Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 1420 Falling Soul Pill

Boom!

The robbery cloud descended from the sky and came to the top of the Yunheng alchemy furnace.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Jie hit the alchemy furnace, making a deafening sound. In this sound, Wushuang's sound of frying the furnace again seemed very small.

The pill robbery quickly disappeared, and there was a faint scent of medicine in the alchemy furnace, separated by the barrier, almost inaudible, but people still smelled it.

"Success!"

"Yunheng succeeded!"

"Yunheng is a genius! The Son of Heaven's Chosen! He succeeded in refining it once!"

People cheered and praised, as if they were proud, because they were very optimistic about Yunheng from the beginning, and Yunheng's success was what they hoped for.

There was a crisp sound, and the pill was completely formed in the pill refining furnace, just waiting for someone to take out the poison pill inside.

Yun Hong Danzun finally showed a smile on his face, and looked at President Zhang beside him.

"Congratulations to Yunheng, he has successfully refined the medicine pill, then the president of the association will personally bring the medicine pill up."

Chairman Zhang said with a smile.

Several judges nodded.

Deyang old Dan Zun, who had not spoken all the time, snorted lightly, showing disdain.

Danzun Yunhong saw it, he just pretended he didn't see it and didn't want to argue with him. He smiled, his nephew had succeeded, but Wushuang, whom the old Danzun of Deyang was optimistic about, was constantly blasting the furnace. It was clear at a glance who won and lost. what.

Now that it is stable, as long as the old man takes a fancy to it, Heng'er can soar to the sky! It brought great glory to the Yun family. At that time, even the county governor would have to respectfully speak to the Yun family.

President Zhang stepped forward, released the crystallization of Yun Heng's body, and patted Yun Heng's shoulder with admiration, "Young and promising! Young and promising!"

Yun Heng said a few words of modesty, but he couldn't hide the pride in his eyes. He held his head high, proud as a male peacock showing off.

President Zhang took out the medicinal pills in Yunheng's alchemy furnace with his own hands, but his brows were wrinkled, because the medicinal pills were a little defective, very obvious, not round and smooth at all, but rather frizzy, which showed that Yunheng was refining During a certain process, the heat was not well controlled.

Looking at the appearance of the medicinal pill, it is only a little bit short, and it may become a waste pill.

"The quality of Yunheng's medicinal pill doesn't look very good!"

Old Dan Zun of Deyang had sharp eyes and said loudly as soon as he saw it.

Everyone has also seen that the medicinal pill is indeed flawed, and the quality is very average.

"Meteor Soul Pill is a poisonous pill, which is difficult to refine. Yun Heng is a low-grade half-divine alchemist. To be able to achieve this level is above the expected value. At least he can refine the Soul Meteor Pill, which shows that his talent is very high."

President Zhang said immediately, emphasizing the advantages of Yunheng.

"Whether it is the Falling Soul Pill, I'm not sure, President Zhang is too optimistic about Yun Heng." Deyang old Dan Zun said.

"This president is optimistic about geniuses. As long as it is an excellent genius alchemist, this president is optimistic." President Zhang said, "As for whether Yunheng's medicinal pill is a soul falling pill, it will be decided by several judges. Judged."

"President, we haven't seen the Falling Soul Pill, how do we judge this?"

Several judges said that although they knew the effect of the Falling Soul Pill, it was a bit difficult to judge. In fact, before the start of the competition, they did not know what the content of the competition was. Some have no confidence, after all, the Falling Soul Pill has been lost for hundreds of thousands of years.

"The old man has a complete Falling Soul Pill here."

At this time, the inconspicuous old man suddenly said, and took out a simple box from his arms. After opening it, a crystal clear black medicinal herb was revealed, exuding a grass-like medicinal fragrance.

Compared with the medicinal pills refined by Yunheng, the quality is simply heaven and earth.

"This is the Falling Soul Pill!"

Several judges all got together, their eyes were full of madness, and the Falling Soul Pill that had been lost for hundreds of thousands of years was right in front of them.

Deyang old Dan Zun also came to see it and wanted to study it.

Excellent alchemists are very fanatical about medicine pills.

They watched for a while, and then began to compare Yunheng's medicinal pills.

"Although the quality of Yunheng's poison pill is much worse, no matter in appearance, color, or smell, it is the same as the real Meteorite Pill, and it should be made from the same medicinal materials and the same weight. of."

said one of the judges.

Another judge also nodded: "Yes, Yun Heng is very good, very talented, and he refined the Falling Soul Pill in one go."

"Such a talent can be called a monster!"

"It seems that Yunheng has a very thorough understanding of medicinal materials and is also very savvy!"

The judges are complimenting.

Danzun Yunhong nodded and smiled, and glanced at the old man, but saw that the old man had no expression and was looking at the game field.

What is there to see in the competition field, the other few can't make such a difficult Soul Falling Pill at all!

He glanced at the field, and suddenly his face froze.

I don't know when, Wushuang no longer has a fryer, her technique is particularly neat and fast, she can only see the phantom in the air, but even because of the fast speed inside, she can't be so fast! She has been refining to the middle and late stages, and all the medicinal materials have been added to the alchemy furnace.

She only blew the furnace once when Yun Heng was robbed. Could it be the last time she blew the furnace?

A bad premonition suddenly flashed in Yunhong Danzun's heart. There are still several hours before the end of the game. Even if Wushuang blows the furnace again, there is still time to continue refining.

He vaguely felt that she didn't seem to be going to fry the furnace again.

She tried all the ratios, she made thousands of attempts, and everything was laying the foundation for her.

Do not! She will not succeed!

It took hundreds of thousands of years for someone to repair the pill recipe, which was so difficult to refine. Can she successfully refine it after trying more than a thousand times? Absolutely impossible! She's not some kind of genius monster!

Danzun Yunhong expelled bad thoughts out of his mind, his face sank.

If I knew earlier, I should have listened to Heng'er and killed her directly, and there would not be so many things.

Killing heart flashed in his mind.

"Wu Shuang, she didn't blow up the furnace!"

"I'm not used to it. I didn't hear the familiar sound of the fryer, I always felt like something was missing."

"To tell the truth, after frying the furnace more than a thousand times, and still able to continue refining, I really admire her patience. If it were me, I would quit it."

Some people praise Wushuangdao.

Others objected:

"Oh, what if the endurance is good, and the strength is too poor, how can you compare with those geniuses?"

"She's going to fry the oven later, just wait and see!"

Just in the midst of these chattering discussions, a pill calamity came quietly, surprising everyone.

"I'm going! As I said, a pill calamity suddenly appeared! Who is going to become a pill? Yu An?"

"No! It's not Yu An! It's Wushuang! It's Wushuang who is about to become a pill!"

"Fuck!"