The world is fragrant

() Unknowingly, more than half of the two-hour period has already been carried out.

Many contestants have completed their works, but there are also a small number of people who are still sweating profusely forging their brainchild.

"Has Guansu's work not been completed yet?" An old man with white beard frowned suspiciously. He sat beside Ya Lanxuan, who was the head of the three god-level foundry masters hidden by the Foundry Association—Ya Lanxuan. Confucianism.

"Brother, it seems that we have all underestimated his ambition. The weapon he will forge this time may reach the level of a holy weapon." The second old man pondered for a while, and suddenly showed a dignified expression.

Common, Excellent, Excellent, Legendary, Epic, Hallowed, Artifact.

Equipment is roughly divided into seven levels, and being able to cast holy artifacts is already an important criterion for measuring whether one is promoted to a god-level casting master.

For example, most of the legion auxiliary equipment is of the standard of the holy weapon, but its comprehensive ability is not weaker than that of the sub-sacred weapon and the earth-sacred weapon.

"Sixth Uncle is already able to forge holy artifacts?" Ya Lanxuan's face changed color, and she couldn't help crying softly.

"What's the matter, girl Lanxuan? Are you worried about your little lover?" The second old man's complexion was slightly sallow, and at this moment he blinked narrowly at Yalanxuan.

"No!" Ya's cheeks flushed immediately, her eyes flashed brightly, and her small mouth couldn't help but pouted slightly, as if she was becoming angry from embarrassment.

"Girl, tell the truth to the third master, do you want to marry someone?" The third old man's complexion was slightly dark, and his eyes were full of kindness.His voice paused for a moment, and suddenly he asked what was in his heart in a gossip, which immediately aroused Ya Lanxuan's coquettish anger.

"Master, they all bully me. You have to decide for me!"

"Really, girl Lanxuan, I think that young man is not bad, he is handsome and talented, and he is almost a match made in heaven with you." Yarumo replied with a smile.

Ya Lanxuan glared bitterly at the three old and unrefined masters, then his eyes naturally turned to Chu Yunlong's back.

It's just that the tenderness in her heart was fleeting, and soon she stomped her feet angrily, and said coquettishly: "I, I ignore you!"

"Haha... you are a big girl, and you know how shy you are." The three god-level casting masters laughed heartily like urchins.

At this time, the elegant sister was teased by the three masters so shyly, and on the other hand, the No.2 protagonist of the gambling fight also reached the most critical juncture.

Ya Guansu's complexion became very dignified, and the Thunderbolt Furious Ax he cast was about to be completed.

Maybe it's a natural sublimation, maybe it's the luck of Fuling's heart.

He expected that the Thunderbolt Furious Ax could only reach the seven or eight stars of the epic level, but it gradually evolved towards the direction of the holy weapon.

This couldn't help but make him ecstatic.

Although it is said that treasures such as holy utensils, he has successfully cast them several times.

But the materials he used at that time were standard sacred material, even divine material.

If a foundry master can complete the casting at his level with ease, and can dig out unparalleled power from ordinary materials, then he is not far from being promoted.

Unexpectedly, this gambling fight turned out to be a rare opportunity.

At this time, the gate of the God General Founder is waving to Ya Guansu.

As long as he can complete this casting and continue to consolidate and work hard, I am afraid that in the near future, the great elder of the Foundry Association will successfully climb to the top of the No. 4 god-level foundry master.

"Hmph, a competition with no suspense at all, I didn't expect to make a breakthrough in my strength. It seems that even luck is on my side, Yalanxuan, I want to see how you fight me ?”

Ya Guansu looked ambitiously at the big ax that was about to take shape in his hand, and suddenly activated Jing Qi, and then shouted loudly in his mouth: "Jing air plastic objects, cast shadows into shapes!"

"Look, look at the Great Elder!" Among the foundry masters, there were naturally people with knowledge.Many people couldn't help screaming, only to see a red light shoot up into the sky, immediately illuminating Ya Guansu's face.

White, Green, Blue, Purple, Orange, Red, Gold.

Equipped with seven levels, it will naturally reflect his own light at the moment of birth.

"What's the matter, Master Tao?" The steward of Chu felt that the situation of Tao Yezi beside him was different, so he couldn't help asking in doubt.

"It's over, how could it be a sacred artifact?" Tao Yezi's expression was completely dull at this time, his hands were trembling a little, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Hoo...a holy weapon? Why is it a holy weapon? If that's the case, isn't the young master sure to lose?" Chu Yi's face was pale, and he looked at Chu Yunlong's back worriedly.

Suddenly, Chu Yi clenched his fists, he clenched his teeth unwillingly, and his expression turned into determination: "I will never give up until the last moment. I believe, young master, he will never lose!"

The red light soaring into the sky disturbed the people who were still casting. Immediately, several contestants were discouraged, and the equipment being cast was turned into a pile of waste products.

"Damn it, the Great Elder forged a sacred artifact and let people live?" A short fat caster sighed in self-pity. Needless to say, he was one of the unlucky ones who had just been disturbed.

"Brother, anyway, there was no show in the first morning, why are you so excited?" A tall and thin casting master patted the other party's shoulder and comforted him.

Humpty Humpty asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you, you missed it too?"

The tall thin man shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you fail, I think the casting conference is held every year, but the opportunity to observe the casting of holy artifacts is very rare, so even if you fail in the competition, you have to go to see the Great Elder forging on site. "

"Gao, Your Excellency really thinks Gao!" Humpty Humpty gave a thumbs up. The two brothers and sisters rarely felt sympathy for each other after the casting failed.

"Look, the holy artifact is about to be born!" The tall thin man exclaimed.

As soon as the words fell, there was only a thunderbolt in the sky.

In the clear sky of ten thousand miles, a purple lightning bolt suddenly descended, struck Ya Guansu's axe, and gradually formed a long purple dragon entrenched on the back of the axe.

The red light was intense, creating a spectacle of thunder and lightning.

Ya Guansu's hair stood on end, but his face couldn't hide his complacency, and he couldn't help laughing while holding the Thunderbolt axe: "Haha...the sacred artifact! I actually forged a three-star sacred artifact. If it weren't for the low-grade materials , I’m afraid it’s the ten-star sacred weapon, and it’s very possible!”

"Hey, it's a pity. If it weren't for Guansu's slightly weaker strength and inferior materials, I'm afraid the power of this ax will reach the height of a heavenly artifact." Yaru Mo stroked his beard and sighed deeply, feeling deeply regretful.

"Hey, girl Lan Xuan, what are you thinking? Are you worried about your little lover?"

"I didn't expect Sixth Uncle to forge a holy artifact." Ya Lanxuan stared blankly at Chu Yunlong's back as if he had never heard of it.

Suddenly she bit her red lip and asked softly:

"At this time, will you admit defeat?"

The holy artifact appears, and the color of the sky changes.

Chu Yunlong gritted his teeth and tempered the seventh legendary sword. Hearing the wild laughter of the Great Elder, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ya Guansu, the winner has not yet been decided, so it's too early for you to be happy."

Thinking of this, Chu Yunlong swallowed a handful of Tianyuan Dan, and an abnormal blush suddenly appeared on his pale face.

But the determination and blaze in his eyes almost gushed out.

"The eighth legend, the sword is broken, and the soul comes out!"