Seeing everyone's eyes fall on him, Mu Jin smiled helplessly: "The other party is an immortal-level refiner, I am only a ninth grade, in terms of rank, I am a step behind, how can I break the siege of this mecha beast." ], wonderful free reading without pop-ups! I can only throw my mechmon to stall for time and distract from the attack. ”

The Nine Rank Refiner has limited contact and what he can learn, and the cultivation realm is not the immortal realm, and there are no things in the immortal realm for him to learn.

In contrast, he is a high school student, the other party is a college student, he is a high school student, how can he solve the problem of a college student?

There is no solution to this question.

"So, you're out of the question?" Lu Yi looked disappointed, looking at the mecha beasts and monsters outside the enchantment, and was unwilling: "These monsters can't be killed or burned, and they are no different from invincible." ”

They were already very close to the second dragon vein.

But it can only stop there, and there is a possibility of losing life.

"In this world, nothing is invincible, if the refiner can refine something invincible, the refiner would have dominated the world a long time ago, instead of being reduced to a deputy position." Mu Jin lowered his eyes and waved his sleeves, quite like a prince and general.

Compared with the frivolous Mu Jin, this kind of Mu Jin made Ye Rose blush, and lowered her head a little ashamed.

"It would be nice if there was a copy of "Refining the World"." Mu Jin sighed: "I've been looking for that book of "Refining the World" all my life, but unfortunately I found nothing. ”

Yin Wushuang's temples jumped, and the instrument was refined...... World? Why is she so familiar?

In the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring, the brocade-haired treasure hunting mouse ran fast, dragging a yellowed book out, and the words "refining the world" were written on the book.

Throwing the book to the ground, the brocade-haired treasure hunting mouse stuck in his waist, and his tone was quite disgusted: [Woman, you are not only familiar, you just have this book "Refining the World", okay? 】

At the beginning of the Northern League, Yin Wushuang bravely broke through several levels in order to resurrect the scepter, one of which was the labyrinth.

The Spirit of the Earth and "Refining the World" were both obtained in the labyrinth.

[Stupid human, your memory is really low. The tone of the earth spirit was the same as always, until it was slapped flat by Yin Huo's palm,

pinched the earth spirit that was flattened, and Yin Huo showed a kind smile on his face: [The master is an alchemist, not a refiner, how can he remember "Refining the World"? Do you think that the master eats, sleeps, sleeps and eats like you, and doesn't have to worry about the major affairs of the two worlds? 】

There are more than disputes, constant contradictions, and crises, and the master can't even have time to cultivate, how can she remember the "Instrument Refining World" that is useless to her?

This earth spirit, I'm afraid I don't know how to write the word death.

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When several people in the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring were talking, outside the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring, Lu Yi's eyes changed: "Mu Jin, do you mean the "Instrument Refining World" that all refiners dream of?" It is said that "Refining the World" has been cremated along with the god-level refiner. ”

"I know." Mu Jin nodded, of course he knew this legend, but whether the legend was a legend or what the truth was, he could only verify it himself.

As a refiner, he has not given up the search for "Refining the World", and he will not ...... in the future If only he could get out.

"The most powerful thing about "Refining the World" is that it records the weaknesses of different levels of refiners, and this book is not only what refiners fear the most, but also what refiners want the most." Mu Jin said lightly: "If there is that book, I can find out the weakness of this trap beast, so I can leave here, but it's a pity that ......"

Before the words were finished, except for Yin Wushuang, everyone showed a look of regret.

"It's not a pity." Yin Wushuang's consciousness moved, and he took out the yellowed book and handed it to Mu Jin: "It just came in handy." ”