The magical refining technique is very magical. A little bit of magical thought between Fang Chong's eyebrows turns into the ancient tripod, causing a blazing flame to ignite inside.
clang.
A piece of divine iron was thrown into the ancient cauldron by Fang Chong, rolling inside, and strands of star power flowed and merged into it.
laugh.
A purple flame flowed out from the square-heavy fingertips, merged into the ancient cauldron, burning the divine iron, allowing it to quickly transform into a spear.
It was also a spear, but the spear that Fang Chongsheng refined was obviously different from the blood-colored spear that the young man in white clothes had sacrificed. The spear that the other party sacrificed was surging with blood and murderous intent, while Fang Chongsheng refined This spear has a divine light flashing, and its purple flame is enchanting and charming, which can hurt people's souls.
The clanging sound was endless, Fang Chong swung his big hand and slashed on the ancient tripod. At the same time, he engraved the formation with his mind and copied it into the magical weapon.
This kind of weapon refining technique is very mysterious and even gives a pleasing feeling. Every move is close to Tao, which makes everyone around stunned.
"I'm afraid that this kind of weapon refining skills will soon catch up with the Grandmaster,"
"The skills are indeed extraordinary, such as magical refining techniques, ancient casting secret techniques, and some things that I can't understand. This young man is not simple,"
"At this age and such skills in refining weapons, I don't know what this young man is from. His future is limitless. He is likely to become a famous refining master, and he is younger than the three major refining sects. The first person is not inferior to that,"
Everyone in the ring was talking about it, and it was shocking. The young masters of this generation surprised them, such as the older generation.
Crane.
A loud noise came out, and the bronze ancient tripod shook, and the purple fire inside rushed into the sky.
A divine light flew out of the ancient tripod. It was a spear with purple light flashing. There were rays of starlight flashing at the blade, which was very dazzling.
The spear shook the sky, trembling in the void, flowing out purple flames, with a terrible soul pressure, people with a slightly weak strength could not bear it at all, and there were also starlight flowing in it, and the sharp and terrifying aura made it People are frustrated.
"This is a spiritual weapon, I'm afraid it's a medium-grade one,"
Someone exclaimed, it was difficult to control himself. A medium-grade spiritual weapon was not so easy to refine, but it appeared easily in Fang Chong's hands at this moment.
Everyone remembered the process of Fang Chong's sacrifice and refining magic weapons just now. The blink of an eyebrow was like picking a flower, and the divine light was blooming between his eyebrows. The magic refining technique was evolved into an art, and it was not like tempering magic weapons. It's more like practicing, showing a unique art.
The strength convinced people that there was no suspense in this duel. Although the young man in white also refined a great magic weapon, it was much worse than Fang Chonglai.
This battle was won, but Fang Chong frowned. He saw some covetous gazes in the crowd, many of which were weapon refiners.
Today he showed his extraordinary weapon refining skills, and several of them were magical techniques, which made those weapon refiners feel moved.
"It is a sin to bear a treasure. Nowadays, it is impossible to be calm anywhere," Fang Chong sighed helplessly. He was possessed by magical art of refining weapons and would eventually be coveted by some people. He could imagine that once he left, he could leave. Someone will definitely attack him here.
In the crowd, some weapon refiners' eyes were too long and flickering. After circling around Fang Chong, they all disappeared.
Walking off the arena, everyone who came to meet them was from the major Xuanmen. They all saw Fang Chong's potential, mastered the ancient magical art of refining weapons, and were young. If they did not die, they would probably become a generation of refining. Master of the weapon, such a person is worthy of their favor.
"Brother Fang, I have a banquet in Caixuan Tower, and I hope to go there without hesitation."
"Little brother, I am the elder of the Iron Sword Sect. I specially invited the little brother to Linxianlou for a lecture. I don't know if I can come,"
"I have a banquet held in Yunyu Palace. I want to invite Brother Fang to Yunyu Palace to have a chat. I wonder if Brother Fang can enjoy the glory,"
Many people showed goodwill to Fang Chong, and among them, the powerful Xuanmen threw an olive branch to him, wanting to invite him as a guest.
This is indeed a good opportunity. Even if you become a guest of the powerful Xuanmen, even if you are a member of the Xuanmen, those who covet him outside will be settled by the Xuanmen master. However, Fang Zhong will not do this, the way he wants to go and Others are different and cannot be tied up.
Rejecting a large group of people, Fang Chong came to a secluded place and said to Bai Xiaosheng and Zhu Lun, Xu Changyun: "I found that some people covet my magical art of refining weapons and want to be unfavorable to me,"
"What, these people really dare to do anything. They even want to steal the magical art of refining weapons. They are not crazy, right?" Zhu Lun immediately jumped up and said, "Don't worry, I can take you into Dingjian Pavilion, Then no one dares to touch you if we have our Dingjian Pavilion.”
"I can also take you into Zixia Palace. These little guys dare not provoke our Zixia Palace," Xu Changyun also said.
Fang Chong understood the meaning of the two. This was to win him over in disguise, wanting him to join Dingjian Pavilion or Zixia Palace and become his guest minister.
He shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't want to join you Dingjian Pavilion or Zixia Palace, but that my path of cultivation is different from yours and I can't stand the constraints."
Zhu Lun and Xu Changyun were seen through by Fang Chong and felt a little embarrassed. They looked at each other and said together: "We have no choice but to do so. The older person above gave an order to us to bring you into the group. If you really don't want us. Never make things difficult for you,"
"I don't mean to blame you. This is also a good thing for me, but I really can't agree." Fang Chong was intimate with "The Beauty of the Country". His future path of cultivation was full of unknowns, and he himself didn't know how to do it. Wherever you go, how can you join a certain sect?
Moreover, although he believed in Zhu Lun and Xu Changyun, it was difficult to guarantee that the others in Dingjian Pavilion and Zixia Palace would not have any distortions.
The treasure is touching. If someone knows about several treasures on him, even Dingjian Pavilion and Zixia Palace will probably be moved.
"Don't worry, I won't force you. This is just the meaning of the older people above. Even if you don't agree, I will definitely stand on your side," Zhu Lun said, saying that even if Fang Chong doesn't join Dingjiange and others It's a friend, this won't change.
"Well, Boss Zhu is right. We are just trying to deal with the old antiques on it. To be honest, I am really worried that you will agree. If you enter Zixia Palace, my identity will be under you. I am really depressed. ,” Xu Changyun laughed and comforted.
"Thank you," Fang Zhong was moved, thought for a while, and said, "You can go back and tell those old seniors that I will not join any sect."
"real......"
Zhu Lun and Xu Changyun's eyes lit up. This was enough. As long as Fang Chong did not join other sects, they could submit their jobs.
As the sun sets, night falls, and people in the mountains gradually leave.
Fang Chong, Bai Xiaosheng, Zhu Lun and others were mixed in the crowd, wanting to hang out together while everyone left, so as not to get in trouble.
But trouble is impossible to avoid. Some people covet Fang Chong's magical art of refining weapons, which had been blocked on the road and blocked all directions with a large formation.
"Brother Fang, I admire your weapon refining technique very much. I don't know if I can give you any advice," a young man in his twenties appeared in front and stepped into the void.
There are more than a dozen people behind this young man, all of whom are young, with extraordinary cultivation and the worst ones have reached the third level of the realm of the air. There are several magical weapons flying around them, obviously they are all refining weapons The master wants to seize Fang Chong's magical art of refining weapons.
More than a dozen people came together, pressing each other step by step, and vaguely stated that as long as Fang Chong handed over the magical art of refining the weapon, they would not be embarrassed with him.
These people are not good men and women, and they say it well, but if Fang Chong really gave them things, they wouldn't have to live, otherwise they wouldn't have to spend a lot of effort to set up a large formation.
Bai Xiaosheng walked forward step by step, raised his hand and waved it, and immediately eighty-one black flags were sacrificed by him, and he smiled gloomyly: "I can't kill you,"
"What do you mean,"
"It's not interesting. I just want to kill people. Since you dare to come and grab the treasure, you should be prepared to be killed. I will fulfill your wishes."
Bai Xiaosheng's smile subsided, and eighty-one array flags were activated at the same time. The four sides were immediately confused, and an ancient killing formation was activated.
More than a dozen young people were all shocked. They specially set up a large formation here to kill people and silence them, but they did not expect that they would be blocked by Bai Xiaosheng. Now there are chaos everywhere, hazy, and terrible stories. The thunder was flashing and it couldn't leave at all.
"boom,"
With a loud noise, the ancient killing formation was launched, and more than a dozen young people screamed from inside.
"A group of useless guys dare to come and grab treasures. I'm tired of living," Bai Xiaosheng raised his neck, looked at Fang Chong and the others, and laughed.
Last time they were blocked by the masters of the three major Xuanmen and the scattered cultivators. If Dao Chong hadn't made a move, Bai Xiaosheng had learned his lesson since then and carved these eighty-one array flags, so he wouldn't have to do it. Carve the formation diagram on the ground and directly draw out the killing formation.
Eighty-one array flags were shaking, communicating the power of heaven and earth. Thunders descended, and the formation was filled with lightning, and bursts of burnt smell came out.
The terrible lightning is as thick as a bucket, not these, but young monks in the realm of the sky can be low-end. More than a dozen people lost most of them in less than a moment. They were dizzy by the thunder in the sky, and their whole body turned black, and they almost fainted like this. .
Just then,.
The killing formation suddenly stopped, and the chaos in the sky disappeared, and the only few young monks who were left soared into the sky as if they were granted a general amnesty.
However, an ancient bronze tripod fell down and directly smashed a young man from the third level of the sky to the sky into the soil, with his face full of peach blossoms.
clang.
The ancient tripod was like a mountain, falling constantly, causing the ground to crack.
Fang Chong had unparalleled divine power, swung the ancient cauldron and slapped the young man with a shock and slapped him hard, making him so angry that he gritted his teeth and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"boom....."
A divine light rushed out of the young man, and more than a dozen divine weapons flew out. He was covered in blood, and he was so angry that he shouted loudly: "Fang Chong, I want to kill you,"
clang.
Before he finished speaking, the ancient cauldron fell down and smashed more than a dozen magic weapons to fly, and shot him back into the soil.