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It was a bright red coffin, seven feet seven inches long. There were nine dragons sealing the coffin, and under it was a cushion of black jade.    

This coffin alone was worth millions!    

Ye Fan gently waved his hand, and the coffin flew out from the flames, instantly turning green.    

"Come, lie down and try?"    

Murong Xi opened his eyes wide and said: "Are you joking?"    

Ye Fan, "Whatever, you're not worthy of such a good coffin!"    

Murong Xi:?    

Are you trying to make me sick on purpose?    

"I will gift this coffin to the Nangong Martial Palace in exchange for something."    

"I guess they'd be happy to change it." Ye Fan sneered.    

Believe your head!    

It would be strange if someone else didn't kill you by bringing a coffin to your face.    

After he finished refining the coffin, Ye Fan started to refine his own black nail.    

He then put a piece of turtle shell into the flame and quickly started to cast a spell.    

The originally incomparably hard turtle shell first turned blood-red, and then it actually melted into a mass of bloody liquid.    

Murong Xi was shocked, the Young Master's smithing skills, were not one whit inferior to Da Jin's top craftsmen!    

It was even better than that!    

What did this person go through? Only this way would he be so outstanding! However, in the short span of a few days, Murong Xi had actually witnessed it.    

The thousands of armor in his hands turned into a giant ball of liquid and quickly began to be purified.    

"Ran Tianlan, bring me the Gengjin from last time!" Ye Fan shouted.    

The last time he robbed the Heiming prison, he had actually acquired a group of equipment forgers, and Gengjin was one of them.    

This item was extremely hard, and if it was added to a weapon, it could increase the power of the weapon by several times.    

This sort of strange item was naturally extremely rare. Ye Fan was unwilling to use it on the Mystical Heavy Extreme Mountain, but for the sake of this life saving armor, he endured the pain and took it out.    

After a while, Ran Tianlan brought out a few kilograms of pitch black rock. Other than the surface that was extremely black, it was no different from a normal rock.    

"The young master is only concerned with refining his own armor. Can you refine a batch of armor for the Yihua Palace's sisters?" Ran Tianlan said gloomily.    

"Could it be that the treasure they robbed a few days ago doesn't have any armor?"    

"A normal armor-type treasure would be extremely difficult to refine. Even if it was, other people wouldn't keep it in their warehouse. They would only wear it on their person." Murong Xi said.    

Ye Fan thought for a moment, coincidentally there was still that little bastard's shell, which could be used to refine a batch of Crystal Armors.    

Half a day later, a dazzling, golden, fiery armor was hovering in the air.    

The armor could cover the entire body, and it emanated a wild battle intent!    

"pseudo-spiritual treasure, this is definitely an existence at the pseudo-spiritual treasure level." Murong Xi said in shock, just the terrifying aura was already able to force him to retreat by 30%.    

Even the craftsmanship of the top weapons craftsmen of the Great Jin couldn't even compare to a tenth of this armor.    

"Cambrian Black Armor, follow me!" Ye Fan bellowed, and in that moment, the armor split into pieces the size of a palm.    

However, as if it was alive, the shattered armor quickly flew towards Ye Fan.    

Weng ~    

The thunderbolt wing appeared in a flash, and a golden light shot up to the sky.    

Wearing armor and having wings on his back, his aura intimidated the entire small world.    

Just like a war god!    

Seeing this scene, the Yihua Palace disciples all revealed shocked faces, and took the initiative to kneel down and pay their respects.    

"Good!" Very well, if this day blocks my way, I will pierce through it! "    

"If this land blocks me, I will crush it!"    

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Nangong Martial Palace, supreme ancestor's Rites of Heavenly Worship.    

The ancestor held three dragon incense and was in the midst of offering them to the sky. The disciples below were also extremely pious, praying for their Ancestor to protect the Immortal Sect for eternity.    

"The Ancestor is 3,000 years old. This junior doesn't have anything good. I'll just give you this small gift!"    

A loud shout rang out.    

A green iron coffin fell from the sky!