"God, thunder!" Mo Xingzhu, who was busy making Luban No. 7 on the side, looked frightened, and sat down on the ground in fright, running around for a while

A little finger-thick thunderbolt shot at Zhuo Yongfeng.

Jiang Xiaoyu lay lazily on the side, glanced at it obliquely, and then turned his back again, pinching a piece of mud and didn't know what he was tinkering with.

"Poof......" turned out to be pinching a mud ball, throwing it casually, smashing it on the crook of Mo Xingzhu's leg, knocking Mo Xingzhu to the ground, Mo Xingzhu was about to cry: "Old Jiang, it's not authentic, the thunder is coming, you didn't see it!" ”

"Look at the old king. Blind what a hurry. Jiang Xiaoyu said calmly.

Lao Wang is touching flowers and grass on the side...... No, it's playing with flowers and plants, as if the thunder that shot from him has nothing to do with him at all. Of course, in fact, it is true that it has nothing to do with a dime.

After a moment, Lao Wang raised his head: "Don't suffer a few heavenly thunders, don't say that you are mixed with Mr. Qin." ”

"Haha......" Jiang Xiaoyu laughed loudly: "What Lao Wang said is very reasonable!" ”

"Wipe ...... I'm about to be struck by thunder, and you don't say help. Zhuo Yongfeng ran over to Jiang Xiaoyu and slipped into Jiang Xiaoyu's arms.

"Poof!"

The sky thunder, which has its own satellite navigation and targeting system, smashed on Jiang Xiaoyu's head impartially.

"Old Jiang ......" Mo Xingzhu was anxious: "Lao Zhuo, you are too indifferent...... You didn't do that! Old Jiang, are you okay, are you still alive? ”

"Puff puff!"

Jiang Xiaoyu squirted a few mouthfuls of splattered dirt, and smoothed his hair in style, "What's wrong?" What's the hurry, look at it, except for you, who is just as shouting and screaming as you, you look at the old king. ”

Lao Wang said: "Your hairstyle is really good." ”

Jiang Xiaoyu said: "Free perm, do you want one?" ”

Lao Wang smiled: "I don't have a few hairs in total, so don't burn my hair." ”

The thunder hit the top of Jiang Xiaoyu's head, and Jiang Xiaoyu's hair became curly.

But it was clear that Jiang Xiaoyu did not suffer any harm except for the curly hair.

Mo Xingzhu was nervous for a while, and he had a new concept for the cultivation of Zhuo Yongfeng, Jiang Xiaoyu and others.

"Jiang Xiaoyu's cultivation is already terrifying, as his master, Qin Bei's cultivation, tsk......" Mo Xingzhu felt more and more, his choice to leave the Hidden Dragon Bureau and join Qin Bei's command was really a correct choice!

"Old Qin...... It's done. ”

Zhuo Yongfeng held the flying feather scimitar and shouted into the sky.

"Mr. Qin...... I don't know how long you said about waiting for a while? ”

Zhuo Yikai ordered someone to move a chair over, sat opposite Qin Bei, and looked at Qin Bei coldly, his face was not good.

Qin Bei glanced at his watch, and it had been a long time since he threw the scimitar into the space of the mustard ring......

Five minutes long.

But in the mustard ring, there has been no response yet.

According to the comparison of the passage of time inside and outside the mustard ring.

and the speed of Zhuo Yongfeng judged by Qin Bei.

It should have been done.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you six hours, what do you think?" Zhuo Yikai sneered and said, in anyone's eyes, six hours can't be described as "a moment", but for a refiner, six hours of time is simply fleeting, and the refining of a low-grade magic weapon needs to consume three years of time before and after, compared with this time period, six hours, it seems that there is nothing wrong with using the word "moment" to describe it.

Of course, in Zhuo Yikai's mind, six hours is already quite a short time.

"I'll block your retreat first." Zhuo Yikai thought, "You will tell me later, how many days is a moment." ”

"Six hours, six hours can do some hair."

"Don't say six hours, it's sixty hours, six hundred hours, if he can successfully repair that inferior magic weapon, I will eat Xiang live!"

"Get out of here!" Zhuo Yikai is now the most unheard of the four words "low-grade magic weapon", as soon as he heard these four words, he felt a burst of angina, almost, just a little, he can refine a medium-grade magic weapon, and can become a well-deserved refining master!

The crowd roared, and the birds and beasts scattered.

Zhuo Yikai's mood was tumbling, like a roller coaster.

The tumbling mood had just calmed down a little, but he heard Qin Bei say: "No, for six hours, the daylilies are cold, and the live broadcast eats Xiang, and the Xiangxiang can't catch up with the hot one——"

As he spoke, Qin Bei felt the mustard seed ring tremble.

Wipe it on the mustard ring.

Brush!

A brilliant and cold superb treasure knife appeared in Qin Bei's palm!

On the treasure knife, it is integrated, and there is no trace of connection!!

Qin Bei shook his wrist and said, "It's okay, it's repaired...... It's probably the level of a medium-grade magic weapon. ”

"Gah?" Zhuo Yikai's eyes were round in an instant!

Not to mention six hours!

Now, it was only six minutes before Qin Bei put away the flying feather scimitar!

This scimitar is not only repaired as good as ever, but also upgraded to a refining level!!

"No...... No way! Zhuo Yikai's face changed suddenly.

In six minutes, connect a lower-grade magic instrument to make it intact.

By the way, a large number of impurities contained in the lower-grade magic weapon were removed, and a low-grade magic weapon was forcibly upgraded to the level of the middle grade!!

Even if Zhuo Yikai has a big brain, it is difficult to accept this reality!!

Qin Bei flipped the scimitar in his hand and casually slashed at a small tree with a bowl mouth a hundred meters away.

"Boom!"

There was a bang, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

A hundred meters away, the small tree with the thick mouth of the bowl was split in two sections in the center.

"What a strong sword! This, this is enough to have the quality of a medium-grade magic weapon! At this time, even if Zhuo Yikai couldn't believe it, he had to believe it, and his judgment of Qin Bei in his heart had to be raised to a higher level.

"It's only a medium-grade quality ......" Qin Bei pinched the long knife and looked at it, although he didn't know how to refine the weapon, but after all, the inscription master and the refiner were in the same vein, and he still had some experience in the quality of the magic weapon, in Qin Bei's opinion, there was a problem with the selection of the material of this magic weapon, and the material of the meteorite outside the sky was not very good, therefore, it was not easy for Zhuo Yongfeng to refine it into a medium-grade magic weapon, and if he forcibly condensed the high-grade magic weapon, the material of this magic weapon would not be able to withstand so much energy at all, and it would only lead to falling apart.

However, the meaning of the inscription's existence is here. The material of the magic weapon is not allowed to improve the quality, but Qin Bei can carve the inscription without changing the quality of the magic weapon itself, and exert the power that can only be exerted by the high-grade magic weapon, which is also an easy thing for Qin Bei to do.

Thinking of it, he did it, Qin Bei quickly took out the "Xiao Li Flying Knife", and after choosing the appropriate inscription knife, he looked at the flying feather scimitar.

The next moment, Qin Bei moved.

The wrist began to carve the inscription at a speed that was difficult to read with the naked eye.

On this artifact, two inscriptions can be carved.

Can't afford more.

Qin Bei carefully selected, among the many inscriptions, without changing the attack power of the magic weapon, added the "shrinking land" inscription that shortened the distance, and the "Thunderbolt" inscription that increased the speed of the shot, of which the Thunderbolt inscription is an intermediate inscription, and has two buff effects of "swift" and "thunder", which is already quite a good inscription cooperation scheme for this medium-grade magic weapon.

"Whoa." It took Qin Bei five minutes to complete the inscription carving and throw it to Zhuo Yikai.

"This ...... This ......" Zhuo Yikai was stunned and stunned.

There are no words at all that can describe the 10,000-like mood in Zhuo Yikai's heart at this time.

Six minutes!

Repair a low-grade magic weapon and improve the quality to medium-grade!

Four minutes!

The carving of two inscriptions has been completed on the medium-grade magic vessel!!

It only takes ten minutes!

Originally, a mutilated inferior magic weapon, in Qin Bei's hands, had already turned waste into treasure!

Not only does it have a medium-grade quality, but it also has an attack effect that is not weaker than that of a high-grade magic weapon!

"This ...... This inscription can't be fake! ”

Zhuo Yikai muttered to himself, and even wondered if he was still dreaming, otherwise how could he see such an incredible thing in reality, it simply ruined Zhuo Yikai's three views, what kind of outlook on life and values, broken and even scum can't be seen!!

"Just try it." Qin Bei smiled and pointed to a big tree two hundred meters away.

Zhuo Yikai nodded blankly.

This big tree is relatively far away, and without cooperating with the relevant martial arts, it is definitely not within the attack range of a medium-grade magic weapon.

Zoichai took a deep breath and slashed at the tree.

"......"

"Whoa!!"

There was an eerie sound.

On the ground, in an instant, a narrow and long hole with a depth of about half a meter was cut by the flying feather scimitar!

The sword qi is terrifying!

"Boom!" The next moment, there was a bang.

Two hundred meters away, the big tree collapsed with a bang.

From it, he was cut into two pieces by Zhuo Yikai!

"Fluttering ......" several unknown big birds, originally lived on this big tree.

Birds and beasts, like humans, have an innate instinct to be alert to impending danger.

When the sword was still about twenty meters away from the big tree.

The birds had already fluttered up from the tree, and in mid-air, above the canopy of the tree, kept circling.

"Carrara ......"

I thought that I was lucky to escape.

A few big birds clinged to the tree.

But then, at the same time as the tree collapsed, several arcs of lightning separated from the sword.

There was a crackling sound like an arc of lightning.

A few rays of lightning detached from the sword and shot towards the big birds in the middle of the sky.

A few big birds have probably just reacted, and the crisis has arisen and they need to dodge.

And by the time they reacted, it was already too late.

"Crackle!"

After a soft sound, the arc of electric fire hit the big birds, and the breeze came slowly, bringing a smell of barbecue, and all the big birds of Parala fell to the ground, already ripe!

The knife is everywhere, and there is no grass!!

This level of attack, coupled with Zhuo Yikai's own martial arts bonus.

Zhuo Yikai, with the strength of the early stage of foundation building, played against a strong man at the peak of foundation building, and he was confident to fight!

Originally, a relatively ordinary magic weapon, in Qin Bei's hands, actually had a new year! This level of magic weapon, even in the refining Zhuo family, can already be ranked in the ranking of magic weapons refined over the years, and enter the top fifty!