Just when Tianjiu was entangled, an hour and a half had passed. In the competition area, most of the disciples had already begun the refining of the first artifact, and one by one, one by one, the swords had already taken shape. Among them, the most numerous are still swords.

The three disciples of Qianjimen took the lead in completing the refining. Three silver-white flying swords of almost the same standard, color, and grade floated in front of them. Bu Chengzi's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, a silver Zhu Hao was held in his hand, and then he swiped quickly, and the milky white aura circulated on the sword body, as if it was singing and dancing lightly, and it was smooth and abnormal.

Bu Hezi and Bu Xizi also followed closely and began to draw the blessing circle. Looking at its technique, it is also extremely skillful.

After more than ten breaths, the disciples of the Eastern Spirit Sect led by Cha Long also began to draw the blessing formation, and then, Zhi Huyi, Du Ze, and Murong Xingchen all completed the refining.

After a stick of incense, Huai Yu'er, Red Sleeve, Lan Ping'er, and Le Tu Cheng stopped the flames one by one and began to draw a blessing circle on the body of the utensil.

Only Tianjiu is still sweating and refining, and a pair of panda eyes are dazzling in the sun.

"Alas, this kid! It's been almost two hours, and the innate magic circle hasn't dissolved a little bit, and it's still persistent, it's really strange and pitiful!" Chi Lihua smiled, looked at Ouyang De, and a provocative look floated.

As soon as the words fell, there was a soft bang, and a pure cyan light crossed her eyes, and she felt a throbbing in the depths of her heart.

"Qingyan?!"

Chi Lihua rose from the table, beads of sweat oozed from her face, and a chill hit her back.

"Impossible!Is this Qingyan?" the Thousand Swords Divine Monarch was dumbfounded.

"Qingyan! It's indeed Qingyan!" Ge Yuan's face was like ashes, and a premonition of unhappiness came to his mind.

Dongfang Caixia Dai's eyebrows stretched, and in the depths of her eyes, she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Fairy Caixia, I finally know why you won the crown of the genius war, just read one person, and Zhan Tian and I can't hope to catch up. It seems that Tianjiu's son will become a great weapon. As soon as the green flames come out, I'm afraid that Yuling will shake!" Bei Baifeng shook his head and sighed, and there was a trace of loss on his handsome face.

In the Huachen area, he was already demented, and even his breathing was much lighter, for fear of disturbing the refining of the people in the field.

Tian Jiu didn't have time to care about the reaction outside, his expression was highly nervous, and all his divine consciousness was focused on the flames and dantian.

The cyan fireworks on the fingers, like a puff of green smoke, gently floated around the fangs, around the fangs, the space was violently distorted, and the natural magic circles that had been hidden in the depths of the space finally revealed their true faces.

In the dantian, most of the slowly flowing Colorful Spirit River has dried up, less than one-third of the red, and only a narrow band of green remains, while the cyan liquid flow is disappearing sharply, like a cocoon, shrinking step by step......

Tianjiu's dantian let out bursts of tingling pain, and his head began to burst out with golden flowers, sleepiness slowly attacked, and he bit the root of his tongue to prevent himself from fainting.

A stick of incense passed away in torment, and just when Tianjiu felt that it was about to collapse, there was a crisp beep, and on the fangs, the spiritual light scattered, and a burst of brilliance burst out. Tianjiu's divine consciousness instantly penetrated into the fangs, and its structure was vividly visible.

"It's done!"

Tian Jiu roared in his heart, and quickly collected the green fire.

Looking at the dantian again, where was there still a cyan liquid flow, only a thin cyan ribbon floated on top of the other spiritual liquids.

Tianjiu only glanced at it slightly, then hurriedly retracted his mind and once again wiped out a palm-sized piece of bright white pure gold, which was Taiyi gold.

"Bang bang" two crisp sounds, Tianjiu's left and right fingers, respectively, shot out a stream of orange flame and a stream of yellow flame, the orange flame is like a dagger, lightly cut on the two fangs, after a while, the shape of the fangs slowly changed, and the two scimitars gradually revealed their shape, tightly fitting together. And the yellow flame wrapped the Taiyi Essence Gold, burning violently, and drips of bright white liquid sliced out of the air, accurately building into the gap between the two scimitars.

In the complicated expressions of everyone, the scimitar kept changing, and after the bright white liquid filled the gap, it slowly covered the entire blade, and when a piece of the blade was covered with juice, the entire scimitar shook suddenly, and a touch of anger shot out.

"The knife is done!" Tianjiu stood proudly, and a sense of pride arose.

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Just when Tianjiu broke through the bottleneck of refining, the other players had already completed the refining of the first artifact, and the second artifact was also rough.

"Yujizi, how much time is left?" Ge Yuan retracted Tianjiu's mind and asked with a gray face.

"Half an hour!"

Although Yu Jizi was also extremely depressed, her brows were stretched, as if she had thought of something, and a smile reappeared on her face.

Chi Lihua laughed angrily: "Hey, hey, hey, Ouyang De, I, Chi Lihua, is still prescient, no matter how weird your disciple is, what if you want to refine the second artifact in half an hour, it's nonsense! ”

Ouyang De glared at the triumphant Chi Lihua fiercely, sighed lightly, and did not say a word.

After Wei Qiyin refined the first knife, he did not draw a blessing circle on the body of the knife like everyone else, but immediately began to refine the second artifact, and the two pieces of high-grade star gold were melted by him using orange flames, and in less than half an hour, a flying sword was formed.

"Red Devil, there's still half an hour, it's your turn!" Wei Qiyin shouted at Zhihai.

In the sea of knowledge, black smoke billowed, and the red devil chattered and laughed: "Boy, you beg me! If you don't beg me, I won't tell you, quack! Without the blessing of the magic circle, it's just two broken things, you are doomed!"

"Red Devil, if you dare to play tricks on me, I will definitely fight with you endlessly!" Wei Qiyin's eyes were red, and his divine consciousness body also jumped violently, opening his mouth wide, staring at the black smoke that kept rolling in the sea of consciousness.

"Alas, it's really boring, I can't tease you!Okay, this demon king is reluctant, let's help you make a move, you remember, I use my divine sense to control your demon blade arm, and you must not interrupt my progress halfway until I stop, otherwise, the fifth-order blessing magic will collapse immediately, and you will be fully responsible." ”

As soon as the Red Devil's words fell, Wei Qiyin's right arm suddenly tightened, and he involuntarily raised his hand, and then, it flew rapidly, bursting out of the five fingers with a trace of white spiritual silk, but most of these white spiritual silk were composed of black silk, and these black silks were the pure demonic qi in Wei Qiyin's golden pill.

"Wouldn't he? Wei Qiyin's waving arms were only left with afterimages, and even his divine consciousness at the end of the Jindan cultivation felt dazzled, and he couldn't see the details of his movements clearly.

"Perverted!Could it be that he is a Formation Grandmaster!" The Thousand Swords Divine Monarch gritted his teeth and scolded angrily.

Ge Yuan's gray face had no expression, and everything about Huachen was slightly weird, making him uncontrollable and unpredictable.

"Is it really going to turn over the salted fish?!" Ge Yuan muttered to himself.