In the splendid imperial city, in the secret room of the temple of the god of instruments, on top of a magnetic furnace, the blazing flames seemed to scorch the air completely, and above the magnetic furnace, a mass of brown liquid rotated in an orderly manner.

Before the magnetic furnace, it was a young man who controlled the flames, his eyes were fixed on the blazing flames in front of him, and he tried his best to control the stability of the flames, but even so, the irritable energy contained in the blazing flames still made the young man seem difficult to control!

Suddenly, there was a sudden snorting sound in the originally extremely quiet secret room, followed by the sound of a whirring wind, and I saw that above the magnetic furnace, the red flame that had been extremely controlled suddenly became irritable, and it was actually a strange thing that was about to explode!

The young man in front of the flame was a little surprised by the sudden appearance of the flame, and his forehead was also covered with sweat, but after all, this young man was not panicked, and under the control of his strength, his changing handprint, in the blazing flames, seemed to suddenly let out a low dragon moan!

The dragon's groan was not too loud, but at the moment when this sound was generated, the solemn middle-aged man who had been watching the young man nodded rarely, showing a rare hint of appreciation.

Half an hour later, the young man changed his handprint again, slowly closing the momentum, at the same time, the blazing flame was slowly put away, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, he was actually weak, and almost fell down, fortunately, the blindfolded eyes who had been guarding behind the young man were quick, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the young man, and asked softly: "Young master, are you okay?"

The young man was naturally the young master of the Gu Yin Dynasty's Instrument Temple, Beigong Yu slowly shook his head, indicating that there was nothing serious.

Not far away, Beigong Tian, the main hall master of the Instrument God Temple, coughed lightly and said, "Yes, this time, the control of the Blue Dragon Flame is much stronger than before, but when the handprint is converted, it is still a little indecisive enough!"

Beigong Yu rarely heard a sentence of "good" from his father's mouth, and he felt flattered, you must know that he, an iron-faced father, rarely praises himself.

Beigong Tian slowly walked to the refining platform, looked at the porcelain furnace that was already empty, and continued: "This competition is the first time that my dignified instrument temple has used the relationship, and I got the title of the competition before the competition, and if I say it, I am afraid it will make the world laugh off the big teeth! I will hand over the Green Dragon Flame to you to use again, if you can't win against that young man in this way, you really can't say it!"

Beigong Yu's face also showed an ugly look when he heard this, his father was right, it was indeed embarrassing, but when he thought of that stinky boy from the Oak Empire, Beigong Yu gritted his teeth with hatred, and wanted to break Danxuan's body into pieces.

Behind Beigong Yu, Meng Cang, who had been silent, raised his head and glanced at the master of the Instrument God Temple with a gloomy face, but he also felt a ridiculous feeling in his heart, the dignified Gu Yin Dynasty's Instrument God Temple, in the face of a young man from the country of mole ants, he also needed to use such a means to be sure to defeat that young man, if outsiders listened to it, it was indeed enough to make people laugh off their big teeth!

"Father, don't worry, I must let that kid lose face, and in front of thousands of people, regain the prestige of my Instrument Temple!" Beigong Yu looked at Beigong Tian's gloomy back and said firmly.

Beigong Tian turned around slowly, walked towards the secret room, and only said when he walked in front of the stone gate: "You'd better be like this......"

In the splendid imperial city, in a courtyard near the Danwang Palace, Dan Xuan sneezed fiercely, and said a little inexplicably: "This is the third sneeze today, does anyone miss me?"

Beside Dan Xuan, Fu Hanyao snorted, pinched the soft flesh on Dan Xuan's waist fiercely, looked angry, and said angrily: "What, do you want that woman to miss you?"

Dan Xuan grinned when he was pinched, but he couldn't say a word.