"Senior Brother Xiong's next competition is probably a little difficult. Xu Qingge said, "However, it is very good that Senior Brother has been able to hold on until now, what is lacking more than the rest of the refiners is time, experience and spiritual power, and in time, Senior Brother will definitely be able to surpass them." ”

"Yes, Xiong Daoyou can become an eighth-order refiner at a young age, which is not much better than Dongfang Zhenjun's age. Yang Chenxi said, "Let's go, let's go and say hello to Xiong Daoyou." ”

Xu Qingge also saw that Senior Brother Xiong's mood was a little low, he was afraid that two of the other four had refined the eighth-order high-grade magic weapon, and Senior Brother Xiong was a person who was strong when he was strong, and he should be hit by some blows this time.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Xiong for becoming an Eighth-Order Refiner. ”

"But I don't have any confidence in the next game. Xiong Chumo clearly knows his ability.

"Senior Brother Xiong is already very good, I believe that if you give you another ten years, you will be even more powerful than them. Xu Qingge patted Xiong Chumo on the shoulder and encouraged.

"It's me who is too eager for quick success. With Xu Qingge's encouragement and comfort, Xiong Chumo's mentality was better this time, and he also believed that he could become a ninth-order or even innate refiner in the future.

During the ninth-order refining competition, although Xiong Chumo was not confident, he still competed, and he still wanted to challenge it and accumulate some valuable experience by the way.

Soon, Xiong Chumo was eliminated along with the failure of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance's Weekly Stop Refiner, and there were still Dongfang Shuo and two other refiners from the Hidden Family left in the field.

"This hidden family is so powerful, I wonder if Dongfang Zhenjun can win the first place?"

"yes, two-for-one, the odds are too small. ”

"I believe in the true monarch of the East. ”

"Alas, I didn't see that one of them was on a par with Dongfang Zhenjun. ”

The audience began to worry about whether Dongfang Zhenjun could win the competition, after all, this is a matter of Wulu's face, and at this moment they are extremely united, and there is no dispute between the various sects.

......

The faces of the powerhouses of the five continent sects on the observation deck were also ugly, if they were to win the first place by the hidden family this time, then they would all have no light on their faces, and even Pei Ran put aside his prejudices and always paid attention to the competition in the field.

Everyone else was concerned about whether Dongfang Shuo could win, only Ke Wanqing looked at Senior Brother's increasingly pale face from a distance and was worried, "Senior Brother can't hold on anymore!"

She really wanted to go up and pull her senior brother down, but she knew how important this competition was to her senior brother and how important it was to Wulu, so she did her best to increase the potion to delay Dongfang Shuo's condition.

Everyone in the world knows that she specializes in treating incurable diseases, but she can't cure her senior brother.

"Senior sister, these people are so annoying, they actually said that senior brother may not be able to win, and they really want to beat them up. Tang Ling clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

"Tang Ling, you are not too young, why are you still so willful, your mouth grows on others, you can say whatever you like, as long as we believe in Senior Brother. Ke Wanqing doesn't care about other people's attitudes at all, as long as she doesn't touch her bottom line.

Tang Ling, who was taught a lesson by her senior sister again, became more and more indignant, and her face became more and more gloomy, if Ke Wanqing was not the daughter of the sect master, she was favored by thousands of people, when she Tang Ling was willing to run around her and flatter her, it was not because her father died early, she only had a senior brother to rely on.

It could be seen that Tang Ling didn't listen to her words, Ke Wanqing shook her head and didn't say anything more, this Senior Sister Tang has been scheming since she was a child, she has a short temper and is irritable, and she likes to fight and kill.

If she wasn't the widow of Yuan Guizi and the younger sister of Senior Brother Dongfang, she wouldn't bother to pay attention to her.

Without her father's protection, she should cultivate well, she can cause trouble all day long, and let Senior Brother Dongfang take care of the aftermath for her every day.

For the sake of the man in the field, the two women who don't want to see each other can only helplessly maintain the superficial peace.

Another refiner failed to refine and retired from the competition ground.

At this moment, there are only Dongfang Shuo and the refiner of the hidden family named Liu Fan.

"This person's refining technique is on par with Dongfang Zhenjun, I'm afraid that Dongfang Zhenjun has encountered a strong enemy. Xiong Chumo said, he is also a person from Wulu, and naturally he is also looking forward to Dongfang Shuo winning, but it is indeed a little difficult to win the hidden family, and it is they who underestimate the families on these islands.

"The competition is not yet at the end, and it is not certain who will kill the deer. ”

Xu Qingge always felt that this Dongfang Shuo was hidden, and he hid it very well in the first few competitions, just up to the promotion standard, which was neither conspicuous nor safe, so that everyone's attention was focused on Xiong Chumo, Feng Yifan, Zhou Zhu and the monks of the hidden family, and only in the later stage did he begin to make efforts to enter people's eyes.

"Senior sister thinks that Dongfang Zhenjun has something hidden?" Xiong Chumo himself is a high-level refiner, so he naturally heard something in Xu Qingge's words.

"Senior Brother Xiong should have seen it, right? But this hidden family Liu Fan is afraid that he is not a simple person, and I dare not guarantee it. Xu Qingge didn't want to be slapped in the face in the end.

From sunrise to sunset, the competition time is nearing the end.

The two of them have also reached the last step, injecting spiritual power into the magic weapon Kaifeng.

Dongfang Shuo refining is a broadsword, the sword body is heavy and solemn, when the sword is about to open, Dongfang Shuo bites his index finger and injects a drop of blood into it, suddenly, a faint shadow like transparent color flies from afar, lightning flows into the sword body, immediately making the entire sword body bright, the sword body buzzes and trembles, and the sword body automatically opens......

"This is ......," Kou Zhuang stood up excitedly.

"It's a sword soul!" Pei Ran had already blurted out.

Of course, the sword soul is not brought by Dongfang Shuo, in order to ensure the fairness and justice of the last battle, all the magic weapons that can be carried such as the storage ring and mustard seed space on the body from the time the refiner enters the arena began to be removed.

"Legend has it that when the sword refined by the refiner reaches the high-level level, plus a drop of the monk's heart, he can summon the ownerless sword soul. Xiong Chumo muttered to himself, "The legend is actually true!"