"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth, Longyinyu liquefaction Lingdan!"
With a loud cry, Zhuo Fan raised his hand violently, and eighteen drops of Bodhi Jade Liquid shot into the air. The eighteen dragons, like wild cats smelling fishy fish, rushed towards the jade liquid. With a grunt, he swallowed the jade liquid into his mouth.
Roar!
There was another earth-shattering dragon yin. The eighteen dragons roared one after another. Then they started with the dragon head, gradually disappeared with the body's green inflammation, and finally turned into a group of blue fireballs.
Immediately afterwards, the fire light dissipated, revealing the blue danmaru with bursts of light inside. Dao Danxiang couldn't stop emitting, so that the whole audience went up and down, just smelled the fragrance, and then he was full of energy.
"This ... this is what kind of magic elixir, it has such a magical effect?" Everyone was surprised, staring closely at the eighteen pill pills flying in the air.
And those pill balls, as if they hadn't completely taken off the dragon's nature, still screamed the dragon chant while flying in the sky.
Obviously, these eighteen pill pills have already become spiritual. What's even more amazing is that the poison hand medicine king only refined one, but Zhuo Fan instantly refined eighteen as soon as he shot.
These skills surprised everyone in the room. This is how many times it has surpassed the poison hand medicine king in alchemy, so that such a big gap can be shown.
At this moment, there is no need to judge and announce anything. People already know it. This time Zhuo Fan still wins. And compared to the first three rounds, this round of winning is more thorough, it is simply a crushing victory.
Taking out a porcelain bottle from the ring at random, Zhuo Fan stretched out his hand and recalled the eighteen immortals. Without giving another glance to Xiaoya, Zhuo Fanwu put the pill in the porcelain bottle.
Xiaoya felt strange, and hurriedly said: "Master Song, the panacea you made ..."
"No need to look at it." Zhuo Fan shook his head decisively, turned to look at his already shocked face, and the deceased poison hand medicine king murmured, "I won!"
Self-confidence is just that.
People looked at Zhuo Fan's indifferent complexion and lightly written words, and inexplicably felt a sense of awe in their hearts. At this time, everyone looked at Zhuofan's eyes as if they were the only king in the field.
That kind of domineering self-expression naturally revealed, so that everyone here can not help but have a sense of worship.
Speaking of alchemy, Laozi is second, who dares to be first?
Zhuo Fan just stood so quietly, even the strongest alchemist master here felt no sense for a while.
This is the real king of the king, no one dares to challenge the authority!
Xiaoya was the closest to Zhuofan, and her eyes looked at Zhuofan most fascinated, but soon she woke up and anxiously said: "Master Song, I also believe that you have stabilized the winning ticket, but in the end you have to give Let 's say, in the end, how many Pindan do you make? "
"Eighteen, eight-pin superpin Dan!" Zhuo Fan said softly, but this sentence was passed into everyone's ears.
For a time, the audience boiled again. Even those master alchemists, although they knew in their hearts that Zhuofan's alchemy strength was beyond imagination, he never expected that he would be so strong.
Poison Hand Medicine King is able to refine the seven-grade super-pindan, it is already the pinnacle of alchemy.
And when people looked at the eighteen panacea at first, they were shocked in their hearts, but at most they thought that Zhuofan had eighteen seven-grade super products. He wanted to surpass the poison hand medicine king in number. It was very shocking.
But I never imagined that Zhuo Fan, the beast, was so abnormal. Not only is it far superior in quantity, but it is even better in quality.
The eight-grade super-pin alchemist, not to mention the eight-grade alchemy master, even the nine-grade ten-grade alchemy master, may not be able to be refined, let alone refine 18 of them in one go.
Such an anti-celestial event can only appear in ancient myths. How can it appear here?
What a freak this kid is!
Countless people shouted in their hearts, but for Zhuofan's first-hand alchemy, he was already admiring the five-body cast.
Especially the King of Poisonous Hand Medicine has been completely stunned by this time. A green hair, with the speed visible to the naked eye, quickly became as white as snow. It was in one breath, as if it had been decades old.
An unprecedented defeat, his poison hand medicine king this life probably never thought of losing so completely, there is no chance of overturning.
A generation of King Dan, one day, found that his alchemy technique was so different from that of a real master. That kind of despair is harder than death.
Yan Fu saw that his master was so lost, his face was dark, and his heart was like blood. Zhuo Fan turned to look at the first alchemy platform, bit his lip tightly, but sighed helplessly.
This kid is too powerful. Master is not his opponent, I am afraid he will not be able to catch up with him in this life!
There are people outside, there are days outside, this sentence is really right, no one can escape this curse.
He used to take Master as an example and be proud of it, thinking that his Master is the world's first alchemy master. But now, it is so defeated that there is no hope of revenge.
How big should this strength gap be ...
Tao Danniang looked at Yan Song's loss of soul, and was supposed to be happy, but she was still not happy. The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the front wave dies on the beach.
Yan Song 's defeat of Tianyu 's first alchemy master does not also mean the end of their generation of alchemy masters!
After this world, there will be turbulence. A new generation of strong men will stand on the bodies of these old guys and start a new era.
Turned around and glanced at Zhuo Fan beside him, Tao Danmian couldn't help exhaling, and she felt very relieved.
Fortunately, this man is from Huayulou ...
On the landlord's stage, Long Jiu and others looked at everything below and couldn't help but sigh.
"Mommy, this kid can really pretend. He said at the beginning that he might not have won the Poison Hand Potion King, how is it now? Not only won, but also his mother's victory! Not only the victory, but also his mother crushed!"
Xie Tianyang's face did not fade away, he pondered for a long time, and finally he couldn't help but scolded out: "Fuck, look at this poison hand medicine king now, he has been shocked to what this kid looks like, I have some Pity him! "
With a long breath, Long Jiu-shen nodded thoughtfully: "This kid is really ruthless enough to show no emotion at all. Originally, he made an eight-grade super-pin Dan already won, but he just chose Refining eighteen, gave him a fatal blow on the alchemy pill that the poison hand medicine king is most proud of. Such a blow, I am afraid that this old man will not be able to walk out of this life and this shadow. "
"You mean ... he will have a demon?" Xie Tianyang raised his eyebrows and exclaimed.
Nodded slightly, Long Jiu's eyes flashed away: "Even if not, I'm afraid it will be hard to make a high-grade Dan in this life. This kid's fierceness is really frightening!"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone nodded deeply. The look in Zhuo Fan's eyes was even more daunting!
"Then I announce that the king of this hundred grand event is ..."
Under the tumult of love, Xiaoya pointed to Zhuo Fan at the front and shouted. However, before she finished speaking, her soft footsteps gradually came to her.
Step by step!
Zhuo Fan walked rhythmically, his face was light, and he walked towards the center of the exhibition stand step by step. Xiaoya stunned for a moment, a puzzled expression appeared on her face: "Master Song, you are ..."
"No one but me is eligible to declare me King Dan!"
Leaving a flirty sentence, Zhuo Fan didn't seem to see that Xiaoya, and walked past her straight, not squinting.
Everyone on the stage couldn't help but stunned, and then boiled with more excitement. This Master Song really has the momentum of a king, and it is indeed a generation of kings!
Xiaoya also seems to have forgotten. On this stage, he was the judge. He turned his cheeks slightly red, staring at Zhuo Fan in a drunken manner, and completely forgot his own job.
Xie Tianyang couldn't help but sigh with envy and jealousy, "Oh, it's really pretentious. When will I have the opportunity to pretend to be compelling, I will be satisfied."
Crowds of voices continued to be heard in his ears. Zhuo Fan came to the display stand and looked at the wooden box near him. He exhaled for a long time, and his heart was as relaxed as a large stone.
"Chu Qingtian, bring your cloak here, and your sister's gift of medicine, I can also be paid off."
Zhuo Fan secretly said, with a wave of his hand to unwind the cloak behind him, slowly placed on the display platform.
In an instant, everyone couldn't help but stunned, the audience was silent for a moment. Seeing that the four words of Dan Dantian in the center of the display stand were windless and automatic, there was an inexpressible excitement flowing in people's hearts.
"Yi Dan ... Qingtian!"
I don't know who it was, and whispered it softly, spreading to everyone's ears. Then all of them danced their fists high and shouted loudly: "One pledge to heaven, one pledge to heaven, one pledge to heaven ..."
That's right, the title of King Dan is no longer worthy of Zhuo Fan's extraordinary status in their hearts, and only the name he put behind him at the beginning, once a pill is worthy of heaven, can he be worthy of the amazing alchemy of Master Song. Surgery.
Chu Qingcheng held Zhu Lip tightly, eyes full of tears.
Although what people call is Zhuo Fan's Yi Dan Qing Tian, but that is her brother Chu Qing Tian's wish, after all, Zhuo Fan really took her brother's wish today.
So looking at Zhuofan's eyes, he was even more grateful.
The King of Poisonous Drugs listened to people 's shouts in a trance, then looked at the four words on the stage. He could n't help but start to cry and laugh, and murmured: "Yi Dan Qingtian, ca n't think of the world. Someone really can do these four words. God, whether the old man lost in his hand or yours today, hahaha ... "
Poison hand medicine Wang Zhuangruo is mad, but in his eyes it is as though he has figured out something, a lot of clarity ...
Taking a deep breath, the crowd cried out in his ear, but Zhuo Fan seemed as if he didn't hear it, and it was very calm. No longer to look at that cloak, because at this moment, he has nothing to do with that cloak.
He has done everything he has to do, and he has also returned his love. Next, it is his real purpose.
The light in his eyes condensed, Zhuo Fan's eyes gradually became indifferent again, looked at the wooden box on the stage, and reached out without hesitation.
But at this moment, the sound of breaking the sky sounded, and an iron fist with a golden light rushed at him: "Boy, if you want to take the bodhi root, you are not worthy!"
"Be careful!" Chu Qingcheng seemed to find the crisis, and could not help but lose his color, yelling, but it was too late.
The iron fist came to Zhuofan's head in an instant.
The pupil of the eye snapped, and a fierce flash in Zhuo Fan's eyes! He now no longer needs to continue to be Song Yu, he is the Devil Emperor, Zhuo Fan ...