3367: C3367 Granddisciple It's Your Turn

C3367 Granddisciple It's Your Turn

It's your turn.

His body had already exceeded the limits of what he could bear.

He's monopolizing a thousand people.

He had used up all of his Vital Energy and Spirit Energy. He had completely relied on the power that he had used to burn his life force.

Even so, he was still crushing them all along the way.

But...

He had been seriously injured twice. During the battle with Heaven Clan Refiner just now, his body had been severely overstretched. Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal wouldn't be able to save him.

He knew it in his heart.

He had spent his entire life forging weapons. He had been fighting for the sake of forging weapons and the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret.

In the end...

Grand Pavilion Master's eyes were filled with anger as he stared into the distance. His body slowly fell to the ground.

"Grand Pavilion Master!"

"Senior brother!"

"Master!"

Everyone rushed forward. The cracks on Grand Pavilion Master's body slowly expanded. Finally, like porcelain, they broke down piece by piece.

Blood flowed all over the ground.

His death was incomparably miserable, but his eyes were staring into the distance.

He died with everlasting regret!

"Master, wuwu..." Many disciples began to cry bitterly.

Grand Pavilion Master was dead!

The Refiner on the Refining Altar laughed loudly, "Hahahahahaha... It's fine if you don't win, but why did you refine yourself to death?"

"Trash is really trash!"

... "Weak trash!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha."

The people of Pavilion of Heavenly Secret were crying, but the people of the Heaven Race were laughing out loud.

"The Pavilion of Heavenly Secret is just so-so!"

"I thought they were very strong."

"That's right. The moment Elder of the Heaven Race appeared, he immediately refined himself to death. The strongest person in this world, Refiner, is from the Heaven Race."

"This is the outcome of going against the Heaven Race."

"Serves you right!"

"The Heaven race's Elder is mighty, the Heaven race's Elder is domineering! "

"Hahaha!"

Many people started to laugh and discuss.

Actually.

Everyone knew in their hearts that if Grand Pavilion Master wasn't injured, Refiner of the celestial race wouldn't be a match for him. But in this world, what was important wasn't the strength of weapon forging, but the strength of the fist!

The Pavilion of Heavenly Secret was just a place to forge weapons after all.

Weapon forging, could not grasp the Laws!

One would not be able to control one's own destiny.

This was reality.

This was the heavens of the celestial race!

If you went against the heavens, would you end up well?

Thousands of people shouted at the same time, covering up the painful cries of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret.

The people of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret were all red in the eyes. They gritted their teeth and looked at those people who were laughing wildly. They wished they could pounce on them and bite them.

"What are you looking at?"

"Do you still have a temper?"

"Do trash like you think you can make a move?"

"If you have the ability, let's continue the competition. Isn't your Pavilion of Heavenly Secret powerful? Is this the equipment forger of Primordial World? Let's continue. "

"Hahaha!"

Martial power was no match for them at all. If they threw themselves at them, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths. A few pavilion master tried his best to control the situation and said heavily, "Pavilion of Heavenly Secret hasn't lost yet!"

"We haven't lost yet!"

There were still eight pavilion master who hadn't fought yet.

He was also the last person from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret who didn't fight.

Elder from the Heaven Race smiled coldly. He pressed both of his hands together, causing the entire scene to quieten down. He said, "Yes, all of you have not lost yet. All of you are going to lose soon."

"Let's continue!"

"Your Grand Pavilion Master has been refined to death by me. Only trash like you, hehe, this old man will step on you one by one."

"Hahaha!"

"* Hong! *"

As he spoke.

The Refining Fire on Heaven Clan Refiner's body started burning again. He stared at one of the pavilion master and said, "Trash, come on!"

One of the pavilion master stepped onto the Refining Altar. The Refining Fire on his body also began to burn. He picked up the refining hammer and moved it slightly.

At this moment.

"Bang!"

The celestial artificer smashed down with his hammer.

The Refining Power surged.

It directly burst out.

The Refiner from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret was sent flying away. "Bang!"

He crashed heavily onto the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood, "Pu!"

He rolled his eyes and his body slowly became stiff.

"Sky Race wins!"

"Next one!"

Heaven Clan Refiner laughed loudly, and said, "Hahaha, you're so weak, yet you still dare to come out and embarrass yourself? Trash from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret, all of you come at me together. "

"This old man will deal with all of you in one go, don't waste my time!"

"Hahaha!"

Extremely arrogant.

The remaining seven Refiner from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret looked at each other.

They suppressed the anger in their hearts.

"Our Pavilion of Heavenly Secret will never win with numbers."

"Let me do it!"

A younger pavilion master walked forward, picked up the hammer, and made an inviting gesture, "Come!"

"Humph!"

Heaven Clan Refiner sneered and said," Trash, you dare to laugh at the celestials? "

"Die!"

"Boom!"

With a move of the hammer, the Refining Power burst forth.

Refiner from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret also moved. With a heavy hammer strike, the two Refining Powers collided. His strength was obviously not enough.

"Rumble!"

His body instantly retreated.

Before he could stabilize his body.

Heaven Clan Refiner struck again with his hammer.

"Boom!"

The Refining Power pierced through his body, splitting pavilion master 's body into two. His body fell to the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The faces of all the people from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret turned pale.

Three pavilion master had died in a row.

Heaven Clan Refiner said with a cold smile, "Can't even withstand a single blow."

"Trash!"

Refiner of the Heaven Race was very strong. Apart from Grand Pavilion Master and Second pavilion master , no one in the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret was a match for him. In addition to their anger, they were no match for him.

"Heaven Race wins. Next!"

"The Heaven Race wins! Next!"

"The celestial race wins! Next!"

One walked forward, one defeated.

They were either heavily injured or unconscious.

Heaven Clan Refiner was slapping the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret in the face. Every time he won a match, he would laugh loudly, "So this is the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret? The Abandoned Item Pavilion is too trashy!"

He had made the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret laugh at him for nothing.

Losing was losing, and the loser was powerless to argue. The Pavilion of Heavenly Secret could only be crushed by Heaven Clan Refiner. They wanted to resist, but they were not as good as Heaven Clan Refiner, so it was useless for them to say anything!

"Sky Race wins, next!"

The eight pavilion master were all defeated.

And now...

There was no one left in Pavilion of Heavenly Secret!

Heaven Clan Refiner looked at the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret and said with a smile, "Next, let's continue!"

Many Elder from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret lowered their heads.

"Isn't the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret the equipment forger of Primordial World? Isn't this a bit too low?"

"Sigh..."

"I thought you guys were very strong," the young man said.

"How boring."

Heaven Clan Refiner was very proud of himself.

The faces of the Heaven Race's Elder were flushed red, and there was a hint of contempt in his smile.

"Who else?"

"Trash from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret, who else can fight me?" Heaven Clan Refiner laughed loudly. No one from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret stood out. He smiled and said, "A bunch of trash. Since you can't even defeat me... I don't think there's any need for the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret to exist anymore."

Right at this moment.

Loong Fei turned around and looked at Bai Mei. He said faintly, "Granddisciple, it's your turn to go on stage!"0

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