Jin Junhao is definitely the best at refining magic weapons among the people in the square.
In the third round of the weapon refining competition, no one was surprised that he would choose to refine a magic weapon.
It's just that this third round of refining is not done randomly.
Master Fen Ye had made relevant requests before the game.
sword! Not a sword!
The pagoda refined by Jin Junhao naturally meets the requirement of not being a sword.
But where does this sword come from?
At this moment, even the weapon refining masters from the refining guild in the northern stands felt a little puzzled.
Jin Junhao has always been known as the number one weapon refiner among the younger generation in Divine Weapon City, and he is proficient in both weapon refinement and divine patterns.
How could such a person ignore Master Fen Ye's request and refine a pagoda?
If I digress, no matter how high the quality of his pagoda is, I am afraid it will not be among the top three.
Listening to everyone's doubts, Jin Junhao frowned slightly.
Perhaps he couldn't listen anymore, but at this moment his palm suddenly trembled, and the pagoda rose into the sky.
The divine patterns engraved on the pagoda immediately flashed with dazzling brilliance.
Immediately afterwards, the pagoda slowly rotated.
The terrifying sword energy poured out from the tower and turned into a sword storm, which continued to rage in the void.
"Sword Qi!"
The crowd looked stunned and suddenly realized.
"So that's it! This pagoda can release sword energy!"
"In this way, the pagoda refined by Jin Junhao can be regarded as comparable to the sword."
"This pagoda should be called a sword tower."
Jin Junhao did not make a fuss about the appearance of the refined artifacts like Tong Pan, Yin Yue, and Tie Yangfei.
He found another way and used the power of the divine pattern array to make the sword tower he refined able to release sword energy.
"A sword tower that can release sword energy is not bad! It's a pity that your sword tower only generates a three-color weapon cloud!"
Tong Pan had nothing to do, looked at Jin Junhao, and said with a half-smile.
Jin Junhao heard the sound and glanced at Tong Pan, not to be outdone, "The strength of the weapon cloud does not prove anything! The real meaning of spiritual weapons and magic weapons lies in their value, not just their quality! It's not that I look down on you. , but I must say one thing, what is the use of the sword and gun you refined? It is neither fish nor fowl!"
"Qiyun's strength doesn't prove anything? This is nothing more than your weak self-deception."
Tong Pan sneered and didn't take Jin Junhao's words too seriously.
"We'll find out later!"
Jin Junhao said indifferently, and then ignored Tong Pan.
There isn't much time left.
The three groups of people who have not yet succeeded in refining have all begun to form formations at this time.
"That is……"
Someone saw the artifacts placed by Peng Xuan and Peng Ling on the carving platform and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Feather wings? So beautiful!"
Following this person's words, more and more people looked at Peng Xuan and Pen Ling.
Immediately afterwards, their expressions became exciting.
What Peng Xuan and Pen Ling worked together to refine were silver-white wings.
But every feather on this wing is actually a short sword.
The wings are intertwined with hundreds of daggers.
Even without the formation, it still brought a strong visual impact to everyone.
"This Jinpeng Empire's weapon-refining genius is very good!"
Seeing this, Master Fen Ye also sincerely praised him.
Being able to create such wings undoubtedly relies on Pengxuan's weapon-refining ability.
This actually has little to do with Penngling.
But having said that, it is obviously an extremely complicated matter to condense the divine pattern array on such complex wings.
Fortunately, Pengxuan himself also understands the divine patterns. Even though his attainments in divine patterns are not as good as Penngling, he is still carving the divine pattern formation next to Penngling.
call! call! call……
After a while, the terrifying air current swept up.
With the combined efforts of Peng Xuan and Pen Ling, the wings of the sword formed successfully.
Jin Junhao, Tong Pan, Shen Yuan and the crowd in the stands all looked up into the void.
I saw that the air flow kept churning, and finally turned into a five-color cloud.
"Fortunately there are only five colors!"
Seeing this, Tong Pan breathed a sigh of relief.
As a weapon refiner, he could also tell that the wings of the sword refined by Peng Xuan were extraordinary.
The moment the Sword Wings Formation was successfully formed, he was also a little worried.
But now, the wings of the sword only generated a five-color weapon cloud, which really made him breathe a sigh of relief.
In this way, he still has a chance to compete for the top spot in the weapon refining competition.
"It's the five-color weapon cloud again, so awesome!"
"I didn't expect that in the third round of weapon refining, three people would be able to produce the weapon cloud."
"These three people are probably the top three in the weapon refining competition. I just don't know who will take the top spot!"
After the cloud of weapons dissipated, the crowd gradually became commotion.
They seemed to have forgotten.
At this time, there were two groups of people still continuing to refine weapons in the square.
But it's no wonder they forget.
I thought that now, there really wasn't much time left.
Of course, not everyone ignored these two groups of people.
There were five elders in red gold robes on the north stand. Tong Pan, Shen Yuan, Pengying and others who had completed the weapon refining were all paying attention to Ling Tian.
Ling Tian and Tong Xinye ignored the commotion outside.
The more commotion the outside world gets, the more focused their attention becomes.
What the two of them were refining was a set of magical weapons, consisting of seven daggers of different colors.
Ling Tian consolidated the formation and did not ask Tong Xinye to help, mainly because he was afraid that Tong Xinye would be unhelpful.
He wanted to form the formation of seven swords at the same time without allowing any mistakes.
Ready, his palms trembled.
The divine patterns on the seven divine pattern formations that had already been carved out, at the same time, the power of the divine patterns floated out, and were imprinted on the seven daggers respectively.
Under the imprint of the first divine pattern, the dagger that originally showed seven colors seemed to come to life, blooming with seven kinds of brilliance.
"Brother Shen Yuan, what do you think of the divine pattern formation he drew?"
Tong Pan couldn't figure out the way of the divine pattern formation carved by Ling Tian. In addition, the seven swords had not been successfully formed yet, so he couldn't judge the mystery of the seven swords, so he could only ask Shen Yuan.
"Each of these seven sets of divine pattern arrays is just the most common fifth-level divine pattern array. There is nothing special about it. Even if they can refine a set of heaven-level mid-level magic weapons, they probably won't be able to generate one. Yun! At most, in terms of quality, it can beat Yin Yue and Tie Yangfei by a head."
Shen Yuan squinted his eyes slightly and carefully observed the seven sets of divine pattern formations carved by Ling Tian, and then slowly expressed his judgment.
"That's good!"
Tong Pan smiled when he heard the sound and believed in Shen Yuan's words.
Even if the set of magical weapons refined by Tong Xinye beat Yin Yue and Tie Yangfei, they would only be able to achieve fourth place in this weapon refining competition.
Because the quality of the spiritual weapons and magic weapons he, Pengxuan and Jin Junhao refined were far superior to those of Yin Yue and Tie Yangfei.
But just finishing fourth in the Weapon Refining Competition doesn't mean much, and you are not eligible to receive rewards from the Weapon Refining Guild.
However, just when Tong Pan finished speaking.
Seven streams of air rushed out from the seven daggers at the same time.
Intertwined with each other, they rushed towards the sky!
In the end, seven streams of air rolled violently above the heads of Ling Tian and Tong Xinye.
"What?"
Tong Pan opened his eyes and raised his head in surprise.
However, Shen Yuan's face darkened and his brows furrowed.
Unexpectedly, the slap in the face came so quickly...
Looking at this formation, Ling Tian and Tong Xinye made seven daggers.
After all, a cloud of weapons also appeared...
