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Chapter 1021 Chen Feng's Item Refining(2/2)

Duanmusong almost vomited when he heard this.

I really regret thinking about the scene when I knelt in front of Luochuan just now and asked to become a disciple.

It's a sloppy!

If I had known it, I should have waited a little longer.

"Hmph!" Duanmu Song snorted coldly, and for a moment he was speechless, so he had to turn his head.

"Let you control the heat and you don't listen."

"How is it? Is there something wrong?"

Chen Feng shrugged helplessly.

Then, he stretched out his palm and held the Jin Yuanmu in his hand.

"Hey, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Tong immediately said with a vigilant look on his face.

Although the gold and Yuanmu are useless, they may be able to sell for some money and cannot be taken away by others.

Chen Feng did not speak, but slid his palm, and a stream of white flame rose up.

The crowd around him instantly became cold, as if he had chased into the ice cave, and his face suddenly turned.

"Extraordinary, strange fire!"

"It's another strange fire!!!"

Duanmu Song almost glared out his eyes, and looked at Gu Ling Hanhuo and became dumbfounded on the spot.

I never dreamed that a strange fire, which was rare in a thousand years, would have seen two on the street today.

Could it be that the world has changed?

Is the strange fire already ruined the streets?

"Bone Spirit Cold Fire?!"

The old man in the gorgeous clothes in the crowd flashed his eyes and shot out a shocking light.

Looking at Chen Feng, I was shocked!

Someone actually subdued the bone spirit cold fire?!

This is really great news!

"Haha, Brother Chen, you are so hidden!"

"If I read it right, is this bone spirit cold fire?"

"On the strange fire list, it is much higher than my Red Gold Fire."

Luo Chuan was also surprised, and then smiled at Chen Feng.

“Good eyesight.”

"It's the bone spirit cold fire."

Chen Feng said lightly, and at the same time, he had already controlled the flames and began to refine the spear.

The waste material of Jinyuanmu was faster than before and was formed in the blink of an eye.

After a few breaths, the tip of the gun successfully condensed, flashing with a trembling cold light.

"alright!"

Chen Feng collected the bone spirit cold fire and said lightly.

Damn!

Duanmusong was on the side, and the corner of his mouth twitched, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of frustration.

I was immersed in refining weapons for the rest of my life, but I couldn't breathe a few times as much as Chen Feng's.

This kind of spiritual blow is really too heavy.

Plop!

Duanmusong suddenly fell to his knees again, but this time, he knelt in front of Chen Feng.

"Stop, stop, stop and don't become a disciple."

"I don't accept disciples."

Chen Feng hurriedly spoke and said to Duanmusong.

"I won't become a disciple!" Duanmu Song shook his head quickly, and then said with anticipation on his face.

"Can I ask, where did your strange fire come from?"

"I think it's time to make a strange fire to have fun."

puff!

Chen Feng almost slandered him, and he was having a strange fire to play with it?

How dare you think about it!

Chen Feng rolled his eyes directly, too lazy to pay attention to him.

His eyes turned, he looked at Zhang Tong, holding the spear in his hand, making fun of it.

"Do you want it?"

"Think, think!" Zhang Tong nodded quickly and was very excited.

This time, he has made many twists and turns in his weapon refining.

But in the end it was refined, which surprised and delighted him.

Seeing Chen Feng ask a question, he quickly smiled and looked at Chen Feng with a humble look.

"Okay, answer me a question."

"I'm satisfied, this gun is yours!"
Chapter completed!
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