"What's going on?"

Everyone felt the shaking and looked around uneasily.

At this moment, in the square paved with bluestone, countless purple light spots slowly emerged from the ground and rushed towards Mo Ranfeng.

"What's this?"

Everyone widened their eyes, and at this time, someone sitting in the inner circle stretched out their hands curiously.

"ah--"

A shrill scream suddenly rang through the square, scaring everyone's hearts trembled.

They looked in the sound and saw the man who stretched out his hand to test, and his right forearm instantly turned into a pile of ashes.

"Don't touch it!"

Mo Siyong shouted softly, and gently stroked his fingers, and the man's arm slowly recovered with the naked eye.

When everyone saw that the lethality of the purple light spot was so terrifying, they couldn't help but turn their faces white.

Lan Yue, who was originally immersed in refining, felt a powerful aura emerged, and couldn't help but look up.

What catches your eye is the romantic purple light, just like the stars in the sky.

Lan Yue's eyes condensed slightly, and she felt a heat from the purple light.

Hum? It's fire?

That’s right, the purple phoenix glass fire that emerged from the underground was the purple phoenix glass fire!

Wang Wuxing once said that the most special thing about the Immortal City is that it hides the most precious fire spirit vein in the fairy world underneath!

"this……"

The referees who originally thought Mo Ranfeng was at a disadvantage finally showed a hint of clarity on their faces when they saw this.

No wonder there was something in the words of Master Mo just now, no wonder he was calm even if Wang Lei appeared.

It turned out that they all underestimated Mo Ranfeng, and he could actually communicate with the fire spirit veins!

Looking at the entire fairy world, spiritual veins are born from the most powerful parts of the original power, such as the fire spirit vein of the Qixian Sect, the thunder spirit vein under the Bai family's Thunder Jade Mine, etc.

The spiritual veins are self-organized, precious but also "rebellious".

For example, the fire spirit vein of the Qixian City has nurtured the precious purple phoenix glass fire for the Qixian Sect.

But if the Immortal Sect wants to directly use the origin of fire in the spiritual vein, it is impossible!

But when I look at Mo Ranfeng again, although he cannot activate the origin of fire, he can allow the fire spirit veins to provide him with the inexhaustible purple phoenix glass fire!

Obviously, he was "favored" by the Fire Spirit Vein.

The continuous stream of glass fire joined and strengthened Mo Ranfeng's flames. Soon the purple light overshadowed the golden light and became the most dazzling existence on the field.

Lan Yue felt the origin of fire in the sea of ​​qi was restless, and a red light flashed across Xiao Jingyao's eyebrows.

His black eyes flashed slightly. It seemed that the origin of fire under the ground was so thick that it was incalculable...

At this time, seeing that the huge competition venue had been occupied by two big flames of one purple and one gold, everyone who had originally guessed that Wang Lei would win back again.

The weapon refining world is ultimately the world of fire cultivation. Judging from this magnificent fire spirit, the thunder spirit energy seems to be slightly inferior.

Everyone's minds were ups and downs, and there was no doubt that this was already an extremely exciting competition!

Lan Yue glanced at Mo Ranfeng who was shining, and then withdrew his gaze without any sensation.

The most important thing to avoid being impatient when refining weapons is to be irritable. If he is strong, he will be strong. As long as she is dedicated to refining her own magic weapon, she will be able to do so.

As time goes by, the sky blue rain stone has become extremely soft under the repeated bombardment of the origin of thunder.

Lan Yue's spiritual consciousness covered it, knowing that the time was almost done.

Next, I will give this Sky Blue Rain Stone a true soul!

Lan Yuesu raised her hand, and the softened sky blue rain stone gradually gathered together, becoming slender, and slowly bloomed...

The competition has entered the most critical moment. Whether it is Wang Cheng, who has realized the assimilation of the fire seed, or Mo Ranfeng, who can communicate with the fire spirit veins, they have already begun to shape the magic weapon!

The hot breath made the square hot, and even the temples of Lingyue had crystal beads of sweat.

She looked at the magic weapon that had just revealed its prototype in the lightning light, and a smile appeared unconsciously at the corner of her mouth.

Although the Sky Blue Rain Stone is famous for its hardness, it has a very elegant name.

It's time to hold an umbrella in the sky...

Lan Yue stretched forward with his right hand and held the handle of the umbrella, like a rotten wood growing flowers. The origin of thunder was stacked and climbed up, like a gradually blooming purple yang spirit stamen.

At this moment, the first sound of the instrument suddenly rang out, and it was still Wang Chengcheng!

It was as if the sound of the thick bells outside the distant mountains in the morning, each sound was deafening!

Under the brilliant golden light, an ancient giant bell floated above it, with golden light flowing on the surface, as if surrounding a three-legged golden crow!

"good!"

Seeing such a magnificent bell-shaped magic weapon, there were already warm cheers in the field.

But the next moment, the cry was covered by thunder, and the black clouds were overwhelming the city. This time, the King's inheritance brought about a disaster that turned into a heavenly disaster!

He raised his eyes to the sky, his eyebrows, which had become calm, flew again, and a hint of pleasure suddenly arose in his heart!

His king's inheritance is not inferior to anyone!

As long as you can keep climbing on the road of refining weapons and reach the pinnacle, it is worth paying some price!

He looked down at the golden flame in his hand, his eyes even more obsessed.

The originally gloomy sky seemed to fall, and in this brilliant gold, purple light suddenly surged, breaking out a "bloody road"!

Everyone stretched their necks, their eyes full of anticipation!

Is it Master Wang Lei’s purple thunder or Mo Ranfeng’s purple phoenix glass fire?

Just as everyone was looking forward, a gorgeous tail feather rose up in the purple light, and the stacked screen slowly unfolded.

The purple phoenix wanders, the clouds fly and the fog, and a prosperous scene is like a scroll spreading, pleasing to the eye!

It's Mo Ran the Wind!

The thunder surging, and a tyranny spread across the air.

The tense atmosphere has reached its peak, and it is impossible to wait for the weapon to become a heavenly disaster!

Just as everyone was clenching their fists and their scalp was numb, a hazy purple light suddenly occupied the field of vision.

The last moment, there was still lightning surging, but the next moment, everyone suddenly had a flash of eyes and seemed to be quiet around them.

In the distance, a graceful figure was swaying, and the swaying skirt was like a landscape painting with ink, slowly shading.

The drizzle of rain drizzled into her ears, and a bluestone road rippled under her feet.

The mist and rain are hazy, and what kind of elegant face should be under the blue oil-paper umbrella?

Everyone held their breath, and their hearts swayed with the oil paper umbrella. Suddenly the eaves of the umbrella were slightly raised, everyone's eyes slightly glared, and their hearts were beating like a pounding.

I'm about to see it... I'm about to see it!

Everyone seemed to be possessed by the devil, and couldn't help but lean down. In a blink of an eye, it seemed as if a pair of clear eyes flashed by.

"Boom--"

The thunder suddenly exploded, making everyone tremble.

When I looked up again, there was no misty rain. I saw a sky-blue umbrella-shaped magic weapon hanging high in the air, facing the clock and the screen!

The brewing thunder disaster has reached its limit!
Chapter completed!