Seeing Shen Zhihai suddenly stop and stand silently, everyone was even more puzzled:

"What is he doing?"

"Is the sword in his hand finished?"

"It's not done, that sword doesn't seem to have any power fluctuations at all."

"Could it be that Shen Zhihai actually forged a mortal weapon with no grade?"

"A mortal weapon with no rank? Isn't that a forging failure? ”

Just when everyone was puzzled, Shen Zhihai suddenly moved again.

He concentrated all the strength of his body on the sledgehammer in his hand, and the more power the sledgehammer gathered, the heavier it became.

Time flies.

When Shen Zhihai had concentrated most of his strength on the sledgehammer, a quarter of an hour had passed.

And the sledgehammer in his hand already seems to have a thousand weights.

Shen Zhihai's expression on the surface was very solemn, and his right hand had already raised a big hammer high, and the whole person was raised backwards.

He was slow to move backwards, but as he slammed the sledgehammer forward and down, his whole movement became very fast.

As he swung the sledgehammer in his hand and slammed it into the heavy sword.

Ding——

With a hammer blow, there was a crisp sound from the collision between the sledgehammer and the heavy sword.

The sound seemed to form a sonic attack that dispersed in all directions, silencing the entire audience of monks.

Some of the low-level cultivators were even more shocked by this sound to their eardrums, and their hearts were so shocked that they were so busy that they closed their ears and didn't dare to listen more.

And at the same time as this crisp sound vibrate, the heavy sword in Shen Zhihai's hand immediately seemed to have been stripped of an invisible film, and suddenly there was a treasure blooming.

The golden treasure light spread out along the crisp sound waves, so that the entire martial arts arena was surrounded by the blooming golden light.

The monks bathed in this golden light could clearly feel an invisible weight enveloping them.

At this moment, the heavy sword in Shen Zhihai's hand had changed from a mortal weapon with no grade to a medium-grade magic weapon.

By this time, much of the incense on the censer had been burned.

From Shen Zhihai standing silently to the time he slammed down the blow, it happened that a full quarter of an hour had passed, and there were only two quarters of an hour left in the alchemy competition.

At this time, Shen Zhihai has not stopped.

The power in his body was condensed on the sledgehammer again.

Then he threw himself back again.

This time the sledgehammer in his hand seemed to be much heavier than the last time, making his whole body stand even harder.

Everyone on the field watched Shen Zhihai's movements intently, and no one made any sound.

Whew-

As Shen Zhihai pulled the sledgehammer down, there was a whistling sound.

Ding——

With another heavy hammer smash, the heavy sword changed again, and the golden light on its body became more brilliant, dazzling and dazzling.

In the golden light, everyone only felt that the invisible weight was a little more.

The grade of the heavy sword has been improved again, and it has become a high-grade magic weapon.

This top-grade magic weapon has already caught up with the meniscus knife of Yu Chu of the Hidden God Sect.

By this time, a full quarter of an hour had passed.

In another quarter of an hour, the incense in the incense burner will be burned out, and the time for the alchemy competition will come.

But at this time, Shen Zhihai's movements have not stopped.

"The heavy sword in Shen Zhihai's hand is already a top-grade magic weapon, and he still wants to continue forging it!"

"According to my understanding of Shen Zhihai, after he hammers it down this time, he will definitely make that heavy hammer the best magic weapon!"

"The best magic weapon, that's the best magic weapon!"

"But if the time just passes, even if the heavy sword in his hand can become the best magic weapon, then Wanyan Sect will be considered defeated."

Everyone on the field was communicating with each other, and they didn't shout.

Everyone looked at Shen Zhihai tightly, just as Shen Zhihai tightly put his mind on the sledgehammer in his hand.

When he condensed all the power in his body onto the sledgehammer, Shen Zhihai leaned back again, and the posture of the whole person was even more exaggerated.

He raised the sledgehammer in his hand high, as if it had bent his whole body backwards.

And his movements were very slow and slow, as if he was under great pressure, and his face turned red.

Whew-

The sledgehammer was swept forward by him again, and the whole process was slow.

When the sledgehammer struck down, the movement became fast again.

Ding——

Another crisp sound shook, and suddenly a brilliant golden light rose into the sky.

And that golden light covered Elder Shen's figure, causing everyone on the field to feel a heavy coercion.

Buzz –

The heavy sword actually broke free from Elder Shen's control directly, soared into the sky, and hung in the air.

At this moment, the heavy sword was suddenly upgraded to a level again, becoming the ultimate magic weapon.

And at this time, the incense on the incense burner happened to burn out.

"The sword is finished!"

"This, this magic weapon is, it is ......"

"It's the best magic weapon! Shen Zhihai was able to forge a superb attack magic weapon in such a short period of time! ”

In the amazement of everyone, the disciples of Wanyan Sect cheered in unison.

Because at this moment, Shen Zhihai had already won this alchemy competition.

In the first game of this big competition, Wan Yanzong won.

Lu Yan in the audience looked at the audience in a daze, and looked at her precious heavy sword.

A great surprise came over her, moistening her eyes and choking her throat.

That's her sword!

Her sword has become the ultimate magic weapon!

Fortunately, Li Jiu gave her a sinking meteorite in time, and fortunately, her sword could be reforged by Elder Shen.

Today is not only the day her sword was reforged into the ultimate magic weapon, but also the day when Wan Yanzong won the alchemy competition.

At this time, there was only one voice in Lu Yan's heart: "Great!" That's great! My sword, my sword......"

I didn't want to think of this time, but someone on the field suddenly exclaimed:

"Look, it's the clouds!"

"There are clouds in the sky that are rapidly condensing!"

"Is it a fellow Daoist whose cultivation is about to break through?"

On the audience's seat, watching the rapid condensation of the heavenly clouds, Shi Yao couldn't help but remember what Elder Shen had said to her with excitement and regret:

"When the disciple was forging this heavy sword that day, it seemed that a cloud of calamity was about to condense in the sky! But it's just a little bit! It's just a little bit ......."

Thinking of Elder Shen's regretful and heartbroken appearance, Shi Yao refocused his eyes on Elder Shen, who was shrouded in golden light in the audience, and said in his heart:

"Today, this cloud of calamity has taken shape."

Thank you all for voting:

Zheng is good, day lazy lazy 123, Lin Zhi, 20210728070251040, 20180720000851748, 150723073551631, plain clothes are cool, the tip of the pen is dipped in ink (yes, it's me, hee hee ~), Lord Natsume, half summer, half a year old sunset, Chi Yu don't forget, let's take a look, 20210728070251040, show off the watermelon to see the scenery, chat and talk about death, 20230511123258402, can you say goodbye? ,Happy ^_^ Only,Lonely Shadow Liang Gardenia,20210923144438673,20211003213829496,qingshanwx,Fengshen _AC,Moon Black Wind High A,Dawn in the morning glow,Lei Shen,Carouselling,Mo Qingliumeng,Breeze sweeps the bamboo,Micro V I 50 (this name is good,I also like it,Hee hee~),Dharma ancient smoke,Old book fans,Gangster boss,Waiting for the constellation, 20210728070251040, the end of the fate, Yasta, 20230303234244062, Song Gongming, 吽吽吽, yolo, sauce explosion←_←, 20230504124001188, Bamboo Spirit Fire, Binjiang East Lake, Pajamas, One-size-fits-all 1956, Schelt, Yinzong 1, I want to see the genuine (I hope everyone can see the genuine, promise me, okay!) ), Huang Chongming, love into memories, 131012111649417, (can't write...)

(End of chapter)