Chapter 208

Seeing that Yan Qingyang only wants the skin of the little black snake, Ling jiuxiao naturally agrees, and Luo Xing doesn't stop him. The rank of the little black snake is much worse than that of his big black snake. Even if Yan Qingyang can refine magic weapon, it's much worse than his own. Maybe he can't succeed.

Luo Xing has been envious ever since she saw Yan Qingyang refining his wares in Qiuyang snow area. In her opinion, she must be much better than Yan Qingyang in any aspect, and she does not allow Yan Qingyang to be better than herself in any aspect.

Since Qiu Yang went back to Xueyu, Luo Xing has been studying the refining of utensils. Once, by chance, she got master Hong's inheritance. Now, she is even more proud that she is the destiny of heaven. Yan Qingyang is just a small supporting role. She has been secretly refining utensils until recently, in Longqi City, she won him by competing with Murong Yan, Only then slowly revealed own refining ability.

As for this time, she was very proud to step on Yan Qingyang's chance to refine the magic weapon of flight.

Since Yan Qingyang wants to refine the weapon, let her refine it, which can just set off her strength!

Luo Xing and Yan Qingyang took the black snake skin and went to one side.

At this time, the wind was a little stronger and rolled up leaves.

They felt even colder. Fortunately, most of them were foundation building monks, and they were able to bear it.

Ling jiuxiao tightened his collar and asked Luo Xing anxiously: "sister Luo, how long does it take you to refine the boat? We don't spend a lot of time here. Besides, it's dangerous

"I will as soon as possible!" Luo Xing said.

Yan Qingyang frowned and looked anxiously at the fallen leaves on the ground. She was very anxious and regretted that she didn't propose to Ling jiuxiao earlier. You know, refining a flying boat is not a small project. However, the time they can use is only a few hours. They have no choice but to refine it coarsely.

"Brother Murong, please help me!" Yan Qingyang waved to Murong Yan, Murong Yan's refining level is not bad, two people can certainly be faster.

Yan Qingyang and Luo Xing are far away. One is close to the dense forest, and the other is by the stream.

Next to them, Ying Li and Yun Lele warn them not to let others come. As for Luo Xing, they refine their own utensils. Jing Hanzhang, Shanglu and Qianye warn her. Bai Li Yuanliang, Mu Tianhe and Ling jiuxiao are in the middle. Looking at the crowd, Su Jia wants to go to Yan Qingyang, but is stopped by Ying Li and Yun Lele and has to go back.

Bang! Luo Xing jumped out of the fire and began to temper the snake skin.

Yan Qingyang and Murong Yan discussed a few words. Yan Qingyang waved Ying Li and whispered a few words to her. Ying Li nodded and left.

Fortunately, there were some materials in Yan Qingyang's storage bag. She took them out, soaked the snake skin with Murong Yan, and washed them with spirit power. This kind of scouring method, Yan Qingyang has quietly told Murong Yan the secret.

After a long time, Yan Qingyang changed another material and continued to wash with another method.

After that, Yan Qingyang was lucky and nimble. With a bang, a golden flame appeared in his palm. The golden flame was in the center, and the flame was green. Murong Yan immediately stood up and stood in front of Yan Qingyang, so that other people could not see the abnormality.

Yan Qingyang's flame is different from ordinary people. Murong Yan didn't know about it before. Although he was frightened after seeing it, his first idea was to shield Yan Qingyang from other people.

So, after more than half an hour, the snake skin had been refined.

Yan Qingyang sat down, touched his sweat and meditated.

At this time, Luo Xing also completed the first step, to this side of the provocative look, the corner of his mouth disdained.

"Star, I see, Yan Qingyang seems not as fast as you, and her steps are more complicated!" Shanglu came over and said.

"Hum!" Luo Xing sneered, "I've got master Hong's inheritance. I know the easier steps. Ignore them. Let's go on!"

The refining methods of Luo Xing and Yan Qingyang are naturally different, and they are very different.

After a while, Ying Li came back, took back a large piece of wood, and gave a big jar to Yan Qingyang.

Yan Qingyang opened the jar, smelled it, nodded his head, thanks Ying Li, and then took out the material from the storage bag to deal with the jar.

"This is a variant larch," Yan Qingyang explained to Murong Yan in a low voice. "I use it to make an extract and continue smelting snake skin."

Murong Yan nodded and watched intently. Half an hour later, Yan Qingyang made the extract.

At this time, they continued to smelt the snake skin, and it took more than an hour for the snake skin to be processed.

"Not bad!" At this time, Ling jiuxiao gave a sigh of admiration. It turned out that most of the time he was staring at Luo Xing. At this time, Luo Xing was already drawing the array. He saw that Luo Xing's fingers were drawing the streamers, which were the symbols of the array.

"Younger martial brother mu, younger martial sister Luo's array attainments are also very high! It is worthy of master Hong's true biography Ling jiuxiao turns his head and says to Mu Tianhe.

However, Mu Tianhe smiles and doesn't say anything. He just looks at Yan Qingyang. After a while, he suddenly says, "elder martial brother Ling, how about we make a bet?"

Yan Qingyang had a rest for a while, and then went on to the next step. The next step should be to set the shape. It doesn't matter. Time is pressing. Yan Qingyang has no time to make a good shape. She took out the wood and made an ugly flying boat with snake skin. After setting the shape, it's time to draw the array. That's the key. To this time, Murong Yan can not help, Yan Qingyang light drink: "up!" The boat slowly left the ground, and then, with her fingers gently, white streamers overflowed, and then a stroke was a complex arc. Then, her fingers were flying, and her hands were beating with each other. The speed was extremely fast. The streamline left a trail of shadows. Others were dazzled and could not see what she was drawing. In this stroke, Yan Qingyang kept changing his tactics for more than one hour, drawing a total of seven or eight arrays, including flying array, defensive array, warm array, aggravating array and so on. At the end, the boat landed slowly, and Yan Qingyang sat on the ground with a puff, stuffed a few pills, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. At this time, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Even so, everyone can see that Yan Qingyang's sweat is dripping down and falling on the fallen leaves on the ground. Yan Qingyang was pale and obviously weak. On the other side, Luo Xing drank lightly and wiped his sweat. He turned to Ling jiuxiao and said, "it's done!"