The weapon refining is located in the secret place of the weapon clan.

This secret place has been passed down for countless years. It is a unique space opened by the power of the ancestors of the time. This space is like another world, which isolates everything from the outside world.

After stepping into the secret place, Lian Meng led Lin Mo and his group into the land of refining.

It was an ancient fighting arena, divided into three parts, both sides are places for rest and observation, and the center is a fighting arena for refining weapons. Unlike other fighting arenas, the environment in the fighting arena in the center is not fixed, but will undergo disorderly changes over time.

The terrain that changes every time is different. Sometimes it will turn into a furnace, sometimes it will turn into a bad place, and sometimes it will turn into a treasure land... There are various environments, and sometimes it will even fall into certain areas.

Changes in the environment will have an impact on the participating weapon practitioners, and sometimes the impact will even reverse the outcome.

"The ancestor of this weapon clan is indeed one of the three most powerful people in ancient times... The ability to change the world alone is far beyond imagination..." Xi Ze stared at the center of the arena with a serious expression.

"Another world?" Lin Mo looked at Xizhe in confusion.

"It is a unique ability to overlap spaces together. This ability must be above the God Lord in order to achieve it." Xi Ze said.

"Can you do it in your previous life?" Lin Mo asked curiously.

"I don't know... I should be able to do it." Xize shook his head uncertainly.

Lin Mo did not ask further, but stared at the arena, because in a short time, the future of the weapon clan and the future of himself and others would be faced with the finale.

The four elders and seven mistresses looked quite solemn. After all, winning or losing is related to the future of the weapon clan and their future freedom. If the weapon refining did not allow the elderly to participate, the four elders and seven mistresses would have ended in person.

Everyone was waiting quietly.

The atmosphere seemed extremely solemn, and even the Feather King and others felt a little nervous.

If they hadn't been trained by Xizhe in these six days, they would have been a little difficult to suppress their emotions.

You will know from the four people brought by the Great Elder. Although these four people are not much worse than the Yu Wang and others, they are trembling slightly at this moment. It is because they are too nervous.

Lian Meng had noticed this a long time ago, so he naturally noticed Lin Mo and others who were calm and composed. This surprised him a little. He did not expect that Lin Mo and others had their expressions as before, without any change.

At this time, the void opposite was torn apart.

"Yan Meng, are you still unwilling to give up? You plan to make your final struggle?"

A voice containing terrifying majesty came from the torn void, trembling with hearts, especially the four people chosen by the Great Elder, whose faces turned as white as paper.

I saw a red figure slowly walking out, which was a handsome young man.

A red flame mark rose on this man's forehead, which looked extremely magical. Around him were chains transformed by the red flame mark, as if blocking himself and as if used to block things for others.

"It's very scary..." Xi Ze spoke, looking at the person who appeared with a serious expression.

"Zhu Yang..." Lian Meng stared at the young man with a cold look on his face.

"Eight source fires, they will soon be mine."

Zhu Yang glanced at Lian Meng, immediately sat down at the highest position on the opposite side, and then slowly said, "Liang Meng, you know you will definitely lose, but you still have to struggle. Why is this? Join me, and you and I will join forces to control the entire Shura Realm. At that time, you will pull out the hidden guys one by one, and kill them, and finally the entire Shura Realm will be under our control."

"Let's join forces with you? Are you dreaming?" Lian Meng said coldly.

"After so many years, your temper has not changed at all." Zhu Yang smiled faintly, his eyes swept across. The four elders were swept away and subconsciously avoided looking at Zhu Yang.

As for the seven mistresses, they trembled slightly.

"Where is him?"

Zhu Yang suddenly restrained his smile and looked at Lian Meng and said, "Why didn't he be with you?"

"He is old, and he doesn't want to see you, so there is no need to come over." Lian Meng said in a deep voice.

"I'm old..."

Zhu Yang snorted, "Your excuse is really bad. Qi Yun is the first successor appointed by the ancestor. You and him were favored by the ancestor back then, and your life span was sealed by the ancestor with his power. How could you die so easily? Forget it, it will be the same if he comes or not."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people covered in red walked out of the shattered void.

Those red people were people controlled by the prison seal, each with expressionless face. Seeing these people, the Great Elder and others was nothing, but after seeing another group of people who were not controlled, their faces sank on the spot.

Then, a group of young men and women also came out.

The moment she saw this group of people, Lian Meng's pupils shrank slightly, and the expressions of the Great Elder and others changed suddenly.

The Yu King and others couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

These young men and women were all participating in the weapon refining, with a total of fifteen people, each of whom exuded an extremely astonishing aura, especially the seven in the leader, which emitted an extremely terrifying aura.

Seven Emperors...

The ugly faces of the Great Elder and others are as ugly as possible.

"Isn't there only three... Why are there four more..."

"It's hanging, this time it's hanging..."

The Great Elder and others had despair in their eyes.

If the three great emperors are at least able to fight, this time, seven great emperors appear. Can they still fight? If these seven great emperors are all single-on-one in the first round, if they are all single-on-one, they will definitely win seven victories.

In the second round, ten games, two against two, the opponent's seven emperors can form three groups. The chance of winning in three games is absolutely guaranteed, that is, ten wins. As long as the opponent wins one game casually, you can completely lock in the victory.

Look at the other person, then look at your own side...

The Great Elder and others looked tense. The other party had seven great emperors, and there was not even one on his side. How could they win? There was no chance to win at all.

"I seem to be late, sorry, Brother Zhuyang." A gentle voice sounded from another void. Although his tone was gentle, it contained a shocking power that was not weaker than Zhuyang.

"It's not too late, it's just right." Zhuyang's ancestor smiled slightly.

A man wrapped in a black robe and wearing a jade crown broke out of the air and sat directly beside the ancestor Zhuyang, sitting with him.

At the same time, five young men and women followed the sky, and they were the five candidates for the Slave God Sect to participate in this weapon refining.

Seeing these five people, the Great Elder and others' faces were so white that they were shockingly pale.

Among these three men and two women, there are two great emperors.

In other words, there are already nine candidates for the Great Emperor alone. If the first seven are deadly rocks that are pressing on the hearts of the Great Elders and others, then the two Great Emperors who came have directly sentenced the death penalty of the weapon clan.

Suddenly, the Qi Clan fell into an almost desperate atmosphere.
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