Chapter 38 Magical Duntian Ding Refining

"Yes, I'm Shen Xingchen, the only one left in the Huolan Shen family." Shen Xingchen replied.

"Hahaha... God is really eye-opening! Let me wait for thousands of years, and finally wait for the new owner!" The god-killing golden sword immediately flew upright towards Shen Xingchen. The sapphire on the hilt of the sword flashed enchantingly, like the magic power injected into the moment, and the tattooed sword shadow on Shen Xingchen's back also lit up, shining the same golden light.

At the beginning of the ceremony of the golden sword, Shen Xingchen sat cross-legged and poured great power into Shen Xingchen's body. His forehead was full of sweat, and his eyes were closed. I don't know how long it took for the ceremony to recognize the Lord. Shen Xingchen's forehead and eyebrows lit up, and a crosslight flashed slightly, and the engraving was extinguished.

"All right?" Xue Aofeng looked at Shen Xingchen and asked suspiciously.

"...hmm." Shen Xingchen answered a word, and his face looked a little tired. He stood up and took a few steps closer to Xue Aofeng, two or three steps away. Suddenly his body tilted down...

"Hey! What's going on!" Xue Aofeng stepped forward with a sword and held him.

"I... I really want to sleep..." Shen Xingchen said weakly and simply leaned his head on her shoulder and slightly close his eyelids.

"What a dizziness!" Xue Aofeng took a breath, which probably consumed a lot of physical strength! However, the strange thing is why the recognition of the two guns is so simple that it is effortless! Isn't this the so-called grade problem?

"Master, you look at me again. The power of our peak holy weapon is not much worse than that of the artifact." Qiankun replied unhappily.

"Oh, you are really a roundworm in my stomach!" Xue Aofeng curled the corners of his mouth disdainfully. But the bottom of my heart is light and meaningless, and it still needs to fully explode to reach other people's magic weapons. Hey, this level is a level, insurmountable power! Dare to make up the opportunity to recognize an artifact and magic weapon!

"Don't abandon me!" Qiankun said pitifully.

"If you don't want to be abandoned, then make it an artifact for me!" Xue Aofeng smiled sinisterly.

"Uh-huh..." This is really embarrassing for it! It was not so high-end when it was refined, but now it suddenly said that it wanted to be transformed. Hey, this is equivalent to folding its bones! What's more, if you throw it into the refinery furnace for recasting, you will suffer from the pain of melting bones and powder! Maybe this artifact has not been refined, and even the soul of the weapon is gone.

Xue Aofeng only held Shen Xingchen on the ground beside him and sat down. When he just wanted to get out, the other party leaned on her shoulder and didn't want to get up. Xue Aofeng straightened his body and met his amber charming pupils, and his eyes suddenly condensed for a moment.

Shen Xingchen's slightly closed eyes seemed to be closed. When he looked at her, his habitually indifferent and cold face smiled softly, which made Xue Aofeng close his eyes. The eyes under these thick black eyelashes are undoubtedly fascinating, but Xue Aofeng is particularly sober at this time. She can be seduced by the beauty of any beauty, but she can't explain why she can't.

"Shen Xingchen, did you already know that there would be a golden sword here, so..." Xue Aofeng did not continue to say, and his eyes were slightly confused. She couldn't think of more. He met himself from selling himself, then entered Xuemen, and then tried to find a way to enter Tianding College to successfully find the Golden Sword... This series of things is like a complete plan.

"Xue Aofeng, in your heart, am I such a calculating person?" Shen Xingchen asked her gently, with a slight sigh in his heart. It seems that he is really going to live up to Uncle Xue's kindness. No matter Xue Aofeng's previous doubts about him and his current relief, there always seems to be a wall between him and her...

"..." Xue Aofeng was silent, so she stood up, looked at the tablet of medicine, and naturally changed the topic, "Have a good rest!" I'll go over there and have a look." After saying that, without waiting for him to reply, he went straight to the left refinery. Looking at the black iron hanging on the wall, she frowned slightly. There is also a big rusty tripod placed in front.

"This is a place where a refiner has lived." Xue Aofeng guessed.

Suddenly. A voice came from the other side, "Yes, there was a couple living here. The man was a refiner and the woman was a pharmacist. Unfortunately, in order to get my contract, they played all the conspiracy and killed each other, and finally became the soul of my sword!" The sound escaped from Shen Xingchen's wrist, and it was naturally the golden sword that had just recognized the Lord before.

"In this case, this couple is the skeleton shelf." Xue Aofeng picked the corners of his mouth. For a sword, his lover turned against each other. People in the world are really interested in their interests!

"Not bad." The god-slaughter replied, and then smiled jokingly, "The people who can come here are all organic people. You two must also be lovers, right?"

Xue Aofeng's face was cold when he heard this, and he just wanted to reply.

Shen Xingchen's voice was inserted in front of him, "You misunderstood..." Then he looked at it. Xue Aofeng smiled reluctantly, "She and I are brothers and sisters, not lovers."

"Ha ha. Boy, it seems that you still have to work hard!" The golden sword of God-sword ridiculed.

"Brother, what are you talking about! My master doesn't care about you, but..." Qiankun also snatched his words this time.

"Don't say it!" Xue Aofeng's face is slightly embarrassed. There are two things she hate most in her life. One is that others throw her face, and the other is that others talk about their private affairs.

"Are you all full? If you chew your tongue again, I will throw you into this refinery furnace and return to the prototype!" Xue Aofeng said angrily.

"Uh, uh, no! Master, can't I do it wrong?" Qiankun's two guns have lost their temper at all this time.

Shen Xingchen didn't say anything. After connoying Xue Aofeng, he closed his eyelids and rested.

"Girl, I think you have a good talent. Do you like refiners?" The god-sword looked at her staring at the Xuantie on the wall all the time.

"What kind of talent is not talented? I just feel that this industry is quick to make money. If you can build a sacred artifact and sell it, it will be a dish!" Xue Aofeng smiled evilly.

"Syncope..." Qiankun's two guns rolled his eyes and created a sacred artifact? She doesn't know how difficult it is?

"Hahaha... Not bad, very economical!" The golden sword of God-slaughter smiled shallowly, "Go away the Duntian tripod, and there is a book under it to see if you have a chance to become a refiner!"

Although Shen Xingchen closed his eyes, he listened to all this in his ears. His expression was indifferent and cold, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Wow, Dun Tianding? The legendary world's first tripod is another peak magic weapon? Oh, I'm really clumsy!" Qiankun's two guns are afraid that his eyes will be stared off the ground this time. I didn't pay attention to this rag and iron at all.

Xue Aofeng looked at the tripod, which was nothing special except for its huge size.

"Brother Qiankun, you really don't know the goods! This Duntian tripod can be used to refine both weapons and medicine, that is, it can refine weapons and medicine, which is unique in the world. The god-sling golden sword replied.

"Then why doesn't this peak magic weapon speak?" Xue Aofeng looked at the tripod curiously. There seemed to be exquisite patterns carved on the surface, but it was too rusty to see the pattern clearly.

"Oh, this guy is arrogant and withdrawn. He won't talk to you before he recognizes the Lord." The god-sling golden sword said.

"Aofeng, try to see if you can contract it." Shen Xingchen opened his eyes.

Xue Aofeng did not answer, but just glanced at him, and then focused all her attention on the rusty tripod. The contract with this guy, oh, she didn't think that she cared about the refinery book pressed below. With this book, Xue Aofeng can also become a generation of refinery masters, and this wealth will roll in. Haha!

Whish whether it works or not, Xue Aofeng picked up the two guns of the universe and cut it towards the Duntian tripod...

"Uh...no!" Qiankun dreamed that Xue Aofeng would use it to cut the tripod. What if he provoked the Futian tripod and sucked himself into the tripod?

Bum! A loud noise crossed my ear, but the edge of the tripod was intact, but layers of rust fell off.

"Oh, it's okay. This guy has no hair." Qiankun's two guns secretly congratulated themselves. But the next second, the tripod suddenly made a roaring sound, and a strong magnetic field was released, covering the whole cave. Whether it was the refinery room on the left or the pharmacy on the right, the air was surrounded by strong magnetic force, followed by a hurricane.

The black iron hanging on the wall flew up and was swept into the Duntian tripod, and the herbs also melted in one after another... Even people almost had to be uprooted.

Only Shen Xingchen sits on this side with full determination, which is obviously due to the effect of the golden sword. Shen Xingchen looked at Xue Aofeng, who was almost about to be involved, and immediately wanted to stand up. Unfortunately, his body was like a heavy jack, and it was difficult to pull up.

"Jin Jian, relax, I can't watch her die. I have to save her!" Shen Xingchen bit his teeth.

"It's late. Now you used to be useless. If she is involved in the tripod, no one can stop her." The golden sword replied.

I only heard Xue Aofeng shouting, and then I was swept into the Duntian tripod with a gun... Bang! The tripod cover is closed.

"..." Shen Xingchen looked at it, his eyes trembled a little, but he couldn't say a word. Did she disappear from her life so soon?

The earthquake suddenly shook in the Duntian tripod, and then I don't know where the fire came from, and the core of the fire actually rose.

"Xue Aofeng, come out quickly!" Shen Xingchen shouted outside, with inexplicably red silk in his eyes.

"Useless, master, her life and death have to be determined!" The golden sword of God-sword replied.

"..." Shen Xingchen's voice was a little stuck, and his handsome face was pale.

People outside are worried, but they don't know that the people in the furnace have another situation.

The core of fire rose, and the fire in the furnace was getting stronger and stronger, while Xue Aofeng calmly meditated on his knees and put two guns on the bottom of the plate to support the weight of his body. The "S" light print on the forehead appeared, and the beautiful face was reflected by the fire color. Her hands kept rolling like dancing above her head, and she said the death spell in her mouth...