Alchemy & Martial Supreme

In fact, for him, it is logically impossible for him to make mistakes after he has become familiar with the process of alchemy.

"Could it be that there can only be one divine elixir in this world?"

Thinking of this, Qin Ming's heart suddenly moved.

In this world, no one has ever seen a divine elixir. If there really is a divine alchemist who can refine the divine elixir effortlessly and easily, it is impossible that no divine elixir has been passed down.

Just like various artifacts, some magical pills can also be preserved in secret realms and be discovered by people.

Except for one situation, even a magic pill master can only refine rare magic pills, or even only once.

"Probably!"

"The world only allows one divine elixir. It seems to be because the last thunder consumed an inexplicable power!"

"This kind of power is very precious to heaven and earth and is rare!"

Qin Ming thought of the moment when Shendan experienced the final thunder.

At that moment, the purple thunder in the sky gave him an extremely depressing feeling, which exceeded that of Emperor Wu.

However, that moment was too short, and he thought it was an illusion. Now that he thought about it, it was not an illusion, but a reality.

"I'm greedy. How can I easily refine a lot of this kind of elixir? If that were the case, then Martial Emperors wouldn't be so rare in this world."

If he could really refine this kind of magical elixir, he could make countless warriors become martial emperors and make the scorpion demon forces irreversible.

"By the way, heaven and earth won't allow it, but my ghost fire can replace the heavenly tribulation!"

An idea flashed in Qin Ming's mind. He no longer needed the calamity of heaven and earth to refine the ninth-grade elixir. In this case, could he use the divine-grade elixir?

Thinking of this, Qin Ming no longer hesitated, prepared another pair of spiritual plants, and started a new round of refining.

"Youhuo, refine it for me!"

He roared softly, and invisible flames burned in the air.

This time, after the spiritual plants melted, they turned into liquid and condensed together. Instead of turning into white pills, they became colorful pills.

Seeing this scene, Qin Ming was ecstatic.

The ghost fire can replace the elixir and refine the divine elixir!

Using the ghost fire to make elixirs is very fast. The pills in the sky rotate faster and faster, absorbing the energy in the ghost fire crazily.

"Keep going!"

Qin Ming concentrated all his strength towards the vertical eyes on his forehead, and jet-black rays of light suddenly took shape and shot towards the pill pills in the air.

The dark light became thicker and thicker, and at the same time, the black eyes in the vertical eyes began to rotate rapidly.

"Huhu..."

Qin Ming gasped for breath, focused all his energy on the vertical eye, and commanded it to refine the elixir.

"This magical elixir is so difficult to refine, I can't hold on any longer!"

Gritting his teeth, Qin Ming trembled all over. Refining elixirs like this was more difficult than using his innate magical powers.

With his current strength, he could only use the Sky Eye attack three times in a very short period of time, and maintaining it like this cost a lot of energy in his body.

Moreover, for some reason, while refining this magical pill, Qin Ming felt as if his entire soul was being absorbed by the pill.

But he couldn't stop, he knew that as long as he stopped, the elixir in the air would fail.

"ah……"

With a low roar, Qin Ming's veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes turned wildly.

Qin Ming started to fight hard.

"hurry up……"

Looking at the pill pills in the sky slowly turning purple, Qin Ming's eyes began to become a little blurry, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Finally, a strange feeling came from the sky, and the colorful pills turned into pills with a noble purple color throughout. In fact, for him, it is logically impossible for him to make mistakes after he has become familiar with the process of alchemy.

"Could it be that there can only be one divine elixir in this world?"

Thinking of this, Qin Ming's heart suddenly moved.

In this world, no one has ever seen a divine elixir. If there really is a divine alchemist who can refine the divine elixir effortlessly and easily, it is impossible that no divine elixir has been passed down.

Just like various artifacts, some magical pills can also be preserved in secret realms and be discovered by people.

Except for one situation, even a magic pill master can only refine rare magic pills, or even only once.

"Probably!"

"The world only allows one divine elixir. It seems to be because the last thunder consumed an inexplicable power!"

"This kind of power is very precious to heaven and earth and is rare!"

Qin Ming thought of the moment when Shendan experienced the final thunder.

At that moment, the purple thunder in the sky gave him an extremely depressing feeling, which exceeded that of Emperor Wu.

However, that moment was too short, and he thought it was an illusion. Now that he thought about it, it was not an illusion, but a reality.

"I'm greedy. How can I easily refine a lot of this kind of elixir? If that were the case, then Martial Emperors wouldn't be so rare in this world."

If he could really refine this kind of magical elixir, he could make countless warriors become martial emperors and make the scorpion demon forces irreversible.

"By the way, heaven and earth won't allow it, but my ghost fire can replace the heavenly tribulation!"

An idea flashed in Qin Ming's mind. He no longer needed the calamity of heaven and earth to refine the ninth-grade elixir. In this case, could he use the divine-grade elixir?

Thinking of this, Qin Ming no longer hesitated, prepared another pair of spiritual plants, and started a new round of refining.

"Youhuo, refine it for me!"

He roared softly, and invisible flames burned in the air.

This time, after the spiritual plants melted, they turned into liquid and condensed together. Instead of turning into white pills, they became colorful pills.

Seeing this scene, Qin Ming was ecstatic.

The ghost fire can replace the elixir and refine the divine elixir!

Using the ghost fire to make elixirs is very fast. The pills in the sky rotate faster and faster, absorbing the energy in the ghost fire crazily.

"Keep going!"

Qin Ming concentrated all his strength towards the vertical eyes on his forehead, and jet-black rays of light suddenly took shape and shot towards the pill pills in the air.

The dark light became thicker and thicker, and at the same time, the black eyes in the vertical eyes began to rotate rapidly.

"Huhu..."

Qin Ming gasped for breath, focused all his energy on the vertical eye, and commanded it to refine the elixir.

"This magical elixir is so difficult to refine, I can't hold on any longer!"

Gritting his teeth, Qin Ming trembled all over. Refining elixirs like this was more difficult than using his innate magical powers.

With his current strength, he could only use the Sky Eye attack three times in a very short period of time, and maintaining it like this cost a lot of energy in his body.

Moreover, for some reason, while refining this magical pill, Qin Ming felt as if his entire soul was being absorbed by the pill.

But he couldn't stop, he knew that as long as he stopped, the elixir in the air would fail.

"ah……"

With a low roar, Qin Ming's veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes turned wildly.

Qin Ming started to fight hard.

"hurry up……"

Looking at the pill pills in the sky slowly turning purple, Qin Ming's eyes began to become a little blurry, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Finally, a strange feeling came from the sky, and the colorful pills turned into pills with a noble purple color throughout.