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"Dragon's beard fruit, dragon's tooth grass, keel flower, ambergris wood, supreme imperial jade, hundred-year-old emperor stone ......"

Yang Xinling grabbed a piece of material, put it in the furnace, and burned it.

Just listen to a crackling electric sound, the thunder tribulation heavenly fire burned, decomposing and smelting each piece of material, and a mellow aroma also quietly diffused out.

Yang Xinling was busy, but Tang Zheng was relaxed, looking at the materials in the furnace, and lightly controlling the heat of the Northern Hell's Cold Fire.

The first step of decomposing the materials, Tang Zheng had already completed, and he saw that in the hearth, all kinds of spiritual liquids were mixed together, forming a dark red liquid, as if it was blood, exuding a strong smell of blood.

Once the first step is complete, the second step begins:

Abstraction!

Tang Zheng was skillful and free, extracting the essence of the spiritual liquid, and fantasizing about the shape of a sword in his mind, the spiritual liquid began to tumble, gradually turning into a blood sword, and the sword qi penetrated out of the furnace and went straight to Xiaoyu, buzzing, attracting the attention of many audiences.

Yang Xinling heard the sound of the sword, turned his head sideways to take a look, and saw a touch of red and hazy sword qi, which actually rushed straight into the sky, condensed and not dispersed, and it was magnificent.

"What a strong sword soul fluctuation!"

Yang Xinling's heart shook violently, and in his impression, Tang Zheng didn't seem to have learned to refine the soul of life, how could he master such a proficient soul refining technique?

Yang Xinling was shocked, and many of the figures of the Numerical Magician Guild in the VIP seat were also surprised.

The Numercer's Guild widened its eyes, looked at the blood-colored sword qi that went straight to the nine heavens, and exclaimed:

"Who is that young man? Looking at his life and soul, he should not be a nobody. ”

The attendant on the side immediately turned out the roster, found Tang Zheng's name, and then said respectfully:

"Tell Elder Han, this son's name is Tang Zheng, he is an introductory disciple of the Qingyun Gu Sect, according to the latest information of the Tenglong Secret Disc, a few days ago, this person appeared in the Northern Styx Sea, killed the first evil Yang thief, subdued the Wanyue Thief and the Star Thief, and also made a big fanfare, planning to sweep the entire Northern Underworld and subdue a pair of pirates and scattered cultivators."

Han Zhengfeng stroked his beard, nodded slightly, looked at a white-haired woman next to him, and said:

"Concubine You, I seem to have heard you talk about Tang Zheng, what did you say he was, ouch, look at my memory, I forgot it, hehe......"

"This person is extremely lucky, and the immortal family is prosperous, but he comes from a humble background, and his ancestors are blessed, and his good luck is coming to an end."

This white-haired and red-faced woman was none other than Concubine You, the hall master of the Beast Soul Palace, she looked at Tang Zheng in the audience with cold eyes, with a hint of contempt in her tone.

"Hehe, you're right, I think he is young, and his life and soul can rise to the sky, but it is too ostentatious, and he has the potential to die and decline."

Han Zhengfeng echoed Concubine You, laughed, and then took Concubine You's slender jade hand and stroked it with pity.

Concubine You's face was cold, she didn't refuse Han Zhengfeng, and she didn't deliberately cater to her, and the attendants next to her didn't see it.

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