บท 721: The heavenly lightning for an eighth-grade pill (5)

The courtyard turned silent in an instant.

Mu Zhen's face stiffened. He looked up angrily, but his voice disappeared when he saw the old man's face.

Bai ZhangFeng?

'Is this the medicine sect's sect master, Bai Changfeng?'

"Sect leader Bai, you've come?" wen wuwei looked at bai changfeng and slowly heaved a sigh of relief. " you're saying that this is an eighth-grade pill? "

"You don't know?" Bai ZhangFeng glanced at Wen Wuwei indifferently. this Alchemist is refining pills in your misty illusory Manor. You actually don't know the grade of the pills he is refining? However, this heavenly lightning is even more violent than the one I encountered back then. It can be seen that the pill is a superior existence even among the eighth-grade ones."

The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile. He did not notice that mu Zhen's face turned pale after he finished speaking.