In other words, the Poison Brake Scythe, a refining weapon, is almost close to the highest level of the sixth-rank refining weapon.

If it attracts thunder, it is fifth-class!

Fifth-grade refiners, even if they are strong in the elemental realm, they are also unavoidable existences.

The Poison Scythe looked solemn, and his eyelids jumped slightly.

His virtual consciousness was close to its limit.

In the center of the instrument, the black light around the embryo flickered, which was the spatial elements gathered to a certain extent, causing the space to tear.

Fortunately, the Brake Poison Scythe has also had an adventure, and the quality of this Dading seems to be good, and even then there has been no change in the slightest.

Huo Liyi seemed a little jealous, and quietly took two steps back.

Seeing this, Fengya followed back.

Yi Yuan looked at the two top powerhouses of the continent and snorted coldly.

Feng Ya was a little slanderous, Yi Yuan's element was darkness, and his cultivation was higher than them, if the space was torn, it would definitely be Yi Yuan who would run away first.

He didn't dare to say it, but his eyes were a little strange when he looked at Yi Yuan.

Yi Yuan was thick-skinned enough and continued to look below.

Raging!

The flames were scorching and erratic.

Cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and his virtual consciousness was already on the verge of limit.

The embryo began to tremble constantly, and even those who did not know how to refine the instrument knew that this was an uncontrollable situation.

Xingchatian raised his eyebrows: "It seems that this is going to fail." ”

A trace of struggle flashed in Qingying's eyes: "No, not yet." ”

Xingsha Tian turned his head to look at Qingying in surprise.

Qingying gritted his teeth and said, "If there is any emergency, it will only be up to you to solve it." ”

Without waiting for the aftertaste of the stars, Qingying pointed to the ground on tiptoe and flew towards the stone platform.

Yi Yuan frowned, he didn't expect this young man to be here, if this young man was here, did it mean that the "senior" was also there?

Thinking like this, Yi Yuan suppressed his desire to stop Qingyingdi.

Feng Ya and Huo Yi had similar thoughts, and hesitated for a moment without stepping forward to stop them.

The shock to them was too great, they didn't know what Qingying was going to do, but they would rather offend the Poison Scythe than leave a bad impression on the Stars.

Surprisingly, the Poison Scythe suddenly opened his eyes and saw the green shadow.

Qingying's lips moved slightly, and the Poison Scythe nodded, not explaining anything.

Yi Yuan's eyes flashed with surprise, it seemed that this young man seemed to know the Poison Scythe?

Then there's something to talk about.

This young man is close to the "senior", and he has a good relationship with the Poison Scythe......

Yi Yuan's suspicions shifted to Qingying, and he felt more and more that this young man was not simple.

There was a commotion among the refiners, and Li Yanhan obviously recognized Qingying, and after weighing it, he chose to calm the refiners.

The students of the Dark Sword Academy had different expressions when they saw Qingying.

For the time being, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to other people's opinions, and after getting the consent of the Poison Scythe, Qingying fell directly on the opposite side of the Poison Scythe.

First, he glanced at the embryo with his virtual sense, and Qingying's eyes flickered, quickly judging the current state of the embryo.

He's going to take over the handbrake scythe!

Although he has not studied refining weapons, and his attainments are far inferior to the Brake Poison Scythe, it can be said that in theory, it is far beyond the Brake Poison Sickle by dozens of levels.

Because his memory contains all levels of refining experience!

Qingying's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hands like white jade, raised them slightly, and aimed them at the Ding.

Only by getting close to the Dingding can you feel the terrifying high temperature for ordinary people.

Qingying covered itself with wood elements, and the wind element did circulate on the inside, isolating most of the heat.

With Xingchatian by his side, he didn't need to worry about the exposure of his element, but in order to let the contradiction between Wind City and Battle City continue, he couldn't show the wind element for the time being.

His eyes closed slightly, and a pure void shot out of his forehead and rushed into the instrument.

The Void Consciousness approached the embryo, and the Blue Shadow suddenly felt the tearing of the spatial element.

The spatial element does not seem to be an entity, but a spiritual impact, which may also be related to the spatial element of the Poison Scythe.

Suppressing his thoughts, the Void Consciousness of the Green Shadow Land slowly covered the surroundings of the Ding.

The wind element was quietly released, gently wrapping around the embryo and occupying seven points.

When the seven irregular points are completely controlled by Qingying, the spatial element instantly settles down, and it is so calm that people can't believe that this is the spatial element.

Cold sweat dripped from Qingying's forehead, and this was just the beginning.

The elements of wind are linked to each other at seven points to form an irregular space that binds the embryo.

The Poison Scythe seemed to know what Qingying was going to do, and took back all control of the embryo, handing over all the rights to Qingying.

Qingying's face slowed slightly, and it seemed that the Poison Brake Scythe was not stupid.

After recovering all the spatial elements, the Poison Scythe appeared behind the green shadow as if tearing through the space.

If you look at it in the ordinary person's opinion, this is teleportation.

Strictly speaking, this is not teleportation, but a clever way to use spatial elements.

Just when the others thought that the Poison Scythe was going to make a move on Qingying, a hint of sarcasm flashed in the eyes of the Poison Sickle.

He closed his eyes and pressed his hands on Qingying's back, and a huge and pure star soul weighed on him and passed into Qingying's body.

With such a boost, Qingying's expression softened a lot.

A cyan whirlwind gradually clings to the embryo.

At this time, the shape of the embryo has become close to solidification, and it has the appearance of a tripod.

The next step is to inject the elements.

Since this is an embryo created by the Brake Poison Scythe, the elements are naturally injected by the Brake Poison Scythe.

This stage is already the last step for refining, and it is also the most dangerous step.

If the elements are disordered, the cultivation of the Poison Scythe is enough to plunge the entire Demon Hunting City into darkness.

But the arrow is on the bow and has to be sent.

After transmitting his thoughts, the Poison Scythe withdrew his hands, stepped forward, and stood beside him, his hands changing and dotting on the Ding.

Whew!

Originally, there was no wind here, but now, it has.

Wow!

The wind swept through, and it was a whirlwind brought about by the spatial elements being twisted into a stream.

What Qingying has to do now is to guide this spatial element and improve the embryo evenly.

The embryo is like a bottomless pit, greedily devouring the elements of space.

Fortunately, the Poison Brake Scythe is also a natural spatial element that can be used for a while.

Qingying is not just a guide, when the embryo is gradually calming down, as if aimlessly, he grabs a handful in the air, embarrassing the embryo.

The embryo trembled, then gave birth to a burst of light.

The dazzling light made everyone's eyes squint.

After a pillar of incense, the light dissipated.

The embryo in the instrument disappeared, and just as everyone was looking for it, Qingying slowly raised her left hand.

A quaint cyan small tripod slowly rotated in the palm of his hand.

Everyone's gaze is as if they are about to be taken in.

The flame of the instrument is extinguished, and this time the refining has ended, and everyone is waiting for the result.

The Poison Scythe glanced at Qingying with a complicated expression, and then announced in a loud voice.

"This tripod, mixed with the empty tripod, is ...... Sixth-grade refiner!"