Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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Junze had a slight glimpse. He happened to pass by here. As a result, he found that the door of every alchemy room was open. In every door, there was a busy and thin back.

Si Siyi looked at Jun Zedao with a smooth look: "Our alchemists have no other people's combat power, nor can they refine the remedies that save the lives of the students. Only these alchemical products have some effect. Please, please. Take it to the gate, this time... I don't want to escape."

Junze stunned for a while before he came back. He smiled slightly. When he was about to leave, the students in other rooms came out and quickly handed over their alchemy products to Junze.

This is the alchemist, the only thing that can be done.

Jun Ze took a large bag of alchemy products from the Alchemy Branch and rushed to the college gate in the quickest time.

Along the way, he also saw some timid, unmovable teenagers who feared death and did not dare to step into the battlefield. They could only huddle in a seemingly safe place and shiver.

Junze only took a glimpse of them and quickly rushed to the battlefield.

The annihilators succumb to the gates of the college, and the blessings that continue to fall on them continue to support them in this high-intensity battle. The magic is blasting, even though the magic comes from the immature wizards and youngsters. The hand, the lethality is far less powerful than those of the great magicians, but ... they are constantly slamming, and it is a lot of obstacles to the pace of the demon army's attack.

Monsoon smoke and ancient dragons and many flying mounts are guarding the defense of the sky, while she is standing at the top, but she is also able to see the entire battlefield. She can clearly see that at the forefront of the battle, Imperial College Working together against the enemy seems to have blocked the pace of the demon attack.

but……

The mood of the monsoon smoke could not calm down at all.

because……

She saw more demons.

The huge, fierce middle-level demon and the high-level demon are emerging from the foot of the Imperial College, and the number is huge and desperate.

The really fierce battle is about to begin, and can only rely on the imperial colleges that the young people are struggling to support. Can they resist the more crazy battles of the demon?

The monsoon smoke does not know.

What she saw was an endless sea of ​​demon, screaming from the foot of the mountain, like a tide.

The Imperial College, which stands on the top of the mountain, was transformed into a leafy boat in the ocean at this time, surrounded by the demon army.

There is no way out.

Looking at the people in the **** battle, the monsoon smoked his eyes slightly, biting his fingertips and marking the two hurricane booms in the shortest time.

The paper flutters along the hand of the monsoon smoke, and gently strokes under the evil sword!

The flame burned the thin foil in an instant.

In an instant...

Rumble!

A deafening thunder hit the eardrum of everyone.

The magicians who are fighting all the gods on the high wall feel a very violent wave of thunder, and they raise their heads subconsciously.

The cloudless sky, I do not know when it was covered by dark clouds, in the dark clouds, the lightning is staggered, the ice blue light reveals through the clouds.

boom!

Under the eyes of all the magicians, countless thunders descended from the sky, like dense thunderstorms, instantly covering the land around Imperial College!