She is on Fire at the Apex of Si Ye’s Heart

Di Qian was tortured by that breath and sweat broke out on his forehead. It wasn't until the breath disappeared that he suddenly seemed to be alive again. He glanced at the situation on the other side and continued to complete the next step of shaping.

The old pavilion master is still continuing to refine and has not taken the next step. Although they know the old pavilion master's ability, when they learned that he was going to refine the fairy weapon, even outsiders were in a cold sweat, fearing that he was going to refine it. The panic.

Laoge mainly lost.

I'm afraid that the entire crafting world will be in turmoil.

The weapon refiners gathered nearby did not interrupt their refining, and looked at the game with solemn expressions. As everything went smoothly on Di Qian's side, their expressions became more solemn.

This person's refining level is indeed very strong.

"The shape he created should be a knife."

"The old pavilion master has also begun to shape up."

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Cangfeng Yudai rested for a while in his mansion. Looking at the holographic projection image displayed by the optical brain, he picked up the tea cup and took a few sips before placing it next to him and resting on the rocking chair for a while.

Official Si

Cang Fengyu opened her eyes and saw the man tucking the corner of the blanket for her. Seeing that he woke up, the man said, "Are you worried about the situation over there?"

Cang Fengyu's eyes were groggy as he scanned the holographic screen displayed behind him and shook his head: "He will take care of the matter over there, so don't worry."

Si Xing didn't ask anything, just concerned about his body: "Go back to sleep?"

Cang Fengyu shook his head: "Lying here is fine."

Si

The "him" in Cangfeng Yu's mouth was watching with relish at this moment, occasionally suppressing his breath, looking at the fear and repressed look in those people's eyes.

As we all know, if you want to refine a fairy weapon, you have to go through the marrow cleansing process to refine a real fairy weapon. Otherwise, it will only be a semi-finished product at best, and it can only be regarded as a spiritual weapon at best.

Everyone is paying attention to the game.

Watching the weapons the two of them forged gradually take shape, Di Qian forged a sword, while the old pavilion master forged a sword.

The next step is also the most critical.

Both of them are already preparing to arrange the formation to gather spirits.

The spiritual energy around the world condensed towards them.

Start preparing for engraving.

The rule for winning or losing their competition is to calculate who has carved the most formation patterns. Compared with the previous two steps, this is the most critical and extremely important.

But if there is a deviation in the engraving.

Not to mention not being able to induce weapon tribulation and refining the fairy weapon, it is also very likely that it will be completely reduced to scrap metal at a more critical moment.

Even if they are not weapon refiners, they can still feel that the spiritual energy on Di Qian's side is extremely strong, but the old pavilion master's side has no advantage at all.

Most of the aura was attracted to Di Qian.

Without the assistance of spiritual energy, even if they were not weapon refiners, they knew that it would be impossible to carve patterns at all. Everyone couldn't help but worry about the old pavilion master.

But now.

They must not affect the old Pavilion Master.

Even in the domain network live broadcast, there were not many people talking, and the focus was on the competition. Occasionally, there would be a refiner expressing his opinion and the chance of winning.

Others might not be able to do it, but after all, the old pavilion master has been in a position of power for many years. He arranged another layer of formations on top of the formations, causing spiritual energy from all directions in the world to flow towards him.

While everyone heaved a sigh of relief, they did not forget to see the old pavilion master's ability to rearrange the formation into a new one, which would be impossible for other weapon refiners.

Di Qian on the other side had obviously noticed it. He glanced at the old pavilion master and seemed a little surprised. The old pavilion master had already condensed the first formation pattern, but now he had condensed the third one. He wanted to catch up. It's impossible to get on yourself.

But what made Di Qian nervous was not this, but the sudden pressure of the breath. He didn't know how long it would take for that breath to come over, so he could only take advantage of this moment to gather a few more and release them.

really.

Di Qian's forehead was sweating, and it came again.

The condensed fifth pattern suddenly burst.

This made everyone look stunned.

"What's going on? This person has condensed the five paths and is no longer good?"

"What fifth way, his fifth way collapsed."

"Isn't he already dead when he reaches the fourth level? Then doesn't the old Pavilion Master win?"

The incident at Di Qian made everyone feel happy, but they never imagined that there was an unimaginable invisible force surrounding them.

The people on the other side of the heaven are not feeling well.

Di Qian, who was competing above, felt even more uncomfortable. He knew that the man was helping the humans in the Abyss Valley, but could he be made to give up by just putting pressure on him?

Totally impossible!

Forced by the pressure of his aura, he condensed the fifth formation pattern, disappointing everyone around him.

"Look at how hard it was for him to condense the fifth formation pattern. Maybe we still have hope in the future."

"There is still hope."

Cang Tiandao, who was still in the mood to play, suddenly turned resentful, his cold little face full of dissatisfaction. He removed his aura and muttered in a low voice: "I take it back, I won't play anymore, you have already gone so far. How do you know what I'm doing?"

Compared to his Heavenly Way.

Cangfeng Yucai is more like a heavenly dao!

The enveloping coercion disappeared.

Di Qian was sweating profusely, and the condensed sixth path collapsed again. After confirming that there was no such aura around him, he condensed the sixth path again.

"The aura is gone."

The people in heaven breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be careless, it may appear again after a while."

Jiang Liang was unhappy, but he was still afraid of that power and was transmitting messages: "Why do I feel that he has been playing with us?"

Come later.

Will come later.

It made them dare not relax.

Hearing what he said, they really felt that that person was playing with them, but... with that person's temperament, it didn't seem like he would play with them.

Jing Zheng frowned: "Maybe it's not him."

Several people's expressions changed, and they communicated through sound transmission: "Who is he? Could it be that there are other people in this deep valley who have this ability? How is this possible? And that breath is clearly similar to..."

The voice suddenly stopped. Looking at the changes in other people's expressions, Jing Zheng confirmed again: "It looks like him, but it's not him."

Several people were surprised, how could...

Without the intervention of that aura, Di Qian quickly successfully condensed the sixth formation pattern, while the old pavilion master moved on to the fifth formation pattern.

The old pavilion master gathered the sixth path.

Di Qian is condensing the seventh path.

Two hours have passed.

The old pavilion master is indeed an old pavilion master. If it were other weapon refiners, it would be difficult for them to complete the sixth formation within two hours.