Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 699 The storm is coming and Luo Chen reappears

Above Yunhai Square.

The two-blood war that has lasted for more than ten years has gradually become more intense.

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo and Jiyuan Lao Dao teamed up to fight against the Xue Sanren. They were originally unbeatable, 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, one sword hit the main body.

 The body of the Blood Sanman was directly split into two halves.

 But in an instant, the two became one again.

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's face darkened slightly when he saw this scene.

 “Blood Sea Demonic Body!”

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

Xue Sanren looked a little pale, and looked at the **** sword in the opponent's hand with great fear.

With his abilities at his peak, and protected by the four blood gods, he was not afraid even of the great monks of the 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 with 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 knew his evaluation, they would definitely not accept it.

 This magic whip was forged from three kinds of creatures.

They are the fifth-level withered blood vine body, the fourth-level soul-locking ghost crow's inner elixir, and a wild beast Owl that contains some true dragon blood.

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

  It took countless manpower and material resources from the Ten Thousand Immortals Association 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 other two main materials are of good quality, but the Wild Beast Owl 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 strong can a desolate beast that a pseudo-alchemist can master be?

 Hence, 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!”

 Xuesanren 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's expression changed slightly.

 “Stop him, he wants to merge gods and demons!”

Yuanmo Sect’s Blood Sea lineage 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. .

 The power of the four blood gods will be doubled if they are combined together. If the gods and demons of the four blood gods are combined at the same time, the change in their strength will be earth-shaking!

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

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

 “It’s too late!”

With a low drink, Xue Sanren was shaken all over, and the rich blood glowed.

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

Penglai Old Taoist, the Furnace Young Woman, and the remnants of the Yuan Demon!

　　When time is of the essence.

 He smiled ferociously and whipped out!

Snapped!

The void trembled, as if there were crows crowing and evil dragons roaring at this moment.

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.

 In an instant.

The Blood Nightmare Demon fell to the square as if he was hit hard, making a heavy echoing sound.

　　Boom! boom!

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

Many resentful ghosts appeared strangely on the opponent's body and began to eat 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 difficult.

Seeing this scene, the Xue San people 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 smiling, his face turned cold.

 “I accept the power of the Blood Sea Ancestor!”

 Then, he swooped down and landed on Blood Nightmare Demon's head with a palm.

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

Beside them, Old Taoist Jiyuan and Fairy Fei Leng looked at 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 San people looked up at the sky.

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

 Hum…

With a dull sound, a palace door slowly opened.

 Subsequently, a graceful figure stepped out.

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

First it was 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 main hall and slowly expanded outwards.

 This power is invisible to others.

 Only she, who has also accepted the complete slave inheritance of Demon Lord Alchemy, can sense a little bit.

“Could it be the tripod that the weapon spirit said was stronger than the Ten Thousand Beasts Diagram?”

 …

 In the Dan Palace.

 Time seems to have stood still.

 blood beads suspended in the void.

 The lumps of minced meat are evenly spread out.

 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 you are not dead yet?”

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

"How could it be possible? The slave marks on my soul have obviously been removed 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 is precisely because of this that Tianxuan came to the conclusion that Luo Chen has died.

 But now!

Tianxuan was a little hesitant, recalling the days and nights of sparring with Luo Chen in his 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!

 It’s not breathing!

 It’s the heartbeat!

boom! boom! boom!

 Among the countless minced meats, a bright red heart is beating vigorously.

Amidst that scalp-numbing heartbeat, visions suddenly emerged.

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

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

 It is a legend about an ancient wild beast that is immortal and can be reborn with a drop of blood.

　　唰!

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

Seeing this, the Black King 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 the ferocious dragon's face actually showed a humanized look of shame.

Tianxuan looked at him coldly, her tone getting tougher.

"My master treats me well, and he treats you even more generously. He gave you imperial liquid, demonic beast bone and flesh inner 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 are gone now, he is still our master!"

“I advise you not to fight against those little thoughts of yours.”

The Black King was angry, "Don't be slanderous. 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 on him, and he was ashamed that he had betrayed his ideas for a moment. When he was about to explain, his pupils narrowed.

Tianxuan also noticed the change.

 Behind them, in the main hall, the flesh and bones were trying to regroup.

but!

But it was extremely difficult.

 Suddenly.

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

 It is a kind of blood-colored power.

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

 Because this **** power permeates the air, gradually covering 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.

It’s just that the golden flame is 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 annihilated, 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 closed tightly and he still didn't open them.

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

 Suddenly!

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

That appearance seemed to be keeping 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 the Qixia Yuanjun technique to achieve 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 inheritance of the demon king, it cannot let Luo Chen get him.

 It's just that, in this way, the power of sealing the gray light is dispersed.

 Just hear a roar.

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

 The outside world.

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

At Yunhai Square, Fei Yunzi's face lit up.

 “It’s a spiritual treasure!”

Without thinking, he flew towards the Heaven Refining Cauldron while offering a net-shaped magic weapon in an attempt to collect the Black Cauldron.

 The rest of the people, except for the Xue Sanren who were devouring the power of the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo, also started to move.

However!

 “That’s not right!”

Yue Sanren's complexion changed slightly, and in his mind, the warning sound of Ling Bao Ten Thousand Beasts, Pictures and Artifacts came out.

  She retreated subconsciously.

He even abandoned the white jade plate.

 The rest of the people will be slower to respond.

 Only heard a shocking explosion!

　　Bang!

In full view of the public, above the Mingzhao Fourteenth Palace.

 The dilapidated black tripod exploded!

The Heavenly Refining Cauldron, which was once a spiritual treasure to the sky, no matter how dilapidated it is and no one can move it, still displays unparalleled power when it is broken.

 The powerful explosion formed an unparalleled storm of vitality that swept through Ming Zhaotian!

"I can't protect you anymore." The black-robed Nascent Soul murmured and backed away crazily, no longer caring about the Moyun Cave Master.

 Let it be annihilated into dust in the storm.

Haijiao Tianmu looked panicked. Not only did she use a turtle shell shield, she also manifested her true body to resist the terrifying storm.

Feiyunzi rushed the fastest and received the biggest blow. Not only did the magic weapon in the net bag break instantly, but it also flew towards him with countless fragments.

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

 But the ball was also shattered inch by inch in the storm.

“This is a treasure I got from the world of artifacts with great difficulty, it’s comparable to a spiritual treasure!”

With endless heartache, he kept releasing the treasures he had accumulated over the years in an attempt to withstand this terrifying storm.

on the square.

Xue Sanren frowned and had to forcefully interrupt his movements.

 Beneath him, the Blood Nightmare Mo Luo was breathing heavily, holding the God-Slaying Blood Sword in one hand.

 “Get out of here!”

 Subsequently, release all the remaining power of the Blood Sea Ancestor.

 The other two people also made their own moves.

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

Ji Yuan Lao Tao used the heavy treasures he took out from his sect during this trip to defend himself.

 In short, everyone tried their best to protect themselves before the terrifying storm caused by the explosion of the Lingbao.

 At the very center of the explosion, in the Alchemy Palace beneath the Black Cauldron.

 The large formations started spontaneously, shrouded in layers of spiritual light.

 But as the storm swept through, these palace-protecting formations were also shattered 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, these actions seemed to be in vain.

 At this time.

 Black shadows moved behind him.

“Hei King, what are you going to do!” Tianxuan’s eyes were about to split as she watched Hei King Luo Chen rush towards him.

The other party ignored her obstruction and actually opened his huge mouth and swallowed Luo Chen, who had finally reorganized his body. He even swept Tianxuan to the corner of the pillars of the hall with his tail.

 Then, the Black King glared to the sky and roared angrily.

It’s just that the dragon’s roar, which once shook the heaven and earth, seemed to be silent under the rumbling storm.

 After a long time.

 The storm is dying down.

Out of the fourteen palaces of the Ming Dynasty, only thirteen palaces are left hanging in the sky like stars.

The Alchemy Palace that used to emit bright light is now in ruins, the tall purple jade beams and columns have collapsed, and the precious rubble is floating on the vast sea of ​​clouds like fine sand, rustling down when the wind blows slightly.

 Click!

 There was the sound of footsteps.

In the corner of the ruined palace, Tianxuan, who had transformed into his true form, was lying there, with messy blue feathers covered with horrific blood.

Extremely weak, she forced her eyes open, and a figure was reflected in her eyes.

 “Lord…master?”

"Um."

Hmm, Luo Chen took the Xuanchen armor from her hand and put it on, then turned back to look at the pitiful black dragon curled up on the ground.

　　It once had a huge body of nearly a hundred feet, but now there is not even one out of ten left.

 A demonic elixir is glowing faintly in the looming hole in the body.

 “Thank you for your hard work.”

Luo Chen pinched the spirit secret and put the seriously injured Tianxuan and the unknown Heiwang into the spirit beast bag.

 Then his calm eyes looked at the sky.

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

 There was another figure stumbling upstream, rushing towards the gray light.

"snort!"

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

 In an instant, a blast sounded!

 The Alchemy Palace, which was already crumbling, collapsed under this stamp.

But Luo Chen's figure arrived first, spanning a distance of several hundred feet, and stood in front of the gray light sealed by the Heavenly Refining Cauldron's weapon spirit.

 Turn around and punch!

 Hand-breaking mountain pose!

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

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

 “This belongs to me!”

 (End of this chapter)