Chapter 3573

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan
Mo Ran is the Great Elder of Gudan Pavilion, and his status is detached.

Now, some people dare to make fun of Mo Ran's life-long event!

Don't want to live?

The elder Mo Ran was very angry at first, but the familiar voice made her think of a person instantly.

When everyone's eyes swept to Feng Wuchen, the expressions of the elders and disciples of Gudan Pavilion changed greatly.

"It's him! That's great! It's really him!" Mo Ran was overjoyed, and his heart jumped up quickly.

If it was him, Mo Ran would put 10,000 hearts.

The horror of Feng Wuchen, they all saw it with their own eyes when they were in the ancient Dan Temple.

"Sir!" The elders and disciples of Gudan Pavilion were shocked and shocked.

But when they wanted to kneel down and salute, Feng Wuchen immediately stopped the sound transmission.

"Boy, what are you? How can you decide, the elder Mo Ran?"

"Where is the stinky boy? So arrogant, the elder Mo Ran has already lost twice, who does he really think he is?"

"Young Master He is one of the top genius alchemists in the Pangu world. There are very few talented alchemists who can surpass Young Master He, so you dare to be arrogant here?"

The disciples of the alchemists of the Sky Temple, as well as some alchemists from other forces, laughed at each other.

"Shut up!" Mu Yunxi shouted angrily.

The fierce roar of anger was like a thunderbolt hitting everyone, terrifying them all.

"Gatemaster Mu, who is he? Does what he says count?" He Wenkong asked with a light smile, glancing coldly at Feng Wuchen.

Without waiting for Mu Yunxi to speak, Mo Ran said decisively: "Forget it! Let's compare again, if this elder loses, I will marry you!"

He Wenkong frowned slightly, in shock.

Who is this man?

Why does Mo Ran trust him so much?

He Wenkong has been in the Pangu world for many years, and he has never seen Feng Wuchen before, and he does not know him at all.

He Wenkong knows all about the top genius alchemists in the Pangu world, but he has never seen Feng Wuchen.

Since I haven't seen it before, it must not be a genius alchemist.

What makes He Wenkong puzzled is why Mo Ran trusts so much?

Could it be that because of the appearance of this man, Mo Ran can win him?

Totally impossible.

The alchemist disciples who followed He Wenkong were all stunned at the moment.

Everyone is very curious about who Feng Wuchen is.

It seemed that Mu Yunxi's angry shout was also for him!

"Okay! Let's compare it again." He Wenkong looked at Mo Ran and smiled: "Mo Ran, I hope you don't regret it, otherwise you will not only lose your face, but also the face of the Ancient Pill Temple!"

"This elder's words count!" Mo Ran was full of confidence.

Since Feng Wuchen opened his mouth, Mo Ran trusted him unconditionally.

Emperor Tianlin is all planted in Feng Wuchen's hands, and it is not enough to talk about it.

"Then let's get started." He Wenkong smiled and couldn't wait.

Mo Ran couldn't help but look at Feng Wuchen.

"Let him start refining first." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, not worried at all.

He Wenkong took a deep look at Feng Wuchen, but to his disappointment, he didn't see anything.

He Wenkong stopped wasting time and started refining immediately.

"Elder Mo Ran, I will instruct you to refine it later, just do as I say, you come down first." Feng Wuchen said.

"Yes! Thank you, sir!" Mo Ran thanked the sound transmission, and then walked towards Feng Wuchen.

"What does he want to do? Temporary advice?" He Wenkong frowned again, but didn't think much of it.

Temporary pointing at the top of a fart.

Does Feng Wuchen have that ability?

Ghosts don't believe it.

"Don't worry, he can't win against you." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, and reached out and patted Mo Ran's shoulder.

Mo Ran was stunned, and suddenly felt a very terrifying and domineering soul force. Not everyone! More terrifying than soul power!

This is the ancestor of soul power!

Mo Ran felt a huge shock in her heart, making her stunned.

This small action of Feng Wuchen seems to be very ordinary, but Mu Yunxi can see the doorway.

After a long time, Mo Ran reacted and quickly thanked: "Thank you sir!"

An hour passed quickly, and He Wenkong had once again refined the six-star Pangu artifact.

The strength of the breath is the same as the previous one.

"Mo Ran, it's your turn." He Wenkong grinned.

"Go." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.

Mo Ran nodded, and immediately walked to the square.

"Take ten thousand years of meteorite iron, ten thousand years of ice soul, ten thousand years of black jade" Feng Wuchen voice transmission listed the refining materials.

"This is the material for refining the Seven-Star Pangu Artifact!" Mo Ran's heart trembled, setting off a huge wave.

With her current alchemist realm, at most she can refine a six-star Pangu artifact.

But Feng Wuchen actually let her refine the seven-star Pangu!

Even if there is wind and dust, Mo Ran has no confidence.

The seven-star Pangu artifact is extremely difficult to refine and extremely complicated.

Even a white titled Ancient God Realm alchemist is difficult to refine.

"Ten thousand years of meteorite iron, ten thousand years of ice soul, ten thousand years of black jade, this is the material for refining the seven-star Pangu!" He Wenkong suddenly widened his eyes, shocked to the extreme.

Does Mo Ran really have this ability?

The other disciples were also dumbfounded.

The disciples of Gudan Pavilion held their breath and did not blink.

"My lord, this subordinate has never made a seven-star Pangu artifact." Mo Ran said through a voice transmission, feeling quite nervous in his heart, and didn't know how to start.

"Don't worry, just do it." Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

"Yes, my lord." Mo Ran's voice was trembling.

"Activate the soul force and real fire, and put all the materials into the refining furnace." Feng Wuchen continued the sound transmission.

Mo Ran was sweating all over, nervously doing what Feng Wuchen said.

The ancestor of soul power and the real fire were activated at the same time and injected into the refining furnace.

"Is this soul power?" He Wenkong's complexion suddenly changed drastically when he felt the mysterious aura of domineering.

"How could Mo Ran have such a mysterious power that surpasses soul power?" He Wenkong was terrified, and his soul body was shaking.

He clearly felt that the soul force in his body was suppressed.

And it is irresistible repression.

Not only He Wenkong, but the spirit power of the alchemists present was suppressed.

"Full control of the real fire to calcine the material, and the soul force will be integrated into it." Feng Wuchen said.

Ink dyed as done.

After a while, an extremely powerful aura began to spread from the refining furnace.

At this moment, everyone was shocked and held their breath.

Mo Ran can really refine the seven-star Pangu artifact!

"How is this possible?" He Wenkong was dumbfounded.

Under the guidance of Feng Wuchen's voice transmission, every step, every detail, ink dyeing has been done perfectly.

As expected of the first female genius alchemist.

"I can't believe it, I actually did it!" Mo Ran was shocked and excited.

It's just like dreaming.

"Thank you for the advice, sir!" Mo Ran excitedly thanked her through voice transmission, and a charming smile appeared on her charming face.

"You're welcome." Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

The next moment, Mo Ran waved his hand, the refining furnace lid was opened, and a surging and powerful breath swept out.

Everyone's shocked eyes turned to look at them.