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Chapter 1690

The disciple failed to catch it a few times, but the spiritual energy suddenly swept across, pulling the disciple out, spitting blood.

"It's trouble."

Seeing that this spiritual energy was getting stronger and stronger, Xiao Wuyang's forehead felt a little sweaty.

"What should I do with the master?" another disciple said in a panic.

"Don't worry about him, Master Tie Chi should be finished soon." Xiao Wuyang said gritting his teeth.

On one side, Qin Cheng also frowned slightly when he saw that Xiao Wuyang had no movement.

If it was just a small stream of spiritual energy, it would not have any major impact. However, Xiao Wuyang's formation had flaws. Now he wanted to bet that this stream of spiritual energy would not affect Tie Chi, and he would be destined to fail.

Qin Cheng didn't care much about the failure of Tie Chi's weapon refining, but if things were not done well, he would probably not be able to get his flying sword.

"It's a big loss."

Qin Cheng shook his head helplessly and quickly portrayed a few runes on the formation.

"Qincheng, what are you doing?" Xiao Tian and Xue Zhuang were both shocked when they saw Qincheng modifying the Xiao Wuyang formation.

"You guys are waiting here, I'll catch that spiritual energy."

After Qin Cheng finished speaking, his voice suddenly rushed into the formation like a phantom.

"This kid!"

The other formation masters were shocked when they saw Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng had no expression on his face and headed straight for the hovering aura.

He reached out and grabbed the magic weapon again, and whipped it hard, and actually planned to knock Qin Cheng away.

"Be honest!"

Qin Cheng sneered and reached out to grab it.

The void trembled, and the space was torn apart by Qincheng. The spiritual turbulence had nowhere to go, so I could only turn around in the same circle.

Qincheng immediately carved talismans in the air, and the golden traces continued to increase. Finally, a golden talisman flew out and landed on the spiritual energy, shattering the spiritual energy directly.

boom!

And just as Qin Cheng finished all this, a series of spiritual energy burst out violently under him.

A red light ball appeared, and the light became brighter and brighter. It suddenly burst into thousands of rays of light, shining directly around, just like the rising sun.

"Hahaha!"

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuated violently, and the spirit-steady formation made waves of overwhelming creaking sounds.

But Tie Chi laughed loudly, reached out and grabbed it, and suddenly the red thing was held in his hand.

"The eighth-grade magic weapon, I have finally refined it."

The spiritual energy around him rushed into this red thing crazily, and the light gradually became restrained.

Everyone suddenly discovered that Tie Chi was in his hand a long sword as color as flame.

The sword body is slender and the blade does not need to be polished and is extremely sharp. The spiritual energy flows on it, giving people a sense of palpitations and danger.

Tie Chi waved the sword a little, and the air was torn apart, making a series of explosions.

"Congratulations to Master."

The formation stopped working, and everyone showed joy and congratulated Tie Chi.

"It's this kid who did a good job. If he hadn't finally dispelled the spiritual energy, I might have failed to refine the weapon again." Tie Chi smiled and was in a good mood. He also pointed at Qin Cheng and said.


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