The Demonic Magic Emperor

Zhuofan Dead Point

"Great, we won another game."

On the landlord stage, the landlord Peony shouted in excitement. Looking at Chu Qingcheng and the two of them, their faces also showed cheerful faces. Although Song Yu was fake, this alchemy alchemy was extremely powerful.

If not for him, the King's Poisonous Hand Potion might have been shouting all the way. If this continued, that day, Yu's first alchemy master, Yan Song, there would probably be a moment of defeat.

Dong Tianba looked at these three women cheerfully, hesitating for a moment, and solemnly said: "Master Chu, forgiveness is beneath him. Under him it was certain that that person was not my brother Song Yuxian. Absolutely not hiding, me and that Brother Song Yuxian is brother-in-law, how could he be a brother? "

"Does it matter if he's Song Yu?"

However, the three of Chu Qingcheng had yet to speak, and Xiao Dandan hurriedly jumped out and defended: "Anyway, no matter who he is, he is the girl's husband."

Chu Qingcheng looked at each other, and nodded slightly.

Chu Qingcheng even chuckled softly and said lightly: "Dong Tianba, you must be afraid of the killing intent in his eyes right before you hear some of us. In fact, Xie Gongzi had stated that the person was his. Friends, not Song Yu. "

"In that case, what about my brother Song Yuxian?"

"Well, it must have been killed by him. Otherwise, how could he have pretended to be a child so recklessly and come here?" At this moment, Xie Tianyang laughed and patted Dong Tianba on the shoulder. Then, I looked at Chu Qingcheng and admired: "Sister-in-law is really good at controlling husbands. After that, the child will be controlled by you, but do not let him out to hurt others, especially the younger brother."

The cheeks did not feel red, and Chu Qingcheng said angrily, "Xie Gongzi, you ...what are you talking about?"

“No, I'm not talking nonsense.” Xie Tianyang seriously said, blinking his eyes, “That boy is always attracting attention, his stomach is very nice. If someone hit him with a fist, he would cut him with ten knives. But just a word. , Let the boy let go of the idea of provocation, which shows the burden of the sister-in-law in his heart. Only you can let him commit fewer murders in the future, and I'm better for my sister. "

The cheeks were even more flushed, and Chu Qingcheng slightly nodded with a twist, but a sweet stroke flashed through his mind.

"He ... is it really terrible?" Chu Qingcheng pondered for a moment, staring at Xie Tianyang.

Eyebrows could not help but shake, Xie Tianyang turned to Long Jiu and they looked at each other, then everyone nodded in unison. And all eyes, without exception, were filled with deep fear.

With a long breath, Chu Qingcheng's mouth showed a satisfied smile.

If such an evil person is willing to change for him, then his heart must be right!

"My ideal husband is a world-renowned hero who is willing to do his best to devote his life to me. It seems today, I found ..."

Chu Qingcheng said silently in his heart, and looked into Zhuofan's eyes, which were not only gentle, but were also filled with many feelings ...

Booms!

In the VIP seat on the east side, Huang Pu Qingyun smashed into the stone table beside her. The stone table, which had already cracked everywhere, was completely shattered this time.

Everyone beside him was shocked, Qi shook his body, and took a step back involuntarily.

"In the second round of competing against Dan, I actually lost again! And this time, even Yan Lao himself claimed to be convinced. You said he still had a chance to get root bodhi ficus and the boy's head brightly. "

Huang Puqing's eyes narrowed involuntarily, his face gloomy and frightening.

Everyone could not help but shut their mouths and not dare to make a sound. Lin Zitian's eyes rolled, and his heart moved. He secretly said that this was a good opportunity for praise.

So he rushed forward and advised: "Second son and don't worry, Elder Yan is known as the first alchemist of Tianyu, the king of poisonous hand medicine. But he was careless for a while and lost a game or two. There will be precautions. "

Lin Zitian's sentence was roughly the same as the sentence from the Valley of Ghost Elders Five. They all pushed for the success or failure of honor and disgrace for Yan Song alone, and had nothing to do with himself.

It's unfortunate that this moment, one moment.

Eyebrows trembled uncontrollably, Huang Pu Qingyun seemed to suppress the anger in his heart, sneering loudly: "Oh? It seems Elder Lin is very important to Elder Yan, then if he loses again, the child will accept him you ask. "

"Ok ... uh, huh?"

In an instant, Lin Zitian was stunned. This ... is this completely different from your attitude towards the five old men earlier?

The elders of the five had lost their laughter at this moment, showing a cynical smile.

Although this Lin Zitian was a clump of grass, but it was really not very good! Copying what the old man said, there was nothing new, disliked. I can't find a starting point to flatter.

Previously, Emperor Pu Qingyun noticed Yan Song a long time ago. You should respect the old man as much as possible, and of course be loved by him. But now, the old man had been defeated twice. Huang Pu Qingyun was angry because she was not okay. Are you going to respect him and not hit his muzzle?

Hey, hey ... It was also a technical job to defeat Ma Fengying. You have to work harder in your head.

What a bad luck, always me ...

Ding!

Suddenly, the bell rang loudly, the prologue of the third round of the competition, was officially opened.

Looking at the alchemy master who was less than forty on the spot, Xiaoya pondered for a moment, and said loudly: "This time, the title of the third round alchemy competition is alchemy."

As soon as this comment came out, everyone looked at Zhuo Fan, the alchemy master.

Ever since Zhuofan revealed two-handed alchemy, he knew it all. On alchemy techniques, who could compare to this Song master who was embracing the ancient secret.

For a while, some people shook their heads and sighed, while others stared at the sky, seemingly having no desire to win. Only ten top alchemy masters were still neat.

Since they all knew clearly, alchemy skills were an important factor in assessing alchemy. But alchemy is much more than just a skill.

According to the first two rounds of the competition, they understood that this alchemy matter would become increasingly difficult. The medicinal rank would also be higher and higher, and this was Zhuofan's death point.

What they have been waiting for is a chance to return.

In their eyes, Zhuofan was indeed an unprecedented alchemist ghost, but it was simply impossible to get rid of these alchemy shackles ...

"In this third round competition, you need a master to improve ... Wupin Lingdan!" Xiaoya pondered for a moment and announced.

As soon as this statement came out, Zhuo Fan's brows involuntarily furrowed, and the rest of the ten other alchemists all showed such faces.

Especially the King of Poisonous Hand Potion, at the moment when Xiaoya's voice had just fallen, he gave Zhuo Fan a provocative look, revealing a smile.

"This time refining Wupin Lingdan was faster than speed. The faster the speed, the more skilled it proves. Whoever makes it first will be selected for the final Dan King finals. Now, begin!"

As soon as Xiaoya's words fell, everyone lit a Yuanli fire in their hands, and most of them had already started to have to borrow the furnace tripod. But only the Hand Poison King Medicines and Tao Danniang were still alchemy in their hands.

It was clear that the alchemy skills of two people had been above everyone.

Zhuo Fan, who was unanimously favored by everyone, stood staring at the same spot and stood still. There was a trace of dignity on his face that could not be dispelled.

“No, this kid is in trouble!” Long Jiu, with one eye staring at the landlord stage, shrank uncontrollably, anxiously. The other people hurriedly looked at him, their faces all confused.

Notably, the owner of the Peony was a grumpy person, and he was also impatient. He couldn't help but ask: "Nine Uncles, what happened, wasn't that kid always invincible? Why doesn't he move now?"

Staring intently at the contemplative rock figure Zhuo Fan below, Long Jiu let out a long sigh: "Ah, because of this child, he met his alchemical death hole."

"Dead hole?"

"Yes!"

Nodding fixedly, Long Jiu solemnly said: "The reason why this kid is able to win many games of alchemists in succession, and even let the poisonous hand medicine king willingly wind down, it was entirely dependent on the entire secret world of alchemy.

"However, there are three factors that determine the level of alchemy. Xiuwei, flame, and alchemy techniques. Xiuwei determined the continuous flame output of the alchemist, the flame determined the refining of medicinal ingredients, and the alchemy technique was the alchemy Means required to make high-grade medicine, but ... "

Speaking of which, Long Jiu pondered for a moment, biting his teeth and said, "This kid's alchemy technique is indeed an incomparable unparalleled technique. But we only saw the most dazzling side, but ignored his hand. Fire was only the most common elemental flame, and the most important one was its greatest death point, its cultivation was merely the duality of a forging bone. "

"This kind of practice, just to become an ordinary person, had just been able to become a third-rate alchemist. He could use a second grade medicinal ingredient to forcibly upgrade to the point where it was close to fifth grade alchemy. This has become the limit. Now let him With so many alchemists competing with Dan, and using five levels of medicinal ingredients to refine an elixir, his fire was insufficient and cultivation insufficient. The production of high-grade herbal medicine is not the same as the purification of low-grade herbal medicine. "

Hearing this remark, no one was surprised, and then looked again at the seemingly peerless Zhuo Fan below the field, but all showed a sad color.

“Master, Sir, he lost, is he really going to lose his mind, please help him.” Xiao Dandan looked at the owner of the Peony anxiously.

Can't help but laugh, Long Jiu and the others looked at each other, but they weren't in a hurry.

Zhuo Fan was not a master who easily gave his head to others. He didn't take someone else's head.

Moreover, even if he lost, it just went back to his original plan, killing people and taking medicine, what was the problem?

However, they would never think of Jingdan's importance to Zhuofan this time, he should never lose. Since this was related to the question of whether he could return Chu Qingcheng's favor, the Luo family had made him tired of running around, he did not want to drag Chu Qingcheng and the other Huayu Towers.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhuo Fan wondered if it was time to sacrifice the mysterious green inflammation ...