Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

Above the Sea of ​​Clouds Square.

The battle between two bloods that has lasted for more than ten years has gradually become more intense.

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo and Ji Yuan Lao Dao joined forces to fight against the Xue Sanren. They were originally defeated, but with the help of the blood sword that was almost a spiritual treasure, they gradually regained their disadvantage.

Zheng!

The sword slashed under the light, transforming into thousands of shapes. Among countless figures, a sword hit the main body.

The Xue Sanren's body was directly split into two halves.

But in an instant, they became one again.

Seeing this scene, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's face darkened.

"Blood Sea Demonic Body!"

"Unexpectedly, you, a member of the outer sect, not only refined the Blood God Son of the Nascent Soul Stage, but also cultivated the immortal Blood Sea Demonic Body!"

The Xuesan man looked a little pale, and looked at the bloody sword in the opponent's hand with great fear.

With his abilities at his peak and being protected by the Four Blood God Sons, he was not afraid even of the great monks of the Upper Yuan Dynasty.

But this sword!

Taking a deep breath, he shook his long whip and made a crackling sound in the air.

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo glanced at it and sneered: "The blood-kissing magic whip refined by our sect's method has the characteristics of sucking blood and transforming into qi, but after all, the main materials are too inferior and the refining time is too short. It is nothing more than an inferior treasure. How can it be the opponent of this god-killing blood sword?"

If Diaosou, Luo Chen and others were to know his evaluation, they would definitely not accept it.

This magic whip was forcibly refined from three kinds of creatures.

They are the body of the fifth-level withered blood vine, the inner elixir of the fourth-level soul-locking ghost crow, and a desolate beast, Oki, which contains some traces of true dragon blood.

Covering three aspects: psychic spirits, monsters, and wild beasts.

It took countless manpower and material resources from the Ten Thousand Immortals Society to be refined.

But in the mouth of Blood Nightmare Demon Luo, it was so unbearable.

In this regard, Xue Sanren did not refute.

The quality of the other two main materials is not bad, but the wild beast Ouki contributed by Diaosou is too weak.

It is said that it was captured from a pseudo-alchemist who wanted to join the Ten Thousand Immortals Association. How powerful can a desolate beast that a pseudo-alchemist can master be?

Therefore, the three main materials cannot form a stable pattern during refining, which creates a deviation between the power and imagination.

but!

"Even if it's a bad treasure, it's more than enough to defeat you!"

The Xue Sanren faced backwards and twisted his palms!

The next moment, the Blood God Son, who was fighting Fairy Fei Leng, was hit by the opponent's move. Regardless of his injury, he flew towards the Xue Sanren.

Seeing this scene, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's expression changed slightly.

"Stop him, he wants to merge gods and demons!"

The Blood Sea lineage of Yuan Mo Sect has many powerful methods.

The most famous one is the combination of a strong man who has cultivated the Blood Sea Demonic Body and the Blood God Son who has been sacrificed to his own mind. When the two are superimposed, the power is doubled!

In the past, the reason why the Xue San people could travel across the North Sea without any scruples, and even faced the late-stage great monks at the mid-Nascent Soul stage without any fear, was because at his peak, he had four Blood God Sons in the Nascent Soul stage to protect his body. .

When one head is combined, the power is doubled. If the four-headed blood god sons merge with gods and demons at the same time, the change in their strength will be earth-shaking!

Nowadays, although the Xuesan people have lost the three-headed Blood God Son, the three people on the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's side are not as good as him. They only gained a slight advantage by relying on the difference in numbers and the pseudo-spiritual treasure of the God-Slaying Blood Sword.

I really want him to merge with gods and demons...

"It's too late!"

With a low drink, Xue Sanren's whole body was shaken, and the rich blood glowed.

With his beard and hair flying, his eyes looked violently at the enemies surrounding him from three directions.

The old Taoist from Penglai, the young woman from Furnace, and the remnants of the Yuan Demon!

There is no time to spare.

He smiled ferociously and whipped out!

Snapped!

The void trembled, and at this moment, there seemed to be crows crowing and evil dragons roaring.

The blood sword was sharp, and with one slash in the air, it suddenly cut off the blood-kissed demonic whip, but it could not cut off the weird roar.

Instantly.

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo fell onto the square as if he had been hit hard, making a heavy echoing sound.

boom! boom!

Xue Sanren used two palms in succession to blast away the old Taoist Jiyuan and Fairy Fei Leng in an unparalleled manner. Then he lowered his head and looked at the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo lying on the square.

Many resentful ghosts appeared strangely on the other party's body and began to gnaw at his body.

Although a large amount of blood light counterattacked, trying to suppress these resentful ghosts drawn out by the Blood Kiss Demonic Whip, it was so unbearable.

Seeing this scene, the Xue Sanren who were about to pursue him were stunned.

"The resentful soul bites back, the demonic energy reverses..."

He seemed to have thought of something and burst out laughing.

"Haha, I think the rules of the Holy Land are like heaven? There is such a rebellious person who tries to unify the three veins and violates the ancestral precepts."

After laughing, his face turned cold.

"I accept the power of the Blood Sea Ancestor!"

Then, he swooped down and landed on the top of Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's head.

A tyrannical force, which the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo could not control, was drawn out and converged on the Xue Sanren.

Next to them, Old Taoist Jiyuan and Fairy Fei Leng watched this scene in awe, timidly moving forward.

Not far away, a group of powerful men watched silently, not daring to disturb him in the slightest.

Suddenly!

The Xue Sanren looked up at the sky.

In the fourteenth palace of Ming Zhao, suddenly there was a dim light.

Buzz…

Amidst the dull sound, a palace door slowly opened.

Then, a graceful figure stepped out.

The figure was condescending, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, looking playfully at the faces of all living beings below.

First, he saw Xue Sanren, an old acquaintance, and then his eyes were fixed on Fairy Fei Leng.

The latter trembled all over and lowered his head subconsciously.

"It turns out that my good sister is here too..."

Yue Sanren's joking voice gradually became lower, his brows furrowed slightly, and he subconsciously looked towards the Alchemy Palace, which was closest to the Nu Palace.

There, there was a frightening and inexplicable force that actually broke through the suppression of the hall and slowly expanded outwards.

This power cannot be noticed by others.

Only she, who also accepted the complete slave path inheritance from the Heavenly Refining Demon Lord, could sense a little bit.

"Is it the tripod that the weapon spirit said is stronger than the Ten Thousand Beasts Map?"

…

In the Alchemy Palace.

Time seemed to have stood still.

Blood beads suspended in the void.

The lumps of minced meat spread out evenly.

Pieces of broken bones were scattered in all directions.

As time passed, Tianxuan, who was filled with deathly silence, gradually realized that something was wrong.

"Master, it seems he's not dead yet?"

The Black King, who was immersed in grief and relief, was stunned.

"How could it be possible? It's obvious that the slave marks on my soul have been released on my own initiative."

For monks and spiritual pets, unless they sign a life-and-death contract, if one party dies, the other party will automatically release the contract restrictions.

It was precisely because of this that Tianxuan came to the conclusion that Luo Chen had fallen.

But now!

Tianxuan was a little hesitant, recalling the days and nights of sparring with Luo Chen in her mind.

Just now, I just lost the sense of the master, but the other person's breath is still lingering, as if the physically powerful man is still breathing in my ear.

No!

Not breathing!

It's a heartbeat!

boom! boom! boom!

Among the countless pieces of minced meat, a bright red heart was beating vigorously.

Amid the scalp-numbing heartbeat, visions suddenly emerged.

Blood beads began to gather, minced meat was sprouting, and pieces of bone were squirming and trying to close together.

"Could it be that?" Black King's eyes twitched, and he vaguely thought of something from the inherited memory.

It was a legend about an ancient wild beast that was immortal and reborn with its blood.

Uh-huh!

A huge banana fan spread out from Tianxuan's hand and blocked the Black King.

Seeing this, Hei Wang was furious, "Tianxuan, what are you going to do?"

Tianxuan turned back coldly, "It's not what I want to do, it's what you are thinking!"

"me……"

The Black King's voice was staccato, and a look of human shame appeared on the ferocious dragon's face.

Tianxuan looked at him coldly, her tone getting tougher.

"My master has treated me well, and he has treated you even more generously. He has given you the emperor's ointment, demonic beast bone and flesh elixirs, magical elixirs, and even helped you start your inheritance. He also rewarded you with the body of the cliff snake that failed to advance to the Nascent Soul. "

"Even though our slave mark and his have disappeared now, he is still our master!"

"Those little thoughts of yours, I advise you not to fight anymore."

The Black King was angry, "Don't slander anyone. I, the Black King, am loyal to my master!"

"You still know that your name is Black King! Even this name was given to you by the master." Tianxuan held the Nine Wind Banana Fan, with all the magic power showing signs of being released, "I will tell you, unless you kill Come on, or I won't let you get close to the master!"

The Black King was angry and ashamed.

He was angry that his companions looked down upon him, and he was ashamed that he had indeed betrayed his master's ideas for a moment.

When he was about to explain, his pupils narrowed.

Tianxuan also noticed the change.

Behind them, in the main hall, those flesh and bones were trying to close and reorganize.

but!

But it was extremely difficult.

Suddenly.

A surging force began to emerge from the broken flesh and bones.

It was a bloody power.

Although it is a strange blood color, there is no evil or perverse aura, as if it comes from the power of the origin of life.

Because of this bloody power, it gradually enveloped all flesh and blood.

In an instant, the closing speed suddenly accelerated!

Not only that.

During this process, a weak golden flame bloomed subconsciously, slowly burning every newly formed body part.

Because of such burning, the new pieces of flesh not only did not turn black, but instead became faintly light and dusty.

However, the golden flame was too weak after all.

With a little burning, the golden flame became weaker and weaker, finally revealing a trembling green fire tree.

When the golden flame was about to be completely extinguished, the green fire tree moved slightly, and countless branches covered a golden light spot, swallowing it directly.

"nirvana!"

A familiar voice sounded in the hearts of the two demons, and even rumbled in the hall.

Countless flesh and bones suddenly merged into one following this command.

As the blood filled the air, a naked and strong figure gradually appeared in the hall.

at the same time.

The big cauldron that was extremely close seemed to sense something and began to tremble.

Luo Chen, who had completed physical nirvana, was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes tightly closed and he still didn't open them.

A violent force that was suppressed to the extreme was about to stir in his body.

suddenly!

The big cauldron levitated from the ground and shot straight to the dome!

It looked like he was trying to stay away from Luo Chen, who was exuding a powerful aura at the moment.

It is the legacy of the battle between Demon Lord Liantian and Lord Qixia Yuan!

Luo Chen used Qixia Yuanjun's skills to complete physical nirvana in front of the Heavenly Refining Cauldron. How could the remaining consciousness of the weapon spirit tolerate all this.

Even if it ignores the Demon Lord's inheritance, it cannot let Luo Chen get him.

However, in this way, the power that sealed the gray light was dispersed.

There was a loud bang.

The Refining Heaven Cauldron broke out of the hall and rushed towards the sky.

Outside.

Yue Sanren was the first to move, and a white jade plate emerged from her hand and covered the black cauldron.

In Yunhai Square, Fei Yunzi's face was delighted.

"It's a spiritual treasure!"

Without thinking, he flew towards the Refining Heaven Cauldron while offering a net-shaped magic weapon to try to collect the black cauldron.

The rest of the people, except Xue Sanren who was devouring the power of Xue Yan Mo Luo, also started to move.

However!

"No!"

Yue Sanren's face changed slightly, and the warning sound of the spirit of the spiritual treasure Wanshoutu came from her mind.

She subconsciously retreated.

She even abandoned the white jade plate.

The others reacted a little slower.

There was a shocking explosion!

Bang!

Under the eyes of the public, above the fourteenth palace of Mingzhao.

The broken black cauldron exploded!

The Liantian Cauldron, which was once a magical treasure that could reach the sky, still showed its unparalleled power when it was broken, even if it was broken and no one was activating it.

The powerful explosion formed an unparalleled storm of vitality, sweeping Ming Zhaotian!

"I can't protect you anymore." The black-robed Yuanying murmured, retreating madly, no longer caring about the Lord of Moyun Cave.

Let him be annihilated into dust in the storm.

Haijiao Tianmu looked panicked, not only offering a large tortoise shell shield, but also manifesting her true body to forcibly resist the terrifying storm.

Feiyunzi rushed the fastest and suffered the greatest blow. The net bag magic weapon was not only broken in an instant, but also flew towards him with countless fragments.

His eyes were extremely crazy, and he opened his mouth and spit out a round bead to cover himself.

But the round bead was also broken into pieces in the storm.

"This is a treasure that I finally got from the world of instruments. It is comparable to a spiritual treasure!"

In addition to endless heartache, he kept releasing the treasures he had accumulated over the years to try to resist this terrifying storm.

On the square.

Xue Sanren frowned and had to forcibly interrupt his actions.

Under him, the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo, who had a respite, held the Blood Sword of God Slayer in one hand.

"Get out of here!"

Then, he released all the remaining power of the Blood Sea Ancestor.

The other two also made their own moves.

Fairy Fei Leng unfolded a painting, a portrait of a woman's profile.

The old Taoist Jiyuan used the treasure he took out from the sect during this trip to defend himself.

In short, in front of the terrifying storm formed by the explosion of the spiritual treasure, everyone tried their best to protect themselves.

And in the Dan Palace under the black tripod at the center of the explosion.

One after another, the formations were spontaneously activated, and layers of spiritual light enveloped them.

But under the storm, these palace-protecting formations were also broken layer by layer.

In the endless waves, Tianxuan tried her best to fan the Nine Wind Banana Fan, trying to circle a safe place for Luo Chen.

But under the vast power, such actions seemed futile.

At this moment.

A black shadow moved behind him.

"Black King, what are you doing!" Tianxuan was furious, watching the Black King rushing towards Luo Chen.

The other party ignored her attempts to stop him, and actually opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Luo Chen, who had finally reassembled his body, in one gulp, and even swept Tianxuan to the corner of the pillars of the hall with his tail.

Then, the Black King looked up at the sky and roared angrily.

However, the dragon roar that once shook the earth was silent under the rumbling storm.

After a long time.

The storm gradually died down.

Of the fourteen palaces of Mingzhao, only thirteen palaces remained, hanging high in the sky like stars.

The Dan Palace, which had previously radiated brilliant light, was now in ruins, with tall purple jade beams and pillars collapsed, and precious rubble floating like fine sand above the vast sea of ​​clouds, falling down with a slight breeze.

Crack!

Footsteps were heard.

In the corner of the ruined palace, Tianxuan, who had transformed into her true form, lay there, with messy green feathers covered in horrible blood.

She was extremely weak and forced to open her eyes, and a figure was reflected in her eyes.

"Master... Master?"

"Yes."

With a soft "Yes", Luo Chen took the Xuanchen Armor from her hand and put it on, then turned back to look at the poor black dragon curled up on the ground.

The huge body that was once nearly a hundred feet long was now only one tenth of it.

A demon pill was emitting a faint glow in the looming hole in the flesh.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Luo Chen pinched a spiritual spell and put the seriously injured Tianxuan and the Black King, whose life or death was unknown, into the spirit beast bag.

Then he looked up at the sky with calm eyes.

There was a gray light there, quietly wandering in the clouds.

Another stumbling figure went upstream and rushed towards the gray light.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Luo Chen stomped the floor of the hall.

Instantly, a bang sounded!

The Dan Palace, which was already crumbling, collapsed under this stomp.

But Luo Chen's figure, who was the last to arrive, crossed a distance of hundreds of feet and placed himself in front of the gray light sealed by the spirit of the Liantian Ding.

Turning around, punching!

Breaking the mountain style!

With just one punch, the comer flew back at a faster speed.

Luo Chen's eyes were cold and fierce, and he stared at the gray light in front of him quietly.

"This belongs to me!"