At night, the lights of Flying Dragon City were bright, and the square in the center of the city was even more flickering with brilliant firelight, and the flames used by the refiners emitted various lusters.

However, just as Jiang Xian took out the red armor from the furnace in front of him, a mutation suddenly came, and the refiner beside him suddenly gushed blood from his mouth, and then a bronze furnace in front of him exploded with a bang.

The huge shock wave directly overturned dozens of people around, and Jiang Xian suddenly flew out, drenched in blood in mid-air, and the red armor also broke.

This scene happened very suddenly, and it took a long time for the surrounding spectators to come back to their senses, and at this time, someone had already come up and dragged down those injured refiners, and the number of participants in the competition suddenly dropped by more than eighty people.

In the center of the explosion just now, fine cracks appeared on the hard stone slabs, and mottled blood stains were faintly visible, which looked shocking.

Zhang Hao was quite far away from here and was not affected, but he still frowned, and waved his hand to lay an invisible barrier beside him.

Urging Sword turned his head to look at those who had been taken off, sneered, took out a piece of flying feather stone from the ring, and threw it into the furnace in front of him, and then a burst of flame swept it in.

At this time, Zhao Xueying, who was from Northwest Tro City, was still refining with her head down, as if she hadn't noticed what had just happened.

Jiang Xian's injuries were quite serious, his face was blown to a blur of flesh and blood, and he was dying, but he was holding the red armor tightly in his hand, but at this time, the red was very vivid.

Zhang Hao didn't want to care about this time, but when his eyes touched Jiang Xian's gradually distracting eyes, he sighed in his heart, and then stood up and walked towards him.

"What? is this refined?" Seeing this, Jian Jian hurriedly said sarcastically, but when he saw Zhang Hao walking straight to Jiang Xian's dying side, he realized that he couldn't help but sneer: "Nosy!"

The place where Jiang Xian fell was not far from here, and when Zhang Hao walked to his side, he found that the red color on the armor was because it was stained with blood, which was completely different from when it was first baked.

Seeing him coming, Jiang Xian's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but a stream of blood foamed from his mouth.

"Lamb...... Lamb, I'm ...... I ......" Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and dripped down his neck, Jiang Xian's sloppy eyes had a hint of brilliance at this time, and he raised his hand to grasp Zhang Hao's arm tightly, wanting to say something, but it became more and more difficult.

"Don't worry, you can't die!" Seeing this, Zhang Hao's eyes hidden under the mask showed a trace of solemnity, and he exhaled and said: "You have helped me, just by virtue of this, I will also save you back!"

After that, he helped him up, and just wanted to take Jiang Xian back to his position, but a group of people came to the Xu family, led by Xu Che'er.

This daring girl, when she saw him at this time, she looked a little uneasy, hesitated and just wanted to speak, but Zhang Hao said coldly: "This matter has nothing to do with you!" Then he took the dying Jiang Xian and returned to the place where he was sitting just now.

Seeing this, Xu Che'er sighed helplessly, and returned to Xu's house with people to watch the seat.

Jiang Xian's injuries were extremely serious, and if he wanted to save his life, he had to use extraordinary means, Zhang Hao helped him to sit aside, and gently put his left hand on his shoulder, looking like he was afraid that Jiang Xian would fall.

However, a wisp of silver flame had already entered Jiang Xian's meridian along the left hand on his shoulder, and the immortal starfire immediately shuttled through the meridians, releasing a rich starlight.

On the other hand, Zhang Hao also had to take care of the situation in the Qiankun furnace, and soon after, sweat was already oozing from his forehead.

"Master, why don't we help him?" On the east side of the square, Xiao Yi stood there looking out, and suddenly turned around and asked.

But Xiyue snorted unhappily, then took her eyes off Zhang Hao, and said with a cold face: "That little thief hasn't come to me until now, why should I help him!"

As soon as she heard this, Xiao Yi's eyes were full of helplessness, and she gently tugged on Xiyue's sleeve: "Master, now is not the time to be angry, what if Brother Zhang also has an accident?"

"That hateful thief is better than a monkey, so nothing will happen!" However, Xiyue turned away, no longer looked at Zhang Hao, and whispered to herself: "Even if I go to help him now, he may not appreciate it! Besides, the game has already started, and I suddenly broke in, in case he is disqualified, maybe he will be complained about in the future!"

Xiao Yi frowned, and still didn't give up and said something, but unfortunately Yue never let go.

Most of the people affected by the previous explosion were carried down, and those who were ignored were finally waved by Li Xuan and dragged out of the square.

The dozen or so old men on the high platform never moved their bodies, as if everything that happened there had nothing to do with them, and a few of them were still talking and laughing with the people next to them.

A huge blood-red scale suddenly flew out of the ring, and was immediately thrown into the Qiankun furnace by Zhang Hao. As the scales entered, the furnace that had just been calm suddenly boiled, and a stream of blood qi permeated the fire of yin and yang, and where it came into contact with the flames, there was a sneering sound.

The scales of the 10,000-year-old blood python have accumulated a thick blood qi in them, and this blood qi has reached an astonishing level. At this time, although there was a Yin and Yang Fire refining in the Qiankun Furnace, it was still occupied by that kind of blood and qi.

Zhang Hao didn't expect that this kind of scale actually contained so much blood and evil qi, so he immediately gathered his mind, controlled the fire of yin and yang, and began to divide the blood qi and refine it.

On the other hand, he also had to take care of the injuries in Jiang Xian's body, so he couldn't help but be a little distracted.

Fortunately, there was no danger, and the blood and qi that permeated the Qiankun furnace were completely refined, and it was already an hour later. During this time, the injuries in Jiang Xian's body also tended to stabilize.

It was only at this moment that Zhang Hao dared to breathe a sigh of relief. The remaining refiners in the square stood up one after another, but they had all been extremely cautious since the previous explosion incident.

One by one, the freshly refined spirit weapon blades were brought to the high platform, but the old guys above still sent them away without pain.

This kind of competition lasted until noon the next day, and there were few people left sitting in the square, to Zhang Hao's surprise, Zhao Xueying actually persevered until now.

However, it seems that she has obviously collapsed, and although the refiner does not have the same high status as the alchemist, he also has his own value.

Perhaps outsiders only saw the spirit weapons refined in their hands, but no one paid attention to how much they paid here, and the soul energy consumed when refining the weapons was no less than a human war.

Coupled with the spiritual power used to maintain the flames in the furnace, the consumption is multiplied, and those who are a little shallow in cultivation will have to prostrate for a few days before they can recover after refining a thing.

Zhao Xueying, a woman, has a deep city government, and Zhang Hao is afraid that he can't avoid her, so he naturally won't go to see her.

After a night of hard work, Jiang Xian's injuries in his body have basically stabilized, and he also came to his senses at this time, wiped the cold sweat on his face with his hands, turned around and said, "Lamb, this time ......"

However, before he finished speaking, Zhang Hao focused his attention on the Qiankun furnace, just waved his hand at him and ignored it.

Seeing this, Jiang Xian was stunned for a moment, then nodded and walked out of the square: "Lamb, if you need my old bones in the future, come to the Blue Moon Country to find me, there will be a period later!"

However, Jiang Xian didn't take a few steps before a subtle voice sounded in his ears: "Help me find out the whereabouts of Liu Dui, and also, don't tell anyone about it, leave this place as much as possible!"

Jiang Xian's footsteps paused slightly, stood there and nodded, and then left in a hurry. The fact that such a serious injury yesterday can now walk quickly is enough to attract some people's attention.

Jiang Xian didn't go far, so he thought he was being targeted. On the high platform, an old man with a flushed face looked at his back and frowned. Seeing this, someone immediately came over, and when he gave a few orders, the man hurriedly retreated.

Xiyue, who was located on the east side of the square, moved her ears, and then sighed: "It's really troublesome, the hateful thief doesn't make people worry wherever he goes, Xiaoyi, go back as a teacher, don't go around!"

After that, the moon disappeared suddenly. By the time Xiaoyi reacted, there was no one around.

Blood suddenly gushed out of Zhao Xueying's mouth, and then she slowly stood up, sweat had soaked her clothes, revealing her bumpy body.

However, at this time, no one paid attention to her wonderful figure, and all eyes were focused on the furnace in front of her.

A goose-yellow gauze slowly rose from the flames, and when he saw that gauze, Zhang Hao understood why she had consumed so long.

This kind of thing is extremely cumbersome to refine, and it is very consuming, and the slightest carelessness will fall short, I didn't expect Zhao Xueying to actually do it, but looking at her pale face, I knew that the spiritual power in her body was extremely consumed.

With the goose-yellow gauze robe, he walked up to the high platform with heavy steps, and the old man in charge of the appraisal took it over first, then nodded and said: "Medium-grade spiritual weapon yarn, this kind of spiritual weapon is rare, hehe......"

I saw him smile and handed the yarn to another person, but he looked at Zhao Xueying with satisfaction, and said: "I have such a delicate heart at a young age, not bad, not bad!"

After saying two good things in a row, the old man suddenly changed his words and said, "I don't know which master the girl's mentor is?"

As soon as he heard this, several old men on the high platform laughed, and one of them was probably quite familiar with him, so he sneered: "Brother Liao doesn't want to accept apprentices again, right? Hehe, this girl has a strong personality, I'm afraid you won't be able to surrender!"

The old man surnamed Liao looked back at him and snorted: "Cheng old ghost, if you are greedy, we can compete, whoever wins will be the master of this girl!"

Seeing this, several other people laughed, shook their heads and said, "You two old guys are both old, and you are not afraid of losing face in front of the juniors, this matter will be talked about until the end of the game!"

As soon as the words fell, another person came up from the audience, holding the spear that had just been refined, the old man surnamed Liao took it and looked at it, but stuffed it back casually: "It's not even a spiritual weapon, it's a shame that you've been grinding for so long, get out!"

And the refiner who had just come up was deflated when he heard this, and turned away with his head drooping.

At this time, more than a dozen old people sitting on the high platform all checked the yarn made by Zhao Xueying, nodded to each other and commented, most of them were innocuous words, and there was no substance.

When the sari turned around and returned to the old man surnamed Liao who was in charge of the appraisal, Zhao Xueying reached out and took it, saluted it, and said, "If you go back to your predecessors, the disciple used to have no master to teach, but now he has!"

As soon as he heard this, the old man surnamed Liao was stunned, then understood, and laughed: "Okay, good, from today on, you are my Liao Muran's apprentice, if anyone dares to bully you, the teacher will stand up for you!"

And Zhang Hao, who was sitting in the center of the square, trembled his ears, and the corners of his mouth slowly lifted a cold arc, Zhao Xueying was able to refine a rather cumbersome spiritual weapon sarn at such a young age, and the ghost would believe that she did not have the master's teaching.

However, this qiē had nothing to do with him, and there were not many people left in the square at this time, and the blood in his Qiankun furnace had all disappeared.

In the blue and white flames, two scales with a diameter of more than two meters and a dull golden luster were revealed. It was the blood python scales that he had thrown into the furnace one after another.

As the temperature inside the furnace became higher and higher, the Qiankun furnace slowly suspended in front of him, and there were bursts of palpitating energy fluctuations inside.

His gaze swept over the remaining people, and Zhang Hao threw his mind into the Qiankun Furnace, and the dull steel that had been refined by him began to squirm under the control of the soul power at this moment, and soon formed a hollow ball with a diameter of more than ten meters.

Although it is only a rough embryo, that majestic aura is revealed......