In the center of the square, the disciple of the Heavenly Pavilion had a delicate face, but there was a sense of arrogance between his eyebrows, and the majestic wind blew the white clothes on his body, making him even more arrogant.

The sudden appearance of thunder and lightning made everyone stunned in place, and the next moment, the expressions of more than a dozen old men on the high platform became solemn.

Liao Muran took a breath of cool air and said, "Heavenly ......"

However, before the words were spoken, the black clouds in the sky quietly dispersed, and this scene suddenly made people a little confused. Normally, once a thunderstorm strikes, there will be more than one, but now there is such a scene.

"Alas!" The disciple of the Heavenly Pavilion who was standing in the center of the square sighed softly, and then waved his hand, and a long sword with cold light slowly rose from the mouth of the furnace.

As soon as the sword body appeared, it began to emit a buzzing sound, and the illusory demonic beast also roared and exploded, turning into a point of light in the sky and disappearing.

Seeing this scene, those experienced refiners already understood that this freshly baked heavenly artifact had been destroyed, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for it.

Just when everyone was stunned, Elder Tianlan, who had refined the mid-grade spirit weapon double dagger, stood up and walked to the side of the high platform to greet her, while the young man who came from the stage was also calming down and came straight to her.

Liao Muran took the long sword that flickered with cold light and held it in his hand to look at it carefully. Finding that there was a slight crack in the middle of the sword body, he already understood why the thunder tribulation just now suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's a pity, it's only one step away from the heavenly weapon!"

When Li Yinghao heard this, a mocking smile lifted on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the young man who had just failed to refine, and shook his head. Li Xuan, as the city lord of Flying Dragon City, naturally wanted to go up to comfort him, but the other party seemed a little dull.

Zhang Hao raised his head and glanced at the high platform, and then threw all his mind into the Qiankun furnace, at this time, the hundreds of blood python scales in the fire of yin and yang had all melted into a dark golden liquid.

This liquid continued to surge with the blue and white flames, and in the depths of the Qiankun furnace, a hollowed-out ball with a diameter of more than ten meters was quietly suspended.

Seeing that it had finally taken shape, Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and his hands immediately sealed, and the yin and yang fire in the Qiankun furnace instantly surged to his palm attached to the mouth of the furnace.

When the blue and white flames receded like a tide, Zhang Hao's other palm suddenly poked out, and a silver flame poured into it. The silver glow characteristic of the Immortal Starfire immediately filled the entire furnace.

The starfire wrapped the huge hollow ball in the Qiankun furnace, and the rich starlight immediately penetrated into it, and at the same time, the vast soul power also entered it, and began to burn the formation on this huge ball.

The texture of something that has been refined by the fire of yin and yang is extremely hard, and even the immortal spark with the same name is difficult to melt it. Zhang Hao almost pushed the temperature of the Xinghuo to the limit, and only then could he barely depict the formation vein on the hollow surface of the ball.

This is an extremely soul-consuming project, and its tedious process is even more tiring than fighting hard battles with the powerhouses of the Dacheng stage.

The night had quietly receded, and it was not until the early morning of the next day that less than half of the formation was engraved, and at this time, the surface of the huge sphere, the hollow frame, had already appeared on the precise veins.

He has not rested for two full days since he started refining. The people around the square who came to watch obviously didn't have such good patience, and one after another people couldn't stand this long wait and left one after another.

And the dozen or so old men on the high platform were still in good spirits, and their faces did not show the slightest tiredness.

Now, only Zhang Hao and an old man who looked like a withered corpse were still left to refine there, and at this moment the old man's face was full of exhaustion, obviously this kind of refining was also very expensive for him.

Just as more and more people were feeling impatient, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, where a black cloud was pressing towards him in the distance.

Those on the high platform also noticed this, Liao Muran slowly stood up, stared at the black clouds that were gradually approaching here, and whispered to himself: "Thunder Tribulation!!!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, lightning and thunder began to roar in the dark clouds, and then several small thunderbolts fell towards the center of the square. The old man, who was like a withered tree, smiled contemptuously, and slowly raised his hands upward.

As his hands moved, a giant axe suddenly rose from the furnace in front of him, and the thunderbolts that fell suddenly slashed at the giant axe.

"Roar!"

Before everyone could react, there was a menacing roar from the axe, and a puff of smoke rushed out of it, which began to wriggle above.

In the blink of an eye, this smoke actually formed a phantom of a dragon lizard, but it was so illusory that it was difficult to see the specific shape.

Next, there was the thunderstorm that I had seen before, and thunder continued to fall from the clouds, pass through the illusory dragon lizard, and slash down on the giant axe.

For more than ten minutes, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky above Flying Dragon City. Zhang Hao looked up and found that the dragon lizard was too illusory, and it was not a real beast spirit at all, so he lost interest.

At this time, the surface of the hollowed-out ball in the Qiankun furnace has been covered with complex patterns.

When the last vein was completed, he did not stop there, but gathered all the sparks in the furnace in the center of the ball, and then took out a soul bead from the ring and threw it in.

The terrifying temperature of the starfire immediately wrapped the soul bead, and Zhang Hao controlled this small flame to dissolve a small hole on the surface of the soul bead, and the starfire then entered it along the small hole, and began to build a spirit sealing array to accommodate the beast spirit inside.

Time was passing little by little, and the old man who had just formed the refining tool was already standing on the high platform at this time.

Liao Muran took the giant axe he had brought up, and found that there were already marks left on it, so he understood that this person was cautious, and repeatedly checked it for a long time, and discussed it with several other refiners in charge of identification.

This process was extremely troublesome, and it was not until the sun gradually set that they came to the conclusion that this giant axe was finally designated as a quasi-heavenly weapon, that is, it was not a true celestial weapon, but it was beyond the best spiritual weapon.

And the old man, who was shaped like a withered tree, did not express any objection to this conclusion, took the giant axe he had refined, and sat on the side of the high platform to look down.

The people who stayed nearby, one by one with excited eyes, squeezed over to the high platform and talked to him, but this old man's temper was extremely strange, no matter who went up, it was that kind of blank expression.

A few uninteresting ones touched their noses, and finally had to retreat stupidly.

"Senior, there are some drinks and dishes here, if you don't dislike it, add it first!" Just when everyone was puzzled by this person's strange personality, Zhao Xueying stepped forward with a food box.

This time, the old man's eyes fluctuated slightly, and his withered face turned to look at her, and said with a sneer: "Little girl, use these in front of the old man, you are still a little tender, I am not an old ghost Liao!"

After that, I saw him suddenly wave the food box out: "Dog thing that tends to be inflammatory, get out!"

Judging from the old man's words, it was obvious that Zhao Xueying's behavior after participating in the competition made him extremely disgusted.

At this time, Zhang Hao was the only one left in the center of the square, and it seemed that it would still take some time before the end. Therefore, many people paid attention to the high platform, and when they found that the old man was so unreasonable, they frowned.

Zhao Xueying bit her lip, silently picked up the food box that he had knocked away, and then retreated to the rear.

Seeing this, Li Yinghao stood up and snorted coldly: "What a person who doesn't know what to do!"

He didn't name his words, but how could the old man not hear it, he looked back at him with a strange smile, and said: "Little guy, how the old man does things, it's not your turn to evaluate, if you don't want to die, you can talk more here!"

As soon as the words fell, the sleeve robe suddenly swung back, and a huge ripple of energy suddenly emerged, blasting towards Li Yinghao.

Seeing this, Li Yinghao's face also turned cold, and his fists slammed up against the energy ripples.

"Bang!"

Shen Xiang appeared immediately, and then, everyone sitting on the high platform saw Li Yinghao's body shoot out backwards and fall hard outside the high platform.

"Dacheng Stage?" The dozen or so refiners in charge of the appraisal suddenly stood up and stared at the old man at the edge of the high platform with a solemn expression, constantly looking at his withered face.

After a while, Liao Muran suddenly remembered something, and said in a lost voice: "Mu Tianya, you are Senior Mu?"

And the old man rolled his eyelids and looked at him, revealing a weird smile: "I didn't expect anyone here to recognize my old bones, hehe, Tianwei Lao'er, you've hidden it long enough, right?"

Hearing this, Liao Muran's body trembled slightly, then he laughed, wiped his face with his sleeve, and his original face suddenly wrinkled, and then rubbed it with his hand, and a delicate human skin mask fell off.

With such a face, it was the Tianwei Elder of the Heavenly Pavilion, only to see him smile slightly, and said: "Mu Tianya, the old man didn't expect to meet you here, I haven't seen you for many years, your eyes are still so vicious!"

At this moment, many people around were stunned, including Zhao Xueying, she never thought that the master she had just worshipped would be changing her face all the time.

And Mu Tianya laughed strangely, his eyes glanced at the faces of those people on the high platform for a moment, and then he sneered: "Tianwei Lao'er, you are not planning to deceive these hairy boys, right? According to the old man, there are not many people here who can make you jealous!"

"Hehe, Senior Mu said that he was smiling!" Tianwei's expression stiffened, and he smiled and waved his hand. The reason why he did this was because he had a whim a few days ago to divinate himself a hexagram.

At that time, the hexagram showed that he had a bloody disaster in this Flying Dragon City, and after several considerations, he decided to use his disguise to find the cause of the matter, but he never thought that he would be recognized in the end.

Mu Tianya's withered face once again showed a strange smile, and his gaze stayed on the two disciples of the Heavenly Pavilion who participated in the competition on the high platform like a poisonous snake: "I'm afraid that Elder Tianlan's appearance has been maintained for two hundred years, right?"

And the woman known as Elder Tianlan showed a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then snorted angrily: "Sooner or later, these eyes of yours will be gouged out!"

But Mu Tianya didn't care about this, smiled and retracted his gaze, turned to the center of the square, and said, "Although the old man's eyes can see through those hypocrites, it's a pity that they can't see through people's hearts!"

Zhang Hao reined in his mind, and he didn't pay attention to what happened on the high platform. In the Qiankun furnace, the huge hollow ball had been attached to the formation, which was so complex that it was staggering.

Even the soul bead was integrated into a secret place inside the sphere by him, and it was protected by an extremely cumbersome formation, at this time, in order to prevent this spherical weapon from falling into the hands of others, it was accused by the other party.

When this huge ball finally took shape, Zhang Hao did not end with it, his mind urged the immortal spark, staying in the huge space inside the ball, and the starlight continued to penetrate into it.

And he began to refine something else, the previously melted blood python scales have not been used up, and have been kept in that high-temperature liquid state by Starfire.

Zhang Hao's eyebrows seemed to show a hint of hesitation, and then he began to move. The power of the soul continued to stretch the liquid state of the blood python scales refined, and finally formed a sharp blade similar to a crescent.

The arc of the blade of this weapon extended to the sides, slightly wide in the middle, and as the crescent-shaped blade gradually took shape, he began to burn the cumbersome formation again.

With such a complicated formation, it is an extremely draining thing to use the power of the soul to be engraved in the weapon.

That kind of caution lasted until the afternoon of the fourth day of the Alchemist Competition, when a round of crescent blades with an icy luster finally took shape......