"It's a pity that I'm winning step by step, and you can only die in despair." Ye Zetao said a word, and he already felt that the cultivation speed of the World Destruction Art had improved.

In this way, he was not in a hurry to break through the second level, and let his clone practice the World Destruction Art here and absorb terrifying amounts of destructive energy. He himself ran to the next to the evolved soldiers' soul to hone his forging techniques.

Bang bang bang bang...

After another series of forgings, a silver and shiny silver needle appeared in Ye Zetao's hands.

"Well, it's good, it's good. I already have the hardness and attack strength of the damaged artifact, but I don't have that kind of spiritual energy or weapon spirit." Ye Zetao was very satisfied with the first thing he made, although he was just a silver needle!

Ye Zetao was full of confidence in this silver needle. The evolutionary soldier soul almost condensed all the essence of the entire Demon Tomb of Ten Thousand Soldiers, and the silver needle in his hand was the essence of the essence.

He pinched a silver needle in his left hand. Although the scene was not very domineering and mighty, Ye Zetao still laughed happily.

Looking at the silver needle, Ye Zetao whispered: "The encounter between you and me is fate. Today I will give you the name of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Divine Needle!"

Buzz!

The silver needle actually trembled twice, as if it was very satisfied with the name of the Wandian Divine Needle.

"The damn thing actually used the soul of the evolutionary weapon to forge his own weapons and found my place of existence. But it's a pity that even if I stand in front of you, you can't kill me. Humph, if I die, you will never want to go out in your life!" Lord Tie was so nervous that he didn't expect Ye Zetao to suddenly take such a move.

"Haha, just because you are the manager of this place, or the spirit of the weapon?" Ye Zetao raised his eyebrows and said this suddenly.

Lord Tie immediately felt uncomfortable as if he had eaten fly shit and didn't say a word.

Ye Zetao knew that his guess was basically correct. Then he smiled and said, "What? I will tell if I have exposed my true face and I am still afraid? Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will only make you desire to be killed by me."

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. If you have the ability, please find me and talk about it!" Lord Tie said lightly, avoiding the important matter.

At this time, Ye Zetao raised his hand again, which was filled with Lord Tie's scream.

"Haha, Lord Tie, what are you looking for? The Wanbing Divine Needle is still in my hands!" Ye Zetao mocked. The Wanbing Divine Needle is indeed lying quietly in his palm.

"You! You! You..."

Lord Tie said three words in a row, but there was no following.

"Okay, then you absorb it, I'll break this place first." Ye Zetao glanced around. The storm had disappeared after the evolutionary soldier soul was forged by him, and countless broken weapons were scattered around.

The space is still this space, but he can’t see the mountain, which means that this level has not been truly completed.

What conditions do you need to achieve to achieve this level?

Apart from these broken weapons, there was nothing else around. Even the destructive energy filled with the air was absorbed almost.

"This is the tomb of the Demon Soldiers. After my troubles, the tombs of these weapons were naturally destroyed. It seems that I should build a cemetery for them again." Ye Zetao had something in his mind and immediately started to act.

With the powerful strength, all the weapons were led into the cemetery by Ye Zetao. Although they were very simple, they were considered a cemetery.

Buzz...

After Ye Zetao finished doing this, the whole space trembled continuously, and another thick fog surged from all directions.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zetao smiled. He knew that this level had finally passed.

The fog condensed again into the middle. After it became another spot of light, it disappeared without a trace.

"Ahem. That Lord Tie, I've come out. Should you show the third level out?" Ye Zetao said arrogantly with his hands holding his shoulders.

Lord Tie screamed a few times and cursed: "Ye Zetao, don't be rampant! Don't think I can't deal with you! Humph, don't forget where this place is. The mere blacksmith's city is not my strongest way."

"It doesn't matter. As long as you have the means, I can take it. I just like to watch you cry and watch you go crazy." Ye Zetao gradually figured out the guy's temperament and said along.

"Go to die! I have decided to cancel your third level and I will let you pass directly!"

As soon as these words were said, Ye Zetao was a little surprised, but he also knew in his heart. Lord Tie knew that his ordinary methods could not deal with Ye Zetao at all. He wasted time here, so it would be better to take out his real killer weapon and clean up it up at one time.

Ye Zetao yelled and shouted repeatedly: "Oh, I'm so grateful to Lord Tie. After I win, I will invite you to have a glass of wine!"

"Drinking? This can be done!" Lord Tie said subconsciously, forgot to hide the yearning in his words. After realizing that he had been trapped, he shouted again, "Don't think about it!"

Ye Zetao laughed and thought that this Lord Tie was really interesting.

"Boy, I will give you a green light, so you can go up the mountain directly. I will wait for you on the top of the mountain. Hum, see if you have the courage to come up!" Humphon said, and disappeared after saying that.

Ye Zetao glanced at the clone that was still desperately absorbing the lack of destructive energy and said, "Come back, wait for a while and have something to eat!"

"Okay, I have absorbed a lot and transformed it. In addition, I have a suggestion. It is best to integrate when my current strength is not strong enough. If the practice of the World Destruction Art is too fast, there will be big trouble." The clone said with a little concern. He naturally had to consider more when doing his things.

Ye Zetao nodded and said, "Okay, let's deal with this guy first, and then find an opportunity to integrate."

The clone did not talk about the temple anymore, but directly merged into Ye Zetao's body, continued to sit cross-legged, and practiced the World-Destroying Art.

Ye Zetao took a deep breath, a faint smile on his lips, looking up at the road in front of him that was opened up and directly leads to the top mountain.

The dense steps look disgusting, let alone climbing up.

"Why, do you have the courage to come up?" Lord Tie's voice that deserves a beating came again, clearly using the lowest-level provocation method.

Ye Zetao shook his head slightly and said, "I said I don't have the courage?"

"Uh!" Lord Tie didn't expect Ye Zetao to have such a turning point. He suddenly felt a fishbone stuck in his throat. Of course, he had no throat.

"Hey, boy, you are such a coward. You don't even dare to try." Lord Tie seemed to have seized the opportunity and continued to sarcastically.

Ye Zetao sneered and said, "Idiot, your level of provocation is really low enough. Actually, even if you don't talk nonsense, I will go up. Haha, so you look even more idiot than idiots." (To be continued)
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