A huge arena was built, just above the peak of this mountain range, dozens of feet wide, and can accommodate hundreds of people to refine weapons at the same time.
However, there are only a few dozen people participating in the final showdown. The reason why they prepare such a large ring is to facilitate their use. Because they are all young people with high cultivation. They are also fighting with weapons refining. The destructive power is amazing. If they are not built, they are not built. A bigger arena is really not enough.
"clang....."
The bell rang and all the people began to step onto the ring one after another.
Murong Qiu from the south, Zhang Mingyu from the Han Dynasty, Kuiba from the first generation of the young generation from the Yuhuomen, Qin Qing and Chen Qi from the Tianzong, Zhao Sinan from the first generation of the young generation of the Shenbing Pavilion, and Jihan from the north The water spirit of the land, these young weapon refining geniuses, came and gathered on the ring, and immediately attracted a lot of attention. They were all talking about their deeds.
Apart from these people, Fang Chong is the most popular person. He is not from the Xuanmen Sect, nor is he a skill inherited from ancient times. But his skills are really amazing. It can be said that he was at this weapon refining summit. A dark horse is a huge anomaly.
A group of weapon refining geniuses were all circulating. Look at me, look at you, and you all saw the meaning of dissatisfaction and provocation in each other's eyes.
They are all dragons among humans, surpassing their peers. There are almost no other weapon refining masters in the area where these people are located. They all tacitly left for a distance. This is not their stage. But a few young refining players The battlefield between geniuses.
On the ring, an elder came from the three major weapon refining sects in the imperial city. He was extremely dignified. The three of them looked at each other and stood up together and said, "Let's start."
boom.
At this moment, a divine light soaring into the sky filled the sky. The ring was covered with dense marks, all of which were mysterious formation diagrams.
These array diagrams are defensive, covering the ring. No matter how big the movement is, there is no need to worry about affecting the onlookers.
On the ring, dozens of people were divided into two camps. The outermost part was naturally some young weapon refiners with slightly lower strength.
They cannot compare with weapons refining geniuses such as Murong Qiu. They can only retreat to the second line and refine weapons on the outside of the arena. They will not be affected by the struggles of Murong Qiu and others when refining weapons. If there is any mistake, then It was really a disaster.
At the center of the arena there are several young geniuses, Murong Qiu, Zhang Mingyu, Shui Ling, Kuiba, Zhao Sinan, Chen Qi, Qin Qing, and Fang Chong, all of them sacrificed their own refining furnaces. He looked solemn. He started to refine weapons.
Widths of flames rose from the refining furnace. A terrible aura spread. The ring was trapped in a sea of fire, burning the array patterns outside for a while.
The three-flavor true fire, the burning fire of the sky, and all kinds of strange flames filled the air, dyeing the void into a state of vacuum.
"laugh."
Qin Qing sacrificed the purple fairy furnace and raised his eyebrows provocatively towards Zhang Mingyu. He sent a message: "Boy, you have to be careful. Don't cry later."
"Hmph. You will cry. I will make you lose ugly." Zhang Mingyu did not show any weakness and glared at Qin Qing fiercely.
Both of them used mysterious weapon refining skills. Various handprints appeared on their fingertips, and were radiant and integrated into the weapon refining furnace.
On the other side, Murong Qiu also sacrificed the divine wood stove, which was round and antique, but it was not afraid to underestimate it at all.
I remember that he almost relied on this divine wood stove to refine immortal weapons. Even Liu Kong lost to him. In the end, he even lost his life.
Of course, Liu Kong was killed by Fang Chong. But it was not without Murong Qiu's relationship. If it weren't for him, Liu Kong wouldn't have wanted to rob Fang Chong. Fang Chong wouldn't have been photographed as if he hadn't robbed. Maybe he will become a generation of weapon refining master in the future.
But Liu Kong met Murong Qiu, so it was destined to be a tragedy.
At this moment, Murong Qiu's expression was as calm as ever. He used the divine wood stove to refine weapons, and his whole body was trapped in an almost artistic atmosphere.
His weapon refining skills are so skillful. They are almost art. They always have an illusion that they will accidentally fall into it.
"Sharp."
At this moment, a clanging sound came out. Zhao Sinan on the ring suddenly sacrificed a piece of red divine iron, bursting out a dazzling light, making the sunlight dim.
"This is..." Everyone on the ring was surprised. The three elders of the refining Xuanmen who presided over the last weapon refining showdown stood up with a whoosh. Their face changed a little.
"Immortal Blood Red Gold. It's really blood Red Gold." An elder from the Duotian Sect couldn't help but exclaim. His expression was very excited. "I didn't expect that there was such a thing. Legend has it that this immortal blood Red Gold is The blood of the immortal is stained red. It has extremely powerful power. It is the best material for tempering the magical weapons of immortal weapons."
Everyone understood after hearing what he said. They were all surprised. They stared at the fairy blood red gold's eyes, and they were all very jealous.
This is the red gold of immortal blood. It is the divine iron stained with the blood of immortals. Using this kind of thing to create a divine weapon can be said to be something that every monk dreams of. That kind of divine weapon is definitely a shocking super weapon. It can make people The strength has soared several times out of thin air.
As soon as the fairy blood red gold came out, strands of red mist flowed out on the ring. It was the gathering of spiritual energy in the world. It was spontaneously absorbed by the fairy blood red gold.
"clang."
Zhao Sinan threw the immortal blood red gold into the weapon refining furnace. A smile appeared on his face. With the immortal blood red gold, he was much more sure of winning.
Others looked a little ugly, especially the weapon refiners on the periphery. They were all very depressed and slandered them in their hearts.
Zhao Sinan is a favorite disciple of the Divine Soldier Pavilion. It is not uncommon to have the Immortal Blood Red Gold in his hand. But these people are different. They all come from ordinary cultivation Xuanmen. They cannot compare with the Divine Soldier Pavilion. They are rich and powerful. Just a piece of Immortal Blood Red Gold It's enough to crush you to death.
There was only a few people in the center on the ring who had no expression. Although they looked surprised, they were not discouraged. Zhao Sinan had strong support and they did not necessarily lose.
Indeed, at the next moment, a phoenix sound suddenly came from the arena. Shui Ling, a young weapon refiner from the extremely cold land in the north, sacrificed a piece of divine iron. It was full of red. As soon as it came out, the phoenix sounded, which was very clear. It seemed like a fire phoenix was fostered inside.
Everyone was shocked and looked at Shui Ling in one go. A piece of red divine iron was burning in her hand. Straws of flames rushed out of the divine iron.
This scene was very shocking. A burning magical iron could be seen by anyone who didn't know the goods. This is definitely the best magical material.
"Hey. There are patterns on that piece of divine iron. It looks like a bird." Someone suddenly exclaimed.
"Bah, what are your eyes? Are you? Is this a bird?" Bai Xiaosheng was right next to this man. Hearing this man, he wanted to slap this guy away. He snorted: "Does this Phoenix know? A piece of divine iron is called phoenix-patterned meteorite. It is not much worse than the fairy blood red gold."
"What? This thing can be compared with the Immortal Blood Red Gold." The man widened his eyes, looking incredible, and his chin was dislocated.
"It's terrible to be uneducated." Bai Xiaosheng rolled his eyes and muttered, just ignore this guy. His eyes were glowing, and he stared at the phoenix meteorite and drooled.
It was obvious that more than Bai Xiaosheng recognized the phoenix-patterned meteorite. Some people also understood it and were all surprised. It was not easy for a divine material such as the Immortal Blood Red Gold and the Phoenix-patterned meteorite to appear occasionally. Now two suddenly appeared. It was amazing.
The phoenix-patterned meteorite was thrown into the refining furnace by the water spirit. She was very beautiful, but it was just a little cold. It looked like an ice sculpture, making people afraid to get close to it.
A wave of cold mist appeared beside Shui Ling, and the icy icy swelled up, suppressing the flames on the ring.
The cold breath spread on her body, covering the refining furnace. The phoenix-patterned meteorite inside was also shrouded in cold mist. A burst of red and white intertwined, changing constantly.
"Ice and Fire."
"It's really the two heavens of ice and fire. This magic technique has been lost for tens of thousands of years. How could this girl learn it?"
On the ring, the elders of the three Xuanmen were surprised. The eyes of the Shui Ling were also a little strange. I didn't expect that he could have such magical skills.
Shui Ling was born in the extreme north. Her cultivation was all ice-attributed. But she sacrificed a piece of phoenix-patterned meteorite iron with fire. This was a bit weird in itself. But now everyone understands it. It turns out that she has ice-attributed fire. The magical arts of the two heavens can temper one's own magical weapons with ice and fire attributes to achieve another kind of transformation and sublimation.
The flames surged into the sky on the ring, and the cold mist was hazy.
Not only Zhao Sinan and Shui Ling. Others also showed magical skills. In terms of the materials for refining weapons, they are not as good as Zhao Sinan and Shui Ling. But their own skills and flames have their own unique features. For example, Murong Qiu and Kuiba. One A skill like a god. A flame spirit cannot be underestimated.
Gradually, everyone began to enter the stage of tempering divine weapons. Pieces of divine iron were shot into the refining furnace by them, and the prototype was tempering.
Only Fang Chong hasn't started yet. A little light flashed between his eyebrows, like a vertical eye. The process of refining the weapon constantly flashed in this vertical eye. Finally, it all gathered in his mind. He was shaking the silk and peeling the cocoons. He was doing complexity. deduction.
This can be said to be a kind of stealing master, or it can be said to be a kind of plunder. Smelting other people's refining skills into a furnace and turning them into oneself.
Seeing that Fang Chong had not moved for a long time, the people under the ring were a little anxious. Bai Xiaosheng was sweating profusely and muttered in a low voice: "Brother, don't lose your chain. I just take everything for you. It's pressing on you. Give me a sigh of relief for my brother."
It seemed that he heard Bai Xiaosheng's heart. Fang Chong finally moved.