Peak Of Spirit Suppression

Actually... he only had himself behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Lian, I understand. I will handle this matter."

After a moment of silence, Chen Chen revealed a calm smile.

Seeing this, Lian Yang felt relieved. The worry on his face gradually disappeared, and joy surged up in his heart. After all, he had refined a magical treasure that was ranked on the refining list.

This kind of glory was even happier for a refiner than raising his cultivation by a few realms.

"Fellow Daoist Tianyun, do you have any other magical treasures that you need to refine? If you have any needs, feel free to tell me. I have been idle recently."

Lian Yang patted his chest, his face full of heroic spirit.

Chen Chen Thought for a moment and shook his head. In fact, it was necessary to refine Xishuang's heavy frost sword again. However, the time was not ripe yet, so it was better to wait for another time.