Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Time passed by, and Chen Ming had only half an hour's time left. Hua Feng even felt that he was holding the winning ticket, showing a confident expression on his face.

At this time, Chen Ming once again threw the iron ore with the ice attribute into the furnace, and saw that he pressed his palms, and injected an endless stream of flame energy into the ore, making it less than one. It is automatically extinguished when it encounters a fire.

The materials that entered the furnace this time obviously kept the ice properties while also being well integrated into the fire. Then Chen Ming used the fire control technique to ignite flames, and the iron ore began to slowly disintegrate and melt.

Chen Ming entered a deeper level of concentration. At this moment, he was covered with golden flames, his right hand suddenly turned into a string of gold, and then lightly swayed in the void, the iron ore in the furnace, the sand line They flew up one after another, humming and shaking in the air.

In the next second, I saw the rubble on the surface "crushing", falling one after another, turning into small particles of powder in the air.

At this time, after the process of removing turf and impurities and removing Impurities, the purification of the material has been achieved to the extreme, and what is left is the essence of these materials.

Chen Ming has always had very high requirements for the purity of items, because only by removing a large amount of Impurities, can the grade and value of these materials be continuously ascensioned.

At this time, Hua Feng walked out of the refining room, holding a very perfect mysterious high-grade sword.

In fact, Huafeng still has the strength to refine a better sword. It's just that due to time constraints, secondly, he feels that he can win more than enough by using this high-grade mysterious sword to compete. Why waste more material?

When his sword entered the range of Chen Ming's refining device, Chen Ming's mind was in a trance, an invisible pressure seemed to be repelling the sword he was shaping in the furnace.

Not only did his inner True Essence receive a certain impact, the shaping sword body was twisting in the void, as if suppressed by Sword Qi, it was constantly changing the shape of its body surface.

In this way, the aesthetics of the swords produced by Chen Ming will definitely be affected.

"Huh, kid, you give up, you are now under the control of me in the pill furnace, haha~" Hua Feng's laughter echoed in the void at this time.

In the next second, he saw a strong flame rising into the sky. After Chen Ming had reached Spirit Power, he suddenly waved his hand. Just now, the golden hand burst out with a brilliant metallic light, and then the iron deformed in the void. The block was sucked into a constant force, and the iron block instantly stretched and thinned.

The oppressive forces surrounding the iron stone just now bounced away.

Several layers of air waves rushed into the sky, tumbling the Xuan-level high-rank in Hua Feng's hand in the air for several weeks, and finally landed tens of meters away. Hua Feng himself was shocked several meters away by this force.

However, Chen Ming still maintained a calm look on his face at this time, and he stretched out his hand violently, slapped a few times on the soft fine iron, and then turned into a few fingers, using the finger at the very fast essence of the fine iron Heavy localization.

A few seconds later, that incredible scene appeared before Hua Feng's eyes.

I saw that the fine iron in the void was surrounded by a piece of ice crystal, gradually turning into the shape of a sword, and some scattered stars could be seen vaguely above the blade.

The peak blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the sword tip is as sharp as a wheat awn.

Subsequently, Chen Mingbu formed a formation that gathered a large number of Spiritual Qi. As more and more spiritual patterns were condensed, the tip of this sword became more powerful when it was activated. The subsequent rank will be higher.

Hua Feng was already stunned at this time, constantly dilating his own pupils. At present, the inside of this sword made of fine iron can basically be judged that there is absolutely no Impurities, it is completely pure iron.

As a Ninth-Rank refiner, he can deeply understand that the possibility of this "absolute purity" is almost zero, generally only theoretically.

But now such a "pure" sword appeared in front of him, and the strength contained in it was absolutely greater than that of own. Otherwise, he would not retreat his sword dozens of meters away.

"Who is this kid~" Hua Feng couldn't help but question in his heart.

Why did these fine irons become so soft and docile in his hands?

I have never heard of this person on the mainland, and what kind of clan he is in?

Is it really the refiner of Hidden World Sect? I really saw what is called face slaps now.

The last part that is still being refined in the furnace is the part of the sword hilt. It seems that a golden molten slurry is boiling and forming in the furnace. With Chen Ming's "rise", the molten slurry leaps in the air with a golden light. It shot in all directions, scattered throughout the valley.

It also pierced Hua Feng's eyes brightly. The light was not only translucent but also hot, so that people could hardly open their eyes.

In the next second, I saw a golden dragon breaking free from its shackles. After the molten slurry soared in the void for a while, the brilliant light dissipated. Vajra circle package.

On the body surface, several small golden dragon shapes are carved with gold threads, which look exquisite and delicate. In the end, the hilt and the sword body are perfectly integrated, like an art treasure recorded in an ancient book.

This undoubtedly made Huafeng's sword bleak immediately.

"Complete!" Chen Ming said calmly, and the soft blade and hilt strengthened and solidified for a while, making a crisp "ding" sound, and the sword fell into Chen Ming's hands in the next second.

But at this time, the face of this god-tier didn't seem to be excited by the supreme work that was cast into a top grade.

This made Hua Feng feel incredible. How could such a perfect sword excite him?

"Whhhhhh~" Chen Ming took advantage of the situation and danced a few sword flowers in the air. The thin blade made a sharp whistling sound in the air, and with sporadic cold air, this sword actually danced out. Pieces of snowflakes come.

What is certain is that even if no formation is added, the sword light swayed by this sword in each style is enough to achieve a horizontal and vertical like a dragon, cutting iron like mud, and a sword that is deadly.

"Huh, it's okay, it's okay to make a living." After putting away the sword, Chen Ming said this absolutely heart-wrenching sentence if nothing had happened.

Hua Feng almost squirted out a mouthful of blood. Is this kid scolding me?

Such an effect can be considered average for him? As far as he is concerned, the weapons I cultivated can only be called broken copper and broken iron?

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