Many people stood up and said doubtfully.

In the first few floors, Liu Wuxie rarely hesitated, but why was he so slow to move when he reached the tenth floor.

"Is there something wrong with the meteorite on the tenth floor?"

Tianyuan Sect's manipulation of the formation has left a bad impression, and many people speculate that there is something fishy about the meteorite on the tenth floor.

"No way, how can meteorite be manipulated?"

Most people still don't believe that Liu Wuxie should be thinking about how to refine it.

"Sect Master, something is wrong!"

He Lao's eyes were firmly fixed on Liu Wuxie, and he always felt that something was wrong. He noticed that Liu Wuxie frowned when he looked at Yutie.

"I didn't expect that Tianyuan Sect would do whatever it takes to achieve the goal!"

Deep in Mu Tianli's eyes, a sharp aura flashed.

Time passed little by little, and Liu Wuxie had been standing on the tenth floor for five minutes without moving.

Bai Yuan has already stepped onto the eighth floor. If he keeps going like this, he will catch up sooner or later.

Taking a deep breath, a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth.

Little ghost pattern, do you want to stop him?

With a stroke in the void, a golden spiritual pattern flickered, like a spiritual snake suddenly burrowing into the meteorite.

This scene left many people wondering what Liu Wuxie was doing.

"not good!"

Wang Ba secretly said that it was not good.

After the golden spirit pattern entered the meteorite, Liu Wuxie began to form seals with his hands.

The handprints are dazzling, no traces can be seen, and no one has ever seen this kind of weapon refining technique.

The meteorite is constantly tumbling in the air, sometimes expanding and sometimes shrinking.

"What a weird weapon refining technique!"

Many Zixia Sect disciples looked confused.

They are experts in refining weapons and are familiar with hundreds of refining techniques.

They had never seen someone like Liu Wuxie before. It didn't look like he was refining, but rather like he was playing.

The meteorite was constantly being thrown up, dropped again, thrown up again, and dropped again.

Over and over again, Liu Wuxie did it over and over again, no matter how many times Liu Wuxie did it.

Still showing no signs of slowing down, it continues to rise and fall.

Everyone's heads nodded, like chickens pecking at rice.

"My neck can't bear it anymore, so I won't watch anymore!"

Many people gave up watching, their necks almost broke.

There are still many people who don't give up and are still staring, maybe they can see some mystery in it.

As time goes by, most people give up and have no skills left.

Only the top leaders of Tianyuan Sect still locked onto Liu Wuxie, activating the ghost talisman while he was halfway through refining, and did not dare to relax even a little bit.

More than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye...

Wang Ba felt like his neck was about to break. The sect leader didn't give the order, so he could only continue to stare.

"Sect Master, what should we do!"

Liu Wuxie just refused to refine it, and kept bumping around, with the meteorite rising and falling.

Wang Ba asked quickly, if he didn't inspire him, his neck would be broken.

"Stir up!"

Bai Jin also had no idea and didn't know what Liu Wuxie was up to.

After receiving the sect master's will, Wang Ba finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the ghost talisman in his hand, and poured his true energy into it.

The strange thing is that there is no reaction on the ghost talisman in his hand.

There is neither burning nor information fed back.

"What's going on?"

Bai Jin was a little unhappy and asked Wang Ba coldly.

Wang Ba wanted to cry, but his true energy was continuously fed into the ghost talisman, but the ghost talisman remained motionless.

"I... don't know what's going on. It seems that the ghost charm has lost its effect."

This ghost talisman can control hundreds of ghost patterns. Wang Ba tried to control the ghost patterns in other meteorite irons, but found that it also had no effect.

Except for Liu Wuxie's meteorite which has ghost patterns, many meteorite irons have ghost patterns. Wang Ba tested them one by one.

As a result, without exception, the ghost talisman in hand was completely ineffective.

"Crack!"

Bai Jin was completely angry and suddenly slapped Wang Ba on the face.
Chapter completed!