Ancient True Dragon Art

The degree of heat has been strictly controlled.

If there is something wrong, then the pill will probably be invalidated and the tempering will fail!

And here, an old man with silver hair was sitting in front of a pill furnace emitting a blue flame, his eyes opened and closed slightly, and the sweat on his face continued to flow.

With both hands, the seals continued to be formed, and there were continuous waves of zhenqi pouring into the pill furnace in front.

This pill furnace, with a simple atmosphere on it, is half a meter long, and looks much smaller than the surrounding pill furnaces.

However, around this pill furnace, there were a series of ancient texture carvings, and as the cyan flames filled, strange brilliance constantly shone out.

Obviously, this pill furnace is not a common product.

"scold!"

The speed of the old man's hands getting imprinted faster and faster, the blue flame, from under the pill furnace, rose up to a full seven feet high, almost wrapping up the entire pill furnace.

"Buzzing..."

In the pill furnace, there were bursts of mysterious fluctuating sounds instantly. Obviously, the refining of the pill at this time has reached the most critical moment.

"Hmm...? The taste of this pill is..."

Qin Feng sniffed the smell of the pill that filled the air, a touch of astonishment and understanding appeared on his face, and he also whispered to himself gently.

"Crack..."

However, just after the words fell, I saw the old man's body tremble, and then the true energy was in a disorder, and the next moment, I could clearly hear it, in this pill furnace, a crisp cracking sound was transmitted.

"Failed?"

Qin Feng's face suddenly showed a stunned look, can this be a failure? With the best pill furnace and perfect medicinal materials, can this guy fail?

However, after Qin Feng sniffed again, he couldn't help but smiled to himself:

"So, it's no wonder it will fail!"

"laugh……"

Suddenly, two sharp brilliance locked Qin Feng.

I saw that the old man had already locked his eyes fiercely on Qin Feng's body, and even the expression on his face began to turn blue.

"This guy... is not going to blame me?"

Seeing the opponent's unconcealed killing intent, filled his eyes, Qin Feng's heart suddenly became alert.

"Asshole! Who let you in!"

The old man's face was twisted for a while, and he shouted wildly.

"laugh……"

Qin Feng hadn't reacted yet, a huge force unexpectedly squeezed his neck, and the instant force became infinite, and his body couldn't help but retreated backwards.

"Peng!"

Accompanied by a horrible crash, Qin Feng only felt a moment of pain in his body. His back directly hit the wall on one side, and visible cracks spread from the wall.

"Damn it, junior, you dare to disturb my medicine king tomb alchemy, no matter whose disciple you are, you are dead!"

The old man named Yaowang Tomb had two purposeful killing intent, without the slightest fake appearance. An immense qi is about to boil over the opponent, a phantom, madly presented, all interpreting the anger of Yaowang Tomb!

"I……"

Qin Feng panted as hard as he could, the power on his body danced wildly, and one hand started to break the other's palm alive.

"Huh? A bit strong!"

Yaowangzhong's face moved slightly, but he didn't see any movement. The power in his hand increased again. With this powerful force, Qin Feng could no longer move that hand like steel.

"I am a newly promoted true spirit realm disciple, come here...to receive the rewarded pill!"

Qin Feng shouted as hard as he could.

"New True Spirit Realm disciple? Huh, junior, it's fine if you disturb the old man's alchemy, but you should find a reliable reason. The old man is in the control of the grand alchemy hall. How can the little thing such as rewarding pills be done by the old man? Deal with it! Not only did you disturb the old man's alchemy, you even dared to make up such an absurd reason, you are looking for death!"

While speaking, the other hand of this old man suddenly exuded boundless power, and it directly swayed over Qin Feng's head.

If this hand is slapped, Qin Feng is sure that he is definitely dead.

"This is so special it was designed by someone!"

Qin Feng reacted, but the hand was already close at hand, and in the next moment, he was about to die.

"damn it……"

The ruthless eyes of the Yaowangzhong in front of him showed that this guy was not joking.

"Just your little ability, also equipped with alchemy?!"

Seeing that this slap was about to be slapped, Qin Feng let out a loud roar.

"Huh!"

The palm of his hand paused in front of Qin Feng's head.

But Yaowangzhong’s face became more difficult to look like:

"Junior! Are you insulting the old man's alchemy?"

"Insult? You deserve to be insulted too? At your level, you are embarrassed to say alchemy?"

With a disdainful expression on Qin Feng's face, he said with a sneer...