The System Takes Me to Practice

Yang Fan gritted his teeth, reluctantly said.

"buy."

"Ding! A thousand points will be consumed for a successful purchase."

As the points are deducted, the same yellow token appears out of thin air in the package of the system.

It was exactly the same as the one that Yang Fan was wearing, even the rune on it.

After about ten minutes, everyone came to the outermost periphery of the imperial tomb, or the first level of the imperial tomb.

Some people came to the interior of the imperial tomb for the first time, and they looked around curiously.

In front of everyone, there is a passage, and the wall lamp on the wall of the passage lights up with the arrival of everyone, illuminating the surroundings.

Just entering the imperial mausoleum, a cold breath struck, making many disciples in the underground couldn't help poking their arms. But I felt warm because of the light from the lamp.

"The prince who entered the imperial tomb and the disciples of various forces, the first level begins! You have twelve hours to refine the magic weapon. Please note that during the imperial tomb trial, you are not allowed to fight with other people in the level. Violators, teleport out of the tomb."

Just as everyone looked at the illuminated passage, a deep voice came from all around the level, unable to distinguish the source of the sound.

At this moment, at the end of the passage, ten armored stone statues appeared from the ground, and each stone statue held a magic weapon of at least five-star level in its hand.

Or gun! Or knife! Or axe! Or sword...

Everyone was shocked, and the amount of real energy in the body was to guard against the sudden attack of the stone statue.

Before long, the ten stone statues were in the eyes of everyone, taking the first step.

boom!

The ground trembled.

Knowing that this is the imperial tomb, it is possible to shake the ground with brute force, at least for the Void Period.

It's just that when everyone thought the stone statue continued to move, the stone statue suddenly stopped not understanding.

Everyone is puzzled.

"Leave them alone, time is running out, they won't attack us."

The first to recover was the second prince Jin Mingyuan.

It suddenly dawned on everyone that the nineteen Jubao Pavilion disciples behind him gathered together, in groups of three or four, or groups of six or seven, responsible for refining various materials, and finally handed them over to the disciples of higher rank. Responsible for molding.

Others also took action. The fifth prince Jin Wenbin's skill in refining was very good. Yang Fan could see that he was a fifth grade refining master and also the highest grade among all princes.

Jin Wenbin didn't sit idle, and minted with the disciples of Jubao Pavilion, without the slightest prince.

The refiner is similar to the medicine refiner. It uses a furnace, but it is different from the medicine furnace. The furnace of the refiner is significantly larger, and there are some defensive array protections outside the furnace, mainly to prevent the refiner The lack of control of the fire caused the furnace to explode.

Unlike the medicine furnace fryer, the explosive power during refining is very powerful. If the fifth-grade material explodes in the refining furnace, the strongest power is enough to kill the monks in the infant transformation period, and the monks in the virtual refining period will not survive. Carefulness can cause serious injuries.

Considering that he is already a seventh-rank refiner, if he doesn't take this opportunity to refine some magic weapons, Yang Fan feels really sorry for the points spent.

As a result, Yang Fan took some high-grade materials from the disciples of the Jubao Pavilion, which caused some people to stern on the spot.

They all knew Yang Fan, but in their hearts they thought that Yang Fan was only a good driver of a magical horse, and Lianqi was definitely not their opponent.

"enough!"

A female disciple of Jubao Pavilion named Jiang Wanying yelled, attracting everyone's attention.

Yang Fan stopped moving, puzzled, and did not ask.

"Wanying, what's the matter?"

Another handsome male Jubaoge disciple came over and said.

This person's name is Bu Xingchen, Jiang Wanying's Taoist companion. The two have been together for two hundred years, and they have some deep feelings.

So Bu Xingchen came to her as soon as he heard Jiang Wanying's delicate voice.

"It's this kid, relying on being a friend of the Five Princes, who doesn't know how to refine tools, but uses so many high-grade materials, isn't this messing up?!!!"

With that, Jiang Wanying looked at Yang Fan with disdain and contempt.

When Yang Fan heard it, his face was expressionless, and he didn't intend to argue. He still held the materials he needed without any delay.

Seeing Yang Fan not speaking, Jiang Wanying sneered when she thought she was talking about Yang Fan's pain.

The five prince Jin Wenbin on the side looked ugly.

Yang Fan is his friend, and Yang Fan helped him win the first place in the Freestyle Horse competition. Now that I saw being insulted by a disciple of the Jubao Pavilion, it was Chi Guoguo who slapped him in the face. Although he was also a disciple of the Jubao Pavilion, he was always the prince of the Golden Origin Country, and he was always separated from the Jubao Pavilion.

"Have you heard? Wanying said so, don't you let it go?"

Bu Xingchen said in a deep voice.

Finally, Yang Fan couldn't help it anymore and spoke slowly.

"Throughout again and again, this is your last chance. Don't humiliate the strong!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned.

At this time, outside the imperial tomb, an inner disciple of the Liangyi Pavilion laughed. Although Yang Fan was talking about the disciple of Jubao Pavilion, Yang Fan was not ashamed of his words. Even the people in the Liangyi Pavilion couldn't help but ridicule.

The current Yang Fan disguised himself as Ning Caichen through the disguise, and his own strength was only in the mid-stage of refining, so he was ridiculed by so many people.

"you!!!"

Bu Xingchen held back his anger and didn't do anything.

At this time, Jin Wenbin came to Yang Fan and said.

"Brother Ning, don't care, you can use these materials."

Yang Fan nodded, took the high-grade materials and sat down in the corner to the side, and began to refine the tools.

"Huh, the kid in the mere refining period, less than 400 years old, wants to refine the fifth-order magic weapon by himself, it is really absurd."

Inside the imperial mausoleum, among the crowd, a disciple of Liangyi Pavilion who looked at Yang Fan uncomfortable said, but his voice was so small that even Yang Fan did not hear it.

Yang Fan slowly sat down, and a black void swallowing inflammation appeared, wrapping the high-grade materials. Even high-grade materials are melting visible to the naked eye under the terrifying flames of Void Inflammation.

Yang Fan's series of operations immediately stunned everyone, even outside the imperial mausoleum, the golden emperor Jin Jianhua, who was sitting on the dragon chair with his head tilted, showed deep eyes and looked at Yang Fan with more golden light than before.

"This...this is!"

Jin Sihan, who watched Yang Fan silently not far away, showed a light of envy, and the girl's heart kept beating.

At the same time, Jin Sihan kept fantasizing in his mind.

"How is this possible!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed!

The sudden voice interrupted Jin Sihan's thoughts, and when he looked around, he stood on the spot blankly.

I saw Yang Fan wave his hands quickly, and the formation runes quickly wandered through the unformed material essence. After a while, Yang Fan finished casting. At this time, the material essence contained a large number of formation runes.

Yang Fan is actually an array mage of at least level three!

Jin Sihan trembled in heart!