Supreme Alchemy

Inside the Yinhai Gate Ruins.

Two powerful masters died here.

The head of the Zhenzhu Patriarch was cut in half.

The chest of the Lu Family Patriarch was pierced.

And the two were killed by the juniors of the Tianwu Realm.

Even the Lu Family Patriarch died at the hands of Zhao Fugui of the Diwu Realm.

If this news spread, it would surely shock the entire Middle Earth.

But at this time.

There were only two witnesses and one snake.

Guangling Saint, Qi Yanting and the Hydra!

"The Lu Family Patriarch is dead?"

Guangling Saint's pupils trembled, and even her breathing was choked.

She never thought that the result would be like this.

Zhao Fugui!

Guangling Saint hurriedly looked in the direction of Zhao Fugui.

The white sword energy just now.

It seemed to be displayed by Zhao Fugui.

But how could Zhao Fugui, who was only at the seventh level of the Diwu Realm, have such a strong sword energy?

You know, Zhao Fugui was only at the seventh level of the Diwu Realm.

And he is not a prodigy, at most he is a genius.

Not to mention compared with her.

Even compared with Qi Yanting beside him, he is not as good.

Besides, the ancestor of the Lu family is a powerful person in the realm of great power after all.

Although he was seriously injured before, his spiritual energy was less than 10%.

But even so, he is not something that a junior in the realm of earth martial arts can kill.

Plop!

Just as the eyes of the Guangling Saint were looking at him.

Zhao Fugui's body could not hold on and fell to the ground.

At this time, he was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his whole body was full of blood, looking extremely miserable.

In his hand, he was still tightly holding the vermilion sword-raising gourd.

"Saint, are you okay!"

Qi Yanting reacted quickly and helped the Guangling Saint to stand up.

Seeing that the Guangling Saint was looking at Zhao Fugui.

He immediately explained in a low voice.

"After the evil wind, I was blown to a ruined courtyard, and Zhao Fugui and several other people were also blown there."

"But the danger there was great. The rest of the people were killed by those hairless birds and flying fish. Only Zhao Fugui survived and saved me!"

Speaking of Zhao Fugui saving her, Qi Yanting paused for a while.

If not, she would have attacked Zhao Fugui who betrayed the Guangling Saint.

"What's the matter with that vermilion little gourd?"

The Guangling Saint had a vicious look and saw the sword-raising gourd in Zhao Fugui's hand at a glance.

"It was an ancient relic. Zhao Fugui said that he smelled the fragrance of wine, so he broke into the depths of the courtyard alone. When he came out, he had the little gourd."

Qi Yanting only knew the general idea and didn't know the origin of this little gourd.

"But that little gourd is very powerful. We encountered several dangers on the way. He drank a sip of wine and could spray out several sword qi, which was extraordinary."

When Qi Yanting saw it for the first time, she was shocked as never before.

But she would not ask Zhao Fugui.

And Zhao Fugui would not expose himself.

But this sword energy like the one just now.

She also saw it for the first time.

She had a little fear of Zhao Fugui in her heart.

"Go and see if he is alive or dead!"

Guangling Saint hesitated for a moment and gave the order.

Qi Yanting did not dare to neglect it.

She immediately walked to Zhao Fugui and checked carefully.

"Saint, he just fainted, and there is still life."

As she said, Qi Yanting reached out to grab the sword-raising gourd.

In her opinion.

Zhao Fugui had such strength purely by relying on this sword-raising gourd.

And how could such an ancient relic fall into the hands of a drunkard like Zhao Fugui?

So she wanted to take it for herself.

"Ah!"

However, as soon as her hand touched the sword-raising gourd, she felt that she was pierced by countless sharp needles.

It hurt so much that she cried.

She did not believe in evil, and her spiritual energy was running.

She planned to rob it by force.

But it still didn't work.

It was as if it was not a small gourd, but a hedgehog covered with thorns.

"Hmph!"

Qi Yanting kicked Zhao Fugui fiercely, and then returned to the side of the Guangling Saint.

"Saint, what should we do now?"

Qi Yanting asked.

And this question also asked the Guangling Saint.

Now Xiao Changfeng was hit by the soul-destroying needle. If what the Lu family ancestor said was correct.

At this time, his soul should be destroyed, and only his body is left.

But the nine-headed snake is still there.

It is surrounding Xiao Changfeng.

It is obviously not easy to get Xiao Changfeng's body.

And the Zhenzhu ancestor and the Lu family ancestor are dead.

There is still Zhao Fugui who is unconscious.

If it is according to the original character.

Guangling Saint will naturally plunder the storage rings of the two powerful realms at this time.

Take Qi Yanting away from here.

As for Zhao Fugui, she will naturally cut the grass and root it out.

Anyway, all the reasons can be attributed to the ancient ruins.

But at this time, Guangling Saint Lady hesitated.

She turned her head slightly and looked at Xiao Changfeng.

A thought came to her mind:

What if he is not dead?

Xiao Changfeng left a deep impression on her.

Especially his powerful and strong consciousness.

Even though Xiao Changfeng was stiff, his eyes were ashen, and his breath was extremely weak.

But she still did not dare to be careless.

Besides, she did not know much about the Soul-Destroying Needle.

Although it is also a holy weapon, can it really destroy the soul?

Even if it can destroy the soul of an ordinary person.

But Xiao Changfeng's spiritual consciousness is strong, which means his soul is also extremely strong.

So can the soul-destroying needle really kill him?

The Guangling Saint's face changed at this time.

She struggled internally.

"Saint, why don't we kill him, snatch the treasure, and leave this place directly."

Qi Yanting suddenly spoke.

She was too coveting Zhao Fugui's sword-raising gourd.

And the opportunity at this time is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

So she was moved.

"It is indeed to kill someone!"

The Guangling Saint nodded, which made Qi Yanting overjoyed.

"But the person who is going to die is not him, but you!"

The Guangling Saint continued to speak.

But at the same time as the last "you" was spit out.

Her right hand turned into a palm and hit Qi Yanting's heart directly.

She did not hold back at all in this palm.

She fully exerted the strength of the ninth level of the Tianwu Realm.

Even if it was a head-on battle, Qi Yanting would never be an opponent.

What's more, it was a sneak attack at this time.

Puff!

Qi Yanting's heart was shattered in an instant, and she fell into a pool of blood.

Her beautiful eyes stared at the Guangling Saint.

Her pupils were full of shock and confusion.

She never thought that.

The Guangling Saint, whom she had always regarded as an idol, would actually kill her.

Unfortunately, she could no longer get an answer.

The Guangling Saint's palm made her lose all possibilities.

Her eyes went black, and she died completely.

At the last moment.

The Guangling Saint decided to take a gamble.

Bet that Xiao Changfeng was not dead!

Anyway, for her, losing the bet was just losing Qi Yanting.

But winning the bet saved her life!

Sure enough.

Just when she killed Qi Yanting.

A familiar voice came from behind her.

"You are very smart!"