Chapter 1192

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan
"Shhhhhh!"

Bai Hun, Su Xuan and the others hurried to the front of Feng Wuchen's refining furnace, looking at the blue fairy sword with extremely shocked expressions.

The refiners in the square also looked at the immortal sword on the suspended refining furnace in shock.

Being able to disturb Baihun and the three elders and others is enough to see that the immortal sword refined by Feng Wuchen is very powerful.

Bai Hun waved his hand, and the immortal sword rose into the sky, flashing bright blue light.

The surging real energy was injected into the immortal sword, and the immortal sword instantly transformed into a huge energy sword. The monstrous power shocked the heroes.

"What a superb immortal sword! It's almost close to the heavenly immortal sword!" Bai Hun was full of praise, and immediately waved, the immortal sword flew over.

Bai Hun clenched his hand tightly, and a surging sword force rolled out wildly, majestic and domineering.

"Gollum..."

Everyone present was frightened by the terrifying sword intent of Bai Hun.

In addition to being a Heavenly Immortal Item Refiner, Baihun is also a powerful Heavenly God Realm expert.

Even Chi Qingshan, who is known as the strongest in the spiritual realm, cannot say that he can defeat Baihun in front of Baihun.

Chi Qingshan might not be afraid of other Heavenly God Realm powerhouses, but Baihun made him very afraid.

"Such a powerful immortal sword, the old man dare not say that it can be refined. This sword is the best of the immortals." Baihun praised, and the immortal sword was highly praised.

"The president's words are serious. Although this sword is strong, it is not as good as the immortal weapon refined by the president. In the final analysis, it is only a fairy sword." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.

"Brother Feng is humble." Bai Hun said with a light smile: "In all these years, this is the first time this old man has encountered a craftsman genius like you. Even Ying'er is not as good as you."

Bai Hun's remarks can't help but shock the hearts of the major powerhouses here, because Bai Hun's name for Feng Wuchen has become Brother Feng.

In the spiritual realm, and even in the entire heavenly realm, the white soul has a detached status, which is enough to be on an equal footing with the shadow soul.

With such a detached status, Baihun calls Feng Wuchen brother Feng, which shows that Baihun regards Feng Wuchen as a peer.

"Baihun Baiming is going to be the enemy of Emperor Ling, knowing that Emperor Ling wants Feng Wuchen's life, he still dares to draw a relationship with him." Chi Qingshan frowned and said secretly, his face slightly gloomy.

Of course, this is the site of White Soul, and it is also a Item Refining Conference. Chi Qingshan did not dare to attack, but he has secretly passed the news to the Spirit Emperor Temple.

"Young Master Yun is the first genius craftsman in the heavens, and there must be something special about him. I'm only in the realm of heaven, and the president doesn't need to praise me like this." Feng Wuchen said modestly, but he didn't want to hold any hatred.

"Although I have broken through the realm of congenital rank, it is true that I cannot refine such a powerful immortal rank immortal sword. Brother Feng doesn't have to be humble." Yun Wuying said, admitting that he is not as good as Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen smiled helplessly and did not reply.

As time went by, many people in the refining test have successfully refined them, and many people have failed one after another and left the field.

Two hours later, the refining test was over.

Two hundred and thirteen people, eighty-three people were eliminated.

Whether it is an Immortal Item Refiner or a Heaven Rank Item Refiner, they are just refining spiritual weapons in order to advance smoothly.

From the second round, enter the real refining competition, whoever wins will advance, loser will be eliminated.

However, in the next refining test, Feng Wuchen passed the test and easily crushed his opponent without any pressure.

No one can surpass the powerful immortal weapons refined by Feng Wuchen, and several of them directly abstain from the competition.

The powerful refining strength once again shocked everyone.

Shi Potian, the Immortal Item Refiner, and Liu Tianyu and others were also successfully promoted.

The older generation, such as Tianpin Artifact Refiner Li Yun, also advanced one after another.

In the end, a total of sixteen refiners advanced to the finals.

There are only ten places, and out of sixteen, six must be eliminated.

"Next is the final round of competitions. There are six Heavenly Grade Artifact Refiners and ten Immortal Grade Artifact Refiners. Everyone wants to get the qualification to go to the Heavenly Tomb. Therefore, for the sake of fairness, Heavenly Grade is against Heavenly Grade, and Immortal Grade is against Immortal Grade. , divided into two groups, draw lots to determine the opponent." Elder Deacon said.

"That's great! That's great!"

"Heaven's eyes are open! If it is against the gods, especially Fengying, there is absolutely no chance of winning."

"Tianpin vs. Tianpin, there are three of them to be eliminated, and five of our immortals can advance. It seems that we have a chance to win the spot!"

The Immortal Item Refiner suddenly cheered ecstatically, this is simply a benefit to them.

And the Immortal Item Refiner who was eliminated before, although there are complaints at this moment, but he dare not say anything, after all, it is the final.

The sixteen refiners were divided into two groups to draw lots.

It can be said that the Heavenly Grade Item Refiner is under great pressure, and no one wants to get Feng Wuchen, because there is only one result, and that is to be eliminated.

"Don't take the stroke shadow!" The five Heavenly Item Refiners prayed secretly.

Feng Wuchen is very calm. With his artifact refining realm, let alone these heavenly artifact refining masters, even if he is a white soul, Feng Wuchen is not afraid at all.

"Li Yun, fortunately it's not Feng Wuchen! Great! There is still a chance!" An old man felt relieved when he saw Li Yun's name.

"Phew! It's okay! It's okay! It's not Feng Wuchen." The other old man also sighed in relief, bearing the burden of humiliation.

"Feng Wuchen!" When an old man saw the name he had drawn on his hand, his old face changed drastically, his whole body trembled, his face was ashen.

Against the upper wind dust, there is basically no chance of winning, unless the wind dust refiner fails.

But this possibility is too small, Feng Wuchen has passed all the way, never failed, and all refining is immortal.

"Teacher, who is smoking?" Qiao Sanfeng asked excitedly as soon as Feng Wuchen got down.

"Zhou Hai, happened to be the first to play." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.

After the draw was over, everyone's eyes turned to the battle list.

When they saw Feng Wuchen's name, everyone suddenly shouted.

"Feng Wuchen to Zhou Hai! It's over! Zhou Hai will lose!"

"To this monster, Shangfeng Wuchen, you will lose!"

"It was difficult to enter the finals, but I met Feng Wuchen, hey."

"Senior Zhou Hai must be desperate."

The crowd felt helpless for Zhou Hai, and no one was optimistic about him, Feng Wuchen's refining tool was really terrible.

Zhou Hai's face was gray and the pressure was huge, but he still held a glimmer of hope.

"Zhou Hai, the Heavenly Item Refiner, is clean to the wind." The voice of the elder deacon sounded in the square.

The two appeared at the same time, and everyone was instantly boiling, all eyes fell on Feng Wuchen, and everyone was extremely excited.

"Feng Ying! Feng Ying!" The excited crowd shouted Feng Ying approaching, and the loud voice resounded throughout the guild.

Watching Feng Wuchen refining the fairy artifact is simply a kind of enjoyment.

"The refining begins!" the elder deacon said loudly. (To be continued)