"That is..."
Everyone in the audience raised their heads and looked into the void, with shock in their eyes.
I saw that the original Tantra had disappeared and was replaced by a small island suspended in mid-air.
It is different from the Tantric nouveau riche, who uses treasures as building materials.
Qin Feng is the peerless evildoer who ranks first on the weapon cultivation talent list. With his heaven-defying weapon refining methods, he successfully made this floating island in the air.
It is simply unheard of, it looks like a fairy residence!
I saw the undulating mountains on Fairy Island, the fairy mist lingering, and the rich innate energy.
Coupled with the spiritual veins extracted by Qin Feng with his great magical power, the island is lush and green, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, the streams are crystal clear, and the sound of water gurgling is like the sound of nature.
There is also a splendid fairy palace with beautiful buildings and jade buildings. The gardens inside are planted with various exotic flowers and plants, emitting bursts of charming fragrance.
Although this fairy island looks like a fairyland on earth, there is a fierce murderous intention in it, as if anyone who dares to get close will die without a burial place.
Buzz! Buzz!
A crisp sword sound suddenly sounded, followed by a sword light that shot into the sky.
I saw a sharp sword flash past, and on a cliff were carved the words Penglai Immortal Mountain and four large characters painted with iron and silver hooks, which revealed an extremely powerful sword intention.
“Penglai Fairy Mountain!!”
Although all the emperor-level experts in the audience felt palpitations, they could not hide the heat in their eyes.
They have a strong premonition that as long as they can climb to the Penglai Immortal Mountain to practice, they will not only be able to quickly achieve the ultimate ascension, but they will also be protected from dying in the terrifying thunder disaster.
Just thinking about the terrifying thunder disaster just now, the fire in his eyes immediately receded a bit.
Being able to cause such a terrifying thunder disaster shows how powerful Penglai Immortal Mountain is. I am afraid that even ten more immortals from the upper realm will be killed directly by it.
But immediately after, everyone became happy.<
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Just now, like Lin San and Qin Hao, they all helped to resist the thunderstorm, and all of them were more or less injured.
I believe that as long as Qin Feng still has a little bit of conscience, he will definitely allow them to go to Penglai Immortal Mountain to practice and help them ascend to the upper world.
"Where's the temple we promised!?"
Master No. 3 froze and turned to look at Ren Huan.
He didn't think that the Penglai Fairy Mountain that Qin Feng had used so many rare materials and worked so hard to build was for him to use as a temple to help the souls of the dead.
"Master, you know!"
Ren Huan said without a trace of shame: "I was the last one to join the team, so I can be forgiven for not guessing about the Sacred Heart. When Your Majesty comes out later, I will definitely admit my mistake to Your Majesty."
"tmd is born, born!!"
Master No. 3 could no longer stand still, pointed at Ren Huan's nose and started to curse.
I originally thought that killing the Nine Clan would bring back the blood, but who knew that there was another massive hemorrhage, which completely emptied my family fortune, and I couldn't even get out a single spiritual stone.
Family members, who knows?
A monk can't even get out a spiritual stone from his body. How can he have the face to hang out in the Buddhist world in the future!?
"I don't know!"
Ren Huan quickly turned his head, pretending that he didn't hear or see.
at this time--
Qin Feng in the Immortal Palace.
He was lying on the bed with his head resting on Hongxing's belly.
"Hoo ho, I'm so exhausted!"
Qin Feng was breathing heavily, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
Although his Cangtian Hegemon body can quickly return to blue, refining the Penglai Immortal Mountain was drained of thousands of dollars.
This time, especially the mental burden made him dizzy and his limbs weak.
"I told you, it won't work anymore!"
Hongxing still couldn't muster any strength, so she pushed Qin Feng away and turned around to continue sleeping.
"If you want it now, I can't give it to you!"
Qin Feng stood up with a bitter smile, needing support on his waist to get out of bed.
Bang!!
The lid of Zixiao Yin Yang Cauldron opened, and four artifacts flew out.
Miss Dongfang’s blue lotus, Chen Zu’s soul-calling flag, the charming red umbrella with the cuckoo’s cry and the Qixiu large fan.
"finished!?"
Qin Feng looked at the four artifacts and suddenly felt regretful.
It's not that I regret refining the four artifacts, but that I refined them a little too early. If I refine the artifacts now, I believe that the second brother and Xiao Sansan will definitely be able to take a step further in despair.
"etc!"
Qin Feng suddenly reacted and looked at the scraps not far away.
Although they are all leftover materials for refining Penglai Fairy Mountain, they are all rare treasures in the world.
However, the quantity is very limited, and ordinary weapon refiners cannot control it at all.
It's like giving a chef a few vegetable leaves and asking him to prepare a full banquet.
"Although the quantity is a bit small, if you combine them well, you can still make a magical weapon!"
Qin Feng relied on his super talent in weapon refining to quickly calculate a reasonable matching ratio.
I saw him waving his hand and taking out twelve living Buddha relics, running the Thirty-three Days Creation Technique to absorb their energy, and then waving his hand again and throwing the selected scraps into the Zixiao Yin-Yang Cauldron.
Bang!!
The lid was closed again, and the divine fire began to pulse.
at this time--
Lin San and Qin Hao were lying on the ground, breathing heavily.
Although the thunder tribulation just now made people feel palpitating, it allowed them to successfully break through to the high level of quasi-emperor, and it also tempered their iron will.
"it is finally over!"
Qin Hao lay on the ground and watched the dark clouds dissipate.
"Yeah, it's over!"
Lin San exhaled deeply and enjoyed the quiet time.
Boom!!
The thunderclouds that had just dissipated gathered again, and the entire sky became dark again, followed by the familiar sound of thunder, and the roaring thunder dragon appeared again.
"Fuck!!"
Lin San couldn't help but uttered a curse word, and his heart howled like a marmot.
Your uncle's!
If you can't play to death, just play to death!?
"Brother, you are really my brother!"
The smile on Qin Hao's face froze instantly and he said: "As long as you have nothing to do with others, you will do nothing!"
at this time--
Qin Feng was concentrating on refining the weapon, and a dazzling Buddha light flashed around him.
There are five light groups in the Zixiao Yin-Yang Cauldron in front, which means that he has refined five more artifacts, as well as some densely packed small light spots.
It was specially refined for Master No. 3, with 3,600 depleted uranium bombs.
Boom!!
Hearing the deafening thunder, Qin Hao and Lin San got up skillfully.
I saw them flying into the sky with their seriously injured bodies, and the endless thunder turned into roaring thunder dragons and collided with each other, followed by the second, third, and fourth...
"Your Majesty, quickly collect your magical powers!"
The prairie king was almost crying.
He just wanted to establish himself as a good employee in front of Boss Qin, but who knew that Boss Qin would be on standby for a very long time without any intention of stopping, forcing him to follow suit...
This chapter has been completed!