Scared away..

What Su Zimo wants to refine is a giant axe.

During this period of time, the little fat man helped him a lot.

And the last time the two played against each other, Su Zimo accidentally pulled out five pits out of Fatty's giant axe.

This great axe was made for the little fat man.

After another half an hour, when the other cultivators had already begun to shape, Su Zimo had just finished smelting, sitting cross-legged, restoring aura while waiting for the refining cauldron to cool down.

In this step, several disciples have been eliminated.

These disciples did not control the cooling temperature, and as a result, they were unable to shape themselves, and their achievements fell short.

After another quarter of an hour, Su Zimo stood up suddenly, condensed a pair of big hands with aura, plunged into the refining cauldron, and began to shape.

On the other side, there was a jingling sound.

Feng Haoyu has already begun to temper.

Every time the wind hammer falls, the impurities in the flying sword will be refined again, making the flying sword harder.

The flying sword that was burned to the crimson, under the blow of the wind hammer, sparks shot in all directions. These sparks, actually impurities in the flying sword, fell to the bottom of the tripod.

On this side, Su Zimo has also finished shaping.

"What is this, a big axe?"

"Moreover, this axe is too stupid, it wastes aura to manipulate, who would use it!"

"Yes, this great axe has lost the dexterity and lightness that a spirit weapon should have. On the contrary, it looks like a rags-handed weapon, and it has fallen down."

Outside the hall, many disciples began to talk about Su Zimo's great axe.

Only the little fat man moved his heart, blinked, and thought of a possibility.

Su Zimo's expression remained as usual. After shaping, he condensed a third-level spirit fire again and began to burn the giant axe.

Soon, the giant axe was burned to a crimson and crystal clear state.

At the same time that Su Zimo had just begun to temper, Feng Haoyu had already finished his tempering.

At this moment, Feng Haoyu hesitated.

The next step is the most critical spirit gathering in the refining vessel.

Now Feng Haoyu has obvious advantages, no matter from the shape of the spirit weapon or the speed of refining, he will outperform Su Zimo.

But if Spirit Gathering fails and the flying sword bursts, he will be eliminated directly.

Choosing to gather spirits requires a lot of courage.

In the past few months, Feng Haoyu had really succeeded in gathering spirits once, but at such a critical moment, he did not dare to gamble.

After hesitating for a long time, Feng Haoyu gave up the spirit gathering and directly put the refined flying sword into the cold water.

With a stab, the blue smoke billows, and the flying sword takes shape!

Feng Haoyu was the first to refine the spirit weapon this time, and then placed the flying sword in front of the table in front and returned to the original place to look at Su Zimo in time.

"Brother Feng won!"

"Yes, unless Su Zimo succeeds in gathering spirits, there is absolutely no chance of winning."

"Successful gathering of spirits? Haha, is it possible? Don't forget, he has been in the sect for less than a year. Under such a tense and exciting atmosphere, even if a senior refiner comes, the chance of gathering spirits will be greatly reduced. ."

The many Lingfeng disciples who watched the game outside let out a sigh of relief.

The second one who finished the exercise was Qifeng disciple Xue Yi.

With a second-level spirit fire, Xue Yi's refining speed is also ahead of others.

The next step is to gather spirits.

Unlike Feng Haoyu, Xue Yi did not give up, but chose to gather spirits!

Seeing this scene, the old man nodded secretly.

In all fairness, Feng Haoyu's talent for refining is indeed good, even better than Xue Yi, but he lacks a bit of courage.

If Feng Haoyu chose to gather spirits just now, the old man would really have a high look at him.

Even if they don't understand the technique of refining, many disciples are aware of the difficulty of gathering spirits.

Xue Yi's choice to gather spirits immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Xue Yi looked solemn, carefully controlling the spiritual energy in the refining cauldron, and slowly condensed towards the sword.

Click!

A crisp sound rang from the inside of the cauldron, and it was extremely clear in the hall.

broken!

Xue Yi secretly cried out bad.

Many disciples shook their heads.

This sound was the sound of cracks emerging from the sword.

as predicted.

The next moment, a click!

There was a loud noise in Xue Yi's refining cauldron, the flying sword exploded, and the fragments ejected on the cauldron wall, making a clinking sound.

Gathering failed.

Xue Yi smiled bitterly, put away the refining cauldron, bowed to the head of Wufeng, and left the refining hall.

The flying sword burst, which means that he has been eliminated.

Next, other disciples began to finish refining one after another. Except for Xue Yi, no disciple dared to try to gather spirits.

At this moment, Su Zimo let out a long sigh of relief and finished the exercise.

Swish!

Countless eyes all fell on Su Zimo.

In the eyes of some Qifeng disciples, there was a hint of expectation.

Su Zimo has become Qifeng's last hope.

If Su Zimo fails again, it means that this time the first Qifeng will be taken away by the disciples of Waifeng!

Although everyone is the same brother, but this is not honorable to Qifeng.

Su Zimo paused for a while, and suddenly made a move that surprised everyone--withdrawing the refining cauldron!

"He, what is he doing?"

"Did you give up gathering spirits?"

"Not sure."

If it is said that Su Zimo gave up gathering spirits, he only needs to take the giant axe out of the refining cauldron and put it in cold water.

If you choose to gather spirits, you don't need to remove the refining cauldron.

Approaching, under everyone's attention, Su Zimo looked solemn, changed the aura around the giant axe, and began to condense the axe body away.

Gathering!

Su Zimo still chose to gather spirits.

But this picture is really weird.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a refining master who would remove the refining cauldron when gathering spirits.

This is too dangerous for the refiner, and it is completely unnecessary.

Once the spirit gathering fails and the spirit weapon explodes, the first person to suffer is the refiner himself.

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, the old man felt tight and stood up subconsciously, wanting to block his words.

But at this time, Su Zimo had already begun to gather spirits.

If the bad old man interrupted and Su Zimo was distracted, Spirit Gathering would definitely fail.

The old man frowned, hesitated for a long time, and sat back again, tense, ready to rescue Su Zimo at any time.

Feng Haoyu, who was standing next to Su Zimo, was also taken aback by this action, and hurried to the side.

At this moment, Su Zimo gathered the spirits while tilting his head, and said with a faint smile: "What are you running? Are you afraid?"

Inside and outside the hall, there was an uproar!

When gathering spirits, one needs to concentrate and not tolerate the slightest negligence. How can someone like Su Zimo not only remove the refining pot, but also ran to chat with others?

Isn't this looking for death?

In fact, others didn't know that Su Zimo's gathering of spirits relied on his spiritual sense.

Even if he is distracted, if there is a warning sign that the spirit gathering fails, Lingjue will warn him first, and Su Zimo will naturally stop.

"madman!"

Feng Haoyu said coldly, and took a few steps further away.

There were originally other disciples beside Su Zimo. Some of them had just finished refining their weapons, and even Feijian couldn't even turn them in. They withdrew away like a plague god.

Some disciples were still tempering their spirit weapons. Seeing this scene, they were so frightened that their spirits were thrown into the refining cauldron and they didn't care about them. They turned around and ran away, hating their parents for having two legs.

There is chaos in the refining hall.

In a blink of an eye, there was no one else around Su Zimo except the first seat of the five peaks!