Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The outcome of the battle on the gambling platform means that the refining master's gambling is over.

Someone's eyes fell on the shattered Sky Cloud Armor, with a look of regret on his face.

This battle armor is really a good armor.

Transforming ninety-nine illusory bodies, creating illusions, basically suppressed at the same level.

It is indeed a pity that such a good armor was cut into pieces.

Then he turned his head to look at the ninth-level Armor Master who slowly retracted the pair of knives, and then his avatar dissipated, and his battle armor re-condensed into a ring.

Who is not.

After wearing a treasure like Ling Yunjia, what kind of battle armor can you look at?

The defense is invincible, and the combat power of the avatar is tyrannical.

These two points directly made the value of Lingyun Armor surpass that of all armors of the same level.

Although the Sky Cloud Armor was also a top-notch battle armor, it was completely inferior to Ling Yun Armor.

"Is this the art of refining weapons in ancient times?" On the attic in the distance, the old man standing behind Shangguan Hong showed emotion.

On the light curtain in front of Shangguanhong, the scene of Han Muye refining the armor was displayed over and over again.

Those layers of clouds and mist swirl around, and at this moment, it seems that they are all extremely mysterious.

Is this also part of the refiner?

Shouldn't refining tools be the rising of fireworks, forging and carving seals?

Below the high platform, the original silence slowly grew louder.

"Today we know that there is such an art of refining weapons in the world, and I don't know what kind of means the powerful weapon refining masters in ancient times had."

"It is said that the ancient times were the real golden age, but now it seems to be true."

"I really want to see how bright those times will be..."

Countless emotions and gazes fell on the battle armor in front of Han Muye.

Most of the people here haven't understood this Lingyun armor until now.

"Good armor." Divine Master Yunji's eyes shone brightly, staring at the golden ring, looking at Han Muye: "Master Han, how about selling this armor to me?"

These words made everyone below stunned.

The two ninth-level Armor Masters standing between the two of them also gave a rush.

Is there such a thing?

This is your competitor, the one who just beat you.

You, Yun Ji, are also one of the twelve top divine masters in Tianji City, how can you be so shameless?

Shouldn't it be us who made this request?

There was some resentment in the eyes of the ninth-level Armor Master holding the golden ring in his hand.

But he also knows that he is not qualified to obtain this level of armor, he can only be greedy.

"Yunji, can you show some face?" Under the high platform, a loud cry came out.

With a movement of Luo Shentong's figure, he had already rushed onto the stage, reaching out to grab Jin Huan.

He was fast, and Zheng Yaoyang on the other side moved even faster.

When Luo Shentong's palm was about to touch the golden ring, a stream of dark gray light turned into a chain, already entangled the golden ring.

"Om—"

Luo Shentong grabbed the golden ring, but the other side of the golden ring was entangled by the chain.

Luo Shentong and Zheng Yaoyang stood opposite each other, their bodies colliding with each other.

The two ninth-level armor masters flew out of the high platform uncontrollably. Although Han Muye and Yun Ji were standing there, their bodies were already aroused with halos.

"The surname is Zheng, I am not afraid of you."

Luo Shentong roared, and a golden flame rose from his body, turning into a roaring dragon, with pieces of golden flame scales shining.

There were streaks of metallic halos flashing on his body.

According to legend, his body is a combination of twelve war puppets.

"Crazy Luo, you are nothing more than that." Zheng Yaoyang said lightly, and behind him there was also a streak of frost and flames entangled with each other, turning into a ten-foot-long bear.

The momentum collision between the two caused the Yuntao with a radius of hundreds of miles to shake.

This is the top powerhouse in the world.

The avenues of heaven and earth in the realm of the gods can feel and reflect the power of them.

"Zheng Yaoyang, since you're on stage, let's have a fight, and this Ling Yunjia will be the winner." Luo Shentong suddenly let go, and then with a haughty look on his face, he spoke loudly.

"Okay." Zheng Yaoyang raised his hand and swung it, hanging the golden ring in the air not far away.

The long dragon behind them collided with the giant bear again, and then exploded, pushing Han Muye and Yun Ji out of the high platform.

From the beginning to the end, the two never asked the opinions of the audience.

As for the owner of this armor, they did not ask for any opinions.

Divine Master Yunji looked gloomy and could only retreat in defeat.

Han Muye was able to stabilize his footsteps, but he didn't insist, and flew off the stage following the turbulent flames.

That piece of Lingyun Armor should be regarded as a lottery.

On the stage, the momentum of the two of them was still gathering, and the rising flames became more and more intense.

At this time, everyone in the audience showed surprise in their eyes.

"Mr. Zheng Yaoyang gambled with senior Luo Shentong, is this something I can see later?" Someone grinned, almost drooling.

"Haha, it's worth it, it's worth it. This kind of gambling fight is probably rare in a hundred thousand years." Someone waved his arm and smashed it on the head of the person next to him, and he didn't care.

Off stage, more crazy than on stage.

Even Divine Master Mingtong, and Divine Master Zhu Yuan over there, including Xun Chuyun, all looked expectant at this moment.

They are all refining masters, and they all have a desire from the bottom of their hearts to be able to watch and learn from the top fighters in the refining industry.

Seeing the flames rising in front of the two people on the stage, as well as various spiritual materials, Han Muye's heart skipped a beat.

With a flash of divine thought, he whispered a few words.

On the attic in the distance, Shangguanhong, who was sitting upright, his eyes lit up, and he stood up.

"Great Elder, Mr. Han asked me to set up a gamble for this battle."

"The odds are, one loses one."

gambling?

The old man standing behind him was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

"Such a shrewd fellow."

With a movement of his body, he had already appeared above the gambling square.

The moment he appeared, the sky above the square seemed to be swept by a tornado.

"Everyone, old man Shangguan Qing."

In a word, the whole square is silent.

Shangguan Qing, the Great Elder of the Shangguan family of the Seven Families of the Divine Realm, a cosmic powerhouse, truly powerful in controlling one side.

This kind of person actually appeared in Tianji City?

What is he here for?

"Brother Shangguan." Xun Chuyun cupped his hands, with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect this little gambling fight to attract Brother Shangguan."

Even though he, Xun Chuyun, was the top figure in the Xun family, he was still far behind Shangguanqing.

This is the person in charge of the upper three families, a person with a cultivation base that reaches the sky.

"This gambling fight initiated by Fellow Daoist Chu Yun can be described as a grand event." Shangguan Qing chuckled and turned to look at the stage.

"Brother Zheng and Brother Luo gamble, such a thing is rare even in a hundred thousand years."

"Since Shangguan Qing is here, he must be a witness."

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the entire sky turned into blue and white.

"Shangguanqing set up a gamble here. Those on the left are those who support Brother Zheng, and those on the right are those who support Brother Luo."

"No matter what you press, you will pay one for one."

He had a smile on his face, and he had the absolute confidence that only the principals of the last three families dared to have.

No matter what the pressure is, one pays one.

He didn't care about money because of such a grand event, and he naturally wanted to participate in it.

If anyone else spoke like this at this time, the craftsmen in Tianji City below would spit on their faces.

But the one standing there now is the top one among the seven families of God's Domain.

In the entire God's Domain, only such people are qualified to say this.

"Hehe, then Yu will join in the fun and support Fellow Daoist Luo." Yu Zhen smiled, raised his hand and threw a prehistoric war puppet.

Xun Chuyun's face remained unchanged, he shook his hands and threw out five prehistoric battle puppets, pressing them on Zheng Yaoyang's side.

Sure enough, it was the Seven Great Families, and this handwriting was astounding.

The others looked at each other, all kinds of spiritual materials, war puppets, and soldiers were thrown out.

Don't worry about not being able to get the bet if you win, if the Shangguan family can't get the bet, then God's Domain won't be called God's Domain anymore.

As for why this match was suppressed, it was because Zheng Yaoyang and Luo Crazy were standing on the stage!

Didn't you see that Master Zhu Yuan, Master Yun Ji, and Master Ming Tong threw out several half-step cosmic level treasures?

But in a short while, both sides have already pressed all kinds of treasures that are difficult to settle with origin coins.

Its value cannot be estimated.

There are thousands of prehistoric treasures alone.

The numbers on both sides are about the same.

However, it can be seen that there are slightly more people who support Zheng Yaoyang.

Although Luo Shentong is from Tianji City, but he is crazy and arrogant, even if he is extremely powerful, in the eyes of most people, he may not be able to compare with Zheng Yaoyang's power.

However, both of these two have their own supporters, and both of them have dropped all kinds of treasures to support them.

For a moment, spiritual light shone on both sides of the sky.

On the stage, the two great masters who shot the refining device were not affected.

The flames in front of Zheng Yaoyang rose, and within the purple flames, there was a gleam of spirituality.

From Han Muye's point of view, Zheng Yaoyang's talent in crafting is indeed remarkable.

At the beginning, he only demonstrated it once in the Ziyang Cauldron, and he already had a comprehension of the control of this kind of spiritual power.

Even if the control of this kind of power is not deep enough, not thorough enough, and there is no way to compare with yourself, but as long as you can comprehend it, it will not be difficult in the future.

Zheng Yaoyang obviously wanted to reproduce the scene of Han Muye making a move in Ziyang Cauldron.

All creatures.

It seems that Zheng Yaoyang also felt that he was not sure of victory, so he used his latest insights to refine the weapon.

On the other side, there are small squares in front of Luo Shentong.

There is a faint aura on these squares.

Outsiders don't know what it is, but Han Muye knows it.

This is the new shuttle developed by him and Luo Shentong.

Condensed and combined in small spaces, and finally turned into a 30,000 zhang flying shuttle.

Both of them moved very fast.

Within an hour, a blue bamboo stick had already been refined in front of Zheng Yaoyang.

This bamboo stick is green, three feet long and as thick as a finger.

A golden streamer in Zheng Yaoyang's hand continued to move and carve seals on the bamboo stick.

I don't know how many divine patterns are left on the bamboo stick.

On the bamboo stick, a strange breath was brewing.

"Spirits?" Xun Chuyun whispered below.

Divine Master Zhu Yuan beside him and Divine Master Yun Ji who had been defeated before also showed surprise on their faces.

"How is it possible to use weapons to create souls? This is, this is a restricted area for refining weapons..." They looked at each other, and there was an unbelievable light in their eyes.

On the other side, Master Mingtong turned his head to look at the Great Monarch Muyue beside him.

"You said that Zheng Yaoyang met Han Muye once."

"Also, they seem to have some sort of relationship."

Great Venerable Mu Yue nodded.

Divine Master Ming Tong looked at Han Muye, and there was a strange halo in his eyes.

"Creature?" Luo Shentong on the stage also raised his head, with a strange expression on his face.

"Haven't you, Zheng Yaoyang, been researching back to the source and the power of the source? Why did you change direction?"

Zheng Yaoyang chuckled, and looked at the thousands of small cubes floating in front of Luo Shentong.

"Didn't you lunatic say that you will never make combined utensils again?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, then bowed their heads again and hurried to do their own things.

In the audience, those who had a thorough understanding of the two people's past began to discuss in low voices.

Zheng Yaoyang is most famous for replacing his physical body with the body of a war puppet.

According to their perception and derivation of those great powers, they carried the soul with their inanimate bodies, and finally stepped into the realm of immortality and immortality.

The Dao that Zheng Yaoyang has always adhered to is also the principle of the origin of all things, which is above all spirituality.

But at this time, he clearly wants to use rules to give birth to spirituality.

This is the opposite of the way he has practiced and pursued for countless years.

"Have you realized again, or is there another reason?" Those refiners who were familiar with Zheng Yaoyang were all at a loss.

"Luo Shentong is not willing to refine the treasures of differentiation and combination because of the injury of his own soul. It seems different this time?"

"Also, he has been studying flying shuttles for nearly 10,000 years. Who can understand what he is refining now?"

Even those refiners in Tianji City couldn't see what Luo Shentong was refining.

"Om—"

An hour later, the bamboo stick in front of Zheng Yaoyang turned into a golden phantom, and the phantom flew around, slowly forming a cocoon.

Butterfly.

When the light cocoon cracked, everyone was attracted by the colorful butterfly inside.

When the butterfly spread its wings, it seemed that the whole world was in turmoil.

"What a spirit butterfly!" Shangguan Qing shouted loudly.

spirit.

This is the biggest characteristic of this butterfly.

This spiritual word alone is enough to show Zheng Yaoyang's strength.

In the entire Tianji City, there are millions of craftsmen, one counts as one, who can refine spirit things like this?

Using tools to create life, this is a forbidden area for creation!

"Om—"

On the opposite side, the small grid in front of Luo Shentong began to assemble.

As the combination continued, the prototype of a shuttle appeared.

Then, the shuttle began to expand.

From the beginning of three feet, it turned into a thousand feet in one fell swoop.

Then, when the entire flying shuttle was formed, it was already hanging high in the sky, reaching 30,000 zhang.

It's not that there can be 30,000 feet, but the phantom of the combination has 30,000 feet.

"Brother Luo, is this your shuttle?" Zheng Yaoyang looked solemn, staring at the phantom of the shuttle, and said in a deep voice.

Luo Shentong showed a smug look on his face, nodded, and looked at the Lingdie in front of Zheng Yaoyang.

"You're not bad either. If it weren't for this spiritual thing, the old man wouldn't even look at you in the future."

The audience was at a loss.

They have watched the refining process of the two on this stage, it can be called stunning.

Various methods, techniques, and various secret methods are displayed.

But at this moment, how do these two things compare?

can't read.

"Brother Luo, my Shangguan family is willing to—"

Shangguan Qing shouted, before he finished speaking, Zheng Yaoyang reached out and grabbed Luo Shentong's arm in front of him.

"Brother Luo, my Zheng family wants a shuttle, you can ask me anything you need."

Luo Shentong grinned at his words.

Glancing at Han Muye below, Luo Shentong raised his hand to put away the flying shuttle, and looked at Zheng Yaoyang: "Then give me the Lingyun Armor?"

Zheng Yaoyang nodded: "How about we count this game as a draw?"

draw.

draw?

draw!

Everyone looked at the stage in a daze, and then at the treasures scattered around.

Say yes, pay one for one.

"Let's go, let's go, this flying shuttle refining is not easy, I still have a lot of ideas to come up with." Luo Shentong waved his sleeves to collect the flying shuttle and the golden ring, and flew off the stage.

"Boy Han, I promised you that I would gamble with Xun Chuyun, but I won't help you if I took a big order today."

"The gambling is up to you."

Luo Shentong laughed, raised his hand and waved to Xun Chuyun over there: "Go on, go on."

Zheng Yaoyang also took his spirit butterfly away and took a look at Xun Chuyun.

"Fellow Daoist Chu Yun, I am only competing with Brother Luo today, and your gambling fight has nothing to do with us."

irrelevant.

Countless people in the audience wanted to scold their mothers.

Lao Tzu paid real money, you say it's irrelevant?

You didn't lose anything, but I lost everything and lost everything.

If it weren't for Zheng Yaoyang and Luo Crazy on the court, someone would have already started to scold them.