A huge arena was built, just above the peak of this mountain range, dozens of zhang wide, which could fully accommodate hundreds of people refining weapons at the same time.

However, there are only a few dozen people who participated in the final duel, and the reason why they prepared such a big ring was to facilitate their performance, because they were all young people with high cultivation, and the refining weapons were also fighting, and the destructive power was amazing, and it was really not enough to build a larger ring.

"Bell ....."

The bell rang and all the personnel began to enter the ring in 6 consecutive ways.

Murong Qiu from the south, Zhang Mingyu from the Han Dynasty, Kuiba, the first person of the younger generation from the Imperial Fire Gate, Qin Qing and Chen Qi from the Heaven Snatching Sect, Zhao Sinan, the first person of the young generation of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and Shui Ling from the extremely cold land in the north, these young refining geniuses all came, gathered in the ring, and immediately attracted a lot of attention, all of them were talking about their deeds.

In addition to these people, Fang Zhong is the person who has attracted the most attention, he is not from the Xuanmen faction, nor is he a skill inherited from ancient times, but his methods are really amazing, it can be said that he is a dark horse at this refining summit, which is a great outlier.

A group of refining geniuses are all patrolling, you look at me, I look at you, and they all see the meaning of disobedience and provocation in each other's eyes.

They are all dragons among people, beyond their peers, there are almost no other refining masters in the area where these people are located, and they all leave a distance tacitly, this is not their stage, but a battlefield between several young refining geniuses.

In the ring, each of the three major refining sects in the Imperial City had an elder, and his bearing was extraordinary, the three of them glanced at each other, stood up in unison, and said, "Let's start." ”

Rumble!

At this moment, a sky-high divine light diffused out, and the ring was covered with dense nicks, all of which were mysterious formations.

These formations are all defensive, enveloping the ring in the middle, and there is no need to worry about harming the onlookers, even if there is a big movement in it.

In the ring, dozens of people were divided into two camps, and the outermost of them were naturally some young refining masters with slightly lower strength.

It is impossible for them to compare with Murong Qiu and other refining geniuses, so they can only take a back seat and refine their weapons on the periphery of the ring, so as not to be affected by the battle between Murong Qiu and others when they are refining.

In the center of the ring is the place of several young geniuses, Murong Qiu, Zhang Mingyu, Shui Ling, Kuiba, Zhao Sinan, Chen Qi, Qin Qing, and Fang Zhong are all here, each of them sacrificed their own refining furnaces, with solemn expressions, and began to refine weapons.

Wisps of flame rose from the refining furnace, and a terrifying aura was permeating, and the ring was plunged into a sea of fire, burning the outer formations into a sway.

The Three Flavors True Fire, the Burning Sky Fire, and all kinds of strange flames all diffused out, staining the void into a vacuum.

"Whew!"

Qin Qing sacrificed the Purple Immortal Furnace, raised his eyebrows provocatively at Zhang Mingyu, and said, "Boy, you have to be careful, don't cry later." ”

"Hmph, you're going to cry, I'm going to make you lose ugly. Zhang Mingyu did not show weakness and glared back fiercely at Qin Qing.

Both of them displayed their mysterious refining skills, and all kinds of handprints appeared on their fingertips, shining brightly, and blending into the refining furnace.

On the other side, Murong Qiu also sacrificed a divine wood furnace, which was round and antique, but it made people dare not underestimate it in the slightest.

I think that he almost relied on this divine wood furnace to refine the immortal soldiers, and even Liu Kong lost in his hands, and finally lost his life.

Of course, Liu Kong was killed by Fang Chong, but it didn't have a relationship with Murong Qiu, if it weren't for him, Liu Kong wouldn't want to rob Fang Chong, if he didn't rob Fang Chong, he would naturally not be photographed into ashes, maybe he would become a generation of refining masters in the future.

But Liu Kong met Murong Qiu, so it was destined to be a tragedy.

At this moment, Murong Qiu's expression was as calm as ever, and with the Divine Wood Furnace refining tools, the whole person fell into an almost artistic atmosphere.

His refining skills are so proficient, almost artistic, that people will always have the illusion that they will accidentally fall into it.

"Sonorous!"

At this moment, a clangling sound came out, and Zhao Sinan in the ring suddenly sacrificed a piece of red divine iron, blooming with dazzling light, making the sunlight dim.

"This is ....." The people in the ring were all surprised, and the elders of the three major refining sects who presided over this last refining duel stood up with a swish, and their faces changed for a while.

"Immortal blood red gold, it turned out to be really blood red gold. An elder from the Heaven Snatching Sect couldn't help but exclaim, his expression was very excited, "I didn't expect there to really be such a thing, it is said that this immortal blood red gold is dyed red by the blood of immortals, it has incomparably powerful power, and it is the best material for tempering immortal weapons." ”

Hearing what he said, everyone understood, and they were all surprised, staring at the eyes of the immortal blood and red gold, and they were all red.

This is immortal blood red gold! It is the divine iron dyed red by the blood of immortals, and casting a divine weapon with this kind of thing can be said to be something that every monk dreams of, and that kind of divine weapon is definitely a shocking-level weapon, which can make people's strength skyrocket several times out of thin air.

As soon as the immortal blood red gold came out, wisps of red mist flowed out of the ring, which was the convergence of the aura of heaven and earth, and was absorbed by the immortal blood red gold.

"Bell!"

Zhao Sinan threw the immortal blood red gold into the refining furnace, and a smile appeared on his face, with the immortal blood red gold, he was much more sure of winning.

While the others had a somewhat ugly face, especially the refiners on the periphery, they were all depressed and slandered in their hearts.

Zhao Sinan is a proud disciple of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and it is not uncommon to have immortal blood red gold in his hand, but these people are different, they are all from ordinary cultivation Xuanmen, and they can't be compared with the Divine Soldier Pavilion, they are rich and rich, and just a piece of immortal blood red gold is enough to crush you to death.

Only a few people in the center of the ring did not say anything, although they were surprised, they were not discouraged, Zhao Sinan had a strong dependence, and they also had it, and they would not necessarily lose.

It is true that at the next moment, a phoenix roar suddenly came out of the ring, and the young refining master Shui Ling, who came from the extremely cold land in the north, sacrificed a piece of divine iron, and the whole body was fiery red, and as soon as it came out, the sound of the phoenix sounded, very clear, as if there was a fire phoenix inside.

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at Shui Ling, only to see that a piece of red divine iron was burning in her hand, and wisps of flame rushed out of the divine iron.

Such a scene is very shocking, a piece of burning divine iron, even people who don't know the goods can see it, this is definitely the best divine material.

"Hey, there's still veins on that piece of divine iron, like a bird. Someone with sharp eyes suddenly exclaimed.

"Bah, what kind of eyes do you have, is this a bird?" Bai Xiaosheng was beside this person, and when he heard this, he couldn't wait to slap this guy away, and snorted: "Is this a phoenix, do you know that this piece of divine iron is called phoenix pattern meteorite iron, and it is not much worse than immortal blood red gold." ”

"What, this thing can be compared to the immortal blood red gold?" The man's eyes widened in disbelief, and his jaw was dislocated.

"It's terrible to be uneducated. Bai Xiaosheng rolled his eyes, muttered a sentence and simply stopped paying attention to this guy, his eyes were bright, staring at the phoenix pattern meteorite and drooling.

The person who recognized the phoenix pattern meteorite iron was obviously not only Bai Xiaosheng, and there were some people who understood it, and they were all surprised, it was not easy for a divine material like fairy blood red gold, phoenix pattern meteorite iron to appear once in a while, but now two pieces suddenly appeared, which was amazing.

The phoenix meteorite was thrown into the refining furnace by the water spirit, and she was very beautiful, but it was just a little too cold, like an ice sculpture, and people did not dare to approach.

Bursts of cold mist appeared around Shui Ling, freezing cold and biting, suppressing the flames in the ring.

The icy aura spread on her body, enveloping the refining furnace, and the phoenix-patterned meteorite iron inside was also shrouded in cold mist, and a burst of red and white staggered, constantly changing.

"Fire and ice. ”

"It's really the two heavens of ice and fire, this kind of magic has been lost for tens of thousands of years, how can this girl learn it?"

In the ring, the elders of the three major Xuanmen were taken aback, and their eyes looking at Shui Ling were also a little strange, they didn't expect him to know this kind of magic technique.

Shui Ling was born in the extreme north, and her cultivation was all ice attribute, but she sacrificed a piece of phoenix pattern meteorite iron with fire attribute, which is a bit weird in itself, but now everyone understands that she has the magic of ice and fire, and she can use ice and fire attributes to temper her divine weapons to achieve another kind of transformation and sublimation.

The ring was full of fire, cold fog, and hazy.

Not only Zhao Sinan and Shui Ling, but others also showed magical skills, they were not as good as Zhao Sinan and Shui Ling in terms of refining materials, but their own skills and flames had their own uniqueness, such as Murong Qiu and Kuiba, one skill like a god, and a flame psychic, all of which should not be underestimated.

Gradually, everyone began to enter the stage of tempering divine weapons, and pieces of divine iron were hammered into the refining furnace by them, tempering the rudiments.

Only Fang Zhong hadn't started yet, a little light in his eyebrows kept flickering, like a vertical eye, and everyone's refining process kept flickering in this vertical eye, and finally all of them converged into his mind, peeling off the cocoon, and making complex deductions.

This can be said to be a kind of stealing, or it can be said to be a kind of plunder, smelting other people's refining skills into a furnace and turning them into one's own use.

Seeing that Fang Zhong didn't move for a long time, the people under the ring were a little anxious, Bai Xiaosheng was sweating profusely, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother, don't drop the chain, I'm putting all my belongings on you, let's fight for my brother." ”

It seemed that after hearing Bai Xiaosheng's heart, Fang Zhong finally moved.