3362: C3362 Do You Know How to Write the Word 'death?

C3362 Do You Know How to Write the Word 'death?

Do you know how to write the word death?

It was too fast!

It was so fast that those sects' Master Refiner queued up one by one, and just as he stood firm, he lost!

They had no idea how they had lost.

Grand Pavilion Master didn't give them any chance at all.

Every time, it was done in one go.

Every time, he would refine a God-level treasure.

Comparing them, it was as if Grand Pavilion Master had pressed him to the ground and rubbed him with all his strength, making him unable to move at all.

"Pavilion of Heavenly Secret wins!"

"The next one!"

"Pavilion of Heavenly Secret wins!"

"Next!"

Refiner kept walking up and down the stairs. He could only stand on the Refining Altar for a few seconds before losing.

In just two hours, more than a thousand Refiner had lost.

Over five thousand Refiner would be enough for ten hours!

The most important thing was...

Grand Pavilion Master's Aura was stable, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating fast.

Two hours of divine speed artifact forging did not cause any consumption to him at all. Under such circumstances, it was not difficult for him to sustain for ten hours.

Elder's eyes darkened.

Although he was shocked in his heart, he also hated it even more.

Because Grand Pavilion Master's aura was too powerful.

The Refiner that he brought with him was like an ant that was crushed by Grand Pavilion Master's Qi. Even if he could refine weapons now, he wouldn't be able to produce anything good.

Not only that.

Refiner of the Heaven Race was also crushed by the Aura on Grand Pavilion Master's body.

This speed...

This level was too strong!

"Pavilion of Heavenly Secret wins!"

"Next!"

Another loud sound was heard. Elder clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "A bunch of trash!"

Everyone from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret was excited.

"Grand Pavilion Master is Grand Pavilion Master."

"He's really extraordinary. I'm afraid that his current achievement isn't any weaker than the Heaven's Secret Craftsman from back then." Murong Xiong said faintly. He was incomparably shocked when he saw Grand Pavilion Master's performance alone.

Li Yuanba said, "His consumption."

Murong Xiong nodded and said, "You can tell?"

"It looks like the Aura is stable and breathing smoothly, but his energy consumption is very serious. Although it takes a few seconds to recover every time, he is after all only Refiner, not a Martial Cultivation user."

"A few seconds to recover is negligible to him."

Elder could only feel Grand Pavilion Master's Aura stabilizing, he thought that it did not cause any consumption, but otherwise, Grand Pavilion Master would have consumed a lot of his energy.

In two hours, he had used up more than half of his Vital Energy.

There were still more than four thousand Refiner left. This was a huge test for him.

Li Yuanba said, "I think he wants to do it in one go, but I don't know how long he can last."

Murong Xiong said faintly, "It's fine as long as he can hold on. What I'm worried about now is what kind of plot the celestials are up to."

With the limelight being crushed like this, how could the celestials still have face?

Every single one of the celestials, Elder, had an ugly expression on his face.

Under the effects of Grand Pavilion Master's Seraphic Speed art of refining, the people they brought were like idiots. One by one, they queued up, and after that, they queued up one by one.

If this wasn't an idiot, then what was?

Where was the might of the celestial race?

Where was the face of the celestial race?

If Grand Elder from the Shrine knew about this, Profound Emperor would definitely punish him.

The few Heaven Race Elder looked at each other, then slightly narrowed his eyes.

At the same time.

"Pavilion of Heavenly Secret wins!"

"The next one!"

One of the celestials, Elder, stood up slightly and walked up to the Refining Altar.

Everyone shivered.

"Does the celestial Elder want to fight?"

"Elder of the Sky Race can't stand it anymore."

"Hahaha! Elder of the Sky Race is going to fight!"

"This time, we will be able to kill his prestige."

Many of the Refiner couldn't breathe under the pressure of Grand Pavilion Master's divine weapon refining technique. They felt extremely uncomfortable.

They felt slightly relieved when they saw Elder walk out.

However!

What puzzled them was that this Sky Elder was holding a weapon in his hand as he walked up to the Refining Altar. This weapon was not a refining hammer, so what was he doing?

Everyone was puzzled.

Grand Pavilion Master said faintly, "Elder, please!"

Elder also sneered and said, "Please!"

Grand Pavilion Master did not think too much about it.

The Refining Altar was a tool refinement. He had been refining for his entire life. Standing on the Refining Altar, he had become a completely different person. One hundred and twenty thousand points of penetration. Unless the tool refinement ended, his mind would not relax at all.

This kind of person had only done one thing ever since he was born.

Moreover, when he did it, he would be at the level of Heaven Man Unity. He would ignore anything that happened in the outside world.

The Refining Fire on his body moved.

Once again, he entered the realm of artifact forging.

But!

At this moment.

One of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret's pavilion master 's eyes tightened as he shouted, "Grand Pavilion Master, be careful! "

The weapon in Heaven Clan Refiner's hand struck heavily, and a huge force burst out from the tip of the spear.

Grand Pavilion Master raised his eyes, and his technique was extremely fast.

He wanted to use this speed to crush Elder. This time, he was even faster.

However, he didn't expect that Elder wasn't here to forge artifacts, but to take his life.

He flipped the Divine Artifact he had refined.

"Buzz!"

He protected in front of him.

The power of Heaven Clan Expert's weapon exploded out, smashing onto the Divine Artifact he refined, producing a loud explosive sound, "Rumble rumble rumble!"

"Rumble rumble!"

"Rumble rumble!"

A violent explosion sounded out.

Grand Pavilion Master was sent flying. "Bang!"

He crashed heavily onto the ground, causing the ground to crack. Grand Pavilion Master's body bounced up, and he spurted out a mouthful of black blood, "Pu!"

The people from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret rushed forward.

"Grand Pavilion Master!"

"Grand Pavilion Master! '"

"Senior brother!"2

"The Heaven Race, you've gone too far, haven't you? "

Each and every one of their eyes blazed with fury.

Elder spread his hands and made an innocent expression. He said, "A mistake in artifact forging is definitely a mistake. I don't want this to happen either. But everyone has a mistake. Don't tell me that you all didn't make a mistake? "

"Mistake?"

"This is also considered a mistake?" asked Wang Yao.

"You attacked Grand Pavilion Master right from the start, and this is called a mistake? This is called intentional, right?"

The few pavilion master couldn't hold their anger.

The Heaven Elder immediately said, "You have to be careful when you speak. Why am I intentional? If I say that a mistake is a mistake, then I'll just lose this match."

"Still not letting anyone make a mistake?"

He had a smug look on his face.

The former Heaven Elder stood up and said with a sneer on his face, "Everyone has made a mistake. Grand Pavilion Master has already won. Grand Pavilion Master, get up and continue."

"If you can't get up, you will have to change your opponent."

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha."

Elder of the Heaven Race and the people of those sects burst into laughter.

Their laughter was filled with joy.

Fighting against the celestial race?

Do you know how to write the word 'death'?

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