Swallowed Star: There Is No Reincarnation

  Chapter 133 Success

  Inside the God of Craftsman Mountain, endless black flames filled the entire inner mountain, and even the surrounding space was distorted. Under the terrifying high temperature, a trace of pitch-black space cracks appeared.

  Wu Qian's expression was slightly pale, his eyes were fixed on a hollow sphere with a faint golden light in the infinite flame, his expression was extremely serious.

   "The most critical moment has been reached. As long as you pass this level, the Yan Emperor Realm is considered a successful refining."

  Wu Qian's expression was extremely solemn, his divine power suddenly skyrocketed, and he crazily poured into the three-meter-long pitch black gourd in the center.

  At this time, the dark flames in the space suddenly became violent, wave after wave like the waves of the sea, and the temperature became more and more exaggerated.

  If it weren’t for the various restrictions imposed by the Master of Craftsman God, I’m afraid the surrounding space would have been broken.

  Wu Qian carefully controlled the infinite black flame, focusing on it, for fear that a little negligence would cause the refining to fail.

  Usually refining some top treasures, it takes millions of years to find the materials. Although Wu Qian is backed by the human race, it took a lot of energy to collect all the materials.

  Hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation, success or failure depends on this!

   Buzzing~

   Suddenly, a strong wave burst out from the hollow sphere in the dark flame.

boom! boom! boom!

  This infinite wave hit the rock wall time and time again, rushing wildly in the small mountain space, and it caused the entire mountain of craftsman to tremble.

   Suddenly, a series of black chains with thick arms appeared in the void, exuding infinite imprisonment power, resisting the violent fluctuations.

  At this time, in the Mountain of Craftsman God, the Lord of Craftsman's face changed, and he said in his heart:

   "What is this dry witch doing at the core of my mountain of craftsman, is it possible to explode?"

   Thinking of this, the Lord of Craftsman's face paled.

  If the top treasure is refining and exploding, it is not for fun, maybe he, the craftsman star, will suffer.

   However, soon, the tremor only appeared for a short while and then disappeared, and the entire mountain of Smith was restored to peace.

  Seeing this, the face of the Master of Craftsman eased: "Yes, with the skill of the refining of the dry witch, even if the refining fails, it is impossible to refining!"

   Generally speaking, if it is refining and exploding, it is an extremely serious refining accident, and even the refining person itself may fall.

  Truely experienced refiners, even if they fail to refine them, they will never refining them.

  "Teacher! Teacher!"

  At this time, several disciples of the Lord of Craftsman God ran over in a panic, their expressions were full of horror.

  "Teacher, the mountain of the craftsman just now is..."

  Before they finished speaking, these disciples were interrupted by the majestic voice of the Master of Craftsman.

   "Noisy, so decent!"

  The Lord of Craftsman's face changed, and he flicked his sleeves, and said lightly: "Just now it was just the core secret pattern of the Master of God Mountain, which led to the situation just now."

  After hearing this, these disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

   "You guys pass this news on, lest you panic."

  The Lord of Craftsman God ordered.

"Yes."

  Several disciples took their orders, saluted respectfully, and then hurried out.

  "Witch, this guy, when he comes out, he must pit a few bottles of good wine from him!"

  The Lord of the God of Craftsman watched the disciples leave, feeling a little depressed: "When the two of their masters and apprentices came, my God of Craftsman Mountain has never been peaceful!"

  Speaking, the gaze of the Master of Craftsman seems to be able to penetrate through layers of void, looking at the icy space outside the Mountain of Craftsman.

  There are dozens of powerful people gathering there, ready to ambush Qianyang at all times.

  It's just that those people didn't make trouble on his craftsman star, and the master of craftsman **** would not drive them away.

  . . . . . .

   "Call—"

"so close!"

  At the core of the Mountain of Craftsman, Wu Qian looked a little bit ashamed and looked very embarrassed.

   "If it really exploded just now, I am afraid that the God of Craftsman Mountain, the Lord of Craftsman God, will not be able to keep it. It is estimated that it will become a handicapped product."

  Wu Qian's expression showed a hint of luck, but then his eyes turned to the middle of the pitch black flame, and he turned into a surprise color.

   "That's it!"

  Wu Qiang was extremely excited.

  I saw a delicate hollow sphere slowly spinning in the dark flame space, emitting a fiery red shimmer.

  At three meters around the sphere, the pitch-black flames did not dare to come closer, and they retreated one after another, forming a vacuum zone.

  "This is the emperor in the flame!"

  Wu Qian's heart was overjoyed, and when his thoughts moved, Yan Emperor Realm quickly flew to his side and landed on his palm, but it was a hollow sphere the size of a fist.

  "Try your power!"

  Wu yelled with concentration, and then, centered on the Yanhuang realm, a strong field radiated out, covering the entire core area in an instant.

  I saw this core place, where the mighty and mighty dark flames instantly became wilted, and even the three-meter-long dark gourd was trembling uncontrollably, seeming to be struggling.

   "The power of the Emperor Yan Realm is really powerful."

  Wu Qian nodded, and quickly retracted the Yan Emperor Realm.

  If he continues to toss like this, the core secret pattern of God of Craftsman Mountain will be destroyed. When the time comes, the Lord of God of Craftsman will not blow his beard and stare at him?

   "It has been refined for more than 8,000 years, and it is finally successful!"

  Wu Qian smiled slightly, his thoughts moved, and the next moment, his original gray-headed and earth-faced appearance suddenly changed, his whole body was renewed, and he swaggered out of the core of the mountain of craftsmanship.

  . . . . . .

   "Oh, come out?"

  The Lord of Craftsman God was sitting in the main hall, his expression changed slightly, he obviously sensed that Wu Qian had left the core place.

  Swipe it, the Master of Craftsman teleported, and the next moment he appeared in front of Wu Qian.

  "Witch, looking at you so happy, I'm afraid the refining should have been successful this time, right?"

  The Lord of Craftsman God said with a smile.

   "Haha, everything goes well."

  Wu Qian laughed and looked at the Master of the Craftsman God and said: "This time, thanks to you God of Craftsman Mountain, old fellow, you will find me if you have anything in the future, I will definitely agree!"

  The Lord of Craftsman nodded, as if thinking of something, he quickly said: "Witch, do you know that your disciple ran to me, and he caused a lot of trouble!"

"Oh?"

  Wu Qian's expression changed slightly, revealing a curious expression: "What the **** did my disciple do, even your craftsman **** said it was a big disaster."

   "Let's take a look."

  The Lord of Craftsman God smiled bitterly and shook his head. With a wave of his big sleeves, a picture appeared. It was the dozens of top overlords hiding in the void.

  As the master of this starry sky, the master of the artisan **** can naturally find the traces of these people easily.

  Wu Qian nodded slowly when he saw this, and separated a thought. In just a moment, he understood the cause and effect of the matter through the virtual universe, and said flatly: "It turns out to be like this..."

  "Since he caused the disaster, he is naturally responsible for it."

  "You are a teacher, don't worry about it? These are more than a dozen top universe overlords!"

  The Lord of the Craftsman God was secretly surprised, showing a shocked look.

  Wu Qian shook his head and said faintly, “As a disciple of my witchcraft, if I can’t solve this little trouble, it’s a failure.”

  The Lord of the Craftsman God is speechless for a while, did you originally want to be your disciple so demanding?

  (End of this chapter)