The cold voice echoed through the area, and the hearts of all who heard it trembled heavily, and then they took their eyes away from the vortex of flames and landed on the figure standing in the air.

Baptized by everyone's gaze, Qu Feng's face was as usual under the mask, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a cold smile, and he said slowly: "I only say it once, you can watch the process of refining weapons here, and you can also covet spiritual weapons, but if anyone does it, stay here today." ”

After a short silence, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man flew out of the crowd, stood not far from Qu Feng, and sneered: "Hehe, what kind of green onion are you, your tone is not small!"

"Ground Rank Spirit Venerable, the strength is not bad, it seems that you want to snatch the spirit weapon?" Qu Feng said with a light smile.

"So what, you can still kill me?" the middle-aged man smiled contemptuously, although the person in front of him was wearing a mask, he was obviously very young judging by his appearance and voice, and he really didn't care.

"Then you should die. ”

At the moment when the words fell, the terrifying spiritual power instantly swept away from Qu Feng's body, turning into a torrent of energy and surging towards the middle-aged man, and between the lines, even the air was directly torn apart, and a violent whistling sound was heard!

The smile on the middle-aged man's face froze, and the next moment he suddenly came back to his senses, his hands lit up with a dazzling light, and he slapped forward with all his might, and at the same time, his figure quickly burst out backwards!

He knew that he was probably done today

His premonition was very accurate, and the next moment the torrent of energy had completely dispersed his attack, surging and slamming on his body, and before he could even scream, his entire body had already turned into a blood mist in the sky, drifting away with the wind!

It was happening so fast that no one could react, and after a brief silence, the sound of gasping cold air echoed throughout the area, and terrified eyes converged on Qu Feng!

The level of the Earth Rank Spirit Venerable can already be regarded as one of the strongest, but in front of this mysterious man, he can't even make a move, what level of strength is he?!

"Mask man, oh my God, he is the mysterious man who killed the Holy Spirit powerhouse Gu Lang and captured the Scythe of Death!" someone in the crowd exclaimed, and everyone was stunned again!

"Run!"

Some of the less courageous people immediately dispersed and fled, they also had some thoughts about the spirit weapon, but they were still somewhat self-aware, they knew that the existence of the level of the mysterious masked man, with their strength, it was impossible to shake it.

Qu Feng didn't stop them from escaping, the reason why he simply killed the middle-aged man neatly was to form a deterrent, and only by letting these people know their strength could they dispel the idea of taking the treasure.

After the crowd fled, some of them remained, because they were afraid of the strength of the wind, they didn't dare to have the idea of robbing the treasure anymore, they just wanted to watch the process of refining, and they didn't have the intention of driving them away, he was just about to land, but his eyes changed suddenly, and his sharp gaze swept away, and finally landed on a figure not far away!

It was a young man, with an ordinary appearance, slightly red around his eyes, seeing Qu Feng, he smiled coldly, and directly met Qu Feng's gaze, without any evasion and fear in his eyes.

Qu Feng stared at the young man deadly, and the young man was also looking at him, neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere suddenly became solidified.

The reason why Qu Feng paid special attention to this young man was because in the perception of the Holy Soul, this young man gave him a kind of dangerous taste, and with his perception ability, he couldn't even see through the young man's cultivation

Sensing the change in the style, Lian Ye also set his eyes on the young man, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The silence lasted for a long time, and Qu Feng retracted his gaze, and said to himself with a light smile: "It seems that this time is not very easy, if I guess correctly, this guy should be from that organization."

The young man smiled faintly, and also took his gaze back, and fell back on the flame vortex, his eyes surging with a strong greedy fiery color

Because of the deterrence of the music style, the noisy scene gradually subsided, and all that remained in my ears was the sound of energy boiling and whistling, and the eyes of the hanging land still did not move for half a minute, and the flame vortex was still spinning, and everything was the same as before.

A day passed quietly in silence, and there was no distraction in the hanging land, always paying attention to the energy situation of the flame vortex, and when the light on the edge of the sky lit up, he moved!

A strong aura of spiritual power surged out from Hanging Lu's body, accompanied by a scorching flame, which was the power of fire!

I saw that the flames were rapidly entwined and circulated in the air, and then began to condense, and a fireball with a diameter of five meters away slowly formed under the control of the suspended land, suspended in the air, and exuded an astonishing temperature.

"Go!" the shout came from the mouth of the hanging land, and as soon as he pulled it with his empty hand, the fireball immediately shot up the stone platform and rushed into the vortex of flames!

After the fireball was poured in, instead of expanding, the flame vortex quickly shrunk, but as it shrank, the color became more fiery red, and the temperature became more terrifying!

After doing this, Hanging Lu's forehead was already slightly sweaty, but he didn't stop at all, and as soon as he raised his hands, his index finger and middle finger lit up with dazzling light at the same time, and immediately lit up and landed on the flame vortex.

"Boom!"

A strange vibration sound suddenly spread in the air, and after a short time, a vague shadow slowly rose from the flame vortex and appeared in everyone's sight!

It was a pure black illusory shadow, which seemed to have no fixed form, swaying gently like a ghost, and with the swing of the body, bursts of black energy gradually floated out, and with it came a strange and domineering aura!

From this illusory shadow, Qu Feng actually felt a kind of intimacy.

"This should be the soul of the Death Scythe, that is, the spirituality, which seems to be much stronger after tempering. Lian said: "Now that the hanging land has separated the soul, the next step should be the forging of the weapon." ”

Qu Feng nodded in surprise, he never knew that the spirit of the spirit weapon could transform into such a form.

Not far away, the corners of the weird young man's mouth also flashed a grim smile, and he said to himself: "This 'soul' is really strong enough, the three strong spirits are guarding, it seems that this best refiner is not just forging a spirit weapon today, it is really exciting."