalled the two reactions of the golden monster under the power of light, and immediately understood the power.

Although the power of light is the nemesis of these dead creatures, the golden monsters have protective powers on their bodies. If they use the power of light outside, they will not be able to kill them for a quarter of an hour. However, once the power of light enters the inside of their bodies, the performance of these golden monsters is not much better than that of the red-armored monsters, and they will almost kill them in just a few breaths.

Mou Zilong stretched out a finger and said righteously: "When the thunder gun forged with this object is definitely one shot when dealing with the golden monster group, it will definitely be killed by us. If there are enough golden mouthparts, then these dead creatures will be completely killed by us no matter how many times they come."

He Yiming nodded slowly and said, "Since this thing is so powerful, why don't you use it, Brother Mou?" He paused and said, "Brother Mou has been here for hundreds of years, there will be no inventory."

Mou Zilong patted a bracelet-like item on his wrist and said, "I have collected more than 10,000 golden mouthparts in the past hundred years. All of them have successfully refined the thunder gun. In addition to the two of them being given to the forge and the guy who instilled the power of light into the mouthparts, the number here is about 8,000." Shaking his head, he sighed: "The number of more than 8,000 sounds a lot, but in fact it is far from enough. I dare not waste it at all."

"Why?" He Yiming asked in disbelief. Such a terrifying number is not wasted, and no one can believe this answer.

"Because these things are life-saving treasures, they can only be used once a century, when the reinforcements of those monsters arrive." Mou Zilong sighed and said, "Last time, I prepared more than 6,000 pieces, but in the end there was still no one left. The reinforcements of each dead creature will be stronger than the last time, so this time, you must prepare more fully anyway."

He Yiming widened his eyes and gasped. Would the more than 6,000 thunderbolt guns be to destroy more than 6,000 golden monsters? This is just his own combat achievements. If all the powerful gods and divine beasts are included, then whenever a hundred years arrive, how many of these golden monsters will be?

Once he thought of this question, He Yiming was a little chilled.

Mou Zilong shook his head helplessly and sighed, "These mouthparts are indestructible, but what is strange is that once the Thunderbolt gun is used, these mouthparts will melt at the same time, so even if we want to fight, it is difficult to do it. The only way is to hunt golden monsters as much as possible during this century-long buffer period, collect their mouthparts, and prepare more Thunderbolt guns."

He Yiming's eyes suddenly raised, and a very strange expression appeared on his face.

After a while, he slowly said, "Brother Mou, can you borrow your thunder gun to see?"

When Mou Zilong waved his wrist, a short golden mouthpiece appeared. However, this mouthpiece was a little different from that in He Yiming's hand. Not only was the hollow part at the tail tightly sealed, but there seemed to be a little unusual in the golden light.

He Yiming took it, and he reached out and bounced it gently on the thing called the thunder gun a few times. His mind was released, swept it on it for a while, and he nodded slowly, saying, "Brother Mou, you have to hand it over to others to refine it and instill the power of light. Do you need to hand over 20% of the mouthparts?"

"No," Mou Zilong said with sincerity: "The people responsible for refining the mouthparts and instilling the power of light are all pseudo-god realm powerhouses, and among us, only they have such strength." After a pause, he said sincerely: "It will take a certain amount of time to complete these things. It is not an exaggeration to draw 10% of each of them."

He Yiming slapped his mouth slightly, and he smiled, and with his wrist turned, he had already put one of the mouthparts into the Five Elements World.

Then, he half closed his eyes, but a colorful light curtain swayed around him.

The Shinto puppet took a step forward and stuck to him in silence.

Mou Zilong looked at He Yiming for no reason, but couldn't figure out what he was doing on a whim. His eyes fell on the golden mouthpiece that was missing from his hand, and his heart suddenly moved, and then it became unbelievable.

A powerful Shinto man in his twenties is already quite terrifying. If he has such high attainments in forging, then will other people still have a way out?

He Yiming naturally did not take away Mou Zilong's thoughts. After he released the power of the colorful god, his mind wrapped around his mouth and entered the Jiulong furnace.

In the process of He Yiming's promotion to the Shinto, what he gained the greatest success was not only after improving his martial arts cultivation, but also surprised him that the nine master fire dragons in the Nine Dragon Furnace finally began to accept him.

At this point, He Yiming realized that these fire dragons were so arrogant. Even if they were favored and recognized by them, they ignored them before the user himself reached the realm of the Divine Way.

Fortunately, when He Yiming successfully advanced, these fire dragons put down their airs and offered to help him temper the Five Elements Ring and the Black Turtle Shell.

Of course, only after He Yiming completely stabilizes the realm of the divine Tao can he start forging the magical artifact.

However, after seeing the Thunderbolt Spear, He Yiming knew that it was time to let these nine big fire dragons work.

Under his control of his mind, the golden mouthpiece quickly entered the Jiulong Furnace.

Nine little fire dragons surrounded him and became intimate with He Yiming's thoughts.

After hesitating for a moment, He Yiming wanted to try the power of these nine gradually growing little fire dragons. He put his mouthparts in the center of the little fire dragon. With a command, nine pillars of fire were sprayed out from different directions and burned on the tail end of the mouthparts.
Chapter completed!