Rebirth of the best son

Volume 4 Chapter 60 Witch Weapon?

"The game begins!" After the elder of Wudian announced the order to start, the five casters took action at the same time. After three days of tempering, the impurities of the Jiutian meteorite iron had almost been removed. Hua Ming put in the only material.

In the copper furnace.

This competition was originally just a bet between Hua Ming and Master Meng, but with the intervention of the other three major families, it immediately turned into a battle between the four major casting families.

Master Meng did not look at anyone after he entered the casting process. He kept adding some ore materials into the copper furnace. His technique was fast and skillful, and the connection between them created a sense of beauty, which won a lot of applause from the viewers.

The top casting masters of the other three major families also received a lot of applause. Only Hua Ming did not use any tricks. He just put the black thing into the copper furnace and did not see any special or gorgeous movements from him.

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"Am I just saying that he has no ability? How can he be compared with the four masters at such a young age?" someone said below!

"makes sense!"

"What's the use of gorgeous techniques? I think Master Meng's casting level has reached a state of returning to nature...!"

Regarding the various discussions in the audience, including the casters from the other three major families, they did not pay attention, because they had put all their energy into the materials in the copper furnace!

Hua Ming's spiritual sense is always paying attention to the situation of the Jiutian Meteoric Iron. After three days of tempering, the Jiutian Meteoric Iron was completely refined by Hua Ming except for the outer layer of the internal structure and all impurities were removed, so when he threw it into

As the temperature increases, changes begin to occur in the copper furnace!

First, a trace of brilliant light shines through. The melting of the outer shell reveals the true and gorgeous dusty appearance of the Jiutian meteorite. An hour later, a colorful light bursts out from Huaming's copper furnace!

"Ah, look! What kind of light is that?" Hua Ming curled the corner of his mouth, and with a thought in his mind, the surrounding energy continued to gather towards his copper furnace. With the addition of spiritual energy, the temperature in the copper furnace increased again, so

The colorful light becomes more and more brilliant.

The heads of the four major foundry families all looked horrified, "Is that the five-colored divine iron?"

"Jiang Hao, you hid it so well that you didn't expect that your family actually has a piece of five-color magical iron. But I don't know how skilled the forger is. It would be a pity if it turns into a ball of scrap iron!"

The head of the family, Meng Tianyong, said with jealousy.

"Hehe, such a good treasure actually allows a novice to refine weapons, what a luxury!" Long Feng, the head of the Long family, said with a smile!

"Yes, what a pity!" Ji Changfeng, the head of the Ji family, also looked sad.

Jiang Hao smiled and said nothing, but he was secretly depressed in his heart: "Why didn't I recognize that it was the five-colored magical iron? I hope that boy Meng can refine a peerless artifact!"

Hua Ming made too much noise, and the four casting masters looked at it at the same time and their hearts were shocked, "Colorful Divine Iron!" Then he all retracted his attention to his copper furnace.

The light in the Huaming Copper Furnace became more and more intense. When the last layer of the shell was taken off, a dazzling multi-colored light rose into the sky, forming a pillar of light. Suddenly the wizards in the Lost City could feel the light in this pillar of light.

Contains a wonderful atmosphere.

At the most critical moment, Hua Ming's spiritual sense directly penetrated into the copper furnace and controlled the Jiutian meteorite iron that had turned into liquid to gradually form a three-foot-long sword. At the same time, the formation symbols in his soul shook.

Shaking, Hua Ming's fingers began to beat quickly, and countless formations and techniques flashed one after another, finally forming a spirit gathering array in the air. At this moment, the small sword in the copper furnace was officially formed. Hua Ming turned his palm to gather spirits.

The formation suddenly rushed into the copper furnace, and strange lines flashed on the body of the small sword, and finally disappeared.

Hua Ming was sweating slightly on his forehead. With his current cultivation level, he was still a bit reluctant to use the formation, so after resting for a while, he pinched the formation techniques with both hands again, and the witchcraft power in his body was guided to his hands and then formed in the air.

Created a mysterious formation!

"Seal!" The thumbs that were originally clasped together turned over again, and suddenly the newly formed sharp gold array flew into the copper furnace, landed on the sword, and finally disappeared!

"Ding dong, ding dong!", the sword cast by Master Meng has taken shape. Under his unique tapping, clear veins appeared on the sword. Hua Ming looked back at the movements of the other three casters.

It is also very beautiful, and the vitality can be gathered under their hammers. However, it seems that the hammering method used by Master Bi Meng is a lot more jerky.

After playing two formations in a row, Hua Ming felt a sense of emptiness in his body. He put a ray of his mind on Tonglu's forehead dagger, closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath!

"Ding dong!" A smile appeared on the corner of Master Meng's mouth. He put the forged sword into a pool of clear water and immediately made a beautiful "chi chi" sound.

"The Qinghong Sword I forged has been completed!" Master Meng raised a divine sword that was full of brilliance. The entire sword body had clear veins that could clearly reflect a person's appearance. He gently touched it with his fingers.

One flick can make a "buzzing" sword sound!

"Good sword, really good sword!" The elder of the Witch Palace held the divine sword in his hand and kept marveling. Then the other three forgers also forged a divine sword. Judging from the tone of the elder of the Witch Palace, it was obviously not as good as the sword.

Now Hua Ming is the only one who has been forged by Master Meng. As long as his weapon has one level, it will instantly make a difference.

Hua Ming slowly opened his eyes. After such a period of adjustment, the witchcraft in his body was flowing like a rushing river. The formation symbols in his soul were surging. The formations were beating between his fingers. The casting was completed.

The four masters all stared at Hua Ming's fingers, as if each of his tricks had a special effect!

"It's done!" Immediately, a dotted line that was difficult to see with the naked eye formed a formation in the air. When he turned his palm, the formation immediately moved towards the flying sword seal. When the formation disappeared into the flying sword, Hua Ming bit the tip of his tongue.

As soon as the menstrual blood spurted into the stove, a strange sound "buzzing" spread around!

"Whoosh!" A colorful sword shadow rushed out of the copper furnace, and then floated above Hua Ming's head out of thin air!

"Ah, a witchcraft! He has definitely refined a witchcraft. How is this possible?"

The elder of the Witch Palace, the head of the four major foundry families, suddenly stood up from his seat and stared blankly at the three-foot-long dagger suspended above Hua Ming's head. "Witch weapon, it's actually a witch weapon!"

Witchcraft possesses spirituality and can fly on its own.

A smile appeared at the corner of Hua Ming's mouth, and with a wave of his hand, the dagger floating above his head flew into his palm with a whoosh!

"We admit defeat!" the four casting masters said at the same time!

Seeing Master Meng admitting defeat, Hua Ming was extremely happy. However, refining this flying sword cost too much, and Hua Ming felt his body tremble and could hardly stand still.

"Witch weapon, it's a witch weapon!" Boiling, the crowd in the entire Tiandi Terrace was boiling. "The witch weapon is mine!" Suddenly a figure rose into the air from the crowd, and then with a few quick flashes in the air, he came to Heaven and Earth.

On stage!

A flash of afterimage flashed, and the dagger in Hua Ming's hand was caught in his hand, and then his body rushed into the crowd, and the demon took advantage of the crowd to escape!

ps: The new book has been released and two chapters have been updated. Students who have time can check it out. There is a link on the homepage of this book. Call for flowers again. The wolf is chasing too hard! Haha, the third update is here. I hope everyone likes it.

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