There seems to be something wrong with the fairy world

The serious face of the man on the other side of the video almost didn't tense, and Desting also innocently blinked several times at Qinglan.

"Ansair is not cruel, but arrogant, conceited and proud." Qinglan explained blankly: "I look down on my fellow clansmen, and I don't protect them, but use my clansmen as bait, ignoring their right to life. Even Even a small failure in the game is enough to make him angry."

Desting looked up at the sky: "Yes, Qingqing is right."

Qinglan sighed slightly: "If you bring Nan Bowan with you when you come to the haunted house to look for me, you won't end up with both of us injured and waiting to die."

Desting nodded sincerely: "Yes, Qingqing is right."

Seeing Desting's confession, Qing Lan didn't want to blame Ansair anymore, and stood beside Desting silently, interlocking his fingers.

The man in the video looked at the two of them inexplicably, and just wanted to end the report quickly.

"This time, there are two camps, the East and the West. The biomechanical race and the elves are mostly in the west, and the human race and the beast race are mostly in the east." The man sped up his speech: "It may be the time and timing of the competition between Mr. Qinglan and Ansair. The location is very close, which affects Mr. Qinglan's birthplace in the competition, so he went to the west."

"The three hunters in the west are arrogance, gluttony, and anger, and the four hunters in the east are jealousy, laziness, greed, and greed. Due to the characteristics of laziness, this hunter did not go out to hunt, and stayed at home almost all the time. Read the script." The man sighed slightly: "That's why the difficulty for the Eastern contestants has been reduced."

Qing Lan felt a sudden realization, no wonder after calculating for a long time, there were only six hunters.

"I see." Desting also quickly understood.

"The survival competition is over, do you still want to participate in the competitive competition?" the eight-armed bio-robot asked politely.

"Yeah." Desting looked at Qinglan affectionately: "It just so happens that Qingqing has something to do, so I'm going to participate in the competition, so that I won't be thinking about Qingqing all the time, making me restless."

The man on the other side of the video couldn't help shaking the mechanical arm, and the man on the other side was so numb that the mechanical arm was sore.

Qinglan also looked at Desting, and the two looked at each other, completely ignoring the man on the other side.

"Then, I'm sorry, I'll cut off the video first." The man ended the call consciously, even so, his heart was still terribly congested.

With a smile on the corner of Desting's mouth, he reluctantly took Qinglan's hand and rubbed it on his face.

"Qingqing, I'm going to participate in the competitive competition, you go to refine the weapon, and come to me as soon as you finish refining." Desting said as he wished to put his whole body on Qinglan's body.

"Yeah." Qing Lan couldn't help touching Desting's hair: "Wait for me."

Watching Qinglan leave helplessly, Desting felt uncomfortable as if a piece was missing.

"If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening." Desting silently recited this poem written by the ancestors of mankind, and continued to lie down in the nutrition cabin, with his hands folded in front of his lower abdomen, he could still feel Qinglan giving The existence of his own ring.

Qinglan talked to the puppet who was still arguing, although the puppet was furious, but still wanted to protect Qinglan.

After notifying Mr. Qiao and Xiaoyu on the optical brain, Qinglan turned off the optical brain, first meditated to recover her spiritual power, and then began to get the materials for the refining tool from the space ring.

The gatekeeper of Xuanjie Xuanmen is the Zhenshan Bell, which suppresses the heavens and earth, and the mountains and rivers. Every time the Zhenshan Bell rings, it means that something important has happened.

Zhenshan Zhong was made by a genius master of Taoism in 81. It is a first-class artifact. It is said that on the day when Zhenshan Zhong was formed, God sent a catastrophe, and the Taoist elders joined forces to bring the catastrophe to an end. resolve.

After the Heavenly Tribulation was resolved, the Zhenshan Zhong Dacheng, a bell rang, and the sound of dragons singing and phoenixes chirping, shocked the entire mysterious world.

now……

Qinglan looked at the only materials in the ring, she couldn't make a clock, but she could make more bells.

Qinglan thought for a moment, and then started to work. Since the clock can't be made, it is still possible to make a tripod. Although it is smaller, it still has the functions it should have.

Qinglan took out a top-quality beast fire kindling seed, transported it into the spiritual power to stimulate it, the beast fire ignited soaringly, hanging in mid-air, illuminating the entire room indistinctly.

Qinglan took a deep breath, took out all the ingredients, and started throwing them into the beast fire.

It took Qinglan six days to refine the thousand-year-old black iron for the first step. The black iron belongs to gold, gold, and yellow are the longest.With the spirit of beast fire, it makes its yang energy extremely strong, and it is a thing that suppresses ghosts and monsters.

The thousand-year-old black iron turned into iron juice, Qinglan threw three Liuhuangzi into the beast fire, also known as Luwangzi, although throwing this object has no practical use, it is a magic weapon for many craftsmen to refine their gates The things that must be used at any time, whichever is auspicious, are also the wishes of the craftsmen.

Qinglan threw a section of stone wood branch into the millennium black iron juice, and the black iron surrounded the stone wood branch, decomposed the wood branch little by little, and merged into the iron juice.

Shihe wood is so heavy that a short piece of wood can weigh as much as a thousand catties of stones.

The Shihe wood branch was fused little by little by the iron juice, and finally it was completely integrated with it. Qinglan took out a few top-grade spirit stones to restore her spirit power, with fine sweat on her forehead.

Qinglan melted all the materials into the iron juice, and with the blessing of the best animal fire, the degree of fusion was extremely high.The materials in Qinglan's ring are not low-grade, some were given by the elders, and some were sent by the younger brothers and sisters below. Although they are few, they are all high-quality goods.

It wasn't until the iron juice turned bronze that Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief. The glowing semi-solidified thing in front of her was already half the battle.

Qing Lan began to laboriously shape the four-legged square tripod, each leg represents a race, and the top square tripod represents this strange world.

The four-legged square tripod was shaped into a large square, and Qinglan carefully carved it with aura, the wings of the elves, the animal patterns of the orcs, the mechanical arms of the bio-robots, and the meridians for human cultivation.

When carving the supporting feet of the Fang Ding, what came to Qing Lan's mind was the leopard claws of the big black panther. root.

Reciting the prayer silently, Qinglan slowly put away the beast fire, a half-human-high four-legged figure hung in the air, emitting a faint light.

Qing Lan painted the last stroke on the tripod, which was perfectly connected with the first stroke. The four-legged tripod was so bright that Qing Lan almost couldn't open her eyes.

It should be a semi-magic weapon, Qing Lan is still satisfied with her work.

"Boom, boom..."

The faint sound of thunder stunned Qinglan, how could it be?There is no thunder disaster in this world!

"Boom, boom!"

The thunder was so real, Qing Lan took a breath, and quickly formed an enchantment on Fang Ding.

A purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit the barrier above Fang Ding accurately. Qing Lan looked dignified and threw out thirteen high-grade spirit stones and middle-grade magical artifacts to form a formation to resist the thunder disaster for Fang Ding.

Lightning struck down one after another, Qing Lan maintained the barrier, but couldn't concentrate.

how come?There is clearly no thunder calamity in this world. I have experimented before, even if it is the Lightning Inducing Jue, it can't attract thunder calamity. Why do you have a thunder calamity after refining a semi-divine weapon?

wrong!Qinglan recalled the scene when she refined the space ring for Desting before. The level of that space ring was similar to that of the quadruped Fang Ding. Why did there not be a thunder disaster when the space ring was completed, but now there is one?

Qinglan's heart was beating violently. In this way, Lei Jie only had it recently, so I...

An arm-thick thunderbolt fell with great momentum, piercing through Qinglan's barrier, and struck on the four-legged square tripod. points, but there was a faint arc of lightning on the tripod.

The thunder calamity had passed, Qing Lan looked up in a daze, and a cloud slowly floated over, turning into spiritual energy, nourishing the craftsman and the four-legged square tripod.

Sure enough, auspicious clouds appeared after the thunder and lightning, which was clearly a complete thunder disaster.

Qinglan looked at Fang Ding floating in the air, with a lot of thoughts in her heart, this world can pass the catastrophe, it's done!

The puppet came over, full of coquettishness: "Congratulations, master, for refining into a divine weapon."

Qing Lan came out of her thoughts, looked at the four-legged Fang Ding that had become a divine weapon after undergoing a thunder calamity, and was speechless.

"Did the master name the artifact?" The puppet stared at the exquisite and powerful quadruped tripod with wonder in his eyes.

Artifacts all have names, but now Qing Lan has no master.

"Just call it... Destiny." Qing Lan said softly, and Fang Ding's brilliance appeared, indicating that he accepted the name.

"Master, are you bullying me that I don't know the language of this world?" The puppet looked resentful: "Desting means destiny. Are you showing your affection by taking "destiny"?"

Qinglan kept her mouth shut, but her mind was full of Desting's image.

You can cross the catastrophe, do you want to leave?

If I asked myself three months ago, I'm afraid I would have no doubts, but now...

Qinglan closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no more hesitation or anxiety.

I must not let him down, even if I lose the qualification to return to the fairy world!

"Oh? Wait, was that Thunder Calamity just now?" The puppet finally realized, with a shocked expression on his face: "Thunder Calamity!"

"I'm going to find him." Qing Lan wiped her face, even the dust-removing art was useless, and stumbled out the door.

"Qing Lan!" A private flying machine parked in front of the small villa, Long got out of the flying machine in a panic, and was relieved to see the disheveled Qing Lan.

"Scared me to death." Long Song lowered his shoulders, patted his chest exaggeratedly, and said happily, "I thought you caused thunder again."

"No..." Qing Lan hesitated to speak, "I'm just... refining weapons."

"It's good that you're fine." Long tried his best to ignore the poor little villa that was struck by lightning: "Desting is currently being interviewed, if he can't make it back, let me come over."

"I want to see him." Qing Lan frowned slightly.

"I'll take you there." Long stepped forward and patted Qinglan's dusty clothes: "Go and change clothes first, take your time, don't worry."

Uneasy, Qinglan changed her clothes and followed Long to D.'s headquarters. Just after entering D.'s big light screen, a video of a reporter interviewing Desting was being broadcast live.

"Master Chief, you are currently ranked second in total points, what do you think of Qinglan, the dark horse of the human race who ranks first?"

"Him?" Desting said with a faint smile on his face, "He is a very good opponent, and I look forward to confronting him in the Maxi Contest."

"Adversary..." Qing Lan lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.