The black wind and the spirit of the spirit shrouded the two pieces of Yanyang ore. The color is almost the same. Although the volume is ten times larger than the previous Yanyang ore, the proportion of impurities is much less.

"I will use this one." Black wind days with a finger.

The master nodded and looked at Jin Master, and the two began to smelt.

The semi-human high-grade Yan ore was left on the console with a master's hand.

Ok? Late Huang Ling?

The night feathers were a little surprised in the eyes, but they had not been discovered before. Now that the masters have shot, the night feathers immediately sense the strength of the old man.

On the other hand, the black wind is vertical, and the ninth-order peak is not weak, but it is for the same age, and compared with the two old men, the difference is instantaneous. From the perspective of flame intensity and repair, the master is more occupied. Advantage.

Boom!

A group of fires ignited, and the hot metal smell came.

The night feathers looked up at the smelting furnace, and the eyes flashed again with a horror, metal beastfire!

And look at the intensity is stronger than the vertical.

Looking at the sky, the latter's face is also full of dignity, this master is a master, repaired, the flame is stronger than the sky.

On a breezy day, he calmly looked at every movement of the master. The forging hammer he used was not one hundred pounds, but one hundred and twenty pounds!

Heavy forging hammers will scream with the wind every time they pick up.

‘Ten years... I can’t afford to lose this test...’

Breathing slows down on the breeze day, and the double fists are gradually tightened. In any case, they will win this discussion.

For two hours, Feng’s forehead has seen sweat and smelting has reached the final stage.

With the roar of the last flame, the smelting furnace was calm.

嘶——

A burst of white water vapor rises, and the finished yang stone that has just been smelted is rapidly cooled in the water.

"Little brother, it’s yours."

The master of the seal held the yinyang stone that had just been refurbished with one hand, and there was still the temperature of the silk. The fingertips were agile, and a simple square table appeared. The master of the seal placed the yang stone on it.

The night feathers lie on the side of the Yanyang stone, the mental strength is slightly increased, and the night feathers sink into the heart, and the darkness says: Good pure Yanyang stone!

This stone is taller than the boxes that you bought.

It seems that this master has worked hard to leave the sky.

After seeing the finished Yanyang Stone, Master Jin gave a sigh of relief, and also looked at the black wind, and said: "Little brother, it’s up to you."

The black wind regained his gaze from the finished yang stone and silently went to the smelting furnace.

After more than two hours of observation, Tian Li has already had a preliminary understanding of the stove.

"Blowing the wind, prepare ten pounds of cold water." The black wind days issued an orderly order, and the black yarn on the side was skillfully manipulated.

As the flame rises, the atmosphere in the stone room becomes tense.

The master's smelting method is perfect, almost no mistakes, otherwise the quality of this yang stone will not be so high.

After seeing the finished yang stone in the black wind day, I know that unless I refine the best yang stone, I can't win!

"Increase the wind."

The black wind days control the metal flame, and the mouth wants the black yarn to issue the order.

The dark palm flashed a touch of aura, and two white stones appeared in the palm of the hand.

Hey!

The palm of the hand was gripped with force, and the two white stones were directly pressed into powder.

In the eyes of everyone, the palm of the hand was thrown, and the white powder was directly sprinkled into the furnace.