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The first thousand two hundred and nineteenth chapter refining

Although Qin Yong was so angry that he was so angry that he was not a stupid person to worship Gu Shuang's sect. At this time, he didn't know that the man in front of him was the strong man who killed the Baisha Demon King and the Lie Eagle Ancestor that day. Moreover, this strong man was actually the leader of the Wu Xian Sect. The huge man was so excited that he burst into tears. He hurriedly knelt down and knocked his head loudly and said, "Disciple Qin Yong, pay homage to the head!"

Seeing that Qin Yong was honest and honest, Xia Yunjie liked him very much, he smiled and waved his hand and said, "Get up, I don't like the ceremony of kneeling and bowing, and then bowing."

"Thank you, Master." Qin Yong wiped his tears and stood up.

"Elder Gu, Qin Yong's body is surging with his blood and energy, and his fire element is surging. In the future, he will be a master of weapon refining and a brave general. He will be a good cultivation." Xia Yunjie said to Gu Shuang.

"Thank you for your praise!" Gu Shuang saw that the leader praised her disciples, and she couldn't help but look very bright. She was overjoyed and bowed to thank her. Qin Yong was flattered and wanted to kowtow again. Xia Yunjie directly pushed her sleeves and said with a smile: "Qin Yong, you can stay here to observe."

"Thank you for your kindness!" Gu Shuang and Qin Yong bowed together to thank him.

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A witch cauldron floated out of Xia Yunjie's chest. The ancient cauldron was simple and unpretentious. The flames in the cauldron were blazing and the heat waves were surging. A trace of ancient vicissitudes and the aura of a king emanated from the ancient cauldron. Not only did the witch cauldron in Ye Tong and others tremble, but they couldn't help but fall to the ground. Even Peng Tianwu, the elder who had reached the level of cultivation, had the urge to worship the witch cauldron.

When Xia Yunjie saw that Ye Tong and others had a slightly lower cultivation level, they immediately fell to the ground and knelt down. Elders such as Peng Tianwu all looked shocked and awe-inspiring. They realized why in their hearts, and quietly restrained the aura of the ancient tripod.

Xia Yunjie restrained the breath of the ancient tripod, and Ye Tong and others crawled up from the ground in sweat. The eyes of Xia Yunjie were filled with awe and admiration. Peng Tianwu and others were all relieved. The eyes of Xia Yunjie were also filled with awe, and there was a hint of irresistible excitement.

The aura emitted by the head's witch tripod alone had such a powerful and terrifying pressure, which shows how profound and unfathomable the head's cultivation is!

Xia Yunjie threw all the skeletons, eagle beak and sharp claws into the witch cauldron fire, and selected other Fiery Eagle Claws and eagle beaks, who were killed and had a higher cultivation level, and also threw them into the witch cauldron.

The witch fire is blazing, the heat waves are rolling, and it emits an extremely hot breath.

The skeleton of the fiery eagle, the eagle beak and the claws are thrown in, and they are melting at a speed visible to the naked eye. The skeleton is best to melt, and within a moment, only a red fuse is left. However, the claw and the eagle beak are difficult to melt. It took a long time to gradually melt into a red fuse, which is fused with the previous piece to form an egg-sized fuse.

Seeing the egg-sized frit, which had a faint layer of light in the witch fire, Ye Tong and Luo Ling didn't know how to refine weapons because of their low cultivation level, they didn't feel much, but Peng Tianwu and others' eyes showed extremely hot gazes.
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