Han Yang looked at him coldly and said, "You will see your dog's eyes widen."

Master Fang Wen's face turned black with anger.

Han Yang ignored him anymore and walked to the refining furnace. He thought about adding these materials to the refining furnace at one time.

Everyone around them looked at it seriously, and they also wanted to see if this guy was really capable or was slapping the swollen face and pretending to be fat.

Seeing the order in which Han Yang added these materials, many people couldn't help but change their expressions because they found that the order in which Han Yang added these materials was exactly the same as before.

It can be said that it is not bad at all.

Seeing this situation, everyone's expressions changed. Master Fang Wen also frowned and said, "How is this possible?

How could this kid have this weapon?”

The fourth prince behind also changed his face slightly.

But then Master Fang Wen laughed because he found that although Han Yang added these materials without any problem, the amount he added was problematic.

As a weapon refiner, he knows that both tools and quantity are very important.

Once the quantity added is incorrect, it will affect the final quality.

There was an error in the amount of Han Yang's joining, so it can only be said that his refining will definitely fail this time.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face became even more intense. He turned to look at the fourth prince Yucheng and said, "Don't worry, your highness, this kid doesn't know how to refine weapons at all.

There is a problem with the amount of materials he just added.

So he will definitely not succeed in this refining."

The fourth prince Yucheng, Zhou Gaoyuan and others next to him couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.

Han Yang ignored the people around him, and began to refine these materials at the control temperature.

There is no problem with the amount he added, because he refines the ninth-grade divine treasure, so the ratio of the materials will also change. If it is exactly the same as Master Fang Wen's before, he will not be able to refine the ninth-grade divine treasure.

Unfortunately, with Master Fang Wen's eyes, he would definitely not be able to see it, and of course he would not believe it even if he could see it.

Because in his perception, this dark long sword is an eighth-grade divine treasure, how could it become a ninth-grade divine treasure?

Master Fang Wen couldn't see it, let alone other people, so the contempt in the eyes of those people around him was even more intense.

Zi Luo and Zi Ling frowned even more, and their faces became even more ugly.

But Fu Qingrou looked at Han Yang's appearance, thinking about something.

Although she didn't believe how superb Han Yang's weapon refining skills were, for some reason she could always see full confidence from Han Yang.

She didn't understand why Han Yang had such confidence.

Her sixth sense told her that maybe Han Yang would really succeed, but her reason told him that it was impossible.

However, Han Yang's own refiners finally blended together perfectly, turning into a black liquid that flowed out of the refining furnace and flowed to the refining platform.

These liquids began to slowly condense and gradually formed a dark long knife model.

At this time, Han Yang's hands had already started to move, and he kept drawing runes and gradually formed a magic circle in the air.

Everyone was surprised at this time and looked surprised. Obviously, they didn't expect that this guy would actually know something.

But soon many people frowned because they found that they could not understand what Han Yang was painting. They had never seen the runes Han Yang drew.

Master Fang Wen couldn't help laughing after seeing it for a while, and said with a contemptuous look: "What is this, I've never seen it before.

It's really ridiculous. He actually wanted to use this inexplicable thing to refine the eighth-grade magic treasure. How could that be possible?"

As he said that, he laughed with disdain, obviously in his opinion, Han Yang was really making trouble.

The fourth princes Zhou Gaoyuan, Qin Feng, Jun Sanqian and others next to him also laughed. They also felt that Han Yang was making trouble and he didn't know how to refine weapons.

Among the people around me were some who knew how to refine weapons, and they couldn't help but speak out loud.

Someone said: "What is this?

What is this kid doing?

Is he refining weapons?"

Someone also said, "Where is he refining weapons?"

He is clearly funny. I have lived for so long and have never seen such things when refining weapons. What is this?

I haven't seen it for so long."

For a moment, a strong look of mockery appeared on everyone's faces.

Zi Ling and Zi Luo stood there like a thorn in their backs, feeling anxious.

They were very anxious, and they couldn't understand Han Yang. What was they doing?

However, they still have a hope in their hearts, after all, they have seen these things last time.

They knew that even Master Gu Xuan could not do these things.

But that is alchemy, this is weapon refining, and the situation cannot be compared.

As for Fu Qingrou, she lived together with her eyebrows tightly at this moment, looking at Han Yang as if thinking.

Using her very shallow weapon refining technique, she couldn't understand what Han Yang was doing, but for some reason, she felt some mysterious beauty from the runes drawn by Han Yang.

This is a very rare thing because she has never felt this feeling before.

Amid the ridicule of everyone, Han Yang finally drew the last rune and penetrated into the magic circle in front of him.

At that moment, a bang sounded, and a faint wave erupted from the magic array, and then the entire magic array was integrated and slowly turned.

Everyone looked at it and laughed again, and someone said, "What is this?

Look at the power of this magic circle, it is simply trash compared to what Mr. Fang draws before.

It was just because of such a magic circle that he actually wanted to refine a ninth-grade divine treasure. This guy was just making fun of it."

Master Fang Wen finally felt relieved. Seeing the magic circle drawn by Han Yang, he could determine Han Yang's refining level, which was only the third and fourth grade.

"Stable."

He said something in his heart.

At this time, when Han Yang's refining reached the most critical moment, he controlled a magic array and slowly headed towards the dark sword below.

This magic circle began to slowly merge into the dark sword.

Everyone was watching at this time.

There was contempt in his eyes.

Han Yang was a little nervous. After all, he had never been exposed to the method of refining this dark long sword before, and today he was just a look.

From this we infer the refining process.
Chapter completed!