Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

One, two, three, four!

In the twentieth year of the opening of the Land of Fallen Demons, the fourth palace of the fourteen palaces of Mingzhao quietly lit up.

Why is it "quietly"?

Because the light of this palace is slightly dim compared to the other three palaces.

It is the [Dark Palace] that is far away from the Light Palace.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of two people on the Yunhai Square, almost no one would have noticed the opening of the Dark Palace.

Two figures, standing firmly, one of them launched an attack without hesitation, treating the existence of the people around him as nothing.

The blood-colored streak condensed to the extreme, accompanied by the majestic sword energy, slashed down.

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded, forcing the other person back hundreds of feet away.

Seeing that the burly man with a blood blade was about to pursue the victory, the opponent immediately shouted: "Xue Sanren, do you really want to fight to the death? The inheritance of the dark world has been taken away, why should we fight to the death here?"

Under the sharp light of the knife, the burly man revealed his true appearance.

His expression was resolute, and his beard was knotted.

His blood robe fluttered, and he was domineering and arrogant!

And the long sword in his hand, which was like a Miao Dao, instantly made everyone around him recognize his identity.

The divine blood blade!

Xue Sanren!

One of the three great Sanren in the North Sea Xiuxian world!

It is said that this person is everywhere in the North Sea, and he can be said to be a child's cry.

When everyone knew the identity of the visitor, they understood why the other party was so strong.

Xue Sanren has the qualifications!

The other person, although also wearing a blood-colored Taoist robe, his sluggish momentum is much worse.

At this moment, Xue Sanren looked up at the sky, looking at the palace building that was slowly emitting light.

Seeing his action, Xue Yan Mo Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You and I have been fighting for more than ten years, and there is no one better. The inheritance of the dark world has now been taken away. If we continue to fight like this, it will only be a case of the snipe and the clam fighting for the fisherman's benefit."

When he said this, his eyes swept to the group of people behind Xue Sanren.

In response.

"You die or I die?"

Xue Sanren slowly retracted his eyes and uttered a mocking word.

"No one better?"

With each word, Xue Yan Mo Luo's face became more and more ugly.

Xue Sanren snorted coldly, "You have been struggling for more than ten years with the power left by your Yuan Mo Sect's Blood Sea Ancestor, and you really think you are the same as me. How long can you hold on from now on?"

"You!"

Xue Yan Mo Luo's face flushed, and he said hatefully, "Aren't you coveting this power?"

Xue Sanren nodded, not disguising it at all.

"Yes, I want that power to help me achieve great magic skills and step into the realm of a great cultivator. Unlike you, you obviously have tremendous power, but you cultivate it in a weird and inexplicable way."

Before Xue Yan Mo Luo refuted, he looked behind him grimly.

"Besides, if I kill you, how can these villains like them be the ones who benefit?"

Under his extremely aggressive and domineering gaze, those who were swept by him subconsciously took a step back.

Some weak people like Mo Yun Cave Master were even more frightened, with many illusions of corpses and blood in their minds.

"It's the bloody evil!"

A low shout awakened the cave master Mo Yun.

When they met again, the Yuanying Zhenren, who was covered in black robes, had protected him behind.

"Thank you, senior!"

Although he didn't know why the other party would protect him, the cave master Mo Yun still thanked him sincerely.

The black robe Zhenren didn't reply. At this moment, he was facing a great enemy.

In mid-air, Xue Sanren glanced at him and sneered: "Neither human nor ghost, a puppet body, but he is quite capable."

The black robe Zhenren nodded and took the cave master Mo Yun back a few steps.

"Xue Sanren, please!"

The implication was that he would not participate in their dispute.

At the same time, the others also expressed their opinions.

Haijiao Tianmu was the most vigilant!

This place is full of strong human beings, and she is the only one from the demon race.

What if everyone wanted to kill her first...

Under this concern, let alone the mantis stalking the cicada, the oriole was behind, she first thought about preserving herself, and naturally could not participate in the double "blood" battle.

"I only regret that Long Zong and Liu Jun are not here, otherwise how could I be in such a dangerous situation!"

Fei Yunzi's eyes flickered, and he was faintly ready to move.

His sight wandered between Xue Sanren and Xue Yan Mo Luo for a while, and then fell on the black robe Zhenren, but finally placed it on the jade buildings above the nine heavens.

He had no interest in these meaningless battles.

For a while, there were only two people left in the field who did not avoid Xue Sanren's eyes.

"Look at you two, you don't know how to live or die?"

Fairy Fei Leng's face was cold, "Sorry, before we came in, the three of us had an agreement to advance and retreat together."

Old Taoist Jiyuan smiled bitterly, "Sanren, why bother to fight with each other? Why not stop fighting and make peace, let's wait for Mingzhao Fourteen Palaces to open and take the benefits from those who have inherited?"

Faced with these words, Xue Sanren smiled grimly.

"Those things have nothing to do with me, I just want the power left by the Blood Sea Ancestor!"

"You three, come together!"

"What is this Sanren afraid of!"

When he said this, the blood light on his body was thick and soared into the sky, and a figure walked out of him.

The man had a sinister face and narrow eyes.

Clearly his appearance was completely different from the burly and majestic Xue Sanren, but the two stood together, one in front and one behind, and their overall temperament was almost the same.

When this person appeared, Fairy Fei Leng whispered: "Elder Yan!"

"No, that's not Elder Yan, that's the Son of Blood God refined by the Xuesan people!" Blood Nightmare Demon Luo shouted, revealing the identity of the person, and quickly explained: "The Xuesan people have refined the blood of four Nascent Soul stages in total! One of the Sons of God was destroyed by the monster from the dark world, one of the Sons of Blood died together with my 108 Sons of Blood God of Tiangang Earth Demon, the other one died under my sword, and now this is the only one left."

After hearing the news, everyone in Yunhai Square was shocked.

He was shocked by the strength of the Xuesan people. With the realm of the middle stage of Yuanying, he refined four blood god sons of the same level. No wonder he is said to be comparable to the great monks of the late stage of Yuanying.

I was also curious about what method Blood Nightmare Demon Luo used to kill off both of his Blood God Sons, and still managed to survive until now.

No matter how you look at it, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Could it be that he is relying on what Xue San calls "the power left behind by the Blood Sea Ancestor"?

Faced with everyone's gaze, Xue Sanren was happy and not afraid.

This time, he didn't talk nonsense and just took action.

Holding the Shengang Blood Blade, he headed straight towards the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo.

Behind him, the Blood God Son, who was suspected to be the transformation of Elder Yan of the Yuan Mo Sect, stood alone in front of Fairy Fei Leng and Ji Yuan.

"Junior sister, be careful. The Blood God Son refined by the Xue San people uses the techniques of the Blood Sea lineage of the Yuan Mo Sect, which are the most crazy and cruel." A whisk appeared in Jiyuan's hand, surrounded by flying swords.

Fairy Fei Leng looked calm.

"I know better than you, and you don't need to remind me. You should think about how to help the blood nightmare. If he dies, my sister will come out later, but no one will help you."

As soon as these words came out, Old Taoist Jiyuan's expression suddenly changed.

Judging from the current situation, Blood Nightmare Demon's abilities indeed exceeded their expectations.

Having really gained the power left over from the ancestor of the sect, he can face the powerful mid-stage Nascent Soul, and maybe even use that power to fight against the great monks at his peak.

If you want to survive, you really have to...

Taking a deep breath, Old Taoist Jiyuan urged: "Let's take action together first to destroy this Blood God Son!"

"good!"

Without thinking, the two of them launched their magic weapon killing moves.

In the square, the sea of ​​clouds was billowing, indicating that the battle between the two bloods had begun again.

But overall, the Blood San people have the upper hand!

The majestic sword light was unparalleled in length and breadth, crushing the Blood Nightmare Demon from head to tail.

As he said, the other party is just borrowing the ancestor's power, after all, it is not his own power.

In the ten years of fighting in the dark world, the Xuesan people relied on their own three-headed blood god sons to constantly weaken the opponent's strength, and now they have reached the point where they can defeat them in one battle.

Seeing that he could no longer hold on, the Sea of ​​Clouds Square seemed wide, but there was nothing blocking his sight. Blood Nightmare Demon Luo began to call for help.

"What are you still doing there, come and help me quickly!"

Old Taoist Jiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Junior sister, come and stop the Blood God Son, and I will help him!"

After saying that, no matter what Fairy Fei Leng's attitude was, she brushed the dust and white threads flew all over the sky, temporarily trapping the Blood God Son, and then rushed forward to support the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo.

Seeing this scene, Fairy Fei Leng bit her lip, with pain flashing in her eyes.

That's it again!

The people of Penglai Immortal Sect are always like this.

That was the case then, and it is still the case now.

boom!

After a brief exchange, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo vomited blood and flew out upside down.

The Xue San people were about to pursue them, but Jiyuan Lao Dao had already intercepted them halfway.

call out!

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo fell to the ground, looking ferocious.

"Jiyuan, buy me some time until I can communicate with the sword spirit!"

As he finished speaking, a bloody sword appeared in his hand.

It's the God-Slaying Blood Sword!

But what Blood Nightmare Demon Luo calls communication is not that simple.

He pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

A drop of gold and red blood slowly flew out.

Essence and blood?

No!

This is the soul blood stained with the monk’s soul!

The soul blood floated out, and Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's face turned pale, but he couldn't care less. He held the soul blood in one hand and wiped it on the God-Slaying Blood Sword.

Then, in an instant, hundreds of magic formulas were pinched.

Finally, a sudden meal!

"Edict!"

After saying this, the trembling God-Slaying Blood Sword suddenly became obedient.

At this moment, the old Taoist Ji Yuan who was blocking the Xue San people was directly bombarded not far from the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo.

High in the sky, a burly man with disheveled hair looked down at them.

"Struggle to the death, fight stubbornly!"

"Really?" Blood Nightmare Demon Luo looked ferocious and pointed his finger, "Go!"

The God-Slaying Blood Sword turned into a streak of blood and galloped away.

Facing this sword, Xue Sanren looked a little more solemn, but his eyes were still confident.

The long knife in his hand was slashed vertically.

The light of the sword criss-crossed like a horse, constantly competing with the God-Slaying Blood Sword.

clang!

clang!

clang!

In just a dozen breaths and one sword strike, they had already fought hundreds of times.

When the two of them stepped back twice, Xue Sanren lowered his head and looked at the long knife in front of him, and dense gaps appeared on the blade.

The legendary weapon of Beihai, the Divine Gang Blood Blade, was completely defeated in this battle!

"Is it that sword again?"

He murmured and held his right hand in the air.

Uh-huh!

Suddenly, a long whip exploded in the void.

The long whip dances like a snake, like a python, like a vine, like a dragon!

Faintly, the sound of soul-robbing crows could be heard filling the sky.

"The Blood Kiss Whip is a real weapon I made to gain the power of the Blood Sea Ancestor. This time I want to see if I can restrain this sword."

Thoughts flashed in his mind, and Xue Sanren was whipped.

Snapped!

The void trembled, and a whip turned into two shadows, whipping towards the two of them.

Facing this whip, Old Taoist Jiyuan's expression changed drastically.

The white silk whisks transformed into a giant cocoon.

Snapped!

A whip!

With just a whip, the big white cocoon was pulled hundreds of feet away, and exploded in the void. Silk wadding was flying, and Jiyuan Lao Dao vomited blood, and his eyes were filled with thoughts.

On the other side, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo tried his best to control the God-Slaying Blood Sword and slashed at the long whip itself.

boom!

The long whip and the bloody sword were handed over, the magic power surged, and the boundless storm was stirred up.

"Haha, the time for your real weapon sacrifice is too short, and you can't do anything to me after all."

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo laughed loudly.

Xue Sanren's face darkened slightly, he held the handle of the whip and snorted coldly: "It just wastes a little more time."

time.

Yes, time is the most important thing for everyone.

Just like Luo Chen.

…

Inside the Alchemy Palace.

At this moment, Luo Chen fell into the biggest life and death crisis in history!

Two extremely high-level original flames were engaged in an extreme battle, using his body as the battlefield.

After thousands of years of fighting, the strength of the two has long been exhausted, leaving only a tiny bit of their origin.

But they are too high-level to stand up to them!

Even if there is only a little bit of strength left, it is definitely not something Luo Chen can contend with.

After the spirit of the Heaven Refining Cauldron passed away, there was no one left to suppress them.

And because the magic power cultivated in the "Tianhuang Nirvana Sutra" is in the same line as the Nirvana Holy Fire, the Nirvana Holy Fire, which has been dormant for many years, once again started a war.

Luo Chen was helpless about all this.

He could only watch helplessly as the two flames fought crazily inside his body, destroying his body crazily.

"No!"

"I will never allow it!"

The hoarse shouts stirred in Luo Chen's soul.

The magic power has been mobilized by the Nirvana Holy Fire, but he also has another power.

Source power!

"Convergence of Ten Thousand Daos" started to operate, and a stream of source power rose from all directions in the body, completely wrapping his body.

This "battlefield" must not collapse!

In the short battle, Jiu Lian Feng Huo gradually began to fall behind.

It is, after all, a sourceless fire.

But the Holy Fire of Nirvana is assisted by Luo Chen's magical power.

At this point, the situation has changed and it is not time for it to gain the upper hand.

Realizing this, Jiu Lian Feng Huo couldn't hold back anymore.

When it entered the sea of ​​air again, it rushed towards the lonely white pill with determination.

The second Yuan Dan!

"No!!!"

After sensing all this, Luo Chen looked horrified.

The next moment, the white pill was shrouded in nine-color brilliance, and began to expand and grow, and its magic power shrank and shrank...

Then.

boom!

The second Yuan Dan exploded!

The terrifying magic power poured out instantly like a river bursting its banks.

At this moment, the sea of ​​tenacity that Luo Chen was once so proud of exploded in an instant!

The mana boiling like a wave, like a wild horse, washed away from all parts of Luo Chen's body with the collapsed sea of ​​​​qi as the center.

His body began to disintegrate!