Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Then thank you first, Princess Yunya. I have designed a complete set of alchemy mechanisms, but some materials are difficult to find, so I'm sorry to trouble you."

Based on the memories in his mind, Ling Xiao designed a complete alchemy assembly line, which allowed some low-level pharmacists to work together to refine elixirs that were much higher than their level.

But this assembly line requires some automated machinery and equipment. He has already made the design drawings, and the next step is to find materials to try.

Once successful, it will become easier to make alchemy in the future.

Although Princess Yunya didn't know what this so-called alchemy assembly line was, she believed that what Ling Xiao said was definitely not an ordinary thing, so she nodded very cooperatively and said: "Don't worry, you make a list, I'll take care of the materials." Go figure it out.”

Ling Xiao nodded, and then gave Yun Ya a detailed list.

"Tsk, tsk, although the things on your list are not too expensive, they are very complicated. I'm afraid others can't find them, but this is what our Tianlong Trading Company does, so there is absolutely no problem."

Yun Ya was amazed by the items on the list. She even wished she could see what Ling Xiao's so-called assembly line mechanism looked like right away.

"Thank you very much. Next, I will be in seclusion to refine elixirs. Yunya, please help me turn away guests. No matter who comes, they will not be seen."

Ling Xiao stood up and said.

"No problem, it's just that the owner of Bibo Island came to negotiate with Her Highness Yue Nu, but was kicked away. I'm afraid he will come back."

Yunya frowned.

"It doesn't matter. Bibo Island has been abandoned. No matter how many people come now, it's meaningless. I only care about whether the elixir can be refined. I'll take my leave."

Ling Xiao returned to his room, created a small formation to isolate the space, and then began to make alchemy.

He didn't want to stay for a moment.

Because he had seen too many powerful forces in Sin City. If he were just one person, he would never be able to fight against these forces.

The overall strength of the Celestial Empire must be improved.

This is urgent.

…

Bibo Island, thousands of miles of waves, thousands of miles of sea.

This is a place with pleasant scenery and a very suitable place for practice.

The Bibo Island sect, which has a history of more than two hundred years, is now in a gloomy state. Under this beautiful scenery, everyone has no intention to practice, let alone enjoy the scenery.

Mo Cong, the young island master of Bibo Island, stood on the cliff, with four people in aqua-blue robes behind him.

His face was livid and full of anger.

The deputy island owner, Shi Popo, was killed, the deputy island owner, Seng Li, was killed, and even his father Mochou was injured by Yue Nu.

Among the elites who went to Sin City, except for his father who was still alive, all the others died.

This encounter completely reduced Bibo Island to a low-ranking sect.

Pirates who never dared to come to Bibo Island to provoke before are now coming to harass them frequently.

Make him very annoyed.

What he couldn't accept the most was that the person who caused this situation was not an expert, but a mere Ling Xiao!

A mere human who climbed up from the bottom of Tianlong Continent!

"I promised that as long as you can help me kill Ling Xiao, Bibo Island will join the Water Temple in the future!"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Cong looked back at the four humans in aqua blue robes.

"Haha, the young island master is indeed wise. In this case, Bibo Island will be temporarily taken care of by our Water Temple. I believe that no more pirates will dare to act arrogantly. But will your father agree?"

One of them in aqua blue robe said with a smile.

Even though Bibo Island is already a dead camel, as long as the owner of Bibo Island, Mochou, doesn't die, Bibo Island will not completely collapse.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Because of this, the Water Temple sent experts to discuss with Mochou the surrender of Bibo Island.

"Don't worry, before my father left, he left all matters concerning Bibo Island to me to handle. This is what he meant."

Although Mo Cong felt depressed and useless at this time, he had to do this.

Because this is the only way to survive on Bibo Island.

"Just wait, as long as I get the Imperial Seal, whether it's the Water Temple who took advantage of the situation or Ling Xiao, they will all die!"

Mo Cong's heart was obviously more eager to obtain the imperial seal than to kill Ling Xiao.

Of course, his father Mochou also meant the same thing.

Now, there is only one way they can go.

If he couldn't get the imperial seal, he would have no choice but to surrender to the Water Temple. Although he was dependent on others, he could at least find a backer.

…

It was another busy day, and the smell of blood was spreading throughout Sin City.

Sin City is the most dangerous place now.

The warriors who come here will not only be unable to go out again, but they may all be killed.

But there are still warriors arriving one after another.

It seems that death is no threat to them.

The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.

A shabby-looking ship docked at the harbor of Sin City.

Then, a group of weirdos wearing prison uniforms, bronze masks, and their hands and feet tied with chains came out of the boat.

At the end of the chain is a huge iron lock.

When these weirdos came over, the iron locks dragged on the ground, creating a deep pit a foot or two deep.

They look like they are going very slowly, but they are actually very fast.

Outside the gate of Zuicheng, there are many people camping here. They all come to pass on the national jade seal.

There is no organization, but the purpose of these people is the same. Sin City is only allowed to enter, but not leave.

At this time, they had discovered the group of weirdos not far away.

Their expressions became tense, and the weapons in their hands flashed out.

The people guarding here are all masters, and there are even those in the Yin and Yang realm.

So no matter who comes, they will not be afraid.

However, those weirdos were getting faster and faster.

Under the strange bronze mask, no expression could be seen clearly, only a pair of scarlet eyes that made people a little scared.

Some warriors involuntarily made way for them.

Anyway, as long as these guys don't come out after going in, they'll be fine. It's better to have one less thing than one more thing now.

Some warriors who are not very strong actually want the city to be in chaos, and the more chaos the better. In that case, they will have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Everyone is willing to reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

However, when those weirdos got closer, something terrible happened.

"kill!"

The weird man made an unpleasant cry, as if the vocal cords in his throat had been damaged.

At that moment, dozens of chains flew up, and the huge iron lock hit the body of the gatekeeper warrior hard.

Those warriors were smashed into pulp in an instant.

"Stop, if you want to go to the city, go to the city, why do you need to start a killing spree here!"

The Yin-Yang Realm warrior guarding the city gate finally stood up, although he was only the most insignificant one among the Yin-Yang Realm.

But such cultivation means power.

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