Heir To All

Chu Linguang hesitated.

I thought it was better than nothing.

"Then you go faster."

Chu Linguang said.

"Although I said that if anyone breaks through the traps I set up, I will refine the magic weapon for him for free. But I also said to myself that the premise is that he must tell me how to break through me. Organ trap."

The iron master cunningly said.

He was obsessed with organ traps and applied what he had learned throughout his life in refining tools. He had refined many trap weapons, which caused many people to suffer.

"It's okay to tell you, I saw the flaws in your trap at a glance, and walked in grandiosely."

Chu Linguang pondered, and said seriously.

"Huh, I'm going to tease me. If I'm not mistaken, you must have seen my trap here elsewhere, rescued secretly, and some people have even pointed out how to break through my trap defense, otherwise you will never be able to. breakthrough."

The iron master said seriously.

He is very confident about the traps he set up.

He is also full of pride and pride in the magic weapon he refined.

"I was serious."

Chu Linguang solemnly said.

"impossible."

The iron master shook his head, never believing it.

"Well, let me give you a chance. You rearrange the traps. I will crack your traps one by one in front of you. Then you will use your greatest strength to refine a worthy one for me. Space ring."

Chu Linguang seriously thought about the future.

"good."

The iron master was very excited when he heard this.

Immediately in front of Chu Linguang, he set up a trap for himself, but he didn't hide it, and set a trap in front of Chu Linguang.

Many of these organ traps were magic weapons refined by him. They were strangely shaped and placed around the temple. Visually, they could not be seen as big killers.

But as long as you are not careful, you will be swallowed up, or even torn to pieces.

Regarding the trap tools he refined, the iron master was too confident, and he changed it at will, not afraid that Chu Linguang would steal the master.

Not long after, the scene in the hall of the temple changed drastically.

The original things have changed their orientation.

The floor tiles are jet cyan.

It was still black, but when Chu Lin's eyes were covered with golden eyes, he could see the organ traps under the floor, all of which had changed.

The places where there were no traps are now in danger.

Where there was originally, it is now a lifetime of nine deaths.

Chu Linguang felt that if he hadn't grasped the golden eyes, he could see the flaws in these traps. Otherwise, even if he was a god-level expert, if he accidentally encountered the trap, the chain reaction caused could be instantly destroyed. He is subdued.

It can be seen that the iron master is so good at arranging organ traps.

"It's good to be able to combine refining tools and organ traps, very good."

Chu Linguang glanced at it and couldn't help but praise.

But when he said that, Chu Linguang didn't listen to his footsteps.

Shuttle quickly in the temple.

He is not hurried.

Every step and every step is quite relaxed, the original dangerous layers of traps, the moment his feet fell, those traps were either broken or untangled.

As if the key to it, the moment Chu Linguang settled down, it was instantly defeated, and the whole mechanism collapsed directly, with no effect at all.

Gradually, Chu Linguang's speed became faster and faster.

His figure was everywhere in the temple, and he creaked and creaked everywhere he went.

As if all the organs have been activated.

It’s just that Chu Linguang’s whole person is okay. He smiled and came to the iron master, and said seriously: "You said you are a craftsman, don’t study the refining of magic weapons, the peninsula went the wrong way, and studied the use of traps. Is it used to catch mice?"

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Hearing the words, the iron master couldn't stand the stimulation, and shouted.

"Uncle, there seems to be something inside."

Zhao Xun'er was guarding at the door.

There was a creak inside, and she could hear the sounds one after another.

The call of the iron master is also clearly visible to her.

It's just that neither he nor Zhao Jin can conclude that this call belongs to the iron master.

"The iron master likes to torture people with organ traps the most. The **** rushed in. He must have suffered a lot, and he may be being skinned!"

Song Wenbing rejoiced.

"Don't worry about what happened inside, don't go in if the iron master hasn't opened the door."

Zhao Jin said seriously.

When Zhao Xun'er heard the words, she couldn't help nodding, but she always felt that the sound just now was a bit strange, not like Chu Linguang's cry.

"I worship you as a teacher, you add me to set up traps, and I will help you refine the weapon of the gods. How many kinds of weapons can I refine?"

The iron master begged.

The most proud skill was ruthlessly ravaged by Chu Linguang, his mood can be imagined, becoming stronger is his only idea.

He absolutely does not allow it, and someone like Chu Linguang will ravage his works and scold his works.

"When did you refine the space ring, when will I teach you again."

Chu Linguang turned around and left.

Xuejun has repeatedly asked.

The iron master has a weird temper, especially for organ traps, so keen to sleep and forget.

That being the case, Chu Linguang wanted to take a long line to catch a big fish and let the master of ironware use it for him.

"Ten days, oh no, a week, up to five days, I will definitely give you a space ring."

The iron master changed his mouth again and again, for fear that Chu Linguang would be dissatisfied.

"Those people at the door blast away, don't help them refine their weapons."

Chu Linguang turned his head.

"clear."

The iron master ran out and opened the two doors of the temple.

"Meet the master!"

Zhao Jin couldn't help but bowed when he saw the figure of the iron master.

"Meet the master!"

Zhao Xun'er and Song Wenbing did not dare to neglect.

Hastily saluted.

"You all go back. From now on, I won't help people refine tools anymore. Let's go if you want to! You don't need to send any small parts to me. I'm not interested."

The iron master said impatiently.

"Master, are you dissatisfied with those traps? You can tell me what traps you want, and I will help you realize it."

Zhao Xun'er hurriedly said.

In order to please the iron master, they gave him a lot of organ trap equipment, but unfortunately those equipment, after being improved by the iron master, was still treated as waste in front of Chu Linguang, and did not play any role at all.

"It's useless if you give it away again, just get out of here, and I won't refine tools anymore."

The iron master hurriedly waved.

"Hurry up to help me refine things, I'm in a hurry to use them."

When Chu Linguang walked out of the temple and passed by the iron master, he said lightly.

"You kid didn't hear the master said that he is no longer in the refining tool? What are you, dare you order the master?"

Upon hearing this, Song Wenbing pointed at Chu Linguang and reprimanded.