What Su Zimo wants to refine is a giant axe. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

During this time, the little fat man has helped him a lot.

And the last time the two fought, Su Zimo inadvertently cut out five holes with the little fat man's giant axe.

This giant axe is made for the little fat man.

Another half an hour passed, and when the other monks had already begun to shape, Su Zimo had just finished smelting, sitting cross-legged, recovering his aura while waiting for the refining tripod to cool down.

In this step, several disciples have been eliminated.

These disciples did not control the cooling temperature well, and as a result, they could not shape themselves and collapsed.

After another quarter of an hour, Su Zimo suddenly got up, condensed a pair of big hands with his aura, probed into the refining ding, and began to shape.

On the other side, there was a clanging sound.

Feng Haoyu has already begun to temper.

Every time the wind hammer falls, it will once again refine the impurities in the flying sword, making the flying sword harder.

The flying sword that was burned to crimson, under the blow of the wind hammer, sparks shot out in all directions, and these sparks were actually the impurities in the flying sword, falling to the bottom of the ding.

On this side, Su Zimo has also finished shaping.

"What is this, a big axe?"

"And this axe is too stupid, it's a waste of aura to control, who will use it!"

"Yes, this giant axe has lost the dexterity and lightness that a spiritual weapon should have, but it is like a reckless hand-held weapon in the rivers and lakes, and it has fallen down. ”

Outside the main hall, many disciples began to judge Su Zimo's giant axe.

Only the little fat man's heart moved, blinked, and thought of a possibility.

Su Zimo's expression was as usual, and after shaping, he re-condensed the third-level spiritual fire and began to calcinate the giant axe.

Soon, the great axe was burned to a crimson state.

At the same time that Su Zimo had just begun to temper, Feng Haoyu had already finished tempering.

At this moment, Feng Haoyu hesitated.

The next step is to gather spirits, the most critical in the refining tool.

Now Feng Haoyu has an obvious advantage, whether it is in terms of the shape of the spirit weapon or the speed of refining, he is better than Su Zimo.

But if the spirit gathering fails and the flying sword explodes, he will be eliminated directly.

Choosing to gather spirits requires a lot of courage.

In the past few months, Feng Haoyu has really succeeded in gathering spirits once, but at such a critical moment, he doesn't dare to bet.

After hesitating for a long time, Feng Haoyu gave up gathering spirits and directly put the refined flying sword into the cold water.

There was a stabbing sound, green smoke billowed out, and the flying sword was formed!

This time, Feng Haoyu was the first to refine the spirit weapon, and then put the flying sword in front of the table in front of him, returned to his original place, and looked at Su Zimo for a long time.

"Senior Brother Feng has won!"

"Yes, unless Su Zimo Juling succeeds, there is absolutely no chance of victory. ”

"Gathering Spirits is successful?hehe, is it possible? Don't forget, it has been less than a year since he entered the sect, and in such a tense and exciting atmosphere, I am afraid that even if a senior refiner comes, the chances of gathering spirits will be greatly reduced. ”

The many Spirit Peak disciples who were watching the battle outside breathed a sigh of relief.

The second tempering to end was Xue Yi, a disciple of Qifeng.

With a second-level spiritual fire, Xue Yi's refining speed is also ahead of others.

The next step is to gather spirits.

Unlike Feng Haoyu, Xue Yi did not give up, but chose to gather spirits!

Seeing this scene, the bad old man nodded secretly.

In all fairness, Feng Haoyu's talent in refining weapons is indeed good, and he is better than Xue Yi, but he lacks some courage.

If Feng Haoyu had chosen to gather spirits just now, the bad old man would have really looked up to him.

Even if they don't understand the art of alchemy, many disciples are aware of the difficulty of gathering spirits.

Xue Yi chose to gather spirits, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Xue Yi's expression was solemn, and he carefully controlled the aura in the refining tripod, and slowly condensed towards the sword.

Click!

A crisp sound sounded from inside the ding, and in the main hall, it was extremely clear.

Broken!

Xue Yi secretly exclaimed.

Many disciples shook their heads.

This sound was the sound of a crack on the sword's body.

Sure enough.

The next moment, there was a click!

There was a loud bang in Xue Yi's refining ding, and the flying sword exploded, and the fragments ejected on the ding wall, making a clanging sound.

Gathering Spirits failed.

Xue Yi smiled bitterly, put away the refining ding, bowed to the head of the five peaks, and left the refining hall.

The flying sword exploded, which meant that he had been eliminated.

Next, other disciples began to complete refining one after another, and except for Xue Yi, no disciple dared to try to gather spirits.

At this moment, Su Zimo breathed a long sigh of relief and ended the tempering.

Whew!

Countless eyes all fell on Su Zimo.

There was a faint hint of expectation in the eyes of some of the Qifeng disciples.

Su Zimo has become the last hope of Qifeng.

If Su Zimo fails again, it means that this time, the first place in the Qi Peak will be taken away by the disciples of the outer peak!

Although everyone is a brother in the same sect, this is not glorious for Qifeng.

Su Zimo paused a little, and suddenly made a move that surprised everyone—remove the refining ding!

"He, what is he doing here?"

"Have you given up on gathering spirits?"

"I don't know. ”

If Su Zimo gave up gathering spirits, he only needed to take the giant axe out of the refining tripod and put it in cold water.

If you choose to gather spirits, you don't have to remove the refining tripod.

Approaching, under the attention of everyone, Su Zimo's expression was solemn, and he changed the aura around the giant axe, and began to condense the axe body.

Gather Spirits!

Su Zimo still chose to gather spirits.

But this picture is really a little weird.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a refiner who will remove the refining tripod when gathering spirits.

This was too dangerous for the refiner to be necessary.

Once the spirit gathering fails, the spirit weapon explodes, and the first person to suffer is the refiner himself.

"Huh?"

When the bad old man saw this scene, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously stood up, wanting to stop him.

But at this time, Su Zimo had already begun to gather spirits.

If the bad old man interrupts with something and Su Zimo is slightly distracted, the gathering spirit will definitely fail.

The bad old man frowned, hesitated for a long time, and sat back again, nervous, ready to rescue Su Zimo at any time.

Feng Haoyu, who was originally standing beside Su Zimo, was also taken aback by this action, and hurriedly flashed aside.

At this moment, Su Zimo turned his head sideways while gathering his spirits, and said with a smile: "What are you running, are you afraid?"

Inside and outside the hall, there was an uproar!

When gathering spirits, you need to concentrate and not tolerate the slightest negligence, how can anyone be like Su Zimo, not only remove the refining ding, but also go to chat with people?

Isn't this looking for death?

In fact, others didn't know that Su Zimo's gathering spirit relied on his spiritual sense.

Even if he was distracted, once there was a sign of the failure of the spirit gathering, the spiritual sense would take the first step to warn, and Su Zimo would naturally stop.

"Maniac!"

Feng Haoyu said coldly, and took a few steps back into the distance.

Originally, there were other disciples beside Su Zimo, some of whom had just finished refining, and they didn't even care about handing in the flying swords, so they withdrew as if they were hiding from the plague god.

Some disciples are still refining spiritual weapons, and when they see this scene, they are so frightened that their souls are scattered, and they don't care if they throw the spiritual weapons in the refining instrument ding, they turn around and run, and they hate their father and mother for having two legs.

There was chaos in the Refining Hall.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one around Su Zimo except for the first seat of the Five Peaks!