Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 118 Qifeng First

For many years, Qi Feng has never seen such a chaotic scene in art.

Of course, no one like Su Zimo has ever appeared before.

In the eyes of everyone, Su Zimo is a deadly lunatic.

"Huh! I think he knows he's going to lose, so he's making a mistake here."

"Look at me, this Su Zimo's speculation is only possible, just because he wanted to hurt Brother Feng, so the final confrontation between the two people will not be necessary."

Outside the hall, there are all kinds of speculations, and there are many discussions.

"Su Zimo, do you want to gather or give up? Why did you make such an unusual move?" Ling Feng, the first man in Feng Feng, frowned sharply.

Su Zimo laughed: "Of course we have to gather."

"Why did Juling withdraw the Refiner Ding?" Wen Xuan asked again.

"Not allowed?"

Su Zimo asked back, Wen Xuan was speechless.

There are really no rules in the refining device. The gathering of spirits must be performed in the refining device, but this is really too weird to make people understand.

At this moment, Su Zimo gathered his soul, looked back at Feng Haoyu, and asked with a smile: "Feng Haoyu, do you think you have won?"

"Humph!"

Feng Haoyu hummed coldly, and said coldly, "I don't believe you can successfully gather spirits!"

"Okay, let me show you."

In fact, during this conversation, Su Zimo had tried to gather spirits many times, but all felt the danger and stopped in time.

This time, there was a faint sign of the spirit pattern on the axe, but there was no sign of danger.

Su Zimo was overjoyed.

It's done!

Hum!

With a shudder, the aura of the axe's body flourished, and a dazzling ray of light burst out before everyone's eyes.

Ling Wen!

The argument outside the hall gradually subsided.

Many disciples opened their mouths and stared at the scene with stuns, their eyes almost falling out.

How did you get together?

Isn't that difficult to gather?

Why did Su Zimo casually talk a few words and condensed a ghost pattern?

Not to mention the many disciples outside the main hall, even Wufeng's first seat is full of misgivings, full of doubts.

luck?

coincidence?

What happened?

After all, the other four peaks didn't know much about the technique of the refining device.

The old man groaned for a long time without thinking about it, so he shook his head.

Su Zimo's Juling was successful, and Qi Feng's first place in art has no suspense.

Feng Haoyu's face suddenly seemed difficult to look at.

Even if his speed is fast enough, after all, it is just a pseudo-spirit, without grade.

"Won!"

"Haha, we won Qifeng!"

"Master Su, good job!"

After a brief silence, there was a cheer from the crowd.

Some disciples of Lingfeng who were optimistic about Feng Haoyu were downcast.

Until now, they were still a little confused. How could ghosts make the gods so ordinary? This Su Zimo successfully gathered his soul.

And it looks so easy?

For many years, others may not be able to make a sublime magical tool. How can this kid chat and get one?

Feng Haoyu quickly adjusted her mood, sneered, and turned away.

"Very good, you win this game, Dan Feng compares art, we compare again!"

Feng Haoyu's voice came, but the person had disappeared into the crowd.

With a stab, Su Zimo put the giant axe in cold water, a sublime giant axe formed, looking fierce and domineering, the axe blade flashing cold light, it seemed to be able to split a mountain!

"Huh! Even if it is an inferior artifact, which practitioner would use such an awkward axe, ridiculous!"

A Lingfeng disciple said sourly.

"You don't like to listen to this fat man, fat man loves it!"

The fat man was unhappy on the spot.

Disciple Lingfeng sneered, "You like to have a fart, that's someone's magic weapon!"

At this moment, Su Zimo Chong beckoned the little fat man and yelled, "Fat man, this weapon is made for you and given to you."

"Uh……"

The disciple of Lingfeng who had just spoken had a pale complexion, and dinged into the crowd, disappeared.

The fat man Le Bidianer ran to Su Zimo's body and looked excited. A pair of fluffy palms rubbed around, but he was not embarrassed to laugh.

"Brother, really, really for me?"

You know, so far, the fat man hasn't had a sublime magical weapon nearby.

Unexpectedly, Su Zimo personally created a handle for it.

And this huge axe is so suitable for him, it is just tailor-made.

With this inferior artifact, the fat man will surely get a good ranking in Lingfeng comparison art.

"Well, accept it."

Su Zimo nodded and passed the huge ax to the fat man.

The fat man took it over, and couldn't help it, and said intoxicatedly, "Today I just slept with it!"

After that, the fat man kissed fiercely on the giant axe.

Seeing this scene, Wufeng first smiled.

Hefa Junior whispered, "This relationship is not small."

"It's just a pity. If Su Zimo could take this opportunity to make a good flying sword for himself, he might have a chance of winning against Hao Yu." Xuan Yi said.

Wen Xuan shook his head and said, "He and Feng Haoyu's strength is too big, and it can't be made up by two low-quality artifacts."

The old man shook his hands and said, "Anyway, Su Zimo won the first place anyway, and Su Zimo also had a chance to pick a good artifact in the Spirit Pavilion."

The bad old man got up and raised his voice: "This time Qi Feng's comparison with art is very obvious. Su Feng, a disciple of Qi Feng, won the first place!"

Many Qifeng disciples cheered loudly.

The old man said again, "Su Zimo, you come up and say, what's the meaning of the action of removing the refiner tripod just now."

"This ..." Su Zimo looked hesitant.

"It's okay, there is no order of practice, the master is the teacher. Share your experience and let everyone learn." The old man also encouraged.

Su Zimo walked to the old man and whispered, "Master, this method may not be suitable for others."

In all fairness, only Su Zimo can do this spiritual gathering, and others can't really learn it.

"Anyway, just say a few words." The old man urged again.

Helpless, Su Zimo came to the forefront, facing a few disciples of Wufeng, and coughed softly.

Inside and outside the hall, many disciples immediately raised their ears.

"Uh ... it's a habit of me to remove the refiner, and I feel that the success rate of Zhuling will be higher." Su Zimo stiffened his head and said ambiguously.

Su Zimo didn't know, but his casual words kept many disciples in his heart.

Withdrawing the Refiner Ding, you can increase your success rate!

Looking at the light in many disciples' eyes, Su Zimo quickly said: "The action of removing the refiner is very dangerous, and everyone should not try it."

This sentence was well-intentioned, but many disciples mistakenly believed that Su Zimo didn't want them to learn this kind of spiritual gathering.

So, for a period of time after that, the disciples of Zongmen began to have constant accidents while refining the implements, failing to gather spirits and being blown to death by the artifact fragments ...

Thank you for the waves, the world, the quiet rain, the wind season, the harmonious society, Limo's reward, thanks to Xuan Xuan's 10,000 book currency reward, and promotion to the elders ~ Thank you for your comfort. Today, three changes, roar !!

(End of this chapter)