The Great Elder staked his own future, and the monks of the Lingtai looked bitter, knowing that they could not stop it, so they could only let it go.

The Great Elder's unconditional trust moved Zhang Ye very much, but he took the amethyst bottle, frowned and said, "It's a little bit worse, barely usable." ”

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks of the Lingtai who had died down scolded again: "Zhang Ye, I warn you not to kick your nose in the face!"

"If you fail the Great Elder's trust, I won't be the first to spare you!"

The Blood God Sect had been watching jokes, and the Blood God Sect elder was surprised when he saw Li Rulong handing over the Transformation Water to Zhang Ye: "Li Rulong, aren't you ready to take refuge in my Blood God Sect?

"Elder, maybe after the metamorphosis water is quenched, it will become the best magic weapon? After all, washing is healthier!"

"The best magic weapon, laugh at me, if Zhang smelts the best magic weapon, I will eat three catties of Niu Xiang!"

I don't know who mentioned the legend of the best magic weapon, and the Blood God Sect laughed even louder.

"You guessed it? Then I won't sell it. Zhang Ye smiled faintly, pulled out the fiery Tang knife, opened the amethyst bottle, and a water with abundant spiritual energy tightly wrapped the Tang knife, making a clattering sound.

The monks of the Lingtai showed pity on their faces, turned into water, and it was all wasted. And the Blood God Sect laughed heartily, not paying attention to Zhang Ye's words at all.

Shrouded in white mist, colorful brilliance burst out, and the voices of regret and ridicule came to an abrupt end.

Yu Wenhua has been closing his eyes to recuperate because of the extra energy consumption of refining spiritual weapons, but at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and said in panic: "How is it possible!"

The mist dissipated, and Tang Dao finally revealed its true face of Lushan, hissing......

This was the sound of everyone gasping, because they saw that what Zhang Ye was holding in his hand seemed to be not a knife, but a rainbow in the sky!

But the most surprising thing is that the grade of this knife is no longer a top-grade magic weapon, and the power it exudes undoubtedly proves its identity as a top-grade magic weapon!

The best magic weapon, which only exists in the legendary magic weapon, is the ultimate magic weapon, for ten thousand years, even in the strongest middle domain, no one can forge the best magic weapon!

The Great Elder stroked his beard, and as expected, he laughed heartily, cool, so cool, he hadn't experienced the thrill of counterattack for many years!

The Blood God Sect had previously squeezed Zhang Yeneng to forge a superb magic weapon, but he didn't expect it to become a prophecy, and slapped himself fiercely one by one.

And the Lingtai monks all showed shame on their faces, they questioned Zhang Ye before, and even slandered Zhang Ye, and they kept dragging their feet. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ye was neither angry nor impatient, hammer after hammer, and forcibly created a superb magic weapon.

Only Huang Dou, who was in the top ten, silently supported Zhang Ye, and at this moment he couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted excitedly: "Zhang Ye!"

The monks were worried that they didn't know how to vent their excitement, so they roared with Huang Dou: "Zhang Ye! Zhang Ye ......"

The entire ancient land was reverberating with Zhang Ye's name, and Han Ling'er looked at Zhang Ye with admiration, this man can always create miracles.

Zhang Ye suddenly turned his head and looked at Han Ling'er, which made Han Ling'er's face turn red, and he hurriedly avoided his gaze, Zhang Ye said, "Without your help, I can't forge the best magic weapon." ”

"Han Ling'er! Han Ling'er!" the monks howled and began to call out Han Linger's name.

Han Ling'er was a little frightened, she was in charge of the fire, but she didn't expect Zhang Ye to give her this glory, but when she heard the shouts of the monks, at this moment, she felt that she was the happiest girl in the world.

Han Ling'er looked at Zhang Ye with affection, which made Zhang Ye also very excited, but at this moment, the Great Elder suddenly stood in front of Zhang Ye and pointed at himself with a look of jealousy.

Zhang Ye came back to his senses and said solemnly: "Of course, there is also the strong support of the Great Elder!"

The monks began to shout again: "Great Elder! Great Elder!"

The Great Elder squinted his eyes, enjoying it extraordinarily.

Zhang Ye looked at the Lingtai monk: "It is also inseparable from the help of everyone present. ”

Zhang Ye repaid his grievances with virtue, which made the Lingtai monks grateful, and they swore a poisonous oath one after another, if anyone dares to speak ill of Boss Zhang in the future, they will fight with him!

The monks shouted their names, and then laughed and laughed, and many of them cried again.

Previously, the Blood God Sect had refined a spirit weapon, and they were worried, but Zhang Ye had refined a top-grade magic weapon, which was enough to resist the suppression of the Blood God Sect's equipment in the future.

So, it's tears of joy.

The Blood God Sect Elder's face was bruised, and he opened his mouth and reprimanded: "What are you happy about, a magic weapon is a magic weapon, and what my Blood God Sect refines is a spiritual weapon, so you lost!"

"It's true that we are competing for the grade, but how can the best magic weapon be simply counted as a magic weapon?

The Great Elder's words are reasonable, the best magic weapon, that is the ultimate in the realm of magic weapons, in terms of power, comparable to or even more than ordinary low-grade spiritual weapons. It's like the strongest child who can beat the weakest adult.

Moreover, in today's spiritual world, there are no superlative magic weapons in the world, only a few superlative magic weapons handed down from ancient times have been collected by several top sects, and they are not willing to show them easily. This makes the status of the best magic weapon rise, and it is recognized that the grade of the best magic weapon is slightly higher than that of the lower grade spirit weapon.

"Old puppet, I don't care what you say, spiritual weapons are more powerful than magic weapons!" the Blood God Sect elder began to play tricks.

"The grade of the best magic weapon is higher than that of the lower grade spirit weapon, and it is clearly recorded in the "Outline of the Spirit Realm!" The Great Elder argued.

The elders of the two sects fought over each other, and neither of them would let anyone.

At this time, Yu Wenhua suddenly said: "The inferior spirit weapon is powerful, or the best magic weapon is powerful, let them fight and you will know." ”

The Blood God Sect elder slapped his head: "Yes, old horseman, how about letting the two magic swords compete?"

The Great Elder frowned, if he used Zhang Ye's top-grade magic weapon, he would be able to defeat the lower-grade spirit weapon one hundred percent, but if the two magic swords were allowed to fight each other with their own might, the loss of the top-grade magic weapon would be greater.

After all, spiritual weapons have spirits, and no matter how powerful the best magic weapons are, no one will command them, so they will suffer a lot.

Zhang Ye took out the seal and stamped it on the colorful Tang knife: "Compare to whom, who is afraid of whom?"

The best magic weapon is already incomparably powerful, and with Zhang Ye's seal, if you increase the power by one percent, you don't have to be afraid of the inferior spirit weapon at all.

"Zhang Ye, are you sure?" Although the Great Elder trusted Zhang Ye, he was still a little worried, after all, among the inferior spirit weapons, there was a Jindan Realm instrument spirit.

Zhang Ye nodded: "I name this knife, Blood God Buster, are you still afraid that a low-grade spirit weapon will not succeed?"

The Great Elder was speechless for a while, Zhang Ye was really a famous cancer, but out of his trust in Zhang Ye, he opened his mouth to the Blood God Sect: "Then let you lose convincingly!"

"Hmph, it's you who are convinced!" The Blood God Sect elder received the transmission of Yu Culture, saying that his inferior spirit weapon would definitely be able to defeat Zhang Ye's best magic weapon, so the Blood God Sect elder was full of confidence.

Yu Wenhua sacrificed the ghost head knife and looked at Zhang Ye: "Hundreds of treasures, mixed together, even if it is a top-grade magic weapon, it is just a top-grade magic weapon with a vain name, and it can't beat the lower grade spirit weapon at all." I will remember that there was a man named Zhang Ye who was defeated by my men. ”

Although Yu Wenhua was surprised by the birth of the best magic weapon, he thought that Zhang Ye just relied on hundreds of heavenly and earth treasures to force out a superb magic weapon, which was useless and embroidered pillows.

"What's your name?" Zhang Ye asked knowingly.

Yu Wenhua's face darkened, he knew that Zhang Ye was deliberately provoking, and he didn't bother to answer, but the ghost head knife in his hand rose to the sky.

The spirit weapon has all kinds of magic, such as this ghost head knife, which grows in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it becomes a giant gate more than ten zhang long, exuding black energy.

The black qi gradually condensed and formed, and a green-faced and fanged demon could be vaguely seen, it was the instrument spirit that had been sealed before, it held the ghost head knife in its hand, looked up to the sky and roared, and for a while, the wind and clouds changed color.

This is only the power of the spirit weapon itself, and the horror is so terrifying that the monks gasp in unison.

The knife in Zhang Ye's hand seemed to feel a provocation, as the so-called one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, the Tang knife came out of his hand, like a rainbow, slashing towards the behemoth demon.

The demon held the ghost head knife in his hand, moved quickly, and slashed at the flying supreme magic weapon, with a thunderous roar, the evil ghost retreated for several miles.

Tang Dao stood still, exuding a colorful treasure light, and in the first encounter, Tang Dao was obviously in an advantageous position.

Yu Wenhua frowned: "Immovable as a mountain, the characteristics of the earth's foundation stone?"

The evil ghost roared angrily, stepped on the clouds and ran back, slashing down, as if the sky was collapsing, the colorful Tang knife suddenly flashed, disappeared into shape, and the evil ghost split the air, looking for the figure of the Tang knife in a hurry.

Even the monks on the ground were puzzled, where did Zhang Ye's knife go?

At this moment, Tang Dao suddenly appeared behind the evil ghost, as if a long rainbow pierced the sun, piercing through the evil ghost in one fell swoop.

"Shadowless and formless, this is the characteristic of Dream Sand?" Yu Wenhua frowned.

The evil ghost was pierced and howled in pain, but apparently did not hurt the vital point, but instead stretched out the ghost hand and grasped the best magic weapon.

"Oops!" The Lingtai monks were shocked, when fighting, they were most afraid that the magic weapon would fall into the hands of others, so they would be restrained by others, not to mention, this was the battle of the magic weapon itself, and no one controlled it.

Yu Wenhua was still a little worried, but now he breathed a sigh of relief: "The best magic weapon, but that's it!"

But before he finished speaking, he saw that the ghost hand emitted a red light, as if cooking meat with hot oil, making a snorting sound, and the evil ghost howled in pain, and threw out the best magic weapon.

"Subduing demons and subduing demons, this is the characteristic of the monk's relics!" Yu Wenhua finally couldn't calm down, his face was frightened, Zhang Ye said that he would smelt hundreds of treasures into one and complement each other, Yu Wenhua still didn't believe it, but he didn't expect that Zhang Ye really did it, what a terrifying forging process this is?

As for the best magic weapon, it has the performance of hundreds of treasure materials, and it has no defects, and it will be invincible!

The more Yu Wenhua thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, and hurriedly shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze, make a trick!"

Everyone frowned, and said that let the magic weapon compete by itself, Yu Wenhua reminded the machine spirit that it had exceeded the rules.

But everyone didn't have time to denounce, only to see that the evil ghost weapon spirit, grabbing the ghost head knife, suddenly circled, and the speed became faster and faster, like a black mist, entangled the best magic weapon to death.

The colorful Tang knife flashed left and right, and it couldn't break through at all.

The hearts of the Lingtai monks were hanging, the magic weapon was really not as good as the spiritual weapon?