"What's going on? Why did these magic weapons come down on their own?" Shirley shouted in confusion while dodging the magic weapons that kept hitting her in mid-air.
"Look, the formations outside those magic weapons have disappeared," Zhou Bin suddenly let go of the attack of a claw-shaped magic weapon and shouted in disbelief.
When everyone heard this, they all looked at the magic weapons that were still flying in the air.
Sure enough, as Zhou Bin said, more than a dozen magic weapons have escaped the control of those formations and are flying in the sky, aiming at a person from time to time and smashing them.
"Why do I feel something strange?" Kuang Mang scratched his hair and said with some uncertainty, "Don't you think these magic weapons seem to be controlled by others?"
After what he said, everyone had a sense of recognition. Indeed, they all felt like they were being fooled at this moment. It seemed that someone was using these magic weapons to trick them and make them look embarrassed.
"No, those magic weapons started to move again. Everyone, hide quickly." As someone shouted, everyone started to dodge again. Facing these magic weapons, no matter how strong they were, there was nothing they could do. They couldn't catch him, but they couldn't hit him. It's not painful or itchy, but if it's damaged, I'll still feel pain for a while. I have no choice but to hide.
However, this time these magic weapons were beyond their expectations. They did not attack again, but just floated quietly in front of everyone, as if waiting for someone to collect them.
"What's going on? Why don't you fight?" King Kongyou didn't react, and was startled when he looked at the pair of gloves suspended in front of him.
"Idiot, take it away quickly," Shirley scolded, grabbing the pair of daggers suspended in front of her with one hand.
They thought it would be difficult to collect them, but after they actually started collecting them, they discovered that collecting these magic weapons was not a waste of effort at all.
In the blink of an eye, everyone had the magic weapon in front of them in their pocket, even the seriously injured people.
At this time, everyone discovered that it seemed that they had calculated it, and the number of magic weapons was exactly the same as the number of people present. One person per person was just enough to count.
"Is there really someone controlling me?" Shirley blinked her big bright eyes and muttered with some uncertainty, "Could it be Chen Feng?"
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At this moment, Chen Feng was closing his eyes and "looking" at everyone's embarrassment with a smile on his face, a look of mischievous joy on his face.
"It seems that everything in the Immortal Mansion is under my control, but why is such a high-level Immortal Mansion so poor?" Chen Feng carefully counted the properties in the Immortal Mansion, but found that except for Kuang Mang, Apart from the dozens of magic weapons suspended in the hall where they were, there were no other items. Those magic weapons were basically spiritual weapons, and there were a few that were of a much higher quality than the spiritual weapons. Although he has the appearance of an immortal weapon, he is still not worthy of being the original owner of the immortal mansion.
Since he couldn't figure it out, Chen Feng stopped worrying about this issue. He believed that the origin of the original owner of the Immortal Mansion would be answered sooner or later. With the magic of the "Tiandan Record", the original owner should not be some unknown person. The senior is right.
Then, Chen Feng turned his attention to the alchemy furnace. The alchemy furnace was dark and covered with thick dust. It was obvious that it had not been used for a long time.
"Why is it just a low-grade magic weapon?" Chen Feng took a closer look and was stunned. This alchemy furnace turned out to be just a low-grade magic weapon.
With Chen Feng's vision, he could determine the grade of the magic weapon at a glance.
"Why did a low-grade magic weapon appear here?" Chen Feng was secretly surprised, and doubts arose in his heart. A low-grade magic weapon was only the lowest magic weapon in the world of cultivation. How could it be worthy of a master of alchemy
While thinking, a light orange flame appeared in Chen Feng's hand, and he gently threw it into the alchemy furnace.
"If it is a low-grade magic weapon, it will be burned immediately under the orange fire of Tianling," Chen Feng thought in his mind, waiting for the changes in the alchemy furnace.
However, as the Tianling Orange Fire burned stronger and stronger, Chen Feng did not notice that the alchemy furnace was about to melt at all. Instead, the alchemy furnace began to vibrate gently, as if to express the joy in his heart.
"Hey, is it possible that this alchemy furnace has spirituality?" Chen Feng was shocked. Looking at the dark alchemy furnace, he was speechless in surprise.
"Buzz," as if it had some spiritual power, the alchemy furnace vibrated a few times again.
"Damn, I can really understand the words," the look on Chen Feng's face became more and more incredible. If this pill furnace can really understand Chen Feng's words, it obviously has spirituality, and it is at least a spiritual weapon-level treasure. However, No matter how Chen Feng looked at it, it was just a low-grade magic weapon.
Out of curiosity, Chen Feng tried again: "If you can understand what I'm saying, shake twice."
"Buzz,,"
"Buzz,,"
The dark alchemy furnace really shook, not too much once, not too much, exactly twice.
"Haha, I saw the treasure." Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat and he continued to ask: "Then what grade are you? You can't really be a low-grade magic weapon, right?"
"Buzz,,"
"Buzz,,"
"Buzz,,"
The black alchemy cauldron seemed to be insulted and shook even more violently.
"Hey, forget it, I don't understand it anyway, so asking is in vain," Chen Feng shook his head. Talking to Dan Lu was like talking about stand-up comedy or singing a one-man show.
With a flash of his wrist, Chen Feng put the dark alchemy cauldron into his storage bracelet.
However, the next moment, Chen Feng's storage bracelet suddenly lit up, as if something earth-shattering had happened in the space inside.
Chen Feng hurriedly put his consciousness into the storage bracelet and was immediately stunned by the phenomenon inside.
"Holy shit, my Void Alchemy Cauldron fragments," I saw that the dark alchemy furnace that had just entered, and the Void Alchemy Cauldron fragments that had been kept in Chen Feng's storage bracelet, were suspended instantly like chicken blood. It rose up and hit the dark alchemy furnace like a bullet.
"Just a crisp sound was heard, and the fragments of the Void Alchemy Cauldron suddenly hit the dark alchemy furnace. Then, the fragments of the Void Alchemy Cauldron, which were invulnerable to all fires, actually melted and poured onto the body of the pitch-black alchemy furnace again. , and at this moment, the grade of the pitch-black alchemy furnace quietly increased, reaching the level of a high-grade magic weapon.
"What on earth is going on?" Chen Feng was shocked and hurriedly sank his consciousness into the dark alchemy furnace.
After a while, he finally let out a breath: "Huh, fortunately, the Alchemy Space in the Void Alchemy Cauldron fragment did not disappear with the fragments, but was transferred to the dark Alchemy Furnace, and the Alchemy Cauldron Space There are quite a few pills inside.
"A small fragment of the Void Alchemy Cauldron has allowed you to advance to two small levels in a row. If I gather all the Void Alchemy Cauldron, what will you become?" Chen Feng looked at the dark alchemy furnace that seemed to be more powerful. Whispering softly,