Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

"Lian Tian Ding!"

A cry of surprise resounded in Yue Sanren's ears.

Yue Sanren, who was about to kill the old Taoist Ji Yuan with one finger and slowly retracted his white jade hand, was stunned for a moment.

"Turing, what are you talking about?"

The spirit of the Ten Thousand Beasts Picture paused, "You are wrong, that Ding is just similar to the Lian Tian Ding, the grade and power are too different."

Yue Sanren breathed a sigh of relief.

She said that, she had just seen the Lian Tian Ding explode above the sea of ​​clouds not long ago, how could there be a second Ding.

However!

The big Ding that appeared above the head of Qingyang Demon Lord must not be too weak to make the spirit of the Ten Thousand Beasts Picture admit its mistake in a trance.

For a moment, she also wanted to pay close attention to the battle situation over there.

"Little sister, stop! Taoist Jiyuan is dead, and Xueyan Moluo will not last more than a cup of tea under Xue Sanren. Your alliance has been broken. Although the Yuanmo Sect is gone and Penglai Xianzong can't go back, I have established a Wanxian Society. Come back with me, and I will protect you."

Holding the scroll, the fairy Fei Leng, surrounded by layers of beast shadows, fell into silence.

Seeing her like this, Yue Sanren shook his head and carefully removed the Wanshou Picture.

This spiritual treasure is powerful, but the consumption of mana is too strong. With her current state of entering the late Yuanying, it is still very difficult to force it.

Yes, the late Yuanying!

No one in the world would have thought that among the three great Sanren in Beihai, Yue Sanren, the relatively weakest, had already quietly advanced to the late Yuanying and became a veritable great cultivator!

In comparison, the late Nascent Soul Crazy Sanren had already gone mad, and the domineering and arrogant Blood Sanren lost three Blood Godsons during this trip, and no longer had the power to compete with the great cultivator.

She, Yue Sanren, became the strongest cultivator in the North Sea!

And this is also the main reason why she was able to quickly kill the old Taoist Jiyuan and capture Fairy Fei Leng alive.

The power of the great cultivator is unmatched by the same level!

But even so, the magic treasure's pressure on the Nascent Soul cultivator's mana is still unexpected.

Seeing that Fairy Fei Leng no longer resisted, her sister stopped attacking and looked up at the battlefield where Luo Chen was.

Just one glance, and then she exclaimed.

"This tripod actually has the power to restrain the cultivator's Nascent Soul from moving in the void?"

In sight.

The gray little tripod suddenly bloomed with colorful brilliance, like exquisite silk spreading all over the world.

Feiyunzi's Nascent Soul, holding the broken golden bell, kept moving around.

But no matter where he flew, there were colorful threads that caught him like chains.

Not only that, under the gray tripod, there were also bursts of green flames.

In the green flames, there were dots of golden light, which seemed gorgeous, but in fact, there were endless dangers under the beautiful appearance.

The Yuanying of the cultivators did not dare to touch it at all.

Under this heavy pressure, Fei Yunzi's range of movement became shorter and shorter, and he could not move the Yuanying that could escape thousands of miles.

There was only a loud laugh in the square.

The nine-zhang giant grasped the void, and countless colorful threads suddenly closed. Fei Yunzi's Yuanying was directly locked in the void, unable to move at all, and his little face was full of unbelievable dead silence.

Seeing this, Yue Sanren could not help but nod slightly.

"This gray tripod is indeed extraordinary. It looks like a top-grade magic weapon, but it is only one baptism of heaven and earth away from being a real weapon. If it really becomes a real weapon, I am afraid that when our Nascent Soul appears naked, we will have no power to fight back in front of it."

I don't know how such a treasure was refined?

The Ten Thousand Beasts Picture actually has similar effects.

But the Ten Thousand Beasts Picture is a spiritual treasure, and it is extremely difficult to activate.

If I get the gray tripod of Qingyang Demon Lord, and refine it a little...

For a moment, Yue Sanren's graceful eyes flashed a trace of greed.

Suddenly.

A whisper came from Yue Sanren's ear.

"Sister, that gray light involves the secret of Liantian Demon Lord's promotion to the fusion stage. Don't you want it?"

Swish!

Yue Sanren suddenly looked at Fairy Fei Leng.

"Really?"

Fairy Fei Leng met her gaze with a calm expression, "Although the painting in my hand is not a spiritual treasure, it has a painting spirit. It has been with the owner of this place day and night and knows some secrets. I will never lie to you."

Yue Sanren was still half-believing and half-doubting, but he did not ask Fairy Fei Leng for confirmation, but asked the spirit of the Ten Thousand Beasts Picture that he had just obtained.

Faced with her question, the spirit of the Ten Thousand Beasts Picture was a little evasive.

Yue Sanren was slightly angry, "Since you have recognized me as your master, how can you hide anything?"

Turing said in a deep voice: "Each hall has its own inheritance rules. If you want to get any inheritance, you must show the corresponding value and accept the corresponding assessment. The gray light is a treasure left by the old master to the inheritor of the Dan Hall. You shouldn't have any ideas about it."

"Hmph!"

Yue Sanren stopped asking.

From the other party's attitude, it has undoubtedly confirmed what his sister said.

Then what's next...

In a flash, Yue Sanren soared into the sky and headed straight for the gray light.

Layers of moonlight bloomed from her body, and everyone who saw it was ready to submit.

Luo Chen, who had just captured Fei Yunzi's Nascent Soul, saw this scene, and a hint of anger flashed between his brows.

That was the inheritance that he had finally obtained after going through so much hardship, even destroying his body.

Now everyone is eyeing it.

Is there still a king's law in this world?

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is naturally no king's law, and there are only rules set by the big sects within their own scope.

And this Land of Fallen Demons is a place that the big sects cannot cover.

But obviously, it is not easy for Yuesan people to conquer that gray light.

Without the help of the Ten Thousand Beasts Map, she cast several spells one after another and took out several different magic weapons to try to capture the gray light, but all failed.

Even those magic weapons that looked quite extraordinary at first glance were strangely annihilated after being exposed to gray light.

Not only that, the gray light spread, and there was a tendency to try to refine Yue Sanren.

For a moment, Yue Sanren looked embarrassed in the sky.

In the square, Fairy Fei Leng's eyes flashed.

Sister, I'm being held back.

Next, as long as he drags it until the teleportation array is activated, he may be able to escape from her control.

And the opportunity to start this is now!

Her eyes fell on the two suspended halls that were still lit with light.

Light Palace, Instrument Palace!

The light on it is looming, and it is obvious that the inheritor inside has reached the end of accepting the inheritance.

According to what Hua Ling said, Ming Zhaotian will send his master out of the world as soon as the inheritance mission is over.

And those monks who are in the Five Elements Heaven are lucky enough to find a stone house with a spiritual formation, and they will be teleported out at the same time.

Those who are unlucky may have to stay in this Demonic Land for the rest of their lives and be assimilated into the same existence as those alien beasts and spirits.

"It's just that you have to be quick!"

Fairy Feileng shouted in her heart.

She didn't like Yuan Mo Sect. Although Yuan Mo Sect was a blessed place for her to advance to the Yuanying realm, it was also the place of humiliation for her in the first half of her life.

She doesn't like the Penglai Immortal Sect. The people there are full of benevolence and righteousness, but at critical moments they are the most ruthless and unjust.

As for this sister, her desire for control is so strong that it almost makes her physically uncomfortable, and she doesn't like it even more!

"Now that I have given birth to a baby, I should live freely in the world and not be controlled by anyone from now on."

As she looked forward to it, the light in the two halls of light and darkness gradually reached its peak.

…

"Luo Chen, what's going on with you over there?"

"It doesn't matter to me. Even though I don't have any magic power, I can barely suppress Feiyunzi Nascent Soul."

Although it is enough, it is also extremely reluctant.

At least, Luo Chen could only watch helplessly as the Yue San people forcibly subdued the gray light in front of him.

And he was powerless.

In other words, even when he was in his prime, he did not dare to provoke old monsters like Yue Sanren.

"Where are you?"

"Although Haijiao Tianmu's realm is not bad, she is extremely bad at fighting. I'm not struggling."

Luo Chen followed the sound and looked.

Sure enough, just as Han Zhan said, he formed a crushing suppression on Haijiao Tianmu.

Seven strange puppets who came from nowhere, each holding a Seven Evil Sword, formed a Seven Evil Sword Formation and trapped Haijiao Tianmu in it.

Not only that, the Nascent Soul stage puppet controlled by Han Zhan himself also sat at the core of the sword formation, preventing the opponent from escaping.

Under Luo Chen's attention, he suddenly discovered that Han Zhan seemed to have some strength left.

"It seems that he has also gained great benefits in Ming Zhaotian!"

Luo Chen was thoughtful.

But the next moment, his mind was suddenly attracted to the sky.

Yuesanren suddenly turned around and unfolded the ancient picture that looked like an ink painting. A huge mouthpart like a mosquito was emerging from the ancient picture.

Yue Sanren is no longer graceful and elegant at this moment, only crazy.

She had to forcefully activate the spiritual treasure that had just been recognized as its owner and collect the gray light!

That mouth piece, which is the attack method of some kind of monster, can actually temporarily resist the refining intention of the gray light.

If this stalemate continues, I'm afraid...

"hateful!"

"I'm still too weak after all!"

Luo Chen was unwilling to give in and clenched his fist tightly.

Even if he defeated the enemy Fei Yunzi, he still couldn't stop the Yue San people from taking action.

In this way, the opportunity he got in Ming Zhaotian this time will be greatly reduced.

Not only was the Tongtian Lingbao not obtained, this inexplicable gray light would also change hands.

If we take into account the Five Spirit Dao Body that was gained and lost, the Second Yuan Dan that was destroyed, Tianxuan who was seriously injured, and the Black King who is still alive and dead...

Luo Chen's breath became thicker.

"How could you be distracted?"

A faint voice came from the Hunyuan Cauldron.

Luo Chen was startled and subconsciously activated the remaining mana in the golden elixir.

But, it's too late!

In the void, the three-inch Nascent Soul bound by the five-colored bolts raised the golden bell.

He spit out a burst of magic power on the golden bell with determination.

The golden bell, which was already full of cracks, suddenly expanded again, opening up the colorful rings.

Just listen to "Boom!"

Golden Bell!

Under Luo Chen's tearful eyes, it burst open.

The power of the real weapon's self-destruction formed a small storm, centered on Feiyunzi Nascent Soul and pushing it in all directions.

Luo Chen was the closest, as if he had been hit hard.

The huge body, driven by the storm, stumbled and kept retreating.

The natal magic weapon Hunyuan Cauldron was bombarded by air waves and kept spinning in the air, with faint cracks visible.

puff!

The magic weapon of his life was damaged, and Luo Chen's soul was in great pain, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

But the blood was instantly annihilated under the storm of the real weapon's self-destruction.

In the Sea of ​​Clouds Square, the Xue Sanren and Han Zhan, who were fighting, had to temporarily use their means to resist this impact.

The former were particularly dissatisfied.

"The dead bones in the grave can turn him upside down. This kid from Qingyang is really intolerable!"

But how did he know that this was the first time Luo Chen used the power of the Hunyuan Cauldron to capture the monk Nascent Soul, and after experiencing physical nirvana, his surging mana mysteriously disappeared, making it difficult for the Hunyuan Cauldron to activate.

Plus...

Of course, even if Xue Sanren knew this, he would only scold Luo Chen for his lack of experience in fighting.

Luo Chen was in no mood to distinguish at this moment.

He was shocked by Fei Yunzi's determination to self-destruct his real weapon, and angry at his own distraction and negligence.

"You are courting death!"

He shouted, and his figure suddenly stopped in the air.

The blood-colored source power on his body burst out, and under the endless flow, it condensed into a huge blood claw like an eagle's claw, going upstream and breaking through the air to grab.

Cloud-exploring claw!

This is his best move, plus the backlash caused by Fei Yunzi's self-destruction of the real weapon, and it is in the center of the storm.

At this moment, it is the end of the road.

The blood-colored claw, regardless of the impact of the storm, is not afraid of being scratched by the fragments of the golden bell, and goes straight into the eye of the storm, grabbing the three-inch little man with a face like gold paper.

The little man is still resisting stubbornly.

A sword ball madly emits sword energy, piercing countless holes in the blood-colored claw that has been grabbed.

But it was still... in vain!

Luo Chen laughed grimly, ignoring the severe pain, and forcibly grasped the sword energy and the three-inch Yuanying in his palm with his huge claws.

Then he pinched it suddenly...

"Father!!!"

The shrill scream, as Luo Chen's claws pinched it, resounded between heaven and earth.

Luo Chen's grim smile had not yet dissipated, he looked up viciously, and saw a girl in a white dress wearing a golden crown in front of the gate of the Light Palace in the sky, covering her mouth, watching this scene with tears in her eyes.

At the same time.

The sound of another palace door opening rumbled.

In the Dark Palace, a young man in a black shirt walked out, and his appearance was six or seven points similar to Fei Yunzi.

Hundreds of miles apart, he stared at Luo Chen.

When the Light and Dark Palaces opened, it meant that the Ming Zhaotian inheritance mission had come to an end.

The inheritors of the four palaces, Dan, Nu, Light, and Dark, had all accepted the inheritance successfully.

Even if Luo Chen had an accident, it was over.

The Soul-gathering Formation, which had lasted for twenty years, suddenly reversed at this moment.

Ming Zhaotian lost its light source.

The thirteen suspended palaces and another half-ruined Dan Palace slowly fell like dead stars.

At this moment, Ming Zhaotian was shrouded in the night and turned into Ye Mingzhao.

And Yunhai Square, in the darkness, rumbled up.

The teleportation formation was activated!

Luo Chen retracted his hand and recalled his life-saving magic weapon, Hunyuan Ding, with a thought.

But in the corner of his eye, he found a gray light chasing Hunyuan Ding.

"This..."

"That's mine!"

A cold female voice came faintly.

Yue Sanren actually ignored Yunhai's teleportation and wanted to take down the gray light.

When the great monk attacked, Luo Chen's face was ashen, and his muscles were extremely tense. He was ready to fight to the death.

"Back off!"

Han Zhan's voice reached his ears.

Luo Chen was in sync with him, swallowing the shrunken Hunyuan Ding and the gray light mixed in it, while retreating quickly.

On the other hand, a huge black shadow passed by with the power of wind and thunder, opened its mouth and spit out a huge ball of energy light, which blasted towards Yue Sanren who was chasing him from a distance.

Luo Chen could see clearly that the black shadow was a tiger.

Tiger?

Before he could think about it, Han Zhan was already beside him.

"Go!"