Can Ye Chenfeng turn the danger into a disaster? Zhou Lao didn't know, Gu Changan didn't believe it, and even Ye Chenfeng himself couldn't give a positive answer, but the only thing he could do was to do his best!

The incense has already burned more than halfway, and there is not much time left for him in the second round, the other players are moving fast, and they have already begun to carve the vessel pattern, and he is still busy refining the material.

Snort!

The raging fire in the Purple Gold Ding Furnace burned violently, scorching all the ninety-six materials that were buried in the sea of fire.

"Not fast enough!"

Ye Chenfeng, whose forehead was already covered with fine sweat, was no longer as calm as before, but became quite anxious.

His mind was spinning, and he popped out sixteen spiritual power threads, forcibly pulling out the sixteen materials that were still in the semi-finished product.

The earth fire in the Purple Gold Ding Furnace was more than a little stronger than the ground fire in the Bronze Ding Furnace in the first round of competition, but even so, using such a powerful earth fire to refine these sixteen materials also had a feeling of being slow beyond its strength.

He hadn't expected this in advance, but it made Ye Chenfeng waste some more precious time, which was tantamount to making Ye Chenfeng have the urge to beat his chest, but fortunately, he still endured the heartache of missing the opportunity and devoted himself to his refining world.

He didn't have the time to do slow work like chewing slowly, so he barely thought about it, and directly chose to use another kind, hotter flame to refine these sixteen most stubborn materials.

Ye Chenfeng spread out his left hand, and a strange black and white flame suddenly rose out, it was nothing else, it was the Tiangang Thunder Fire.

"Go!"

Ye Chenfeng let out a low snort, pulled out dozens of flame clusters from the Tiangang Thunder Fire, and urged these flame clusters to swarm towards the semi-finished material clusters suspended in mid-air.

Snort!

Although these semi-finished materials were as hard as dark iron, they could not withstand the terrifying high temperatures of Tiangang Thunder Fire, and they melted almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wisps of green smoke gradually drifted into illusions with the melting of their bodies.

As soon as the Tiangang Thunder Fire was sacrificed, it had a lot of results, and Ye Chenfeng was also relieved when he saw this.

If even Tiangang Thunder Fire couldn't help these materials, then the remaining competition time was really tight and he couldn't allow him to refine the Colorful Exquisite Pagoda slowly.

Ye Chenfeng divided the surging spiritual power in his body into two strands, one of which was used to maintain the fire of the earth fire in the Purple Gold Ding Furnace, and the other spiritual power was naturally used to turn the Tiangang Thunder Fire with all his might, striving to refine these sixteen most difficult bones as soon as possible.

Time, like sand between the fingers, flowed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, there was still a third of the incense in the incense burner.

At this time, Ye Chenfeng finally refined all the ninety-six materials.

He didn't have time to care about the progress of others, so he directly began to carve the pattern.

The number of patterns required for eight second-grade high-grade peak spiritual weapons has reached a terrifying eighty-eight realms!

Under heavy pressure, Ye Chenfeng, who gritted his teeth and persevered, seemed to burst out with amazing potential.

He took a deep breath and took out a navy blue herring pen that was more than five feet long from the Blue Butterfly storage ring.

Looking at the engraving pen with a lifelike herring tattooed in his hand, Ye Chenfeng's eyes showed a touch of firmness and luster.

Don't worry, Elder Li, the apprentice will not admit defeat no matter what, and will definitely help you get out of the sea of suffering!

He immediately raised his pen and started to move, his breath was calm, hidden but not hairy, as if he had the potential to slay a dragon.

The next moment, a stroke!

Immediately after, the second stroke also fell heavily!

Third, fourth, fifth......

In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Chenfeng, who was soaked with sweat, wielded seven hundred and four strokes wantonly.

It's not too much, it's just one stroke!

"Done!"

Ye Chenfeng let out a low snort, and the humming sound of eighty-eight weapon patterns in mid-air was endless, resounding throughout the entire No. 9 battle platform.

After a while, these eighty-eight patterns were like extremely docile lambs, and they really slowly converged according to Ye Chenfeng's one-word mantra.

After a while, twenty-two kinds of eighty-eight patterns outlined by seven hundred and four brushstrokes were all formed!

At the same time, Xue Dihai in the same war zone also successfully refined the Eight Treasure Armor.

As soon as the Eight Treasure Armor was completed, countless pale golden rays of light shot out from within it, reflecting the entire Third War Zone in a brilliant golden light, which was very magnificent.

"Haha, I made it!"

Xue Dihai cheered and almost cried with joy.

With his strength, the probability of successfully refining a quasi-third-grade spirit weapon was less than half, and now that his adventurous move had been successful, how could he suppress the excitement and ecstasy in his heart?

Xue Dihai's success, Mrs. Mu saw it in her eyes, at this moment she was smiling and smiling, the flowers and branches trembled, and there were all kinds of charms, which was really charming.

The powerhouses of the other forces also congratulated them quite perfunctorily, although they didn't think in their hearts that there was anything outstanding about Xue Dihai, who had successfully refined the Eight Treasure Armor of the quasi-third-grade spiritual weapon.

For no other reason, they believe that the performance of the little guys who represent their forces will not be worse than Xue Dihai, but will only be better!

Sun Dongke, who was in the same group as Xue Dihai and Ye Chenfeng, was not so lucky, his strength was the bottom of the nine people.

Although he had the courage to try to refine a quasi-third-grade spiritual weapon, his strength was a hard wound after all, and it was not that extraordinary courage could make up for it, and his luck today was really bad, so all his risky attempts ended in failure.

Rumble!

The large array of instrument patterns that had been condensed in front of Sun Dong was destroyed because of a small mistake.

As the controller of the Great Array of Instrument Patterns, Sun Dong suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood because of the connection of qi and machine, and the pale face of Sun Dong was full of unwillingness.

Sun Dong's failure can be said to be expected by Deacon Guo Huai, so the latter did not feel disappointed, because Deacon Guo knew that Sun Dong and Liu Shuang, who were not in the bottom of the stream, could only act as cannon fodder at most, and the real show had to depend on Tang Xian'er.

That's it...... Failed?

Sun Dong, who was extremely defeated, smiled miserably, and he immediately subconsciously turned his head to look at Xue Dihai, and found that the latter, who had already successfully refined the quasi-third-grade spirit weapon Eight Treasure Armor, happened to be looking at him coldly.

Sun Dong laughed at himself, and then turned his gaze to Ye Chenfeng, who seemed to be struggling to the death of a trapped beast, Sun Dong's heart finally felt much better.

I failed, but you don't look much better!

Thinking of this, Sun Dong, who was gloating, actually started to laugh at fifty steps and laughed at a hundred steps, not knowing that his identity of these fifty steps was undoubted, and it was unknown whether Ye Chenfeng was also fifty steps.

Xue Dihai didn't despise Ye Chenfeng, he did it more absolutely, he directly ignored the latter.

Because in his opinion, although Ye Chenfeng's actions were strange, refining such a large number of second-grade high-grade peak spiritual weapons at the same time was nothing less than a thankless stupid thing.

It's a shame that he still attached so much importance to Ye Chenfeng before, but now it seems that this Ye Chenfeng is just a wine bag and rice bag, and he still can't get on the stage after all.

Xue Dihai shook his head in disappointment, no longer paying attention to the two non-threatening losers in the same war zone, and instead moved his gaze to other war zones.

In the other two war zones, there are some finals opponents that even he has to pay attention to.

I saw that Ren Qianmo, who was in the second war zone, really had outstanding strength, and he was the first to successfully refine the quasi-third-grade spirit weapon.

Roar!

After hearing a terrifying beast roar, a fierce aura that permeated the entire war zone rushed in.

This aura is so strong that even Xue Dihai, who is in a different war zone, can empathize with it.

Xue Dihai subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and the palpitation and horror on his face seemed to condense the essence.

Brute Ruler!?

Although the Brute Beast Ruler is said to be a quasi-third-grade spiritual weapon, it is made of a Heavenly Beast Soul and Heavenly Beast Soul Crystal that have truly reached the third order as the main material, supplemented by the blood of seventy-two Heavenly Beasts.

Whether it is the power or the quality, the brute beast ruler is far from being comparable to the eight treasure armor that he has refined.

If you meet this terrible guy in the finals, how can you still have the strength to fight?

After Xue Dihai's horror, only a thick sense of frustration remained on his ugly face.

But just when Xue Dihai was still secretly frustrated, an even more amazing scene appeared!

Jiang Boyu, who was in the same war zone as Ren Qianmo, had a complex seal, and a terrifying aura that was even stronger than the birth of the brute beast ruler broke out.

Rumble!

I saw a cold aura visible to the naked eye rapidly spreading from the large array of instrument patterns in front of Jiang Boyu, and rushed out of the No. 5 battle platform in an instant, with a terrifying tendency to fully cover the entire second war zone.

Seeing this, the Tianyun Sage of Tianyun City, the third-level Heavenly Saint whose strength had reached the terrifying level, frowned slightly, and with a wave of his big hand, a majestic terrifying spiritual power like the sea swept out, blocking the cold qi that seemed to be like a tidal tide in an instant.

A trace of envy and greed flashed in Gu Changan's narrow eyes, but he smiled respectfully on the surface: "The strength of the Tianyun City Lord is unparalleled, Gu really admires it." ”

A fleeting brilliance flashed in the old eyes of the Tianyun Sage, and he immediately smiled: "Deacon Gu's beloved disciple is the most surprising, it turns out that in the first round of the competition, the tall foot who was decent has already reached the quasi-third-grade refiner, what a hero is a young man." ”

The powerful eyes of other forces are also quite vicious, and naturally they can't see the latter's true level from the momentum of the spiritual weapon refined by Jiang Boyu, and they are all looking at Gu Changan with strange eyes at the moment.

Among these people is Zhou Lao, who has also taught Jiang Boyu, but even if he is an old man, he has not been able to see any clues from his daily teaching.

This little guy is really hidden!

Gu Changan's face remained unchanged, and he smiled modestly: "The city lord has a good reputation, and the inferior is talentless, but he is just a person who does nothing, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance." ”

"A person who does nothing is not qualified to reach a quasi-third-grade refiner at such an age as Gao Zu, Deacon Gu is so modest, where does he put the fairy girl of the same age and level as Gao Zu?"

The Tianyun Sage shook his head, intentionally or unintentionally linking Gu Changan with Deacon Guo.

Gu Changan's smile froze: "Where is the city lord talking about, the fairy girl is so talented, how can she be compared to an inferior disciple?"

Deacon Guo also had to stand up and speak at this time: "Deacon Gu is polite, his strength is amazing, but he is not inferior to the fairy girl at all." ”

When the three of them were still intriguing, the silent Ren Chengzhi was worried at this time, his eldest son Ren Qianmo was in the same group as Jiang Boyu, but the brute beast ruler refined by Ren Qianmo was clearly worse than the spiritual weapon refined by Jiang Boyu.

Knowing that a son is better than a father, Ren Chengzhi knows that if his eldest son is defeated today, the self-esteem of the latter, who is quite conceited in terms of refining, will definitely be greatly hit, and it is not impossible for him to collapse.

"Alas!" Ren Chengzhi, who was silent on the surface, sighed heavily in his heart.

Although his son is very likely to not be able to bring the championship title home, he Ren Chengzhi, as a father, will not be too disappointed, he just hopes that after this battle, his somewhat conceited child can see his own shortcomings clearly, so as to temper his mood and wash away the lead, so that he may be able to truly enter the house on the way to refining.