Peerless Martial God

"On this pair of wings, you can definitely achieve a three-level emperor, and the quality will not be low." The eyes of the people cast their eyes on the winged embryos of Sima Nan, and the hearts of them are dark, and at this moment Sima Nan is still engraving with his partner. The two joined forces, and the power of the attributes of the wind contained in the wings became stronger and stronger, and the embryo had the shadow of the emperor.

On the other side of Ge Qingfeng, the ice crystal feather fan smashed, and the surrounding area turned into a frost, the void was frozen, and the crisp sound of the cockroach came out. A young refiner in the refining device suddenly looked stiff and looked at the ice crystal He swallowed.

"Can't do this." The man saw the breath of ice engulfing him, his face pale, and then his body covered with a faint frost, freezing his body, and the furnace and flame in front of him, Condensed into frost, the flame cup wrapped in the ice, extremely dazzling, and his partner is back, silent.

"This..." The crowd saw this scene silently. The refining contest did not interfere with each other. However, Ge Qingfeng did not deliberately. The horror of his ice crystal lupin caused this consequence. No one at all. I can think of those purple robe masters who also showed a sly look, and then the sound of the cymbal came out. The man broke the frost and all the faces were angry. He finally entered the final of the refining contest, so Finished?

"There is still time, you immediately change position to start refining, but with the strength of your two refiners, the top ten should be hopeless, and you need to work harder." A purple robe master said, the man suddenly hangs his head No longer say anything, I will retract my own refining furnace, no longer refining the device, the momentum is exhausted, and his refining strength can't compete with these people. There is no need to refine it. Not bad.

At this time, the golden light spread, hating Changtian alone on the golden pagoda, the vast golden pagoda, golden light seems to be sprinkled all over the sky, containing a fear of pressure, to suppress everything.

"It’s another three-piece emperor to refine it. I don’t know who they are refining. Who can be better.” The people watched and hated the embryos they had refined, and they all began to show their flaws. Hey, the audience in the distance is already starting to guess, who will get the top three seats in the refining contest.

"The condensate." At this time, Lin Feng shouted, and then the palm of his hand was printed in the sky. The road infiltrated into the embryo. In an instant, the streamline shines, and the road is actually flowing. Every corner of the embryo flows, and the pattern is still the original pattern, but it is changing the layout. A force that shatters all things is swallowed up, and the rifle is sharp to the extreme.

"Hammerhead." Lin Feng snorted, and suddenly Mu Linxue threw the hammer of the refining furnace toward Lin Feng, lifted the giant hammer, Lin Feng's body pressed like a gust of wind, and the giant hammer slammed in the embryo. Above.

"Is this going to be shaped?" The crowd looks condensed, and the stock is shattered and majestic. What can make this empire powerful?

Now, no one knows yet.

"The power is good. Just on that road, it should be enough for the emperor to reach the rank of the third-level emperor, and it is a three-level imperial weapon with a strong attacking power. But is this enough?" To Lin Feng’s action whispered, he smiled at the purple robe master beside him: “It seems that your technique of refining the instrument will take a look at me.”

"The refining contest is not over yet. It is too early for you to say this now. Even if the long guns bind the space played by the martial arts, the power of the law can threaten the emperor. If it is combined with the material of the refiner and the function of the refiner, it is enough for the refining weapon to kill a lower emperor, a high-quality three-level emperor, Yan Feng, and that level. ”

The masters of the refining of Lin Feng and Mu Linxue said slowly, but some of them were drumming up. Lin Feng’s engravings were still bound by space. The embryo of the long gun was too narrow, and Lin Feng’s engraving was It is a horrible circuit, intertwined with endless lines. If it is on the sword, it may still be fully reflected. In this case, if Lin Feng wants to defeat Yan Feng, I am afraid it is really hanging.

"Haha, soon you will be desperate." Yan Feng's predecessor smiled and smiled.

As if to verify his words, Yan Feng's gaze suddenly opened, as if a flame burst out from his scorpion, and then Yan Feng's blood began to roll and swell, and the sound of the slap is like a mountain call. Tsunami.

"I use my blood as a guide." Yan Feng solemnly spit out a voice, suddenly his body actually had blood flowing out, flew toward the front of the embryo, suddenly the embryo rolled up, in the sword, as if there is blood The roaring power.

"The fifth chemical refining device is the fifth, bloody!"

"Hey..." A blood spurted out of Yan Feng's mouth and spit on the embryo. The embryo was reddish like blood. The technique of the nine refining device made him and the device extremely close. At this moment, the fifth blood-smelting smelt, suddenly on top of the sword, lingering out the light of red blood.

The home of the Yan family stood up, and the scorpion also burst into the edge: "The winner of the refining contest should be born."

When everyone heard his words look condensed, the owner of the Yan family was confident in Yan Feng, but the strength of this Yan Feng refiner was really terrible. At this time, a stream of red blood was swung up and gathered. Above the sword, the cloud that condenses into the color of red blood.

"The cloud!" The crowd trembled slightly, and the birthplace clouded. This is the sign of the birth of the four-level emperor. Yan Feng, really want to successfully produce a four-level emperor at one time?

"No wonder he will choose to refine the sword." Many people whispered in their hearts, and the sword is undoubtedly the best that Yan family is. Yan Feng, he chose his own strength, but he has to sculpt this sword to the extreme, with the grade of the sword. Overwhelming the other people's refining of the emperor, of course, if there is no tactical ability of his partner's tactics, Yan Feng can not do this.

"It is no wonder that the squadron of the refining contest has always been so high-profile. At this moment, the owner of the singer is standing up and directly announces that he will win the championship seat of this refining contest. It turns out that the four-level emperor will be born."

"Haha, old guy, your refining technique, it seems that you have to lend me a wait and see." Yan Feng’s apologist has a strong smile. It seems that he already knows that Yan Feng may be able to refine four. The news of the level of the emperor.

The purple robe masters around him look quite unsightly. This can't blame his poor vision. The combination of Lin Feng and Mu Linxue is already very powerful, but he didn't expect Yan Feng to have a card, but he only has it at the moment. Hard to support the scalp: "The master of the refining is not over yet, now it is too early."

"Good, good, I see the master of the refiner, how do you care?" Yan Feng's predecessor is in a good mood, can't help but laugh, this old guy's refining technique, he has been a long time, now Yan Feng is arguing for himself, and finally he has to get it.

"Cough!" Mu Linxue also noticed the cloud above the Yanfeng embryo, and could not help but scream, the flames fluctuated unsteadily.

"Mu Linxue, after the refining contest, I will be 'good' for you." Yan Feng said at this moment, full of ambition, said madly, then once again concentrated on concentrate on the refining device, and Mulin Xuezui corner slightly bite the bloodshot, the flame is more Not stable.

"You can do as much as you can, and the other ones will be handed over to me." Lin Feng said to Mu Linxue, the sound was calm, Mu Linxue looked up slightly, and saw Lin Feng, who finished the hammering of the embryo, as if he felt the strong self-confidence radiated from the other side. Her beauty has ignited confidence and confidence in Lin Feng.

The long guns were only preliminary, Lin Feng actually stopped. Immediately, everyone saw only the terrible power in the palm of Lin Feng. He placed his fingers on the embryo and carved a trace.

"He still wants to engrave?" The crowd saw Lin Feng's movements shrinking for a while, not yet finished?

"A big courage, he wants to engrave a double embryo, and melt two sets of arrays!" That optimistic about his purple robe master's eyes pulsating, and also ignited a hope, he expected Lin Feng to surprise him.

This time, Lin Feng’s engraving was not as fast as it was just now, but a stroke was directly engraved on the unformed embryo. Moreover, there was no immortal power. Every moment he had a grain, the lines were faint, and no one Know what he is carving.

"Is it the wind, or is it illusion?" The man in the role of the master of the red gold robes who was sitting on the front of the flame tower, shot the edge. The ability of this little guy is beyond his imagination, no matter this time. The result of the master, he is ready to invite this little guy into the flame tower, a master of the actor with such a martial ability, if he is a refiner, it will not be bad, and even if he does not practice, just Cooperating with others, it can also have a horrible additive effect. Just like the cooperation between him and Mu Linxue at the moment, Mu Linxue's own refining device can become a second-level emperor, but his martial arts bonus can make the imperial device go straight to three. At the same time, even now, there is hope for breaking through the fourth level.

The embryo of the long gun has been wrapped up by an invisible force. When it comes to the back, the crowd even sees the looming trend of the long gun embryo. The light of a vortex slowly gathers, then slowly empties and lingers. In the void, there was a harsh, whistling sound, like a terrible storm.

"The cloud." The crowd's look is slightly stiff, and the emperors of Lin Feng and Mu Linxue refine their bodies.

"Boom!" Lin Feng, a horrible burst of sound came out, Mu Lie and Mu Yu looked stiff, his face was like a black charcoal, looking at the cracking refining furnace in front of him, this refining contest against them In fact, it’s over!

The two looked up and looked at the clouds over Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue. The look was very unsightly. The combination of Lin Feng and Mu Linxue was not as good as them?