Villain: My Brother Is The Chosen One

Bang!

The nine talisman inscriptions were successfully carved, and they all floated around Qin Feng.

It's just that their existence time is very short. If they cannot be penetrated into the magic weapon in time, they will completely dissipate in just a few seconds.

Nine seals in one second, I am indeed a genius!

Qin Feng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, outlining the Dragon King's smile.

According to the records in the Weapon Refining Encyclopedia, someone who carves three inscription seals in one second can become a low-grade weapon refiner; someone who can carve five inscription seals in one second can become a mid-level weapon refiner; and someone who can carve ten inscription seals in one second can become a high-grade weapon refiner.

A high-level weapon refiner requires fifty seals per second; a special-level weapon refiner requires a hundred seals per second; a saint-level weapon refiner requires five hundred seals per second; above, there is no need to carve by hand, and thousands of inscriptions can be seen by raising your hand. The god-level weapon refiner of Yin.

Now he can make nine seals per second for the first time, which is only one step away from being a top-level weapon refiner. He can definitely be regarded as a super genius in the world of weapon refining.

Buzz! Buzz!

Qin Feng waved his hand and took out the Zixiao Yin-Yang Cauldron. The Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram appeared out of thin air, followed by a purple cauldron with a strong texture and many mysterious runes engraved on it.

Um!?

Xiaobai immediately stood up and stared at Qin Feng's hand.

Because the people Qin Feng pitted in the Kunlun Secret Realm were all geniuses carefully cultivated by major forces, so in addition to fairy crystals, their storage bags also contained many finished elixirs, finished magic weapons, and finished charms. As well as the cultivation techniques of various major forces.

The most important thing is that there are many natural and earthly treasures.

What disappoints Xiaobai is that Qin Feng did not take out the treasures of heaven and earth to feed it, but took out the rare metals that Tianjiao found in the Kunlun Secret Realm, and threw them all into the Zixiao Yin and Yang Furnace with a wave of his hand. .

this moment--

Qin Feng entered a state of selflessness, which was different from the selfless state of cultivation.

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The purpose of cultivating is to survive, just like working to earn money to support the family. No one will really like it, they are all forced by real life.

At this time, he was completely immersed in the joy of refining weapons, just like when he was playing a web game when he was seventeen years old in his previous life, and a small window suddenly popped up.

When he clicked in out of curiosity, he was out of control.

No matter how powerful the purification is, he can always be like a Sherlock Holmes, relying on various clues to successfully locate the place where positive energy gathers in thousands of browsers.

That kind of total devotion made him lose track of time.

Nanming Lihuo, go!

Qin Feng quickly made a finger and flicked a wisp of Nanming Lihuo into the Zixiao Yin and Yang furnace.

I hate weapon refining!

Xiaobai yawned greatly, took out the bamboo slips of the sage and slept next to him.

The small red bean sprouts on his forehead also began to twinkle with starlight, gradually returning to their original green color as if they had been digested.

at this time--

Fang Chang is like a great hero who saves the world, and is worshiped by demons, men, women and children.

Even if he has chosen to become a demon at this time and kills people without blinking an eye, facing so many admirers, he can't help but feel a little wandering for a while.

Greetings to the Young Demon Lord!

Chen Changfeng also stepped forward with tears in his eyes, with an expression as if he had finally waited for you.

Please get up quickly!

Fang Chang was a little overwhelmed by the other party's enthusiasm.

He is not afraid of his enemies trying to play hot-blooded games with him, nor is he afraid of Lao Liu sneaking up on him from behind and playing dirty tricks.

He is afraid that his teammates will be too enthusiastic with him.

It's like going to a clothing store to buy clothes. A group of ladies come over to serve you enthusiastically. In the end, if you don't buy it, you feel guilty.

soon--

The two sides entered the topic.

Fang Chang was annoyed that he had lost the letter and the demon pestle, but he patted his chest and promised to save the demons.

lost!?

All the demons in the audience immediately looked at each other and had to believe Qin Feng's lies.

They remembered that Qin Feng was at the first level of Tianzong when he first arrived, while Fang Chang was at the second level of Tianzong. Qin Feng wondered if it was possible to take the letter and the God-Demon Pestle from Fang Chang, who was at the second level of Tianzong, without knowing it! ?

This is obviously an insult to their intelligence!

Hmph, I'm afraid my demon clan will be exterminated by waiting for you to save me!

Hongxing stood aside coldly and arrogantly without saying a word, inexplicably feeling that Qin Feng was much more reliable than this person.

Just throw it away!

Chen Changfeng looked disappointed and revealed intentionally or unintentionally: Fortunately, after tens of thousands of years of research, we no longer need the Demonic Pestle to open the blood pool.

The blood pool can be opened!!

Fang Chang's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he said with a sincere face: To tell you the truth, chief, this time I entered the Ten Thousand Demons Tower. In addition to promising the high priest to save everyone, I also wanted to use the blood pool to cultivate the body of Ten Thousand Demons.

Scum!

The chicken feet are finally exposed!

The demons in the audience remained unchanged on the surface, but felt extremely sick in their hearts.

Ha ha!!

Chen Changfeng suppressed the nausea in his heart and laughed: Young Master is the descendant of the Lord of Demons, so there is no problem in borrowing the blood pool of my Demon Clan.

Fang Chang was overjoyed and quickly thanked him:

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I thanked the leader on behalf of Master!

Damn it!

How can there be such disgusting people in the world?

The Lord of All Demons treated him like his own son, but he had no regrets after killing his master, and even called the Lord of All Demons his master without a blush or a heartbeat.

All the demons in the audience almost forgot the script and rushed forward to give Fang Chang a big slap in the face.

at this time--

Qin Feng's fingertips quickly drew inscription seals in the void, and then drove all the drawn inscription seals into the Zixiao Yin and Yang Furnace.

As the inscription seals were successfully stamped one after another, the magic weapon refined by Qin Feng gradually took shape.

open!!

Qin Feng pinched out a finger trick and pointed it on the Zixiao Yin and Yang furnace.

Bang! !

The lid of the Zixiao Yin-Yang Furnace was opened, and twelve shadows flew out.

I saw that Qin Feng did not refine any magical weapons such as flying swords and broadswords. Instead, he refined 12 beautiful puppets and made skins for them. From the appearance, they were no different from real people.

So realistic!

Xiaobai rubbed his eyes after being woken up, and his eyes were attracted by the 12 puppets.

I saw that they had lifelike expressions, smooth and delicate skin, and piercing eyes. If I didn't tell them, no one would believe that they were 12 puppets.

Not bad, not bad, the needle won't poke!

Qin Feng looked at his practice work and nodded with great satisfaction.

After repeated practice, he is now able to perform fifty seals per second, reaching the level of a senior weapon refiner. These 12 puppets are considered high-level magic weapons, and the combat power of each one is comparable to the fifth level of the Tianzong realm.

As for the skin style of the puppet, the classic skin of Xiaozhijia was chosen.

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