All of a sudden, there were exclamations.

The cheers were full of horror and shock, not even inferior to Chu Tiance's lighting up of the ninth jade grid.

The flame that can refine the ultimate blade of the Xuan Rank is strong and blazing, and every trace and wisp is extremely pure, even if it is a martial artist at the peak of the Shengang Realm, if he is suddenly in the flames, he may be hit hard if he is not careful.

The reason why only three high platforms open such a powerful flame, rather than treating all 36 high platforms equally, is simple.

The vast majority of Xuan-rank high-grade refiners simply couldn't control such a powerful and pure flame.

In previous refining competitions, there were even cases where the top three directly chose ordinary flames, and in the end, there were three top-level fire springs left, and no one dared to choose.

In fact, under normal circumstances, the three top-level fire springs are usually not selected at the same time, and there are often one or two unlucky ghosts, because the jade test is at the bottom, and they are forced to choose the three high platforms in the middle. Of course, it is not difficult to guess the result, a large part of them chose to give up directly, and a small part chose to take risks and try, but all ended in tragic failure.

Among them, there were even refiners whose flames were out of control and were hit hard.

Ning Xuan's hands were sealed, blazing like dragon-like flames, and in an instant, he was like an obedient spirit snake, slowly wrapping around his palm.

Feet slowly stepped on the high platform, and a huge sealing circle rose from the ground.

"Such a strong soul, although it is only a half-step superlative, but this kind of absolute power and fine control is probably not inferior to a real Xuan-level supreme refiner. As long as there is no accident, in a few decades at most, this son will be able to advance to the ground level, and within two hundred years, it will be possible to hit the top grade of the ground level and catch up with the ancestor of the Ning family. ”

"Ning Xuan's talent is more powerful than imagined, and this kind of delicate and strong control is not something that can be obtained by hard practice. ”

"If the ancestor of the Su family can't go further, if he finds a successor in time, two hundred years later, I'm afraid it will be difficult to suppress the Refining Weapon Sect. ”

In the depths of the void, the sound of low discussion was constantly intertwined, and the traces of soul fluctuations were criss-crossed and inextricably linked.

The Top-Grade Refiner Contest is a grand event for the entire Divine Pattern Valley Refining Sect, and the powerful earth-level refiners almost all have a wisp of attention.

Different from the long exclamation, countless high-level refiners hidden in the shadows had different expressions, and most of them sighed slightly.

Ning Xuan's talent is more than everyone expected, coupled with the cultivation of the Ning family at any cost, the future achievements are limitless.

As long as Ning Xuan does not die young, the power of the Ning family will never decline for at least a few hundred years, and there is even hope to go further.

Hang Heyun's eyes flashed, his hands were sealed, and a deep flame suddenly surged out from his palm.

The flames were not red in the ordinary sense, but intertwined with a trace of strange dark blue, and even in the deepest part of the flames, there was a faint touch of black and inky gloom, like a dark spring in the depths of the earth's leylines, flowing slowly.

A low and mournful hiss suddenly sounded, and the deep flames mixed with black and blue colors slowly sank like a giant python spirit snake.

In the next moment, the blazing fire fountain on the high platform actually began to retreat faintly.

It's like a hamster seeing a cat, diffusing a touch of human fear and nervousness.

"This is the origin flame of the Shiyan Giant Python! The kid of the Hang family is actually able to refine the origin of the Shiyan Python!"

A low exclamation sounded from the far end of the high platform, and an old man with a thin figure and a whole body in ink-blue robes suddenly appeared.

"The Shiyan Giant Python is at least a fire-type spirit beast in the True Martial Realm, and Hang Heyun is just a Divine Gang Realm, even with the assistance of the family elders, it is absolutely impossible to refine it. Moreover, the blue of Shi Yan Python's Origin True Fire was deep and pure, and the flames at this time were obviously mixed with a trace of strange black. ”

"Yes, even if the ancestor of the Hang family makes a move, the success rate is very small, and the Hang family will not take risks. ”

The exclamations around the high platform came and went, intertwined with deep shock and deep doubt.

Ning Xuan's strength is clearly visible, and it lies in his delicate and strong control.

And the strange flames stirred in Hang Heyun's hands, the Xuan Rank, and even the ordinary Ground Rank Lower Grade Refiner were all confused.

The refiner of the ink-blue robe stared deeply at the flame in Hang Heyun's palm, his eyes flashed with undisguised desire and envy, and he said in a deep voice: "This flame is definitely the origin flame of the Shiyan Giant Python, the old man has been pursuing the Shiyan Giant Python since he was promoted to the peak of the lower grade of the ground rank, in order to use it as a way to impact the middle grade of the ground rank, and after decades of hard work, it is impossible to be mistaken." ”

As soon as these words came out, several nearby earth-level refiners were silent.

This black-blue robe refiner is extremely famous in the Refining Sect.

Although he was only a low-grade earth-level refiner, his refining level was by no means inferior to that of an ordinary middle-grade ground-level refiner.

The reason why it has not hit the realm for a long time is because the people who are plotting it are huge.

The origin flame of refining the fossil Yan Python can not only be promoted to the middle grade of the ground level in one fell swoop, but also lay the foundation for impacting the upper grade of the ground level.

After a pause, the refiner of this ink-blue robe frowned, and said suspiciously: "This flame seems to have produced some kind of mutation, and it is indeed not a pure Shiyan giant python flame. Perhaps it is this mutation that makes the kid of the Hang family successfully refined, and I have a faint feeling that this mutation does not seem to be a pure weakening mutation. ”

Mutation does not necessarily become stronger.

In fact, the vast majority of mutations are weakened.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and not far from Hang Heyun, a deep iron-blue smoke screen suddenly dispersed.

Xu Wen's hands were sealed, and the trajectory was quite peculiar, and the speed was extremely slow, as if holding a thousand catties of heavy burden, constantly drawing intermittent marks.

The blazing flames, trapped by the iron-blue smoke screen, like flying insects locked by cobwebs, and like tigers and leopards suppressed by the majestic mountains, gradually became sluggish. A stream of iron-blue brilliance, wisps of light, diffused from the deepest part of the flame, and gradually blended with Xu Wen's breath.

"Seeing the light in the heavy, seeing the clever in the clumsy, what a strange technique. ”

Su Zicang's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt rose in his eyes.

"I really can't imagine that this kid has obtained the Iron Mountain Inheritance, no wonder he is so confident, the Iron Mountain Inheritance is suitable for this kid. ”

Ning Gu raised his eyebrows, and a trace of surprise rose in his voice, which immediately turned into a sudden smile.

Seeing Su Pengyun, Su Zicang, and the other disciples beside him with a puzzled expression, Su Feiyan said: "Tie Shan is counted as the same generation as the ancestor, he was blocked from impacting the upper grade of the ground level back then, and left Yuanlong Star to find an opportunity, at that time he had already reached the True Martial Realm, but he was still dead. Before he left, he summarized his life's experience into a book and hid it in the mountains, which was the inheritance of this iron mountain, but he didn't expect it to be this kid's chance. ”

Figures flickered one after another, each descending on the high platform.

In the middle of the thirty-six high platforms, Chu Tiance snorted, his hands were sealed, and his soul was like a sharp sword, suddenly splitting down.

(End of chapter)