Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the protective cover, Lingxian burned the magic fire with his left hand, pinching the treasure seal with his right hand, and started the refining process like clouds.

His movements are very smooth, without any stagnation and strenuousness, giving people a pleasing look.

After a while or so, a prototype of a disk appeared in midair, emitting a faint light. After another half an hour, in the eyes of everyone's dull eyes, the spirit plate finally took shape, and the light followed.

I saw it floating in the midst of the sky, surging with golden light, just like the big sun, shining brightly.

Although the magic weapons in the surrounding area also radiate light, compared with this spirit measuring plate, it is undoubtedly like Haoyue and Firefly, which cannot be compared at all.

It seems to be the only one in the world, covering up all the magical light, and attracting everyone's attention.

Eyes gathered on the spirit plate, filled with incredible light, it seemed impossible to believe that it was made by Lingxian.

Is it really refined?

Within a short period of half an hour, a five-pin spirit plate was refined?

The crowd at the scene was dumbfounded. Although they couldn't believe it, the facts lay before them and they couldn't believe it.

After a short while, there was a chilling sound at the scene. After that, both the protective cover and the outside world boiled thoroughly, shaking like a tsunami.

"Unbelievable! Is this the last of the crane? It's your uncle!"

"It's unbelievable. In just half an hour, a five-pin spirit plate has been refined. How do I think my worldview is starting to collapse!"

"It's too perverted. Even a refiner in the Sipin realm may not be able to make a Wupin spirit plate in such a short time!"

There was a sound of exclaiming, one after another.

Everyone was shocked at the scene, and it was almost impossible to add more.

Even the elders who were motionless were stunned and staring at Lingxian.

For one thing, the five-pin spirit plate is too amazing, especially against the background of those magic weapons.

You have to know that the magic weapon is only the eight products, and the highest one is only the sixth product, and this six product magic weapon is still the champion incense that they identified in their hearts.

But in such a situation, it is not too high, but a five-grade magic weapon has emerged. How can everyone not be shocked?

The second is because of the refining time of the spirit plate.

You know, the five-grade magic weapon is not about refining. The ordinary five-grade gas refiner can be refined within half a day, which is already a good result.

However, Ling Xian only spent half an hour, naturally shocking them.

Three are because of his identity.

In the hearts of everyone, he was the penultimate crane tail, no different from waste. However, at this moment, the waste in their hearts was a public refining of the five-pin test spirit plate, suppressing the champion they identified in their hearts.

With such a huge contrast, how can they not let them stagnate?

Coupled with the first two shocks, the three appear together, and the impact formed is violent and cannot be believed!

Therefore, everyone in the audience was so shocked that they felt that their brains were blank, and they seemed to have lost their ability to think.

"I said that I am bound to win the championship."

There was a slight smile on Lingxian's mouth, without complacency or ridicule. But in the eyes of everyone, it was undoubtedly a big slap, and it was severely drawn on their faces.

The crowd turned back from their stagnation, and the sight of Ling Xian suddenly became complicated, shocked, unbelieving, and ashamed.

At this moment, they just felt the hot pain on their faces, and the whole face was swollen.

Especially those outside the world who have taunted Lingxian more than once, at this moment even feel that they are a fool and feel ashamed.

The situation is clear now, no judgments, no words, and the outcome has been announced.

As soon as the five-pin magic weapon appeared, all the magic weapons present were overshadowed. Even if the sword made by Xiangru has been playing at a high level, it is not comparable to the Wupin Detective Plate, and even has no qualifications for comparison.

In other words, the champion they identified did not win the championship, but the object of their ridicule was obtained. How can they not feel ashamed?

Feeling the extremely complicated eyes of everyone, Ling Xian's mouth showed a slight smile, and he did it.

Not only did I complete the goals I set for myself, but by the way, it hit everyone's face.

Yes, just by the way. The ridicule of some of the ants' ants, with his broad mind, would never be taken seriously.

"Now, you have no objection to this championship."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, glanced at the audience with dull eyes, except for those elders who could barely face up, the others lowered their heads unconsciously.

objection?

You have refined the five-grade magic weapon, and there is a fart objection!

Everyone in the room sighed, except for shame in their hearts, they had nothing but conviction.

Ask yourself, let alone refining them in half an hour, even if you give them a few years, they may not be refining.

Even if the elders in mid-air had no two hours, they could not make the five-pin spirit plate.

How can everyone be dissatisfied?

Seeing everyone lowering their heads without any questioning voice, Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, since you have no objections, this champion is mine."

The voice fell and the scene was silent, neither applauding nor refutation.

If you change to the past and decide the Qitang champion, it will be inevitable to watch the lively people applaud. However, just after they were beaten by Ling Xian, how could they cheer?

And Ling Xian does not need the applause of everyone, he only needs the obedience of those people.

"well."

With a smile, Ling Xian went straight to Xiangru, with a little apology, "I'm sorry."

"There is no need to say sorry, you and I have our own strengths to compete fairly."

Xiang Ru's expression was complicated, saying: "I lost, but I'm not as good as you, no one can blame."

"You can think that way, naturally it is the best." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and then ignored the fragrance as before, and turned her eyes to the elder outside the protective cover.

Then he secretly broke through and passed his voice out.

"The reward of the championship, please keep it for me, I have something to do now, go ahead."

The voice fell and everyone in the room was stunned.

Something?

What could be more important than receiving a championship award?

Everyone at the scene couldn't figure it out, but when they turned their eyes to Lingxian, they found that his body gradually faded, and he actually left the protective cover.

This made them even more confused and more puzzled.

While feeling puzzled, everyone suddenly thought of Ling Xian's name, and could not help but emerge a guess.

In particular, those elders who knew Ling Xian easily broke the protective cover and needed a high level of accomplishment, were even more speculative.

This person, shouldn't he really be the legendary master of the fairy?