Chapter 3576
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The crafting furnace shone with a dazzling light.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, a seven-star Pangu Sword slowly rose and floated in the air.
Without the crafting furnace covering it, the seven-star Pangu Sword's aura was even stronger.
"A top-grade seven-star Pangu Sword!" Mu Yunxi couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
"The Great Elder actually made a seven-star Pangu Sword. Its aura is even stronger than the one made by the Ancient Shaman Emperor!" The Second Elder exclaimed. He couldn't be more shocked.
"A top-grade seven-star Pangu Sword!" He Wenkong couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes popping out of their sockets.
The disciples of the Ancient Pill Pavilion and the Firmament Palace were dumbfounded.
The loser had actually made such a powerful seven-star Pangu Sword.
But how was this possible?
It was impossible to forge a Seven-star Pangu Weapon without a black-titled Ancient God Realm alchemist.
Mo Ran was only a Gold Titled Ancient God Alchemist.
Not to mention a seven-star Pangu Sword, it was already very good for her to make a powerful six-star Pangu Sword.
But now, Mo Ran had made a powerful seven-star Pangu Sword.
What was going on?
Mo Ran didn't do anything.
Feng Wuchen only said a few words in private.
Could it be that a few words made Mo Ran so powerful?
No one could understand.
"He Wenkong, did you see it clearly? Seven-star Pangu Sword, you lost. "Mo Ran sneered, deliberately showing a smug look.
It felt so good to hold one's head high!
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! You can't make a seven-star Pangu Sword! "He Wenkong shook his head in a daze, unwilling to believe it.
Mo Ran had lost to him twice. It was impossible for her to suddenly win.
It was even more impossible for her to make a seven-star Pangu Sword.
He Wenkong suddenly thought of something. He fiercely glared at Feng Wuchen and shouted, "It must be you! It must be you! A Gold Titled Ancient God Alchemist can't make a seven-star Pangu Sword! "
Feng Wuchen shrugged and said with a faint smile, "What does this have to do with me? I didn't do anything. Everyone was watching. "
That's right. Feng Wuchen just stood there and watched. He didn't say or do anything.
What could Feng Wuchen do?
"This can only mean that our Great Elder is a genius alchemist."
"Young Master He, we're all watching. Don't deny it. A loss is a loss."
"That's right! The Great Elder has forged a seven-star Pangu Artifact, but you have only forged a six-star one. You have lost! "
The Ancient Alchemy Pavilion disciples stepped forward one after another.
The disciples of the Firmament Palace did not dare to say a word.
After all, this was the Ancient Pill Pavilion, a power under the Ancient Pill Divine Palace, not to mention that the winner was Mo Ran.
How could they dare to be impudent?
He Wenkong gnashed his teeth like a wild beast and wished for nothing more than to swallow Feng Wuchen alive.
He Wenkong knew Mo Ran's strength very well. It was impossible for her to forge a Seven-star Pangu Artifact all of a sudden.
It must be Feng Wuchen's doing.
Unfortunately, he had no proof.
"This Young Master knows it must be your doing! It's impossible for Mo Ran to have a power above soul power. Didn't you all sense it just now? "He Wenkong gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"Whatever you say. I won't explain anything." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.
"What? As the Young Master of the Firmament Palace, you can't afford to lose? Or do you think that losing to a woman like me is very embarrassing? "Mo Ran said coldly.
"You!" He Wenkong exploded, but he could not take out any evidence.
In the Ancient Pill Pavilion, He Wenkong did not have the guts to slander.
The existence of the Ancient Pill Divine Palace was not something the Firmament Palace could afford to offend.
"Let's go!" He Wenkong gnashed his teeth and said angrily. Before leaving, he glared fiercely at Feng Wuchen.
As if to say: You wait for me.
Feng Wuchen did not care at all. He did not take it seriously at all.
"Thank you for your help, Sir!"
After He Wenkong left, Mo Ran immediately knelt down and thanked him respectfully.
"Get up. Go back and think about the refining just now. To refine a Seven-star Pangu Weapon, you don't have to be a white or black Titled Ancient God alchemist." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.
"Yes! I understand! I won't let you down! "Mo Ran replied respectfully. She was very excited.
This was personally taught by the Great Emperor of the Ancient Sorcerer!
Seeing this scene, the Ancient Pill Pavilion's alchemist disciples finally understood.
It turned out that the Great Emperor of the Ancient Sorcerer's senior had secretly helped.
No wonder he was the Great Emperor of the Ancient Sorcerer's senior. Without doing anything, he could easily help Mo Ran defeat He Wenkong.
What was more frightening was that he could easily refine a Seven-star Pangu Weapon.
"Sir, your Alchemist Realm is really too powerful!" Mu Yunxi said from the bottom of his heart.
"Pavilion Master Mu, prepare a large number of Natural Treasures and some herbs for me. I have listed many herbs." Feng Wuchen looked at Mu Yunxi and said.
"Yes, Sir!" Sir! "Mu Yunxi said respectfully and went to prepare personally.
Very soon, Mu Yunxi prepared a large number of Natural Treasures for Feng Wuchen. The herbs that Feng Wuchen needed were also very large in number.
This was just the tip of the iceberg to the Ancient Pill Pavilion.
With millions of years of accumulation, the Ancient Pill Pavilion did not know how many Natural Treasures and herbs they had.
"Pavilion Master Mu, if possible, send someone to send some Natural Treasures every once in a while. As for the herbs, I will tell the Great Emperor of the Ancient Sorcerer." Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.
Mu Yunxi was immediately shocked.
The number of Natural Treasures in the storage ring was no less than several billion!
Feng Wuchen actually said that he would send them over after a while.
However, Mu Yunxi did not think too much and hurriedly said respectfully, "Yes! Sir! "
"Alright, I'll leave first." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.
Mu Yunxi and Mo Ran originally wanted to send him off, but they were rejected by Feng Wuchen.
However, Feng Wuchen had just left the Ancient Pill Pavilion when he was targeted by someone.
"Feng Wuchen, looks like some people don't plan on giving up." The Great Desolate Great Emperor's faint laughter transmitted over.
Feng Wuchen said jokingly, "Anyway, I can't beat them. It's fine if the Great Desolate Great Emperor takes action."
"Why do you need this Great Emperor to take action? You can easily settle it yourself. "The Great Desolate Great Emperor transmitted with a smile.
As long as it was an alchemist, even if it was a Great Emperor powerhouse, in front of Feng Wuchen, they were insects!
"I'm giving a lecture at the Ancient Alchemy Sacred Hall. Looks like there are many alchemists who have not gone." Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.
The alchemists who participated in the lecture definitely did not dare to provoke Feng Wuchen.
Just as Feng Wuchen's voice faded, a voice filled with cold killing intent transmitted over.
"Where are you in such a hurry to go?" He Wenkong said fiercely.
Before his voice faded, He Wenkong had already appeared in front of Feng Wuchen without making a sound.
The terrifying aura of a White Titled Ancient God surged out violently.
Six people appeared around Feng Wuchen.
The disciples of the Firmament Palace.
"So, it's you." Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile. He was not in a hurry.
"You're very calm." He Wenkong sneered and clenched his fists tightly.
"Why are you looking for me?" Feng Wuchen asked indifferently.
"I'm very curious. How did you help Mo Ran win against me? I'm very clear about Mo Ran's alchemist abilities. She definitely can't win against me," He Wenkong said gloomily.
(End of Chapter)
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