The Phantom Dust Divine Dragon is nowhere to be seen, and with Chen Zifeng's current status, it is very difficult to see the Phantom Dust.

Therefore, in these days, Chen Zifeng asked Gu Wanli to help explore the news about Phantom Dust, after all, Gu Wanli is also a caster, although he has only learned some fur, but it is much better informed than Chen Zifeng, an outsider. Besides, Gu Wanli has been mixed up in Gefeng County, so he is also very sensitive to some news.

"Where?" Chen Zifeng asked.

"In the square in front of Wanbaoxuan, many people are gathering there to join in the fun!" Gu Wanli said.

"Okay, let's go over and take a look!" Chen Zifeng said, then turned his head to Lin Die and said, "Die'er, do you want to go together!"

"Okay! I like to be lively!" Lin Die jumped up happily.

And let Gu Wanli see Lin Die's movements in his eyes, his throat moved, and he swallowed his saliva, only Chen Zifeng could make this girl so intimate.

These days, Gu Wanli has not been a little naughty bully of Lin Die, so when he saw Lin Die, he also had a little itchy scalp

In front of the Manva Xuan is a huge square, and in the center of the square there is a large platform.

At this time, an old man on the stage was sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and recuperating, with a hermit demeanor. In front of the old man, there was a huge stove, and a raging fire burned in the furnace. The fire thundered in the furnace from time to time.

And next to the stove, a piece of spiritual weapons that exuded powerful fluctuations were neatly arranged on a table.

In the square, it was already crowded with people, and there were crowds of people, all of whom came here to join in the fun. Everyone's eyes looked at the spiritual weapon on the table next to the stove, and their eyes were extremely fanatical, but they didn't snatch it because of brain fever.

They clearly knew how powerful this caster's realm was, and just now he single-handedly flew a martial artist at the lower level of the Xuanyang Realm, which was enough to prove that the strength of this caster was extraordinary.

As for the spiritual artifacts on the table, they were the work of this caster. It is also a big word, and the lottery head of the competition with the powerful casters in Gefeng County.

At this moment, a middle-aged man squeezed out of the crowd, walked onto the stage, arched his hand at the old man on the stage, and said, "I am extraordinary, I want to try one or two with my predecessors!"

"You're no match for me, go down!" the old man said lightly, still with his eyes closed.

"Senior!" the middle-aged man's face changed slightly.

"Go down!" the old man shouted, and then the powerful momentum on his body was released.

"Hmph!" Bufan waved his sleeves, snorted coldly, and walked off the stage. This middle-aged man is only the strength of the upper level of the spirit realm, but because he has a bit of talent in casting, he is also a little popular in Gefeng County. When he saw these spiritual weapons, he was very moved and wanted to make a move, but the old guy ignored him.

However, because the old guy's strength was extremely strong, the middle-aged man named Extraordinary also swallowed his broken teeth into his stomach.

"This old guy is too rampant, isn't he?

"Hmph, I guess he's afraid that he will defeat him, and he's afraid of losing face!"

"Also, Bu Fan is a master caster, I think this old guy can only be domineering by virtue of his own strength. I'm afraid that I am afraid that Bufan will defeat him, so I threaten Bufan with force!"

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, but most of them were belittling this old man, after all, the provocation of outsiders made them have some anger on their faces.

However, hearing everyone's discussion, the old man didn't care, continued to close his eyes and recuperate, and sat cross-legged.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that our Gefeng County had an uninvited guest, and my Tian wanted to ask for advice!"

At this moment, a burst of laughter sounded from outside the crowd, and then, the crowd made way for a middle-aged man with gorgeous clothes and a bit of majesty walked in.

When the middle-aged man walked in, there was an uproar in the crowd.

"Oh my God, Master of Wind and Rain, how did he appear!"

"Master Fengyun is one of the top ten casters in Gefeng County, so he can't get used to this old guy's rampage!"

"I remember that Master Fengyun often forges weapons for the four major families! this time even Master Fengyu is going to make a move, is this old guy really capable of something!"

Master Fengyu's real name is Tian Tong, and his reputation in Gefeng County is also very great, and he has refined a lot of spiritual weapons for the four families, which is deeply valued by the four major families. Even, even the optimus stick in Yang Yan's hand was from this person's hand.

Everyone once again turned their eyes to the old man sitting on the stage, but at this time, there was a little more solemnity in his disdainful eyes, which allowed Master Fengyu to take action personally, thinking that this old guy was also extraordinary in terms of casting.

The wind and rain passed through the crowd and came to the front of the stage, and then jumped on the big platform, and then arched his hand and said to the old man: "In the wind and rain, come and ask for advice!"

"You're worth my shot!" The old man slowly opened his eyes, and when the old man opened his eyes, everyone could see that the old man's eyes were extremely deep, making people completely unable to see through them.

"Please!" Fengyu made a gesture of please.

"Old rules!" the old man's figure moved, and he quickly came to the stove on the stage.

There are fights between warriors, and there are competitions between casters.

The fighting between the warriors is inspiring. The competition of the casters is relatively monotonous, that is, within an hour, whoever can refine the strongest spirit weapon will be the winner.

However, the caster's competition was a bit boring, but it was very exciting at this time.

The shouts are like waves, surging over, but all the shouts are cheering for the wind and rain.

"Good!" Fengyu nodded, and then a huge furnace appeared in front of him.

Casting can be contested between casters using different casting furnaces, just like different weapons are used between warriors.

As soon as the furnace was taken out by the wind and rain, a fire was lit, and the flames in the furnace quickly became stronger.

And when the two were ready, a teenager jumped up from the crowd on the big stage, the boy was holding an hourglass, and then he glanced at the two people who were competing, poured the hourglass up, and shouted, "The game is on!"

When the young man shouted, the wind and rain and the old man both made a move.

I saw that the two of them kept moving, and countless treasure materials were poured into the casting furnace one after another.

Generally speaking, the refining of a high-grade spiritual weapon takes a very long time, as little as no less than three or four hours, and as much as even a day or two. Therefore, it is quite difficult for two people to refine spiritual weapons in just one hour.

Moreover, it is still necessary to refine a spiritual weapon that is more powerful than the opponent, and you can imagine how difficult it is.

Both of them were standing in front of the furnace, sitting cross-legged, and when the caster was refining the spiritual weapon, he had to override his soul in order to control the materials in the furnace.

It can be said that every caster is a martial artist with an extremely powerful soul. The reason why it is said to be a warrior is because when refining spiritual weapons, spiritual power is needed to maintain the strength of the flames in the furnace.

The competition between the two men silenced the noisy square, and everyone looked at the calcined materials in the furnace with envy.

And in one corner of the crowd, the three figures also set their eyes on the two contestants.

These three people are naturally Chen Zifeng and the others, and Chen Zifeng at this time also looked at the two with envy. As for Gu Wanli, his eyes are fanatical, and the competition between powerful casters is also huge for him, a rookie.

As for Lin Die, she smiled happily, and whenever she saw some wonderful pictures, she would jump up excitedly, causing the surrounding crowd to cast their eyes on her. Of course, seeing such a lovely girl, those people naturally have no sense of blame.

Time passed minute by minute, and the fine sand in the hourglass was about to run out.

"Up!"

At this moment, the wind and rain whispered, and then the figure stood up, stretched out his hands forward, and there was a crackle in the furnace, and then a sword appeared in everyone's eyes.

The sword weapon is extremely exquisite, and there is a sharp aura exuding from its blade, which makes the onlookers feel a little afraid.

"What a powerful sword!" said a man with some knowledge of spiritual weapons.

"It's worthy of being a master of wind and rain, look at how that old guy wins this time!"

However, at this moment, there was a loud bang, and the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

The figure of the old man stood up, the furnace shook violently, the flames burned violently, and a sword shadow flew out of the furnace.

Sou!

The momentum was horizontal, and the Dao Dao sword shadow flashed in the air.

When Fengyu saw this scene, he was slightly stunned at first, and then bent down at the old man and said, "Senior, I lost in the next place!"