My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

"One hundred and ten points!" After a short pause in the white clothing sacrifice, he said madly, "The formula of the third-order spirit weapon can raise the level of the spirit weapon by another third. It is totally worth adding another ten!"

Yun Qingyan stretched his brows slightly.

Among animal training, refining and medicine, only refining is her weakest link.

To be honest, the set of divine seals that Huang Yan taught her has a total of nine, but according to her current strength, she can only barely make three. Otherwise, she should be able to directly raise the level of the spiritual artifact to the holy artifact. Order.

Unlike Yun Qingyan's slight guilty conscience, the onlookers were shocked to numbness.

She originally signed up alone, but now she is fine. Not only did she perfect the weapon, she also forcibly upgraded the weapon that was originally a Tier 3 spirit weapon to a Tier 6 spirit weapon. The priest in white even gave extra points for her.

Now, who else can surpass this evildoer on the refiner?

The sea blue flowers in the refining venue were undoubtedly what Yun said in his pocket.

After solving the refining venue, Yun said lightly to walk directly to the Xingyuanzhe venue.

When she moved, the people in the entire conference hall also moved, as if dragging a long tail.

Focus is gathered.

"Never mind the first two items, she can't always be the first item, right?"

"That's right. After all, she is the second-tier lower god, and most of the top players in this competition are some ninth-rank lower gods."

The onlookers let out a sigh of relief. If this young girl really picked a grand slam, they would be a bit too embarrassing.

It turned out that the people fighting on their own in a pot of scattered sand gradually began to twist into a rope because of the emergence of Yun Qingyan.

Yun said lightly that it was one team, and they were another team.

If so many of them lose to a little girl, then everyone's self-confidence will definitely be a big blow.

"Little girl, gather the star power and punch on the bullet. According to the depth of your fist marks, our side will display the score." The white-clothed priest in charge here said, "If the scores are the same, the two sides have to fight again. In a competition, the winner is the master.

If the position of the master can be maintained until after midnight, the aquamarine flower will be yours. "

After speaking, he pointed to Lai Changbo with a gloomy face, "This is the current ring master. The mark left on the bullet is ten inches, with a score of ninety.

The strength is quite good. "

Perhaps after seeing Yun Qingyan's previous feat, the priest in white was very patient with her.

Lai Changbo on the side saw Yun Qingyan's gaze swept over, and his arrogance exploded, "Hehe. You can train a beast, it doesn't mean you are top-notch.

I admit that your talents at the second-level lower **** realm are indeed good at your age. However, the difference between the first-level and above the gods is very difficult to make up, let alone the ninth and second-level? "

The implication is to warn Yun to speak lightly, grand slam, you don't have wishful thinking!

Yun Qingyan withdrew his gaze indifferently, and looked at the white-clothed sacrifice with a calm gaze, "If the bullet stone is broken, how many points are counted?"

The corner of the white priest's mouth twitched, and she did not expect that she would ask this question.

Really a difficult little doll.

Lai Changbo's face was already dark.

He only left a ten-inch mark, but Yun said lightly, but threatened to break it.

Isn't this hitting him in the face on purpose?

Before his face changed back, the few followers around him couldn't help but speak.

"Huh? Break the bullets? Bragging not to draft!"

"This bullet can withstand the highest level of attack power of the gods!"