"One hundred and one ten!" After a brief pause, the white-clothed priest spoke excitedly, "The level of the spiritual weapon can be increased by three levels in the formula of the third-level spiritual weapon, which is completely worth adding another ten more!"

Yun Qingyan's slightly condensed brows stretched.

Among the animals, weapons and medicines, only weapons are her weakest links.

To be honest, there were nine divine seals that Huang Yan taught her, but according to her current strength, she could only barely shoot out three. Otherwise, she should be able to directly upgrade the level of the spiritual weapon to the level of the holy weapon.

Unlike Yun Qingyan's feeling a little guilty, the passers-by were shocked and numb.

She originally signed up alone, but now she is better. Not only does she refine the weapon perfectly, she also forcibly increased the weapon that was originally a third-level spiritual weapon to a sixth-level spiritual weapon. The white-clothed priest even gave her extra points for her.

Now, who else can have this monster in refining weapons?

The sea blue flowers in the weapon refining venue are undoubtedly the things in Yun Qingyan’s bag.

After getting rid of the weapon refining venue, Yun Qingyan walked directly to the Xingyuanzhe venue.

As soon as she moved, the people in the entire venue moved, as if dragging a long tail.

Focus gathers.

"It's okay to forget about the first two items, she can't be the first one, right?"

"Yes. After all, she is the second-level lower god. Most of the people who have the lead in this competition are the ninth-level lower gods."

The passers-by onlookers breathed a sigh of relief. If this young girl really got a Grand Slam, it would be a bit embarrassing to these people.

It turned out that a basin of loose sand was fighting each other, and because of the appearance of Yun Qingyan, people gradually began to become a skewer.

Yun Qingyan is one team, and they are another team.

If so many of them lost to a little girl, then everyone's self-confidence would definitely be a big blow.

"Little girl, gather the star energy and punch the rock. According to the depth of your fist marks, we will display the score here." The white-clothed priest in charge said, "If the scores are the same, the two sides will have another battle on the arena, and the winner will be the winner.

If the position of the champion can be maintained until after midnight, the sea blue flower will be yours."

After speaking, he pointed to Lai Changbo, who was full of depression on the side, "This is the current champion, and the traces left on the rock reached ten inches, with a score of ninety.

Very good strength.”

Perhaps because of Yun Qingyan's previous feat, the white-clothed priest was very patient with her.

Lai Changbo, who was beside him, saw Yun Qingyan's gaze swept over, and his arrogance exploded in his heart, "Haha. Being able to tame a monster and refine a weapon does not mean that he is outstanding in strength.

I admit that you are really talented at the age of the second level of the god realm, but the difference between the first level above the god level is very difficult to make up, let alone the ninth level and the second level?"

The implication is to warn Yun Qingyan, Grand Slam, don’t be fooled!

Yun Qingyan withdrew his gaze coldly and looked at the white-clothed priest with a calm look, "If the bullet stone is broken, how much is it?"

The white-clothed priest twitched, but she didn't expect her to ask this question.

What a hard little doll.

Lai Changbo's face was already dark.

He only left ten inches of traces, but Yun Qingyan threatened to break them.

Isn't this intentionally slapping him in the face?

Before his expression changed back, the following followers couldn't help but speak.

"Ha? Break the rocks? Brag and don't make drafts!"

"This bullet stone can withstand the attack power of the upper god level!"
Chapter completed!