Traveling Through the Stars

No one answered, and Roger didn't care, and he didn't want to say anything unnecessary because the war was too tense.

At this time, Meng Chi had wrapped up the two furnaces, and Luo Jie put down the two empty furnaces he brought back, picked up the two newly refined ones with each hand, and prepared to send them to Qin Yilang and the others.

After walking a few steps, he stopped and left behind the three soldiers who had helped Luo Bi deal with Ling Zhi before: "You three, go and help deal with Ling Zhi together."

After speaking, Roger led the people out of the bamboo pavilion in a hurry.

There were more people in charge of processing Lingzhi, and the speed was much faster. Luo Bi looked at the Lingzhi in hand, waved his left hand, and all the required refining materials flew into the two empty furnaces brought back by Roger. inside.

All the people present glanced at each other, then lowered their heads and went about their own business. They are Thunder Flame Warriors. They are not familiar with the vast and profound field of talent refining. This kind of operation may be normal, and it is just a rare thing for them.

The sergeants had just prepared themselves, when Luo Bi raised his left hand and clasped his backhand, the cauldron lid flew up and closed itself, at the same time, a hot flame shot out from the red emerald stone.

Meng Chi was powerless to complain, and stared at several sergeants who continued to sort and process the spiritual plants. The so-called practice makes perfect, and soon Luo Bi piled up some processed spiritual plants.

After refining a batch of small spoon arrays, Luo Bi turned off the fire and shouted: "Adjutant Meng, come quickly and move the furnace to the side. Another batch of arrays has been completed, don't get in my way."

"Another furnace?" Meng Chi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got up to move the furnace to one side, and unfolded the layers of animal skins. His tone could not hide his joy: "Your refining speed is really fast enough."

"Don't praise me, praise me, I will make a furnace for you in twenty minutes." Luo Bi threw out another furnace.

Refining a furnace in twenty-four minutes is enough to be scary, and he was clamoring to make a furnace in twenty minutes, Meng Chi smiled and continued to work, he just thought that Luo Bi was joking, and didn't take it to heart.

Luo Bi also laughed, it's fine if you don't believe it, if Meng Chi praises her again, she can really refine a furnace in 20 minutes, that's too stupid, as long as Meng Chi doesn't provoke her with words, Luo Bi won't do it.

Waving the refining materials and throwing them into the cauldron, Luo Bi proposed to refine with fire source, or to refine with three furnaces at the same time, plus the dystocia next to it, there are four in total.

The small spoon array just out of the oven should be used while it is hot. Meng Chi greeted Feng Ling who was patrolling, and took the furnace tripod to the outskirts of the station. The two furnaces that Roger sent before could still produce a flower, and another furnace was sent in less than twenty minutes?

The two combat teams that were fighting were astonished. If they were not unable to get away, some people would run back to the station to see how many talented people made it. Refining the array is no joke, the speed is too fast.

"It's enough here, let's send it to the mine source area." Qin Yilang turned his head and said to Luo Jie.

"Wait a little longer, it's only one furnace, it's not worth taking a trip." Roger replied.

"Also."

At the end of the sentence, Qin Yilang focused on fighting with his sword, and the combat team held the small spoon array in his hand like a god's help. He no longer had to fight in a hurry before. At this time, the battle situation has changed, changing from defense to offense, and attacking in an all-round way.

Qin Yilang, He Yun, and Guan Wei urged the small spoon array to open the way in front, and the two elite players behind them assisted in the attack, forming an indestructible line of defense, driving the hordes of spotted foxes out of the first line of defense.