Aiming for the Immortal Path

Su Twelve's pupils kept shrinking. Even though the candle dragon arrow in front of him had not yet been completely refined, the terrifying aura still made him feel shocked.

While Su Twelve was shocked, Leng Yan's hand movements on the side did not stop.

The lotus steps moved lightly, and the body was raised three feet, hovering low in the room.

As her hands danced, countless weapon refining techniques were shot out from her hands, and Peiran's true energy turned into countless formation techniques and seals and flew out.

The formation seals are flying like butterflies dancing.

Immediately, he absorbed the power of flames and ice in the air and poured them into the seven candle dragon arrows.

Impacted by the formation seal, the originally translucent arrows gradually became colored.

Three of the arrows were flaming red.

Three arrows, all ice blue.

The middle one is filled with ice and fire.

The arrow shines with strange light, and the cold arm is raised again.

A miniature fire dragon, which had been shrunk countless times and was only over three feet long, appeared across the sky.

Although the fire dragon at this time was not large in size, the aura it exuded was extremely astonishing.

It looked motionless and without any vitality. It was obviously a corpse.

But within the body of the fire dragon, there is extremely abundant blood, which is gathered but not released, adding another three points to the pressure in the alchemy room.

Looking at the fire dragon appearing in front of her, Leng Yan pointed out the red flame jade, spinning in the air and blooming with splendor.

The red flame black jade spun around several times in the blink of an eye, and an invisible suction force suddenly emerged.

The fire dragon's body trembled slightly, and a ball of essence and blood the size of a baby's fist jumped out from between its eyebrows and fell into the red flame jade.

Blessed by the essence and blood of the fire dragon, the red flame black jade flourishes with brilliance. It was originally just a dead object, but at this moment it becomes a little more agile.

The essence and blood that the red flame black jade can absorb is far less than one-tenth of the fire dragon's body.

Seeing the changes that have taken place in Xuanyu, Leng Yanshou again

Yang, immediately put away the red flame jade.

Then his hands danced again, and the true energy in his body circulated, attracting the cold air and heavenly fire in the air, and continuously invaded the body of the fire dragon.

Affected by two completely different forces, the body of the fire dragon suddenly trembled more violently.

Within a moment, with a loud explosion, the fire dragon's body exploded in the air. It fell apart and turned into a bloody mist that filled the entire alchemy room.

As the blood mist circulated, it continued to sink into the seven candle dragon arrows in front of Leng Yan.

The originally translucent Candle Dragon's Arrow gradually became blood red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fire dragon's flesh, flesh, spirit, and everything on his body were absorbed by the candle dragon's arrow at this moment and merged into the arrow.

On the arrow, the terrifying aura began to slowly converge.

…

Time passes day by day.

Outside the alchemy room.

The old man named Qian stared at the alchemy room in front of him, his brows sometimes frowning and sometimes relaxing.

With his cultivation strength, he can clearly feel the mysterious aura and the majestic momentum inside from time to time.

However, it was blocked by the formation, and it was impossible to determine specifically what happened inside.

And this wait is nine days and nights.

On the tenth day, Elder Qian gently twirled his beard and his expression became obviously impatient.

After just a moment of hesitation, he took a deep breath and walked towards the alchemy room.

"Elder Qian, Brother Su hasn't come out yet. I'm afraid it's... inappropriate to enter the alchemy room at this time, right?"

Before Elder Qian could approach, Jiang Xueyan hurriedly called out to him.

"Not suitable? It only takes four or five days to refine the Meteor Pill."

"But that kid has been in there for nine days and hasn't come out yet."

"In my opinion, nine times out of ten, the alchemy failed and suffered backlash. If we go in now, we might still have time to save his life. If it's too late, his life may not be saved."

Elder Qian stared closely at the alchemy room and did not stop there.

Alchemy failed and suffered backlash?

this……

Jiang Xueyan looked hesitant. She knew better than anyone how difficult it was to refine the Li Yun Dan. .??.

We also know that when refining elixirs at higher levels, if you are a little careless, your true energy and spiritual consciousness will be difficult to sustain, leading to unpredictable and serious consequences.

Hesitation returned to hesitation, thinking of Su Twelve's methods and abilities.

She quickly stepped forward and stopped directly in front of Elder Qian.

"Elder Qian, wait! I absolutely believe in Brother Su's strength and methods."

"Nine days may be a little longer than expected, but it's nothing."

"This is how monks refine alchemy. It can take months or years."

Jiang Xueyan cupped her hands and continued speaking.

"Believe in his strength and methods? Hum, little girl, you think too highly of that kid, don't you?"

"The refining of Li Yun Dan requires the processing of a large number of medicinal materials at the same time. Even I may not dare to say that every furnace can successfully turn the pill into a pill. Is it possible for him to be a mere Golden Pill cultivator?"

"Even if he really has some secret technique and can successfully refine it, the person he wants to save is seriously injured and cannot survive three days. If we wait any longer, it will just be a waste of your and my time."

Elder Qian looked disdainful, and at the same time as he spoke, the aura belonging to the Nascent Soul cultivator emitted.

Invisible pressure, like an overwhelming force, swept towards Jiang Xue

Yan.

The latter's face changed slightly, his delicate body kept shaking, and it became difficult to even move for a while.

Elder Qian's words also shook her faith again.

In nine days, no matter how well the Li Meteor Pill was refined. The Yuan Ying stage senior's injuries were serious and abnormal, and it was indeed difficult to sustain him for such a long time.

As a person from Yaowang Island, she can also see this.

Just when Jiang Xueyan was about to choose to remain silent, waves of grand yet restrained aura suddenly appeared in the alchemy room behind her.

The sudden change made Jiang Xueyan's heart, which was about to fall silent, suddenly become lively.

"Elder Qian, there is obviously still a huge aura fluctuation in this alchemy room. Judging from this aura, if Brother Su is not refining alchemy at a critical moment, it is... that Senior Nascent Soul is recovering at a critical moment."

"Elder Qian, if you enter rashly at this moment, you will definitely destroy Brother Su or that senior in the Nascent Soul Stage?"

"At that time, how will you calculate the bet between you and Brother Su?"

Jiang Xueyan could not move, but the sound in her mouth did not stop.

He spoke out one after another, trying to stop Elder Qian's actions.

"You little girl, no wonder you were chosen by the island master. You are so sharp-tongued and think clearly and quickly."

"Don't worry, as an elder of Yaowang Island, how can I do things without any sense of propriety?"

"If that kid can really refine the Falling Pill and save the Yuan Ying stage Taoist friend, I will only be happy for him. The loss of a mere pill furnace is nothing."

Elder Qian raised his brows slightly and spoke with a smile on his lips.

The pace of progress shows no signs of stopping, but is accelerating.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a dark aura gathered in his palm.

In the alchemy room, the sudden change in aura surprised him.