"Since you're still not convinced, then I'll practice it for you once. ”

Qin Lang said, and walked towards the furnace of the refining weapon.

He was still satisfied with the stove of this holy artifact, at least for now, it seemed that it was worth using.

Mei Long didn't care that Qin Lang would snatch his holy weapon, with Qin Lang's means, if he wanted to rob it, he could easily snatch it. You can't stop it, it's better to let the other party lose and be convinced.

Qin Lang walked to the stove, and as soon as he raised his hand, a True Yuan was struck, and the red fire inside was extinguished.

Seeing Qin Lang's movements, Mei Long was disdainful, if the other party still used the red fire in the furnace, he would be able to look at Qin Lang twice, after all, the red fire refining weapon can increase the success rate of the spirit weapon.

But without Chihuo, Mei Long felt that Qin Lang had no hope.

Not only Meron, but also the surrounding onlookers, most of them were also refiners in the Sacred Weapon Valley.

For the Red Fire Refiner, it is what every refiner desires.

It's just a pity that Lu Yanchang, as a grandmaster, has a noble status, and he won't release red fire to them at will.

Everyone didn't expect that Qin Lang would actually put the red fire out and extinguish it, and they all disdained Qin Lang's approach.

"At first glance, he is not a real refiner, and he doesn't even understand the Red Fire Refiner. ”

"Yes. He also extinguished the red fire, could it be that he could make a better refining weapon fire than the red fire himself?"

"Leave him alone, it's better to lose. ”

In the Holy Weapon Valley, countless refiners discussed a lot, but they were unanimously not optimistic about Qin Lang's refiners.

Qin Lang glanced at everyone lightly, and said unhurriedly: "This kind of holy weapon, why do you need any red fire, a group of uninformed guys, let you see, what is a holy weapon!"

Qin Lang said, placing his palm on the top of the stove and gently stroking it. Focus as if you were stroking your lover's face.

"Furnace Spirit, now!"

A few seconds later, when Qin Lang raised his palm again, a misty shadow slowly rose out under his palm, the shadow seemed to be a human shape, and it was like a furnace shape, unable to see the virtual reality, but it was real.

"Hello, refiner! I didn't expect someone to wake me up again. You...... It's actually an immortal cultivator!"

The spirit of the furnace had an ethereal voice, as if it had just awakened from an ancient time.

"Oh my God, what's that?"

"Furnace spirits, it's actually furnace spirits, and the legend that the holy furnace has spirits is actually true!"

"Isn't the reason why the Valley of the Sacred Weapons is called the Valley of the Sacred Weapons is because of this holy furnace and that holy hammer?"

"He actually summoned the furnace spirit!"

"Immortal cultivator, did you just hear it, the furnace spirit said that he is an immortal cultivator!

Countless refiners were all boiling at this moment, and the kind of unhappiness, depression, and humiliation they had just felt towards Qin Lang were all thrown into the Pacific Ocean at this moment!

They looked at Qin Lang in their eyes at the moment. There is only envy, admiration, and curiosity.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for awakening me again. What do you need?"

The spirit of the Holy Furnace asked flutteringly.

"I need a furnace fire to refine the Hallows!"

Qin Lang said flatly.

The gods of this holy weapon, he has seen it in his previous life I don't know how many times, he is not strange at all, these holy spirits have no other abilities, that is, they are extremely familiar with the carrier where they are located, and they can be said to be the real owners of the holy weapons.

Of course, the Hallows are always aggressive, and those aggressive spirits are much more powerful.

The furnace spirit of the refining furnace is inferior to the aggressive Holy Spirit, but because of its special nature, it is still stronger than the Holy Spirit of daily necessities, because it has fire!

"Obey the decree of the immortals!"

The furnace spirit slowly retracted into the holy furnace. Then, in the holy furnace, a small pale blue flame slowly grew.

'......Boom'

The next moment, this young man's seedling suddenly erupted into a powerful firepower, and a raging blue flame rose from the entire holy furnace, and a trace of green smoke actually appeared on the holy furnace!

The green smoke dispersed, and a faint aroma was actually produced, instantly dispelling all the metallic smell that permeated the entire Sacred Weapon Valley!

"The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke!"

This is the means of refining the Holy Hand!

Meron sees here. Tears are already falling!

According to legend from the ancestors of the Holy Weapon Valley, the holy hand of refining can figure it out with the Holy Furnace, and the purple smoke fills the air when refining, producing a fragrance that makes people forget to return.

Meron always thought that this was just a legend, but he didn't expect that he would actually see this scene one day.

And this scene was actually brought by this young man who came to smash the field!

"Since he can revive the Holy Furnace, what about the Holy Hammer?"

At the moment, no one cares what the outcome of this comparison is. People just want to know if this young grandmaster can bring them even more surprises.

The next moment, Qin Lang leaned over and picked up a piece of cold iron. He threw his hand into the holy furnace, and then gently stroked the hammer head of the holy hammer with his hand, and called softly: "Hammer spirit, now!"

As Qin Lang's palm raised, a small hammer-shaped smoke rose from the hammer.

"Great Immortal Cultivator, thank you for awakening me, Your Excellency, what do you need me to do?"

The hammer spirit of the Holy Hammer was extremely excited. It bowed its head slightly to Qin Lang, as if surrendering, and its voice was extremely honest and simple.

"I want to refine a holy weapon, and I need your cooperation with it!"

Qin Lang pointed to the holy furnace and said.

"Obey, just ......"

The hammer spirit was obviously much more simple than the furnace spirit, and it looked at the cold iron that was tumbling in the holy furnace: "It's just a piece of cold iron, and the success rate is only thirty percent!"

"Thirty percent!"

Countless people's jaws were about to drop in surprise.

Just one piece of cold iron has a thirty percent success rate in refining into a holy weapon!

If this probability is placed on anyone present. can make him pass out happily.

But in the eyes of the hammer spirit, this chance is pitiful.

Qin Lang smiled lightly: "It's okay, I can help you improve by another forty percent!"

"Oh my God, did you hear what he said? Forty percent more? Wouldn't that be more than half a chance of success?"

The countless refiners in the valley were all insane. They were all dumbfounded, looking at Qin Lang intently, everyone hoped for one thing at the moment, that is, Qin Lang must succeed in refining.

O Hallows Weapon!

In the Holy Weapon Valley, there are only two holy weapons, this holy furnace and the holy hammer, for hundreds of years, Qin Lang is the first to awaken them, otherwise, the name of the Holy Weapon Valley will only exist in name only.

If you can refine another holy weapon, then the prestige of the Holy Weapon Valley is the real might!

To be a witness to the holy artifact is something that everyone is looking forward to!

"Since the immortals promised. Naturally, nothing to worry about!"

The honest voice of the Holy Hammer sounded: "Please immortal cast spells!"

Qin Lang nodded, and instead of using a clamp to take out the cold iron and beat it like Meron did, he turned around and walked to the position between the Holy Furnace and the Holy Hammer and sat down.

"Heaven and earth have spirits, and I borrow a share of the breath of the sky. Achieve the spirit of the holy weapon, the spirit of the earth, and the qi of the holy weapon!"

"The aura gathers, the holy weapon opens!"

As Qin Lang's words popped out of his mouth, Qin Lang grabbed it in the air, and a blue aura in the sky was torn off by him, and a blue pillar of qi fell into the holy furnace.

Then Qin Lang grabbed at the ground again, and an earthy yellow aura was also lifted, and it was also poured into the holy furnace!

"Holy Hammer, hit!"

The next moment, Qin Lang raised his sword finger and gently picked it up, and the piece of cold iron, which was half entangled by the azure aura and half entangled by the earthy yellow aura, automatically popped out of the holy furnace and swirled in midair.

The holy hammer, which weighed 10,000 catties, bounced up at the same time, as if someone was controlling it, raised it high, and fell heavily.

"Knock ......"

There was a muffled sound, this thrashing momentum, shocking mountains and rivers!

'Knock knock knock ......'

However, after a blow, this sledgehammer was like a drum stick of a war drum, knocking and knocking, and the cold iron hanging in mid-air was floating and bearing the blow, if anyone noticed Qin Lang, they would see one of his fingers, and it was constantly going up and down with the floating cold iron!

Finally, the Holy Hammer stopped beating, and people's eyes were focused on the cold iron, wanting to see what it was refined.

But the cold iron was covered by a tangled cloud of blue and earthy yellow gas, and the whole picture of it could not be seen at all!

What is this, exactly?

Countless people are looking attentive, waiting for the answer to be revealed!