The explosion was like a thunderbolt from the blue, exploding in everyone's ears. Many monks from the Immortal Palace were so shocked that they opened their mouths wide enough to stuff a fist. Everyone could hardly believe their eyes. They were about to succeed in refining the weapon.
At the critical moment, the success fell short?
Another majestic aura appeared, waking up many sluggish immortal monks. They turned around and saw green petals condensing into shape above Tianzhu Mountain. In the blink of an eye, they gathered into a flower.
The lush greenery and huge flowers blooming proudly...
Brilliant and dazzling.
Another holy weapon will be born in Mu Han's hands!
After remaining high in the sky for a moment, the green flower became lighter and lighter, and then disappeared completely. They were all phenomena of disappearance. One was that it condensed to normal and then suddenly exploded, disappearing without a trace, the other was that it condensed
After taking shape, it disappears naturally, and the difference is self-evident.
At almost the same moment, Saint Son Luofu failed in refining the weapon, but Mu Han succeeded in refining the weapon.
What a stark irony of this, Morven!
On the top of Luofu Mountain, Saint Son of Luofu's face was ashen, his eyes were staring in the direction of Tianzhu Mountain, and these two notes burst out coldly from the gap between his teeth.
As soon as he returned to Luofu Mountain from Crescent Mountain, he calmed down and began to refine the holy Taoist artifacts.
He didn't originally intend to pursue speed this time when refining the weapon, but when Mu Han successfully refined a top-quality holy weapon in five days, his mind was greatly affected and he started to speed up involuntarily. Then.
, every time Mu Han successfully refines a sacred weapon, his mind will fluctuate violently. He is impatient and eager for success, which is a taboo when refining a Taoist weapon, let alone refining a holy Taoist weapon.
However, Saint Son Luofu himself did not realize this.
When the weapon refining was about to end, he was still thinking that he had finally saved some face for the local monks. Unfortunately, before he could enjoy the joy of success, he received the bad news of failure. This was equivalent to him falling from the peak in one fell swoop.
Falling into the valley...
The failure of Zhenwu Holy Mountain Yaoguang Peak happened again, and the blow to him can be imagined.
At this moment, Holy Son Luofu hated Mu Han to the core of his bones. That kind of hatred was like a poisonous snake biting his soul without listening, making it difficult for him to have peace of mind.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and it was a man in blue clothes who was about thirty years old who suddenly appeared next to him, looking a little hesitant.
Holy Son Luofu had a gloomy face and took a deep breath.
The man named Wu Ze hesitated for a while, and finally began to speak:
Saint Son Luofu's face was distorted and his eyes were red. Before Wu Ze could finish speaking, he gritted his teeth and said,
Mu Chang was unaware of the anger of Saint Son Luofu. He was still sitting quietly in the hall in the Tianzhu Mountain, motionless, like a stone sculpture.
The days passed day by day. "..."
On the fifty-third day, in the evening, the sun set in the west, and the setting sun was like blood. The gourd-like vision above Tianzhu Mountain was illuminated by the magnificent glow, making it more colorful.
At this time, the Kunlun Immortal Mansion was filled with exclamations of exclamation.
Chu Menglan said with a smile,
Ji Qun came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile:
Chu Menglan shook her head regretfully.
Not to mention whether everyone is willing to hand over the materials to Mu Han, even if they are willing, I am afraid Mu An will not follow. He will attack the third level of the Divine Sea in twenty years, how can he spend so much time refining it?
On the sacred weapon. Although for a mage, refining weapons is also training, but there are many Taoist tools of the same grade that can be refined, and their effect on improving cultivation is limited. I can get Mu Han to refine ten Taoist tools first.
It's lucky.
Chu Menglan had a hunch that Mu Han's frenzied refining of holy weapons would probably stop soon. After all, he had created enough sensation in the Immortal Mansion and earned enough merits.
After a while, Chu Menglan came back to her senses and said with a joking smile,
Kunlun Immortal Mansion, a mysterious place somewhere in the Kunlun Mountains, a faint sigh suddenly sounded.