The Demonic Magic Emperor

failures

The mysterious Qingyan obtained Zhuofan from a mysterious teacher at the Beast Mountain. His strength was so great that, with his current ability, he could not play one out of 10,000.

But he was able to deduce that even if Qingyan was placed there, it belonged to a legendary existence. It was only revealed that one-tenth of a thousand powers had been able to help him develop a high-grade elixir.

But ...

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan narrowed his eyes at the ten top alchemist masters, and saw them all refine the potion in their hands. Especially the poisonous medicinal king, Tao Danniang and Yan Fu, in addition to their relaxed faces, a deep light was mixed in the depths of their eyes.

Obviously, they still have to have the final killer in their hearts, until the final round of King Dan's victory.

Correspondingly, Qingyan was Zhuo Fan's main assassin. If announced earlier, it would definitely be targeted by this king of poisonous hand medicines. Still hiding it and using it in the final.

But in this way, the only method available is one trick, although it is riskier ...

Touching his nose helplessly, Zhuo Fan let out a long mutter, and finally began to move. With his actions, all eyes on the field turned to him in unison.

People wanted to know more about the outstanding achievements of these genius master alchemists who had repeatedly used amazing alchemy techniques.

However, under everyone's tight gazes, Zhuo Fan only had a pinch of fingers like an ordinary person, and a red elemental flame appeared in the middle of the palm.

Then, Zhuo Fan's fingers flicked, and five pieces of medicinal herbs flew into the flames.

There was no alchemy that wept over ghosts and deities like before, and there was no action like the one at the beginning of the second round competing against Dan, who instantly refined all the medicinal ingredients.

This was how Zhuofan made alchemy like an ordinary person, and the flames in his hands were even weaker than those of other alchemists.

The five tiers of medicinal ingredients, in the flames, looked like a veteran pulling a broken car, and it took half a day to purify that drop of liquid medicine.

Compared to the shocking world before, Zhuofan's alchemy at this moment was not just ordinary, it could be said to be bad! Almost all of the alchemists present in the field now had better alchemy skills than him.

That huge drop made everyone's hearts extremely heavy. They seemed to be witnessing a scene where a genius alchemist who had not been encountered for thousands of years fell from his peak into an ordinary dust scene.

The top ten alchemists in ten glanced towards Zhuo Fan. Some were regretful, some were helpless, but most people had complacent smiles.

The place of death of this child finally appeared in this third round.

In this burst of laughter, the back of Zhuo Fan who was standing on the first alchemy platform was extremely sullen.

It seemed to have realized that Zhuo Fan was very different from the first two rounds of competing against Dan.Not only did he lose his incredible alchemy, but it seemed that even his own arrogance had met a lot.

Xiaoya felt a little confused. For the first time in alchemy the alchemy master, he asked, intentionally or unintentionally, "Hey, I really don't know what happened to Master Song this time around. It looks different from the previous one?"

"Hey, hey .. that's for sure!"

With a cynical smile, the Hand Poison King Medicinal, while refining his alchemy, was horrified: "His alchemy has ended, and it is no longer possible to produce a good pill."

Unknowingly, Xiaoya said strangely, "Old man, what does this mean?"

With a glance at the few alchemists, everyone laughed out loud.

"The old man meant that he could only refine low-level elixirs, and he couldn't make high-level elixirs at all."

Seeing Xiaoya still confused, the poisonous hand medicine king was very happy to continue explaining: "Alchemy is generally divided into Wenwuhuo, low-level elixir, and the medicinal ingredients are more easily distilled. In general, the gentle Wenhuo was the main one. Burned. But when purifying high-grade medicinal ingredients, it was mainly based on martial arts, and the culture fire was not enough to refine it.

“But the cultivation of this child is not enough, and he can not support explosive fire for a long time, so he can not fix the fifth level magic elixir at all.” The poisonous medicine Wang Xie laughed and turned to Zhuofan, provocatively. This is your dead point, right, son. "

Ignoring him, Zhuo Fan's ancient well was still focused on alchemy.

"But ... Isn't Master Song just refining a fifth grade Longyang Pill?" Xiaoya asked, shocked.

Shaking his head in disdain, the poisonous hand medicine king said lightly: "Pil Longyang is a great refinement from second grade pills to fifth grade pills. Rarely. If he could improve Wupindan, it was estimated that he could raise Elixir to the level of Qipin. Unfortunately, hehehe ... "

Hearing this remark, everyone present sighed regretfully.

Seeing it was a bit lonely, but still insisting on the alchemy figure, everyone's heart, for no reason, actually felt an inexplicable sadness.

I don't know when, among the thousands of alchemists in the entire game, Zhuo Fan was the only one in everyone's eyes. People would be delighted with Zhuo Fan's amazing alchemy from time to time, inexplicable.

At this moment, with his loneliness, he would feel inexplicable sadness.

On the contrary, the alchemy master of the Poisonous Hand Potion, the current contemplation and jealousy, made everyone feel abnormally disgusted.

"Mr Song, come on, we support you!"

I don't know who it is, or where I'm from. There was a cheering sound for Zhuofan, and then there were many emotions all over the place, and cheering spirits were heard everywhere.

"Master Song, you're the best!"

"Mr Song, we love you!"

...

For a time, the entire Huayu Hall exploded in a pot, and the vowels caught fire. Xie Tianyang and the others were completely dumbfounded by the waves.

This child was nothing more than a pill, how could he attract the support of so many people? There were still people urging her to give birth to a monkey, Laozi Tangjianhoufu's son, why would no one want to do this for Laozi?

Slowly turning around, Zhuo Fan waved slightly. For a moment, the scene calmed down. Such a powerful cry, even the Elders of the Seventh Family, were unable to help move a little.

"You guys, thank you for your support."

Zhuofan's face was solemn, but he rarely showed sincerity: "The children of the next generation Sanliu family can come to this flower rain hall and show what they have learned throughout their lives. No complaints about death. The alchemy was on the way, but his state of mind was ethereal. My heart is the first, it's the first. Please just look at you after I finish the final potion.

As soon as those words fell, Zhuo Fan turned around and tried hard to fix his hand again, which was very difficult for him. But looking at the blunt robe behind him, everyone was already crying.

He had long been not only a magician in the alchemy world, but also a hero who pursued his entire life for alchemy.

Unlike the poisonous hand medicine kings, they were interested in alchemy techniques.In his heart, only a world in the heart was created. What a pure heart, a broad mind.

"Master Song, you are open-minded, please pay your respects to all of us!"

The alchemists who had been eliminated earlier saw Zhuo Fan knowing that he was no longer invincible, and still insisting on fixing, he did not feel any respect. Especially those who had previously voluntarily abstained, embarrassed. The rewards to Zhuofan were even more profound.

In the VIP room on the east side, Huang Pu Qingyun and the others laughed out loud. Even if he aroused the sympathy of so many people, he could not save his life in front of the Seventh Family.

Did this third-rate character dare to go against the Seventh Family led by the imperial gate?

On the landlord stage, even though Chu Qingcheng's heart knew it was wrong, the two disciples were already red. Zhuo Fan's sad figure was truly like a tragic hero, touching the most tender part of a woman's heart.

Xiao Dandan cried, and it seemed like he thought those were Zhuo Fan's last words.

Seeing all this, Xie Tianyang whispered helplessly: "This kid is really good, he acts again. But he mustn't act like he just did, act too much and be punished by others."

"Hey, hey .. This boy is very nice. How could he eat twice at the same loss?" Long Jiu shook his head recklessly and smiled, "Look at the old man, this child suddenly has an abnormal situation, and there must be a purpose."

"What's the point?"

Rubbing his red eyes, Longkui sucked his nose hard: "This kid hates too much, either to make people angry or cry."

Long Jiu was stunned and somewhat confused: "Xiao Kui, aren't you dealing with that child, how could you cry for him?"

The ends of his mouth could not help but collapse, Longkui complained: "Is it true that people are in the drama!"

Inevitably tripping, Long Jiu and Xie Tianyang looked at each other, all smiling bitterly, but wiping away the cold sweat on their heads.

Unfortunately, women ...

At the alchemy stage, the medicinal ingredients in the hands of the poisonous hand medicinal king had all been refined, and they had even begun to merge. For the rest of the alchemy masters, over half of the medicinal ingredients had been refined into liquid medicine.

However, Zhuo Fan's medicinal ingredients, but only a fifth of them were refined.

Seeing this, the Hand Poison King Medicine could not help but mock and disdainfully said: "Well, there is no point in using the public to be selfish. Even if you move the following hordes of trash to save you, they don't have this ability. Etc. If you get off this alchemy platform, that old man will take your head openly. "

"Oh? That's not necessary!"

His eyebrows slightly raised, Zhuo Fan looked at the unrefined medicinal ingredients in his hand, squeezing violently, and a color suddenly appeared in his eyes: "One palm!"

Poof!

There was a muffled sound, and a light smoke slowly floated out from his palm.

The King's Eyelid Poison Medicine trembled involuntarily, and then he laughed heartily: "Hahaha ... Before the medicinal ingredients were refined, the fire was extinguished. It was strange that the first-hand medicinal ingredients were completely destroyed! Click, is this your parting legacy? "

Without listening to him, Zhuo Fan's heart tensed up, and a fist that looked into his eyes, slowly spread out.

However, there was no immortality in sight, only ashes filled with hands!

It failed!

Zhuo Fan's heart sank and squinted his eyes at the poisonous hand medicine king.

I saw that at this moment, all of his medicines had fused together, and soon he would take the form of a pill. If it continues like this, the third round of Dan Dan's champion is none other than him.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan's eyes emitted a cold tent, and the corner of his mouth curved with a strange arch.

The old immortal things, just your damn Yin Laozi, this time I'll double back to you ...