"What's wrong, Ling Tian, do you know this Luo Qianfan?"
As if sensing something strange about Ling Tian, Yue Diglun turned around and asked.
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"Of course I know him!"
"When I think about it, it seems that Luo Qianfan once had some trouble with your master Liu Qianlian because of that little girl Bing Xin." Yue Dingling said lightly.
Ling Tian frowned, he couldn't believe that Yue Dingling's memory was so good.
In other words, Yue Dinglun had definitely investigated it beforehand!
"Yes, but today, I will resolve the grievances of my master's generation!" Ling Tian said lightly. His words were full of domineering, and he did not put Qingtian Sect in his eyes at all.
"Oh? You are confident. This time, Luo Qianfan's ninth disciple, Qi Lei, is going to fight. He has been Luo Qianfan's most valued disciple over the years. I have also passed the examination in person at the Shenbing Mansion. I am a seventh-grade weapon refiner.
The fire, green crystal fire, has a very good temperature!" Yue Dinglun said with a half-smile.
"It doesn't matter, no matter how powerful he is, he will still lose to me!" Ling Tian was noncommittal.
"Hahaha, okay! This is the Lingtian I imagined, just go ahead and practice! Remember, you are my Yue Dingling, there is no need to keep a low profile!"
"yes!"
Luo Qianfan led Qi Lei and other disciples past Yue Dingling and headed towards the head of the Qingtian Sect.
However, Ling Tian's eyes were focused on Qi Lei.
As if feeling Ling Tian's provocative gaze, Qi Lei's eyes also looked coldly. Facing Ling Tian, instead of evading, Qi Lei's lips were filled with a sneer.
He even reached out and made a slashing gesture on his neck, and finally pointed at Ling Tian.
Three days ago, Feng Qi from Qingtian Sect only got fourth place in Alchemy and lost all his honors. This time, they couldn't let Ling Tian ride on their head.
The two people's eyes have always been entangled since they met each other.
Although neither of them spoke, the aura and spiritual thoughts outside the body were violently shaking, causing smoke and dust to rise out of thin air, sweeping across and wreaking havoc.
The confrontation between the two instantly attracted the attention of countless warriors. When they saw the two people fighting clearly, their expressions changed.
Many people know about the grievances between Ling Tian and Qingtian Sect. It can be said that they have been discussed many times.
However, no one came out to stop it at this time. After all, they all wanted to see the confrontation between Yue Dingling and Qingtian Sect.
The two of them passed each other, and Ling Tian was stopped by Yue Dingling's spiritual pressure. Otherwise, Qi Lei would definitely be injured by Ling Tian's spiritual pressure.
After all, this is a weapon competition hosted by the Shenbing Mansion, so there should be no chaos.
In the Qingtian Sect camp, Luo Qianfan sat down beside the sect leader and said calmly: "Qi Lei."
"The disciple is here!"
"You don't have to take the ranking of this new weapon ranking. After all, Yun Yang is bound to win. However, your ranking must be above Ling Tian! I want him to know that his master lost in my hands, and he,
He is also destined to lose to my disciples!"
"Yes, I understand, master, please rest assured!" Qi Lei cupped his hands, fighting spirit boiling in his chest.
From the time Ling Tian came to Yunzhou until now, he has never shown his weapon refining skills. In his opinion, Ling Tian, who was born in Ziyun Sect, is just a person who is just trying to gain fame.
A small interlude was quickly drowned out by the audience's high enthusiasm. As the weapon refiners arrived one after another, the atmosphere inside and outside Yaoxiang Valley reached its peak.
Suddenly, a loud bell sounded from the viewing platform, and the entire Yaoxiang Valley fell silent for an instant.
Yue Dingling and other Dharma Masters stood up, and a powerful aura spread around them, filling the entire valley.
A group of elders from the Divine Military Mansion stepped forward, their clothes rustling and their breath thick and obscure.
"Today is the Qi Dan Conference's Qi Dao competition. Likewise, the royal court issued a decree to establish a list of Qi Dao rookies!"
"We, the Yunzhou Weapon Refining Company, have always adhered to the principle of survival of the fittest, and this time the list of new weapons is even more so. No matter where you are from, you can only be on the list if you show amazing weapon refining skills!"
"I won't say much! It is announced that this weapon competition has officially begun. Five thousand weapon refiners will enter the venue and raise the furnace!"
As Yue Dinglun's figure fell, countless rays of light soared into the sky from the observation deck and landed in the square.
Those weapon refiners who had no big power to rely on looked at the weapon refiners falling from the sky with envy.
These people are all seed players in the entire Yunzhou Qi Dao.
To the outside world, he is definitely the top genius of the small sect, and this is also the terrifying background of the major forces in Yunzhou City.
"Fire up!"
Thousands of people shouted in unison, and then bursts of thunderous explosions rose up. In the hands of the weapon refiners, flames of too small shapes and different colors began to burn violently.
In just an instant, the temperature in Yaoxiang Valley soared and turned into a sea of flames!
The fire of the weapon refiner is different from that of the alchemist. The latter is mostly gentle, while the former is hot and violent. Similar to Lin Yanyan's cold heart inflammation, it is the other extreme, but after all, it is one in a million!
The scene is extremely spectacular. Watching the weapon refiner make weapons is indeed much more exciting than the pharmacist making elixirs.
Among the thousands of fire types, there are still a few that are particularly eye-catching.
The first one was Yu Wenting, who was second on the new list of pills. As soon as his Ghost Mo Yan came out, the surrounding fire types were eclipsed.
Being at the top level of seventh grade, Gui Moyan is still invincible even without the eighth grade fire.
The second one was Qi Lei, the ninth disciple of Qingtian Sect Luo Qianfan. When the green crystal fire came out, the surrounding air was scorched and crackled. It was very difficult for the surrounding weapon refiners to control the flames.
Qi Lei controlled the flame with one hand, confident and proud.
Apart from Yun Yang and Ling Tian, who have yet to show off their flames, the most amazing person in the field is Lin Yanyan, who possesses the sixth-grade Fire Cold Heart Flame.
This is the only one in the whole field that uses extremely low-temperature fire to refine weapons.
"This is a good one. Leng Xinyan has unique effects whether it is used to refine weapons or medicine. Many elixirs and weapons must be refined with this kind of flame. It seems that this Ziyun Sect still has
The foundation is there!”
"Yes, if you train them well, your future will be limitless!"
All the powerful masters of Qi Dao nodded in praise.
Finally, Ling Tian, who had not used the flames for a long time, moved. With a pop, the golden storm flames ignited, and then turned into golden wind and thunder, sizzling in the air. Except for Ghost Mo Yan, there was no one around the golden wind and thunder.
A powerful enemy. Instantly suppressed the aura of Qing Jing Huo.
Finally, Yun Yang stretched out his hands, and amid the shocked exclamations of everyone, two muffled sounds were heard in succession, one white and one basket, and two flames ignited from the palms of Yun Yang's hands.