Peerless Insect Deity

It is said that laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway. Seeing this scene, the audience monks in the audience did not notice anything unusual, but some weapon refiners who had not yet started to practice weapons changed their faces and even exclaimed.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"The cultivation of this flaming demon scorpion is only the middle stage of Jindan. It would take at least 20 to 30 breaths to heat such a large piece of molten black iron to such a degree. But he only took one or two breaths to complete it!"

"He either used some undetectable secret method or cheated!"

At this time, a loud voice with full of energy came out.

"You are ignorant. The demon fire released by the flaming demon scorpion is extremely hot. I am afraid that it can melt the lower-grade magic weapon in an instant. It should be a mutant spirit insect, and the flame it spews is a mutant demon fire!"

The person who spoke was a bald giant. His eyes were fixed on the flaming demon scorpion spewing fire in front of Ye Lin, full of envy and desire.

As soon as these words came out, many doubts stopped abruptly.

At this moment, not only the many weapon refiners on the stage were shocked, but also the many alchemists resting below the stage changed their expressions, and their eyes all focused on Xiaohong No. 3.

Whether in the cultivation world of Xunlong Mountain Range or in the entire Wan Guo Continent, mutant spirit insects are extremely rare, and positive mutations and enhanced spirit insect characteristics are even rarer, and those who have cultivated to the Dan Jie realm are even rarer.

This is almost the dream of any alchemist and weapon refiner.

However, even so, not many cultivators showed naked greed on their faces, the reason is very simple, now this mutant flaming demon scorpion has recognized Ye Lin as its master, as long as Ye Lin does not want to hand it over to change its master, no matter how strong other people are, they cannot make it recognize its master, and Ye Lin can make it self-destruct with just a thought.

"Since the long-famous Master Duan has spoken, this flaming demon scorpion must be a mutant spirit insect."

"Master Ye, I am willing to pay 100 top-grade spirit stones to buy this flaming demon scorpion. I wonder if you can bear the pain and let it go?"

"It's so funny. You want to buy such a rare Jindan stage mutant spirit insect with 100 top-grade spirit stones? You must be dreaming. I'll pay 120. Master Ye, please sell it to me!"

"I'll pay 150... This price is very sincere."

It's unknown who started it. The atmosphere of the entire underground square suddenly became weird. The original supplier competition turned into an auction in the blink of an eye...

Fang Qingya glanced at the many major forces that were competing fiercely under the stage in silence, and then coughed twice.

"Everyone, Master Ye's spirit insect has never said that it is for sale, and even if it is to be sold, it has to wait until this competition is over. Please do not bid any more and disturb Master Ye's refining of magic weapons."

Since Fang Qingya has spoken, the other cultivators have no choice but to give up. In fact, they are just trying it casually, mainly to see if Ye Lin is willing to sell it. If Ye Lin really wants to sell it, then he will make a lot of money. If Ye Lin does not sell it, there is no loss.

Now it seems that 'Ye Lin' not only has no intention of selling this mutant flaming scorpion, but has entered a mysterious state again.

All the discussions around him seem to have nothing to do with him and have not affected him at all.

'Ye Lin' is now concentrating on staring at the lava black iron in the blazing flames, his eyes are deep red under the illumination of the flames.

When this piece of lava black iron turned deep red, Ye Lin waved his hand, and the black iron the size of a millstone flew out of the flames and slowly landed on the dark black iron pier in front of him.

Just when everyone thought he was going to take out one or two big hammers, Ye Lin rolled up his sleeves and stretched them forward. With a "crackling" sound, his hands doubled or tripled in size, and his palms became as big as a palm leaf fan.

Then he clenched his fists fiercely, and the muscles in his arms swelled up again in an instant. Each muscle gave people the feeling of being full of explosive power and violent wildness.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The ground shook violently and continuously, and sparks flew around Ye Lin.

He actually used his fists as hammers, and without any protection, he started to beat the crimson lava iron. Every time he punched, a huge fist mark would be left on the lava iron, and his hands were unscathed.

Seeing this scene, even the knowledgeable Fang Qingya opened her mouth slightly, with a look of horror on her face. The other weapon refiners were like seeing a ghost, opening their mouths wide and unable to say a word for a long time.

As we all know, the temperature of the demon fire released by Ye Lin's mutant flaming scorpion is extremely high, and this piece of lava black iron has been baked in the flame for more than ten breaths, and its temperature is already very close to the demon fire itself. Touching it with fists is equivalent to Ye Lin putting his hands into the demon fire to roast.

In this way, Ye Lin was unscathed...

What is the strength of his physical body? I am afraid that if he stands still without any protective measures and is attacked by a medium-grade magic weapon at will, it will be difficult to break his skin.

Even many Yuanying stage cultivators present thought that they could not do it at all.

The most shocking thing is still to come. After Ye Lin beat the lava black iron into a crimson discus, he held the discus directly with both hands. The discus was like a large ball of dough. It quickly turned into a crimson ball in Ye Lin's hands again, and then, 'Ye Lin' waved his fist and smashed it again.

Now, everyone finally understood why Ye Lin didn't use a big hammer... because his hands were more flexible and convenient than a hammer. Although he kneaded the discus into a ball, his strength and power were even greater than that of a hammer.

The underground square was silent for a long time, and finally someone whispered.

"I have seen many rough ways of refining weapons, but I have never seen such a rough one. This lava black iron is extremely tough, not easy to deform, and not easy to melt... Is this something that a human Jindan cultivator can do? Even a Jindan stage monster can't do it!"

"I am blind, tell me that it is a ball of mud, not a ball of lava black iron..."

...

In the constant hammering, the ball of lava black iron, which was originally the size of a millstone, became smaller and smaller, and Ye Lin occasionally burned other auxiliary materials and threw them together to hammer, and the impurities contained in the black iron became less and less as time went by.

About an hour later, the lava iron was only the size of a watermelon. Ye Lin put it into the flame again and burned it red. Then, like kneading mud, he tore the lava iron into five pieces with his hands, and finally kneaded each piece of lava iron into a three-foot-long sword-shaped weapon.

Now, everyone suddenly realized.

It turned out that Ye Lin was not going to refine a simple weapon suitable for physical cultivation, but to refine a set of flying swords. Moreover, it only took an hour, and the sword embryo was almost refined!