When Master Yunming saw Jian Fengyun's appearance of selecting spiritual materials in a panic, he couldn't help but have a sneer on his face, and said secretly in his heart: In Dan Dao, don't say that you are a king Tianjiao, even if the real emperor is here, it is useless. ”

Later, Yun Ming also stopped paying attention to Jian Fengyun, and was ready to finish refining the elixir to find Jian Fengyun to ask for the bet of the 200,000 best spirit crystals.

Jian Fengyun saw the movements of these people, but he didn't pay attention to them, and just lightly focused his gaze on the spiritual materials in his hands.

He put aside the Vitality Fruit and other refining materials first, and picked up the pile of refining spirit materials that he had just hurriedly obtained in his hand.

Huangtian meteorite, exquisite stone, cold jade ore......

There are about more than ten kinds of spiritual materials, and each of them is an emperor-level spiritual material.

Jian Fengyun's eyes condensed slightly, and the next moment, a faint blue flame suddenly rose in his eyes, and he reached out his hand, and the Nine Nether Flames instantly wrapped dozens of refining spirit materials, and the temperature began to rise slowly.

"Strange fire!" Ming Yuan Medicine Saint, who was standing in front of him, frowned slightly, looked at the direction of Jian Fengyun, and suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face.

The spiritual power fires condensed by normal alchemists and refiners are all golden yellow, while the flames used by Sword Fengyun are dark blue, and they also seem to exude a faint coercion, which is obviously not an ordinary flame.

The Ming Yuan Medicine Saint instantly judged that the flame of the sword wind cloud was a strange fire from heaven and earth.

There are countless strange fires in heaven and earth, and there have been strong people in the Dan Dao who are the best in the world who have made these strange fires into a record codex, but with the level of the Ming Yuan Medicine Saint, it is obvious that he can't see the codex left by that peerless powerhouse, so he naturally can't recognize what kind of strange fire is being cast in the hands of Jian Fengyun at this moment.

However, although he couldn't tell what kind of strange fire Jian Fengyun was casting, just by the power emitted by the flames, it was enough to judge that the strange fire controlled by Jian Fengyun was not an ordinary strange fire, at least the Ming Yuan Medicine Saint asked himself, the strange fire he used did not have this kind of coercion.

"What is Jian Fengyun doing, why did he put the elixir aside and condensed the spiritual materials of those refining weapons?"

"Could it be that he didn't get enough elixir, so he plans to refine the spirit weapon!"

"No, although the alchemist and the refiner sound similar, but the difference in essence is still very large, the techniques and recipes are different, and the methods of processing spiritual materials are also different, the general alchemist can only refine the spirit pill, if it is forcibly refining the spirit weapon, it must be extremely inferior."

"That's right, ordinary people can be proficient in a medicine refining technique, it is already against the sky, it is impossible to be proficient in the art of refining weapons anymore, this sword Fengyun seems to have not taken enough elixir, so he simply died as a live horse doctor, and wanted to try refining weapons."

The viewers in the audience noticed Jian Fengyun's actions and immediately began to discuss.

On the stage, Ming Yuansheng had just finished refining the elixir in his hand, and when he noticed the discussion in the audience, he immediately looked at Jian Fengyun, and when he saw that Jian Fengyun was actually refining the weapon, he couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment, it seemed that Jian Fengyun had completely given up.

Thinking of this, Ming Yuansheng simply closed the six senses, did not pay attention to the outside world, and began to refine his own longevity pill with concentration.

Master Yun Ming saw that Jian Fengyun had actually started refining weapons, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his face, feeling that Jian Fengyun seemed to have not taken enough elixir so he had to refine the spiritual weapon, so he felt happy in his heart, and it seemed that he had won.

The next moment, Master Yunming also closed the six senses, ignored the sword wind and clouds, and began to refine the elixir with concentration.

Although he won, his wooden plaque this time was the top three in the alchemy ratio, and he couldn't give up his goal this time because of the sword storm.

Even the Ming Yuan Medicine Saint frowned greatly when he saw the sword Fengyun's actions.

As a saint-level alchemist, the Ming Yuan Medicine Sage knew very well that it was extremely difficult for an alchemist of the same level to refine a spiritual weapon of the same level, and Jian Fengyun was no more than a respectable alchemist, and if he changed to refining a spiritual weapon at this moment, the level would have to be reduced to at least the heavenly level, which was simply equivalent to choosing to give up.

In the face of the bursts of discussion in the audience, the questioning eyes on the stage, Jian Fengyun's face was as indifferent as water, his eyes were calm, and the magic trick in his hand was pinched, urging the Nine Nether Fire to start refining the refining weapon spiritual material.

Dozens of emperor-level spiritual materials melted rapidly under the continuous urging of the Nine Netherworld Flames by the sword wind and clouds, and then turned into dozens of ore liquids that emitted pure light.

The liquid state of these ore divine gold has appeared, and Jian Fengyun's eyes suddenly focused slightly, and as soon as his mind moved, dozens of clusters of divine gold liquid were all mixed together.

"What's the matter, he thinks that refining weapons is alchemy, but anyone who has a little common sense of refining weapons knows that refining spiritual weapons can't blend the liquid of these spiritual materials!" Behind the stage, the head of the Huoyuan family, the monarch-level refiner, saw this scene and immediately frowned.

People with common sense of refining tools know that the melting liquid of the ore god gold needs to be slowly shaped one by one, and then carefully put together, if it is directly fused together, the spirit weapon materials refined will be chaotic, without power, and turn into scrap iron, and the heavy will also cause the materials to repel and explode.

The faces of the heads of the major forces on the stage changed slightly at the same time, obviously they all knew some common sense of refining, and Jian Fengyun's approach was not only dangerous for himself, but also for the alchemists and refiners around him.

You must know that the explosion that occurred when the Emperor-level spiritual materials were mixed was no less powerful than the self-explosion of an Emperor-level martial artist.

"Let's take a look first, the ratio of alchemy is a stage for young people, and if we interfere at will, it will be unfair to him to others!" Emperor Yue Xuan frowned, his eyes swept over the sword wind cloud, and seeing that his face was calm, he immediately spoke.

Originally, if such a dangerous situation appeared in the competition, he would definitely stop it immediately, but for some reason, when he saw Jian Fengyun's gaze, he inexplicably had the idea of believing him once.

In the audience, the people watching the battle saw this scene, as if they had blown up the pot.

"Oh my God, Jian Fengyun actually fused the fusion liquid of dozens of emperor-level spiritual materials together, this is simply terrifying!"

"No, Jian Fengyun can't have some extreme thoughts and want to blow everyone up, right?"

For these people's strange voices and strange eyes, Jian Fengyun's face did not change, and the magic trick in his hand was pinched, and the Nine Nether Fire instantly enveloped this mass of liquid mixed with various emperor-level spiritual materials.

The magic formula in Jian Fengyun's hand was pinched rapidly, and a large number of magic runes appeared in his hand, and the runes were all over the sky, as if he was exerting peerless magical powers, which was extremely dazzling.

At the beginning, some people could still see the movements of Sword Fengyun, but after a few minutes, no one could see the movements of Sword Fengyun clearly, and they could only see the phantom shadows and surging rune brilliance in the sky.

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