Chapter 701 God's Left Hand

After fanning a few times, the boy in golden clothes was exhausted and out of breath. Then he handed the fan to the silver-clothed boy, and the silver-clothed boy continued to fan the wind. So after three days, the gossip furnace has become red.

And the golden mecha inside the furnace showed no sign of melting yet. This golden mech is a combination of technology and divine power. Trace amounts of insoluble titanium, manganese, and chromium were added to the divine iron of the thirtieth heaven... At the same time, divine power was added to make its melting point reach a terrifying level.

Taishang Laojun certainly doesn't know the modern alloy technology, but only knows how to burn it with flames. Once the trace elements in it are destroyed, the recast thing will lose its original hardness.

But Xiao Fei has poor grades in chemistry and doesn't understand the mystery.

Seeing that the two boys in Jinyi and Yinyi were exhausted, Lao Jun pointed out. Passing the divine power to them, the two boys cheered up and continued to fan the wind.

"Why is this material so hard, it won't melt even after being fanned by the five fire god flames for so long, and Laojun still needs to take action!" The immortals looked at it from the side, and they were also shocked in their hearts.

The gold and silver clothes were blown dozens of times, but the alloy mecha still didn't melt. Laojun's expression was concentrated, and he said: "The temperature in the Bagua furnace is already very high, and the machine hasn't melted yet. I think it's because of the five elements."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and a blue banana fan fell in front of the two children. Laojun said: "You two, use this ice plantain fan again!"

This plantain fan is of water attribute, called Xuanyuan Fan, which is incompatible with the attribute of Wuhuo Shenyan Fan. Hearing this, the Yinyi boy picked up the Xuanyuan Fan and fanned it towards the stove. A blue cold wind blows in, the flames in the stove take off, and a faint blue cold fire rises.

Not long after, the golden armor in the Bagua furnace began to crack and slowly melt into molten iron.

Seeing that it finally melted, Xiao Fei and the immortals let out a long sigh of relief, very relieved. And Taishang Laojun is also happy, if he can't melt, it will lose face.

A group of Chinese gods who don't understand scientific knowledge finally used a stupid method to forcibly melt the scientific alloy material.

The moment the cockpit melted, a piece of bloodshot bone flew out of it. The dry bone is very short, it is the left hand of the magic weapon God, a phalanx of the left hand of Jesus.

"Everyone, be vigilant, don't let God's will spread out!" Taishang Laojun hastily reminded.

"Okay!" Erlangshen, Nezha and others agreed in unison, concentrating on it and strengthening the strength of the seal.

When the phalanges flew to the sky above the head of the Eight Diagrams Stove, they emitted bright colorful lights. It's like a little sun shining with brilliance like a sharp sword, which makes people unable to open their eyes.

Shenguang seems to be able to see into the world, omniscient and omnipotent.

"Sure enough, it's the Heavenly God Realm, the magic weapon of the leader. The heavens above the Thirty Heavens can emit such powerful magic power!" Laojun said. And Xiao Fei was also shocked, not sure if he could kill Newton earlier if he took out this magic weapon earlier last time.

After the divine light irradiated, it gradually condensed towards the phalanx. Behind the finger bones, a phantom of God was condensed.

He was a tall man with dark blue eyes and a hooked nose. A foreigner with a shawl, wavy curly hair and a big beard. Wearing coarse cloth clothes, he looked very simple.

Spreading his hands, his eyes are downcast, his face is kind, with a kind of pity. It seems to be mourning the hardships of people's lives, lamenting that all living beings are guilty.

"Is this the leader of the Heavenly God Realm?" The immortals were surprised. This was the first time they had seen the portrait of Jesus. Of course, all this is thanks to Xiao Fei.

"Why does it look like a barbarian?" Dianmu said.

"He was originally a foreigner, but he was not a dog Rong from the Shang Dynasty." Xiao Fei said. Mother Dian belonged to the Shang Dynasty, and in her perception, the Hu people were the dog soldiers on the border of the Shang Dynasty.

"Master Fei, could he be the British you just mentioned?" Nezha asked.

"No. He is an Israeli, Jewish." Xiao Fei said.

"Why does he look benevolent and kind-hearted, and there is always compassion in his eyes?" Nezha said, "At first, I thought that foreign leaders were all vicious and hideous."

"He is the leader after all." Xiao Fei said: "There are so many god realms in the whirling world, which leader is not merciful? They all position themselves as the most powerful masters of the universe, and they want to save all beings." God loves the world, otherwise who can believe in Him?"

After hearing Xiao Fei's words, all the immortals stopped talking. They all knew this fact, but did not express it clearly.

To shape oneself into such an image is to preach and gain faith. If God really loves the world, why do their believers still have to experience the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death?

This is the case in the heavenly world, the Buddha world, and the Zeus god world. Even Daomen is the same.

Pursuing sentient beings is the biggest lie. Moreover, there are so many people in the world that even gods cannot get over it.

Therefore, people can only rely on themselves.

Only when one's strength reaches a certain level, one will have the opportunity to come into contact with those high gods. Otherwise, others will only see you as an ant.

At this moment, Jesus' phantom suddenly moved, and his deep eyes began to open, emitting a vast divine light.

"Attention, he is going to condense mana and exert God's will." Taishang Laojun hurriedly said: "If his will communicates with the body god, he will be able to obtain the body's mana and return to the heavenly god realm."

Once it obtains the mana of Jesus itself, it is estimated that only the leader, the Tathagata-level powerhouse, can stop it.

Nezha Erlangshen and the others heard the words and continued to mobilize mana to strengthen the seal. As for God's divine eyes, they emitted a sharp sword-like divine light, as if they wanted to break through their seal.

boom!

A ray of divine light pierced out, and the seal formed by the gods trembled and was almost pierced.

"Calm down for a while!" Taishang Laojun saw this, and formed the fingers of his right hand into the shape of sword fingers, pointing at the phantom. Immediately, the eyes of Jesus' phantom closed, and the divine light disappeared.

After all, Laojun is the eldest disciple of the Taoist ancestor, with great mana, and this phalanx has only a little will of God.

"What should we do now?" Seeing Laojun's move and controlling God's left hand, the immortals asked.

"This magic weapon can't be used yet, and I still need seventy-seven forty-nine days to refine it. Erase his original will, leaving only pure mana." Laojun said.

(A paragraph was deleted in the middle, I was dizzy, there are not enough 2,000 words, what should I do? Oh, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. There is still a long holiday on October 1, go out and have fun and see the world.)