Sword Master Ling Tian

My son Mausoleum of Xuanyuan Palace was determined to win this Dan Dao test, and he made an all-out effort. Obviously, he came prepared.

Among the six-rank Baihua Yulu Pill, there are 210 kinds of medicinal materials, and it drew an exclaim as soon as it was shot.

Ten thousand puppet men in black robes, although smiling hideously, but at this time sneered again and again, it seems that he did not put all the geniuses present in his eyes.

In the same sixth-rank Luoming Qingxin Pill, there are 251 kinds of medicinal materials, which impressively compares that Wuzi Mausoleum!

As soon as the younger alchemists of the two super sects made their moves, they were all sixth-rank intermediate pill, which can be described as extremely powerful.

Especially the pill master of Ten Thousand Puppets, the pill that he wanted to refine was not much different from Ling Tian's expected pill.

This was a little bit beyond his expectation.

"Hahaha, old ghost Mo Ming, you can do it, your sect disciple, how come I have never seen it before, it seems that I haven't reported it in the Danhui?"

On the high platform, Taoist Taoist Wen Yuan, the palace lord of Xuanyuan Palace who was supposed to win the top of the alchemy list, held ups and downs in his hands, and smiled as he looked at the ten thousand puppet gates nearby.

"Hehe, old blame, I can't do anything about it. It's not easy to wait for the disciple Xue Zang to be born until now. However, I'm afraid that you won't be able to get the top of this alchemy contest."

The Emperor Wu of the ten thousand puppets said with a smile.

"Hmph, you will swing some puppets and zombies at the door of Ten Thousand Puppets, and do alchemy?" Taoist Wen Yuan shook his head, as if facing Mo Ming, he was very unhappy.

"Then let's wait and see, let's wait and see? Hahaha..."

However, the Emperor Wu of Wanpumen didn't take it seriously, and laughed up to the sky, extremely arrogant.

As for the sect leaders of Tianjian Pavilion and Piaoxiang Valley, they were silent. Now their two disciples have fallen behind in the grade of pill. Of course, the outcome of this is unknown, and they have to wait for the final pill. The quality of the time will be compared again.

"Rising furnace!"

Accompanied by another loud shout, all alchemists began to take out their cauldrons, raised flames, and began to smelt medicinal materials.

Of course, this does not include Ling Tian.

However, the alchemists raised their own flames, which directly attracted the attention of countless viewers around.

Because the alchemist's alchemy talent is closely related to the fire seed, the rank of the fire seed is like the martial soul of a martial artist, and to a certain extent, one can inevitably be distinguished.

Moreover, among the alchemists of this class, there are more than one Nine-Rank ground list fire species, which is extremely difficult to see. Today, they can open their eyes.

On the high platform, Taihuazong Qingya Wuhuang's face flashed with a hint of comfort, no matter how Qin Mingzhu and Ling Tian's achievements this time, the two fires will definitely win a lot of face for Taihuazong.

"Hehe, I heard that Taihuazong has been receiving good news recently. First, the disciple in the sect became the soul, and then he received an alchemy genius with the seventh fire seed on the ranking list. I really envy my super sect!"

At this time, the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion looked at Emperor Qingya Wu and said with a smile.

The latter's face changed when he heard the words, but still calmly said: "Compared with the four super sects, it is still a far cry. I hope you guys, don't hit my sect disciples' ideas."

Hearing that, the leaders of those super sects all smiled without saying a word, and in front of so many people, it is really not easy to poach.

puff! puff!

At this time, Feng Zhiruo and Qin Mingzhu both sacrificed the fire. Among them, Qin Mingzhu’s Nine Sons of Lotus Heart Flame, which immediately attracted a lot of discussion. They had only heard about it before, and now they finally see the Nine Sons of Lotus Heart Flame. .

At this time, the martial emperors of the sword pavilion and Xuanyuan Palace that day were full of enthusiasm. Such disciples fell into the hands of Taihuazong, which is really greedy.

However, in addition to Qin Mingzhu's tinder, Qin Huanhuan's tinder bauhinia flame also attracted everyone's admiration.

"Humph!"

However, the Wuzi Mausoleum of the Xuanyuan Palace sneered, and when he turned his hand, a dark yellow flame spewed out. The flame just burned, and it caused the entire audience to vibrate. It was enough to see the flame. High grade.

Ling Tian looked over and found that what Wuziling was holding was a nine-layer mysterious yellow fire, called the mysterious turtle dragon tail flame, which could transform into the shape of a dragon turtle. This fire ranked third in the highest position in the earth list!

No wonder this Wuzi Mausoleum is so proud, and the top three fires on the list are even higher than the Nine Sons of Lotus Heart Flame!

This kind of Tinder talent is already enough to rank first among the descendants of the Great Desolate State!

"Well, I heard that my son Ling Dao in Xuanyuan Palace was shocking, and now I see the third-ranked Xuan Turtle Dragon Tail Flame in this place again, and I still can't help but admire it. I think Danby's top spot this time is not Xuanyuan Palace. That's it!"

Shen Tian, ​​the master of Tianjian Pavilion, moved his beard.

"Haha, that's inevitable, Wuziling is not only superb fire, but no one can perceive the path of the alchemy, hum, I want to see how embarrassing the old ghost who is just now to talk about it has the confidence to compete with me!"

Xuanyuan Palace Wenyuan Taoist is still very confident.

"Hehe, third in the mere list, can you make you so pretentious?"

The old monster of the Ten Thousand Puppet Gate sneered, making everyone look at each other. These words sounded like they were dependent on it.

Dao Wen Yuan wanted to ridicule when he saw this, but he was suddenly attracted by the shock of everyone below.

And he looked at the alchemy crowd below, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but let out a low voice, how could it be possible?

I saw that among the alchemists, not far from Wuzi Mausoleum, the man in the black robe at the Wan Puppet Gate suddenly raised his pitch-black arm, and it exploded with a pop. The next moment, a nine-layer pitch-black flame bloomed. Out.

In the distance, Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in his heart, Nine Ghosts and Spirit Fire!

This kind of fire is the second best kind of fire on the earth list!

It is even extremely rare, and it has never appeared in the records of the Danhui.

This kind of fire monster cuts the evil spirits in a strange way, not enough for refining, but it can add miraculous effects when used to refining alchemy.

And as soon as this kind of fire came out, all the fire that was sacrificed on the scene swayed towards the black flame. Even the fire of Wuzi Mausoleum was no exception, and it also confirmed the nobleness of the Nine Ghosts and Spirit Fire.

"Humph."

The black robe alchemist snorted coldly and began to smelt the pills skillfully. In terms of technique, it was no worse than Wu Ziling.

At this time, the Taoist Wenyuan in Wuziling and Xuanyuan Palace were sinking in their hearts.

Not only did the alchemists of the Ten Thousand Puppets choose higher medicines than them, but now even the fire is dominant, so they themselves, but they have no absolute certainty to win the leader of Danby this time.

On the high platform, Taoist Wen Yuan was speechless, as if he had eaten Huanglian and couldn't say anything.

Being beaten in public, if this is the final loss, then Xuanyuan Palace would be really ashamed this time.

"Hiss? Why is there a disciple who hasn't started making alchemy for a long time, is he in a daze?"

Suddenly on the high platform, there was a surprise from Emperor Wu.

When everyone looked at it, they suddenly discovered that in the Tianjian Pavilion behind Yanlie Mountain, an alchemist dressed in white was standing with his hands behind his hands, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was sleeping in a fake sleep.

So calm, among a group of busy alchemists, it was particularly conspicuous.