Chapter 1195

Name:Dragon God Sovereign Author:Qiluan
"See the master of artifact refiner."

The loud voice lingered in the guild for a long time.

Once again, the high-level of the major forces are frightened by this tremendous momentum.

Seeing many weapon refiners kneeling down, Feng Wuchen was shocked.

Feng Wuchen guessed that he could shake the guild, but he didn't expect that the master of the guild knelt down for him.

"Chairman Bai, elder Yang, I'm not a master of weapon refining! Get up quickly Wind dust even busy way, in front of so many dignified figures kneel down, what kind of system?

Bai Hun and others got up one after another. Bai Hun hugged his fist and said, "the weapon refining skill that you just used is a legendary one. Since ancient times, only those who are strong enough to step into the divine weapon refining master can have the skill to understand this kind of magic power."

"The president is right. There are records in ancient books in our guild. However, in the past many years, we have never seen a master craftsman in heaven. It is only in ancient books that a master craftsman can become a master craftsman. Today, I have the honor to see an adult perform it. I can't be wrong." Yang added.

White soul they are very sure that what Feng Wuchen shows is the legendary yinianchengqi. Even if Feng Wuchen makes such an excuse, they are sure that it is yinianchengqi.

"My Lord, what chairman Bai and elder Yang said is true." Su Xuan opened his mouth with a respectful look on his face.

Wind dust is just a faint smile, no reply.

"After winning over the master's guild and the Tianying Pavilion, the temple of the spirit emperor did not dare to do anything to me. After the master's guild, Chi Qingshan did not dare to do anything to me." There is no dust in the wind. I feel relieved.

With so many powerful craftsmen, Chi Qingshan has no courage to be free from Fu Feng.

Seeing so many craftsmen kneel down to Feng Wuchen, even the president of the craftsmen Association kneels down. The practitioners around are full of awe when they look at Feng Wuchen.

Compared with the identity of the gold medal killers in the sky shadow Pavilion, the identity of the weapon refiner is more terrifying and frightening.

"Lord Feng wins and gets a place to enter the tomb of heaven." The Deacon elder quickly flashed to the square to announce.

There is no need to compare at all. The air of Tianpin immortal ware refined by fengwuchen is far above Zhouhai.

The next competition of refining utensils has not been paid attention to by people, but all people pay attention to is wind and dust.

The artifact refiner, the legendary existence, who doesn't want to flatter?

Even chiqingshan wants to curry favor with fengwuchen at the moment. If it's not for his different position, chiqingshan would have come forward to say hello.

At the ceremony, ten craftsmen, such as Feng Wuchen, Li Yun and Shi potian, were qualified to enter the tomb of heaven.

At the end of the competition, Bai Hun hastily finished the meeting.

For nothing else, for the wind.

Bai Hun gave the order of chasing guests, and all the senior leaders of the major forces could understand it, so they all knew what to do and left.

"Dad, are we leaving like this?" Chi Yue was unwilling to ask.

"Fengying's status is not the same now. Do you think the weapon Refiners Association will let us move Fengying? I have already sent a message to the spirit emperor. I can only wait for the instruction of the spirit emperor. Go back first. " Chi Qingshan shook his head.

Chi Qingshan didn't dare to offend the powerful weapon refiners' Association.

No one on the scene dare to move, the wind is clean.

"Palace master, will all our people withdraw?" Most Tong asked with a frown.

"Withdraw." Chiqingshan said decisively.

"Well! The wind is clean! I'll kill you sooner or later! " Chi Yue stamped her feet with anger.

Chi Yue of course knows how terrible the status of the master is, otherwise she would not be willing to leave?

"Lord Feng, please." Bai Hun personally invited Feng Wuchen to the guild hall.

"President Bai doesn't need to be so polite. You are my predecessors." Wind dust even busy road, let a pile of old people like for Buddha, wind dust is not used to.

Su Xuan said with a happy smile: "Mr. Feng, this is not true. The so-called capable people live in it. Mr. Feng is a master of weapon refining. His seniority is much higher than ours."

"..." Feng Wuchen suddenly had a black face and a helpless heart.

Yang qianxiao and other powerful craftsmen of the guild followed respectfully.

"Joe, please." The craftsmen of the guild respectfully said, with a smile on their faces.

At this moment, the most proud, the most beautiful is undoubtedly Qiao Sanfeng, walking with a gust of wind.

The guild smelters who looked down on Qiao Sanfeng in the past are now their contemptuous existence. They are all worried that Qiao Sanfeng will retaliate against them.

Don't please Qiao Sanfeng now. I'm afraid they will regret it in the future.

The apprentice of Shenpin weapon refiner, what an enviable position it is. Flattering Qiao Sanfeng is absolutely beneficial in the future.

But for those who once looked down upon Qiao Sanfeng's refiners, Qiao Sanfeng sneered coldly. Without looking at them, he directly put them aside, which was extremely embarrassing.

In the main hall, the white soul respectfully said, "Lord Feng, please take a seat.""President Bai, I'm not a member of the weapon Refiners Association. I'll leave that position to you." Feng Wuchen waved his hand and sat down on the chair.

"You all sit down." See white soul and others motionless, wind dust even busy way.

"Yes! Lord Feng. " There is no meaning of the wind and dust, white soul and others do not dare to sit down, the degree of respect is self-evident.

Feng Wuchen was depressed, and immediately said with a bitter smile: "Chairman Bai, I'm really just the realm of Tianpin weapon refiner. I'm not a divine weapon refiner. You don't have to be so respectful to me. Just call me Fengying. I'm not used to listening to master Feng."

"Lord Feng, don't be kidding. You can't cheat us if you think that the magic power is the realm of magic products." White soul respectfully laughs a way, the vision also saw a Qiao three peaks.

White soul they don't know how much envy Qiao Sanfeng have such luck, can worship to the divine weapon refiner as a teacher.

Deacon elder and Yun Wuying always feel embarrassed when they think about it.

"Lord Feng, don't worry, we will never let this matter out." Yang qianxiao said respectfully.

Leakage? Is it still for them to leak?

As soon as the meeting was over, I'm afraid the people who left would have spread the news.

"To tell you the truth, they don't believe it. With this identity, they can fly away in the future without worries, but they have to build a place to settle down." The wind has no dust, the secret way in the heart.

Feng Wuchen didn't want to talk about this topic. He immediately changed the topic and asked, "by the way, President Bai, what is Tianmu? When can I get in? "

"Tianmu is an ancient battlefield. It has been sealed and controlled by our guild. If Lord Feng wants to go in, he can come out at any time." White soul respectfully way.

"It's terrible to be a master of weapon refining." Feng Wuchen exclaimed in his heart.

The president of Tangtang weapon Refiners Association is so respectful in front of the wind.

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