President’s Exclusive Alchemist

The corpse will be a higher level of existence than the Yin corpse, and its strength can be divided into the foundation period of the monk. After the corpse will evolve again, it will be the corpse king, and finally the corpse emperor. These two levels deal with the monk's Golden Core and Nascent Soul stage.

Because of the inherent limitations of the corpses, their highest level can only be cultivated to the level of the corpse emperor. After the corpse evolves into a corpse, the intelligence will begin to slowly recover, and the corpse will no longer be like a corpse, and can only act on instinct.

And when the corpse evolves to the level of the corpse emperor, except for the appearance, the others will be no different from ordinary people.

The corpse general who fought with Ming Wu, even if it had just evolved into a corpse general, had slowly recovered its intelligence during his lifetime. Therefore, it saw the bell in Ming Wuxiang's hand, and the breath of the whole body was comparable to a lit explosive barrel.

Ming Wuxiang didn't know what was going on at the beginning, the corpse general on the other side exploded when he said it exploded. There was no sign at all, but when Ming Wuxiang noticed that the other party had been staring at the bell in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, and he suddenly realized.

"It turned out to be you." The corpse in front of him is the protagonist of the dog-blood story recorded on the bell by the bell refiner.

Therefore, his previous guess was not wrong. Although the other party did not dig the ancestral grave or kill the whole family, but the hatred of taking his wife is still not shared!

At the same time, Ming Wuxiang also knew why he was vaguely aware of this incident, because he had obtained the bell and transformed the bell that was an evil weapon into a spiritual weapon.

Bell had been suppressing the coffin here in the ancient tomb before, that is, suppressing the prince who didn't know whether he was a poor worm, or the prince who did not die.

Before the bell was taken away by the tomb thief, he spent at least a thousand years with the prince. The bell that belonged to the ballast and the suppressed prince had long been entangled with cause and effect.

Now that the bell has been transferred to Ming Wuxiang, the causal relationship between them is of course transferred to Ming Wuxiang. It doesn't mean that Wuxiang is a monk, and the causal relationship is even stronger.

Ming Wuxiang squinted his eyes and looked at the corpse general in front of him. Since the cause and effect between them had been established, then he had to cut off the cause and effect-destroy the corpse general!

They couldn’t help at all. Yue Xinyi and the others, who could only stand on the side as the melon-eating crowd, all watched with a dazed expression at the disgusting monster suddenly going wild. Not only that, the mysterious senior expert also broke out. With an aura no less than that of the monster.

Two shocking auras erupted in the main tomb at the same time, and Yue Xinyi and her group were all affected. Especially the three ordinary people like Tang Pengguang, with their hairs erected all over, it felt as if they were being stared at by a giant beast.

As special fighters, their hands were stained with blood, but the evil spirit they felt at this time, the contrast between the two sides, they were completely pediatric.

Under the pressure of these two auras, the monk Awakening and Ji Xinxin and other weak and injured monks were even more miserable. Fortunately, the four monks in the late stage of Qi refining responded quickly and immediately released their auras to block the fluctuations caused by the collision of the two auras in front of them. Down.

Therefore, let them be more clear and powerful, and the enemy's strength also shocked them.

"Base-building period! Senior is definitely a master at base-building period!"

Standing in the front, Ming Wuxiang, who released his raging fighting intent, didn't know that his hand could actually scare the guys behind.

Ming Wuxiang is not a war addict, but as long as he is fighting, he will never keep his hands, and strive to kill with one blow.

The next moment, when the atmosphere on the scene became more and more serious, Ming Wuxiang moved, not only did he move, but the corpse on the other side also moved at the same time.

The ensuing battle shocked the people eating melons to the point that even the melons in their hands fell to the ground and there was no time to pick them up.

"Good, so strong!"

Nowadays, in the cultivation world, because there are fewer and fewer cultivators, the strength is lower and lower. So don't talk about the masters' tricks, the exchange meetings held within the practice world are all just stop.

To tell the truth, such a competition is really nothing to look at. The master will not end, or it is the friendly mode of hello, me, everyone, and only Jian Xiu is on the court. As for the younger generation, they are completely rookies pecking each other, and even less impressive.

However, today's battle between Ming Wuxiang and the corpse general, this is the battle that really belongs to the monk. It's a matter of life and death. Those hellos, me, everyone, and friendly discussions can't catch up.

Every time you touch is a confrontation of powerful forces.

The battle between Ming Wuxiang and the corpse general made the three sword repairmen of Jianzong look passionate, and they looked forward to fighting together.

However, they all know themselves, even Hong Hai, a cultivator in the later stage of Qi refining, is the same. This class of battle is not something they can participate in.

All the weapons that Ming Wuxiang used in the world of cultivating immortals had been destroyed, but during this time he was not doing nothing but alchemy.

Repairing evil weapon bells and magic weapon bracelets is the second one. The Five Emperors’ money was buried in the back mountain because it was used as a material for the formation, but he still had a few pieces of emerald with aura in his hand, except for one of these emeralds. Except for the spare, everything else was refined by Ming Wuxiang, and then other materials were added to roughly refine a handy weapon.

Ahem, that weapon is a bit special.

It was said that when the words were just taken out, the expressions of Yue Xinyi and the people who eat melons were also instantly twitched, but when they saw the powerful attack power of that weapon, their expressions all changed to yearning.

The weapon in Ming Wuxiang's hand was a glazed stick about the same height as him. In other words, this colored glaze stick is more like a work of art than a weapon.

But whenever the glass stick hits the body of the corpse general, the muffled sound indicates that it should not look like a fragile product, but it is actually very strong.

Ming Wuxiang is also the first time to use this glazed stick. Although it is playing a good hand, it still feels lighter. If it can resemble the Great Sage’s Wishful Stick at 13500 Jin, then it will be called a tiger. Tigers give birth to power.

But of course, Ming Wuxiang is self-aware, more than ten thousand catties, he broke through to the Yuan Ying stage, maybe he can try...

Even so, Ming Wuxiang was still thinking about it, waiting for a chance to get meteorite iron or fine iron, and then melt it into the glass stick. That attack power would definitely not be like it is now, drawing on the body of the corpse general, but leaving a not deep stick mark.

Ming Wuxiang's spiritual roots are water and wood dual elements, but every time the glazed stick hits the corpse general, it will burst out with ice-cold flames.

This is of course the effect produced by Shennong tactics. This kind of flame was used by Ming Wuxiang to refine alchemy. It broke out on the corpse generals, and its lethality was more powerful than that of fire tactics.

"Roar!" Almost beaten by Ming Wuxiang, the corpse general let out an unwilling and angry roar.

The strength of the two sides is actually similar, but don't forget that Ming Wuxiang has been mixed in the world of cultivating immortals, and the actual combat ability is definitely much better than the actual combat rookie of the corpse.

If it is against other cultivators, level suppression can still be useful, but its current opponent is Ming Wuxiang, a guy who has practiced combat experience in the world of immortality.

The appearance of the corpse general originally affected the appetite, but now he was slapped madly by Ming Wuxiang, and was burned by so many pill fires. The current appearance is not enough to describe.

However, the future of the corpses is not completely suppressed. Don't forget that they are in the ancient tomb, the home of the corpse generals, and the yin in the tomb is much more than outside.

The corpse general roared, and in the next moment all the yin in the tomb was absorbed into the body like a whale.

I have to say that Ming Wuxiang couldn't help but be speechless when he saw the behavior of the corpse general. At the same time, the look in the corpse general's eyes became colder.

When the corpse general was busy devouring the Yin Qi, Ming Wuxiang turned and returned to Yue Xinyi and the others. Without waiting for them to speak, he said coldly: "You leave here now."

"This..." Upon hearing Ming Wuxiang let them leave, Yue Xinyi and the others subconsciously wanted to refuse, but looking at the increasingly terrifying monster in the center of the hall, no amount of rejection could only be buried in the bottom of their hearts.

Hong Hai's mouth moved, and finally took a deep breath, and said to Ming Wuxiang, "Senior, take care, I'll wait outside for Senior's return!"

Ming Wuxiang asked them to leave, Yue Xinyi and the others certainly knew why. This kind of escape behavior like a bereaved dog, Yue Xinyi these monks could not bear. Outside, which one of them is not a master at being greeted by others. But they are more aware that not only are they unable to participate in the next battle, they are also dangerous to watch from the sidelines.

"Senior, take care." Fortunately, everyone present was decisive, not long-winded, and clung to Ming Wuxiang, looked at the monster in the distance, and walked away quickly.

After everyone left the main tomb, Ming Wuxiang turned his gaze back to the body of the corpse who was constantly absorbing the Yin Qi in the main hall.

For Yue Xinyi and the others to leave, besides their strength is indeed too low, there is another reason, because the method he will use next is not suitable for the monks in this world to know.

As an alchemist who is a Shuimu double-spiritual root, there are more than just spiritual plants such as the Spirit Devouring Vine in the white jade space that is invisible. Thanks to the predecessors who refined the white jade space. Although this space cannot be used for cultivation and can only be inherited, it is very suitable for planting various spiritual plants.

And the spiritual plants in the world of cultivating immortals are cruel, weird, and so many.

"Corpse, a simple analysis is a corpse full of sullen energy..."

With no outsiders there, Ming Wuxiang took off his sunglasses and mask, and his dark eyes looked at the corpse in the center of the hall, who was struggling to absorb the yin, and a smile slowly curled out of his mouth.

Fortunately, Yue Xinyi and the others left. If they didn't see Ming Wuxiang's smile, it would be trivial to scare the children into crying. Adults like them would definitely have nightmares at night.

On the other side, because the corpse will continue to absorb the yin in the ancient tomb, when Yue Xinyi and others scurried in the tomb, not only did they not encounter the yin beast, but the sight blocked by the rich yin began to slowly recover. .

A group of fifteen people, in addition to the sound of footsteps, was the heavy breathing of everyone.

Yue Xinyi and He Yilong opened the way, and Lu Yu and Hong Hai were in charge of the back. Ji Xinxin, whose face was pale, was supported by Li Ling, and even though Xiang Yiping followed Xiang Yifeng, they were still injured, but the two of them could still insist on walking by themselves. The monk Wu was supported by Guo Yueming, and the elder Ye who was panting in the Five Elements Sect was carried away by Tang Pengguang and Ouyang.

Because the Yin Qi is getting less and less, the spiritual sense of Yue Xinyi and other cultivators in the later stage of Qi refining can finally be used. Although their spiritual sense is not as large as that of Ming Wuxiang, they can still lead the way. He has a good memory. Along the original road, a group of people quickly left the underground tomb.

Back on the ground, everyone's faces showed a sigh of relief. Although it was late at night, it had no effect on everyone's actions.

"Master, that senior..." The crowd finally escaped from the ancient tomb, and Xiang Yiping couldn't help turning his head to look at the mountain col behind him, very worried about Ming Wuxiang who was still in the ancient tomb.

Hong Hai shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "Senior, there will be nothing wrong. Let's leave here first."

Even though they have left the tomb, their position is still very dangerous now.

As expected by Hong Hai, shortly after they left the col, there was a loud noise coming from behind, and the vibration from the ground was comparable to a magnitude four or five earthquake.

Fortunately, the group of them responded promptly, or they would fall to the ground when the earthquake happened.

boom!

Hearing the loud noise that rang through nine days, everyone looked in the direction of the mountain col behind them with shock.