"Cough..." Oriental ink's voice just fell, attracted a glancing sound, even the blood knife is a white eye for the sky, although he does not study the training of military art, but the soul bell needs the raw materials are not easy to get, he still knows, how this Oriental ink does not know how to say this will make people can't stand it.

In fact, more importantly, this guy has not heard of the soul bell, how dare to promise to try?The brain was kicked by the donkey or was caught in the door!

"Well, Oriental Mo, I tell you, this soul-bell is..." Next, Lang Tian Biao could no longer stand it, he felt that Oriental Mo spoke like this, as if he had won it as if there was no brilliance, and Lang Tian Biao very clearly described all the processes of refining the soul ring!

Even so, Xin Yanteng did not stop his disciples, because they are extremely proud people, naturally to win the complete, just and great!

After listening to Lang Tian Biao's introduction, Oriental Mo nodded: "Well, I probably understand, I still use my own raw material, I don't need yours, if the refining is not good, I am afraid you will miss me."Let's start quickly, we'll finish the refining early, go to rest early, my little sister has just been robbed every day, and I want to go back and refine a few pills for her."

Listening to this sentence of Oriental Mo, Lang Tian Biao's nose is crooked, does this Oriental ink really understand what the result of comparison with himself will be?

"Oriental ink, your boy rarely give me nonsense, Linglong's name is you should call, today, you are the end, if you can't win me, I Lang Biaotian will personally teach you!" 」Lang Biaotian is like blood, see this boy as if the blood Linglong as their own woman, he is about to be mad, good!

Oriental ink looked at the blood, this girl has been full of worry, and even this scene, she did not take a step back, this girl still has some courage, not innocent Oriental ink to protect her once, so Oriental ink just smiled at Lang Biaotian: "Now say nothing, you win me first!" 」

“All right!”He replied, “Let’s get started.”

Oriental ink is not afraid of the meaning, just the action from his nine palace bracelet began to find the refining of the soul ringing things, he is willing to listen to the Lang Biao sky refining the soul ringing process, is to know that this way can not win Lang Biao heaven, after listening, Oriental ink has been assured!

“Wow!”When Lang Biaotian took out the whole shell of the deep-sea horned worm, the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

Because this complete horn is difficult to get, such a demon is not very powerful, but their stay environment is very special, absolute deep sea, dive into that deep sea, just the pressure borne by the body is very scary, but also to split the energy to kill the snail monster, but also pay attention to the integrity of the demon's shell, it can be seen how difficult it is!

I heard Lang Tian Biao's hand dragging the horn snail and saying, "The attack of this snail is to use the ripples on his shell to form a sound wave to attack people's gods, and my Master designed this ingenious weapon of the soulbell according to this shape!"

Lang Tian Biao did not forget to introduce the origin of some of the soul bells in front of so many people, and also demonstrated the strength of their refining department.

This soul ringing is something that every person in the Nine Dark Houses is afraid of, and when you hear Lang Tian Biao say this, one by one, you can't help but feel the inflamed ability of the Ministry of Refining the Ministry of Manifestation.

Lang Tian Biao finally smiled at Oriental Mo and smiled: "You are just copying my master's experience."Finally, this Lang Tian Biao still looked at this oriental ink disdainful, and it was implied that even if the Oriental ink was refined into a soul ring, it was just a cat drawing a tiger.

Oriental Mo smiled slightly: "Lang Tian Biao, the refining of this soul bell is not only your family, so that the weapon that attacks people's knowledge is not only refined by your family, I will definitely not use your method, but the law enforcement department is willing to use the appearance of the bell, I will make a bell!" 」

"Shh..." people all took a cold breath, together with Lang Tian Biao, even Xin Yanteng is a stop, Oriental ink this boy what does this mean?Just now, Lang Tianbiao did tug at his meaning, but if he ignored it, according to his own way of refining, the refined soul ringing grade is even the same as Lang Tianbiao, presumably the lord of the Nine Dark House will come out, his little life will be saved, now, this guy obviously does not want to go this simple road rhythm ah!

In this way, he did not know how much difficulty he added to himself, he really did not believe that if this boy had this ability, he would also run to the Nine Darkes, but to obtain an identity token, he would not necessarily be many people who sent it to the past!

Realizing this, Xin Yanteng finalized the end is that this Oriental ink is the returned-haired duck, the mouth is hard, perhaps just waiting for Gounachi to come to him!

Therefore, Xin Yanteng only said to Lang Biao Tian: "Student, good refining, let this Oriental ink good shame, even if Gunacci arrived, the teacher also has a way not to let him continue to stay in the Nine Dark House."The blood is not yours!”What their own disciples thought in their hearts, Xin Yanteng was still very clear.

With the encouragement of the Master, Lang Tian Biao came to the spirit, and sneered at Oriental Mo and said, "Boy, do you regret it, and now it is too late to regret it!"

Oriental ink also opened its nine-valve bracelet lightly: "Don't worry, what I Oriental Mo said, never took back, never regretted, but I advise you, don't be too confident!" 」

In this place of the Nine Darks, to say that compared to other aspects, Lang Biaotian can still hold a little, only alchemy, he will not converge, because among his peers, no one is his opponent ah!

Especially Xin Yanteng, sitting in the old position of the Minister of the Nine Underworlds, it is not a joke, the smelting has definitely reached the point of peaking, and he is willing to keep his disciples low-key!

"Oriental Mo, it seems that you seem to be quite confident in your smelter skills, do you want to bet on something between us?"Lang Biao Tian provoking the Eastern Mo.

Oriental Mo smiled slightly: "You say, I would most like to bet something, and now my nine-court bracelet is really not full."

The people present could not resist, and if they wanted to win Lang Biaotian in the practice of the smelter, is there something wrong with this Oriental ink brain?

But Lang Biaotian is waiting for the words of Oriental ink, he likes blood, Master is absolutely aware, he wants to rely on his ability to win the heart of this little beauty: "Oriental ink, if I win, you don't want to entangled in the blood, quickly get me out of the Nine Dark House!"

Oriental ink smiled slightly, it turns out that this Lang Biaotian is so fond of this little girl: "Lang Biaotian, you ask this, your handwriting is too small, so if you win, I will immediately roll out the Nine Dark House naked, everything on me is yours, but if you lose, your nine palace bracelets are mine, and you will not let Ling Yan see you again!"

When this bet of Oriental Mo is finished, the whole environment is quiet, such a bet is too big, Lang Biao Tian's body in the nine palace bracelet, that is how many smelting materials, this Oriental ink wants things to go crazy ah, or want to be blind?

Lang Biaotian heard this sentence of Oriental Mo, suddenly happy: "I say Oriental ink, what do you want, want to pick up a big cheap?"In my nine palace bracelets, just how much is the smelter material, you deceive the three-year-old child's trick, take the Tao Jiuyu underworld, are you tired of it?"

“What do you say is fair?”Oriental Mo Lang said, not at all vague, "what you say, how I follow you!"

"Wow..." when the Eastern ink said this sentence, the crowd suddenly a little messed up, they were all people who had been destroyed by the body, so, more than others, they know the pain after the destruction of the body, so, even if it is, they will cherish this second chance of rebirth more, so listen to the Oriental Mo this slightly indifferent words, all talked about.

Lang Biaotian was more happy, can't think of it, Oriental ink this brain, but also really say how to say it, really think relying on the Gunach can everything be smoothed, so, sneer said: "Oriental ink, I want your life!"Would you dare!”

"Oh, I said, how to bet with you, what dare you, I'm not the first time I bet with others, it doesn't matter, I'm not afraid, my luck has always been very good, will not affect my play."Eastern Mo was so lightly agreed.

Everyone has a little circle, and I can't help but wonder, how this boy lived to this day?

At this point, there is nothing to say anymore, Lang Biaotian decided to take out all his abilities and refine a soul bell, this oriental ink is even so close to the blood, he must die, as for the nine palace bracelets of Oriental Mo, he really did not look up!

Of course, he just didn't know what was in the nine-house bracelet of Oriental Mo!

Oriental ink is very relaxed, aura, open their nine-court bracelet, as if looking for half a day, it is considered to be determined, came up with some things.

For Lang Biaotian's refiners, people have not only seen it once, even if it is every action, it can be called a textbook, absolute standards, whether it is firing, shaping, quenching or the last jade, every action is like a cloud of water, people envy.