Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Eight hundred and thirty fifth chapter half-human race

In the midst of everyone's attention, Yan Shanhun finally walked to the judges' seat. He straightened up and flew over to the judges' seat. He casually put the magic weapon in his hand on the table:... Those Mo Jili and Young Master

Ye's disciple just glanced at the magic weapon on the table and saw that it was a low-grade peak magic weapon. Moreover, Gongzi Ye's disciple knew Yanshan Soul. What else could he say? He immediately announced loudly that Yanshan Soul Refining

He made a low-grade peak magic weapon, became a low-grade magic weapon master, and gave Yanshan Soul a badge.

After Yan Shanhun took the badge, he raised his head and nodded to Yan Xingyun in the VIP seat, then jumped off the judging bench and left. After Yan Shanhun left, the entire arena suddenly became chaotic. The reason is unknown.

He and the monks were busy looking at Yanshan Soul and forgot to observe the melted refining materials in their own cauldron. At this moment, almost all of them were burnt to waste. They all hurriedly took out the waste liquid inside, with grimaces on their faces.

Re-melt the remaining ingredients. Other book friends are reading:.

Soon, Yanshanhun's figure appeared in Xu Ziyan's private room. Seeing Xu Ziyan's ugly look, Yanshanhun smiled and said: "Ziyan, it's okay! Since some things have to be faced sooner or later, it's better to do it early

A little face to face.: Xu Ziyan looked at Yanshanhun silently for a long time, and nodded lightly. The young master on the side looked at the indifferent appearance of the two people, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart... Who are these two people? Sitting outside with a reward

Wang Woyun, a Mahayana master who wanted to kill her, and the city lords of the three major cities who were obviously hostile to each other even though they had not yet issued a killing order, these two people did not care at all and looked indifferent.

Hide reply

"Fellow Taoist Forge, there is nothing interesting to see here anymore.

If there is any fun place in the weapon refining city, why don't you take us there." Yan Shanhun looked at the young master with a smile.

Gongzi Dui's expression was stunned for a moment, and then a wry smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself, these two people are really arrogant! However, Gongzi Dui still thought about it seriously and said: "The most prestigious place in the refining city is

The Weapon Refining Tower, all the Weapon Refining Masters who come to the Weapon Refining City will go to the Weapon Refining Tower."

"Huh? Then let's go to the weapon refining tower and talk as we go."

Xu Ziyan also smiled and nodded, and became curious about the refining tower. The three people left the box, came outside, and took a monster car towards the refining tower.

"Fellow Taoist Forging, I wonder what's so special about this refining tower?" Xu Ziyan asked softly.

"This refining tower is said to be something left over from ancient times." Gongzi Duo's expression became serious: "The tower is fifteen stories high. It is said that after the great destruction of the ancient times, all the refining masters on the vast road worked together to build this tower.

And the weapon refining skills collected from all over are carved on the four walls of the tower for the world's weapon refiners to study. Each floor is a realm, the first three floors are the realm of magic weapons, and the fourth to sixth floors are treasure weapons.

Realm, the 27th to the 15th floor is the realm of spiritual weapons." Xu Ziyan raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "Friend Taoist Forge said that after the great destruction of the ancient times, there were ninth-grade spiritual weapon masters in the vast continent?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next