"Wait, it's my turn now!"

Lin Feng's words made Wang Qiang's laughter stop abruptly, and the eyes staring at Lin Feng revealed three points of disdain and seven points of banter, as if staring at a clown. The pen www.biquge.info is obviously silent, but don't make a loud mockery and mock it.

After Shi Xuanqi saw that he was talking eloquently, there were still people who wanted to try, so he couldn't help frowning, and persuaded him: "Young man, don't you believe the old man's words, but you want to hit your head against the wall?"

"Even a senior foundation building early stage cultivator like Wang Qiang can't refine the thousand-year-old Xuan Ice, as for a cultivation like you in the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, only the Tianjiao of the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect can do it!"

Hearing Shi Xuanqi's suspicion of himself, Lin Feng smiled faintly, and said calmly: "The Nine Dragons Sea is vast and boundless, it is hard to guarantee that there will be strange people and strange things, who said that if it is not the Tianjiao of the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect, it will not be able to refine the thousand-year-old Xuan Ice." ”

"In the world, there are always accidents!"

"So, I still want to give it a try!"

"Well said, having the guts to refine the thousand-year-old Xuanbing is better than a waste who doesn't even dare to try!" Luo Guang smiled coldly, and with a wave of his sleeves, a brand-new thousand-year-old Xuanbing appeared on the tray.

Luo Guang's simple words made Lin Feng frown, because he felt that the other monks looked at him with more hostility.

"Hehe, geniuses are always hostile. If you are not hostile, it can only mean that you are just inconsequential little shrimps!" Lin Feng thought secretly in his heart and walked towards the tray.

The pace was slow, and under the gaze of everyone's suspicious, disdainful, and hostile gazes, Lin Feng held the thousand-year-old Xuan Ice in his hand, and suddenly a piercing chill spread along his arm to his heart, as if it was about to freeze the blood in his whole body.

It's cold!

It's cold!

It's cold!

Lin Feng's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the cold breath on the thousand-year-old Xuan Ice instantly froze his hands and feet numb, and even ice slag appeared on his sideburns.

With this level of cold qi, if it is a monk who has practiced qi below the sixth layer, I am afraid that as soon as it comes into contact, it will be frozen into an ice sculpture, and there is no power to resist.

"Hehe, there is indeed an accident in the world, the first Qi Refining Great Perfection Monk who was frozen into an ice sculpture!" The monk who had long been dissatisfied with Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw Lin Feng standing there, motionless.

"This person is arrogant, he actually dares to compare with the Tianjiao of the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect, and he doesn't measure his strength......"

Before the words fell, Lin Feng moved, and under the control of his divine thoughts, the Xuanyang green qi in his body erupted and fused with the Earth Pole Lotus Fire, forming a wisp of blue-green flame, beating above the palm of his hand.

The moment this wisp of blue-green flame appeared, the temperature in the hall rose sharply, as if from the cold day of Sanjiu, suddenly came to the scorching summer, and the heat wave swept in one after another.

"This kind of spiritual fire...... Does anyone know?" asked a monk suspiciously, with his eyesight, he couldn't tell what kind of flame Lin Feng was cultivating.

"The spiritual fire he casts seems to be somewhat similar to the earth fire. But in terms of power, it is much stronger than earth fire!"

"No, I saw that the spiritual fire faintly had the shadow of the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect, I'm afraid this person is the descendant of the disciples of the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect!" said a gray-haired monk.

Although the disciples of the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect were carefully selected, there was no guarantee that every disciple would achieve something on the path of cultivation and form a golden pill.

Therefore, there are often disciples who have no hope of forming a Dan and leave the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect, establish a family, and spread out. Although the core exercises of the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect cannot be taught, these disciples often use the "Nine Yang Xuandian" as the foundation to create their own exercises, and the spiritual fire they cultivate carries a little shadow of the Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect.

Hearing everyone's speculation, Lin Feng was expressionless, without any answer, and devoted himself to the thousand-year-old Xuan Ice.

The spiritual fire formed by the fusion of Xuanyang Qing Qi and Earth Pole Lotus Fire, although its power is not as strong as that of Earth Pole Lotus Fire, it is also stronger than Wang Qiang's Great Sun Golden Flame.

But it was not easy for him to refine the thousand-year-old Xuanice, because the surface of the thousand-year-old Xuanbing was also forbidden by Luo Guang.

Between his thoughts, the flames in Lin Feng's hands were divided into eighteen strands, each flame seemed to have its own life, twisting in the palm of his hand, or winding, or drilling, or grinding, in different forms, refining this thousand-year-old Xuan Ice.

"What a mysterious means of fire control, it is really amazing that it can control eighteen flames at the same time!"

"I didn't expect this person to actually have a few brushes, we all looked away before!"

"Look at his fire control methods, it shouldn't be an alchemist!"

The monk who was originally disdainful and hostile to Lin Feng suddenly stared at the spiritual fire's every move after seeing this hand fire control technique.

Being able to see with their own eyes such a mysterious method of fire control will also be of great benefit to their future cultivation in fire control.

Wang Qiang looked at Lin Feng's eyes, the previous contempt and disdain suddenly disappeared without a trace, replaced by an incomparably dignified, and even a touch of unconfidence.

He is likely to be replaced by the person in front of him.

Once this thought surfaced, it was as if it had taken root in his mind, and it could not be waved away, and it always lingered in his mind.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

Wang Qiang's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he forcibly tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't do it anyway, only the beads of sweat on his forehead showed the nervousness in his heart at this time.

Tick!

Tick!

The thousand-year-old Xuanbing began to melt, although the speed was not fast, but it was better to be stable and efficient, at least Lin Feng's face was still light-hearted, and there was no trace of the solemnity when Wang Qiang was refining the thousand-year-old Xuanice.

Who's winning and who's losing, it's easy to see at a glance!

After a cup of tea, the thousand-year-old Xuan Ice melted by one-third, which had already equaled Wang Qiang's achievement. But Lin Feng's breathing was steady, and he didn't look like his spiritual power was dead at all.

A quarter of an hour later, more than half of the thousand-year-old ice melted, and the cold water dripped on the ground, forming a small cold pool, and the chill emitted could be felt even if you closed your eyes.

"He's going to make it!"

"He's going to make it!"

Wang Qiang shouted frantically in his heart, an old face twisted because of unwillingness, his fists clenched, the aura in his body was agitated, and he couldn't wait to punch Lin Feng.

But thinking of the ruthless methods that Luo Guang had used before, he suddenly thought carefully about this point in his heart, and the smoke disappeared.

Half an hour later, the thousand-year-old Xuan Ice in Lin Feng's hand disappeared, and was replaced by the Tan Han Pool under his feet.

"It worked!"

"He really succeeded!"

Shi Xuanqi remembered his previous remarks, and his face suddenly became hot.

He's right, there are accidents in this world.