Chapter: 1634
Perhaps it was because Ji Fan had already mastered the basics of this practice, so the process of learning the Clear Sky Warhammer went very smoothly.
The power of the Clear Sky Warhammer is directly related to the strength required to condense the Clear Sky Warhammer.
This is somewhat similar to the ancient seal of the God of War.
The difference is that the ancient seal of the god of war has strong explosive power, while the Clear Sky Warhammer can continue to attack.
In just two days, Ji Fan had cultivated the Haotian Warhammer to the stage of minor achievement.
At this moment, in front of Ji Fan, a Clear Sky Warhammer was condensed.
On this Clear Sky Warhammer, there are clearly visible nine lines of strength and strength.
These nine lines of strength and strength are the limit that Ji Fan can currently achieve.
He looked at the Clear Sky Warhammer he had condensed, and Ji Fan could clearly feel that the mighty power contained within this Clear Sky Warhammer, Ji Fan's heart was full of expectations.
He reached out and sucked a piece of ore.
Afterwards, Ji Fan waved the Clear Sky Warhammer and smashed it down.
Bang bang bang!
With each strike of the Clear Sky Warhammer hitting the ore, the hard ore instantly became torn apart, and the rubble on its surface fell like leaves in the autumn wind.
In a blink of an eye, the watermelon-sized ore became the size of an egg.
Only the most quintessential part of the ore remains.
Ji Fan picked up this piece of ore essence and saw that its quality was no less than the one polished by the predecessors in the previous tower.
It stands to reason that Ji Fan's inheritance should be successful at this point.
However, Ji Fan glanced around and did not see the senior in the tower appearing.
"This old guy is not going to rest."
A strange color flashed in Ji Fan's eyes.
He estimated that the seniors in the tower thought that it was impossible for him to polish it successfully in half a month, so he did not continue to pay attention to it.
Thinking of this, Ji Fan's eyes showed excitement.
"How can there be a reason to enter Baoshan and return empty-handed..."
Looking around, the ore that can be seen here, each piece is wrapped with an ore essence, these things are treasures that can forge a holy artifact.
Bring back some more, find a master of training equipment, and train him to put a hundred holy weapons in the Fan League. When the time comes, look at the entire ancient martial arts world, one is counted as one, who dares to come to the Fan League to make trouble.
While Ji Fan was thinking excitedly, he had already started to do it.
Pieces of polished ore essence were continuously fed into the Na Ring by Ji Fan.
Soon, the ore around him was scavenged.
Ji Fan immediately moved towards the distance...
On the other side, in the tower, in a dim hall, the remnant soul of the senior in the tower slowly opened his eyes.
He calmly said to himself:
"I don't know where that kid has reached."
"Let the old man see..."
At a glance, the seniors in the tower were dumbfounded.
The place where Ji Fan was originally located, within a radius of one kilometer, was as flat as an airport.
Those scattered ores, no matter how big or small, were all gone.
When the senior in the tower saw this scene, he almost wondered if he had not woken up yet.
However, he soon realized something.
He immediately cast his consciousness to cover the entire ore area in an instant.
In an instant, he found Ji Fan.
When he found Ji Fan, he saw that Ji Fan was in full swing.
Holding a warhammer, he picked up a piece of ore, divided it into two by three and five, and polished it into the essence of the ore, and then collected it into the ring.
This set of movements is very fast.
The senior in the tower twitched his eyes, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the tower.
The next moment, he appeared beside Ji Fan.
"stop."
"Huh? Senior? Why are you here?"
Ji Fan, who was in full swing, suddenly found that all the ores around him disappeared in an instant. He looked up and saw the senior in the tower. JrNovels.com
The power of the Clear Sky Warhammer is directly related to the strength required to condense the Clear Sky Warhammer.
This is somewhat similar to the ancient seal of the God of War.
The difference is that the ancient seal of the god of war has strong explosive power, while the Clear Sky Warhammer can continue to attack.
In just two days, Ji Fan had cultivated the Haotian Warhammer to the stage of minor achievement.
At this moment, in front of Ji Fan, a Clear Sky Warhammer was condensed.
On this Clear Sky Warhammer, there are clearly visible nine lines of strength and strength.
These nine lines of strength and strength are the limit that Ji Fan can currently achieve.
He looked at the Clear Sky Warhammer he had condensed, and Ji Fan could clearly feel that the mighty power contained within this Clear Sky Warhammer, Ji Fan's heart was full of expectations.
He reached out and sucked a piece of ore.
Afterwards, Ji Fan waved the Clear Sky Warhammer and smashed it down.
Bang bang bang!
With each strike of the Clear Sky Warhammer hitting the ore, the hard ore instantly became torn apart, and the rubble on its surface fell like leaves in the autumn wind.
In a blink of an eye, the watermelon-sized ore became the size of an egg.
Only the most quintessential part of the ore remains.
Ji Fan picked up this piece of ore essence and saw that its quality was no less than the one polished by the predecessors in the previous tower.
It stands to reason that Ji Fan's inheritance should be successful at this point.
However, Ji Fan glanced around and did not see the senior in the tower appearing.
"This old guy is not going to rest."
A strange color flashed in Ji Fan's eyes.
He estimated that the seniors in the tower thought that it was impossible for him to polish it successfully in half a month, so he did not continue to pay attention to it.
Thinking of this, Ji Fan's eyes showed excitement.
"How can there be a reason to enter Baoshan and return empty-handed..."
Looking around, the ore that can be seen here, each piece is wrapped with an ore essence, these things are treasures that can forge a holy artifact.
Bring back some more, find a master of training equipment, and train him to put a hundred holy weapons in the Fan League. When the time comes, look at the entire ancient martial arts world, one is counted as one, who dares to come to the Fan League to make trouble.
While Ji Fan was thinking excitedly, he had already started to do it.
Pieces of polished ore essence were continuously fed into the Na Ring by Ji Fan.
Soon, the ore around him was scavenged.
Ji Fan immediately moved towards the distance...
On the other side, in the tower, in a dim hall, the remnant soul of the senior in the tower slowly opened his eyes.
He calmly said to himself:
"I don't know where that kid has reached."
"Let the old man see..."
At a glance, the seniors in the tower were dumbfounded.
The place where Ji Fan was originally located, within a radius of one kilometer, was as flat as an airport.
Those scattered ores, no matter how big or small, were all gone.
When the senior in the tower saw this scene, he almost wondered if he had not woken up yet.
However, he soon realized something.
He immediately cast his consciousness to cover the entire ore area in an instant.
In an instant, he found Ji Fan.
When he found Ji Fan, he saw that Ji Fan was in full swing.
Holding a warhammer, he picked up a piece of ore, divided it into two by three and five, and polished it into the essence of the ore, and then collected it into the ring.
This set of movements is very fast.
The senior in the tower twitched his eyes, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the tower.
The next moment, he appeared beside Ji Fan.
"stop."
"Huh? Senior? Why are you here?"
Ji Fan, who was in full swing, suddenly found that all the ores around him disappeared in an instant. He looked up and saw the senior in the tower. JrNovels.com
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