In the Sword Master Realm, in addition to the Sword Immortal, there are also sword refiners and alchemists. There are many sword refiners and very few alchemists.

The power cultivated by the sword immortal is the power of the sword immortal, while the power of the sword refiner and the alchemist is the power of the immortal soul.

The power of this immortal soul is no different from that of the immortal world. The alchemists in the immortal world also practice the power of the immortal soul.

The fire of the immortal soul is summoned through the power of the immortal soul. Since there are no sword refiners in the immortal world, the alchemists in the immortal world directly call the fire of the immortal soul as elixir fire.

And here, everyone calls it the fire of the immortal soul.

The material Ling Yun chose was a black iron block the size of Ling Yun's four or five arms, which was a little heavy. Under Ling Yun's power, the black iron block was suspended in mid-air.

Ling Yun aimed his palm at the black iron block, and a ball of golden flames surged out, instantly covering the black iron block.

“Hohuhuhuhuhu~”

Ling Yun's immortal soul fire had merged into the Burning Sky Flame, appearing golden and powerful. As soon as the flames came out, the amazing momentum shocked the immortal soul fire in the hands of the sword-refining people around him trembled.

Lingyun's Burning Sky Flame is the best among the immortal fire. When ordinary immortal soul fire encounters, they can only tremble and fear.

"Damn, why is that kid's flame so fierce?"

"It's so scary. If he gets fucked like this, it's probably difficult to refine it in one stick of incense!"

"Damn, that kid's flame aura is too terrible. As soon as his flame appears, my fairy soul fire dares not come out!"

"Yes, my Immortal Soul Fire was so scared by that boy that he dared not come out. How could he practice the sword if this continues!"

Many people around who participated in the audition were now affected by the momentum of Lingyun Fentianyan, and they could not summon the flames for a while.

Many people were influenced by Ling Yun and couldn't help but scold them. If this continues, they will not be able to pass the audition.

"Damn, this nameless boy's flame is so strong!"

The second young master of the Cheng family was gloomy and ugly, and couldn't help but curse.

"I'm actually scared by the boy's flames, I dare not come out?"

The second young master of the Cheng family was a little embarrassed and angry at this moment. He thought that his second young master of the Cheng family was shocked by the momentum of an unknown boy, which really made him unacceptable.

"Damn, no matter what today, I will not let you leave Haifeng City alive!"

The second young master of the Cheng family showed a cold face, squinted his eyes, and a clear murderous intent appeared on his face. He obviously had a murderous intention towards Ling Yun.

"Hmph, boy, wait, let you be majestic on the stage for a while. After getting off the stage, I have a thousand ways to kill you!"

The second young master of the Cheng family snorted coldly and ignored Ling Yun. As long as he got off the stage, Ling Yun would not have a good idea.

"First pass this audition, I am also very interested in this ten-year sword refining conference."

The second young master of the Cheng family grinned and then began to refine the sword, slowly summoning the immortal soul fire in his body, which was frightened by the momentum of Lingyun's flames.

Other people around also summoned the flames and began to refine swords.

Under the tent, an old man with white hair sat there, his eyes narrowed into slits and scanned the stage.

His eyes fell on Ling Yun, who was driving a ball of golden flames, and the expression on his face became richer.

"This kid's flame is so strong!"

"It's even stronger than my husband's immortal soul fire, and it's not a little bit!"

"This kid's flame is considered the best in the fire of the immortal soul!"

The white-haired old man touched his beard and stared at Ling Yun, and said in his heart.

"But looking at the boy who looks a little pretty, he doesn't look like a person from my Haifeng City, or maybe from a small village and town around him." The white-haired old man stroked his beard and muttered to himself.
Chapter completed!