The Demonic Magic Emperor

The hand of the world

Unknowingly, Zhuofan turned his head stiffly, raised an eyebrow, and muttered, "Do you .. know?"

“I don't know yet!” The corner of his mouth was slightly tilted, and Chu Qingcheng looked at him with a strange gaze: “Wait until you tell me honestly, husband!”

"Hey, don't say that, don't mention it first. Master Chu, there is a misunderstanding, I really do not know what you mean ..." Zhuo Fan waved his hand hurriedly, and then saw that the poisonous hand medicine king had already started a second time Alchemy, hurriedly saying, "This matter will be discussed later, I'll kick the old man out first."

After speaking, he ran away.

Chu Qingcheng could not help but be stunned. Other than his confusion, there was a deep sense of loss in his eyes.

It was not his narcissism, it was just that he really felt that he was the only one in terms of his behavior and appearance. Based on past experience, nine out of nine men will see it when they see it.

Even if there were one or two accidents, you could get along harmoniously, so why not scare people?

However, Zhuo Fan's performance today, as if she was a dinosaur girl to depend on, actually wished she had four legs. It made him feel bitter for a while. How could this child be any different from other men?

Other men, by this time, were already very romantic and suave, and had become veterans of the field of love in hundreds of flowers, and the leaves did not touch the body, the Pope said, but this boy actually still kept the boy ...

Thinking of this, Chu Qingcheng could not help but blush his cheeks, whisper silently, and curse to himself that this was where he thought about it.

However, what he really could not think of was that Zhuo Fan did this because he had reached the peak of the Demon Emperor. It is only natural to understand that morality and women are the greatest obstacles that hinder the progress of strong men.

He wanted to re-enter the peak of the magic path, surpass the demon emperor, run into the demon emperor realm, naturally he had to leave these two obstacles behind.

Chu Qingcheng did not return to the landlord platform, still standing on the spot, paying close attention to the only man who had touched him so far, and ran back to the first alchemy platform.

But Zhuofan did not know how to do it, and he only had the attachment and desire to win.

With a quick glance towards this dead enemy returning to his side, the Poison Hand Potion King's fury dissipated more than before, and smiled coldly: "Well, what are you doing back?"

"Alchemy!"

Zhuo Fan moved inside and was secretly admired. The Poison Hand Medicine King was worthy of being Tianyu's first alchemist, he was so angry that he regained his composure within a few breaths.

This mindset is rare.

"Hey, hey ... An alchemy? I thought you were here to make trouble for the old man."

“You look too high on you, I need to make trouble for you?” Zhuo Fan snorted with raised eyebrows.

Shaking his head recklessly, the Hand Poison King Medicinal, while refining the medicine in his hand, smiled evilly: "If it wasn't for the trouble, what use would you have to appear? With your alchemy speed like a turtle, it is no longer possible to be a finalist Now

“So it turns out, then you will make trouble again.” Zhuo Fan did not mind, still calm.

Suddenly losing his laughter, the King of the Poison Hand Potions looked at Zhuofan in disdain: "Hehehe ... If you had planned this from the beginning, it would have been a good idea. Even if you can't fix Wupindan, you can interfere with the old man's purification, Let Tao Danniang take first place. Unfortunately, your son is too arrogant to talk from the beginning, saying that anyone can throw you out of this chair, and put his head in his hands. Tao Danniang, he's not a man? "

Suddenly horrified, everyone heard this remark and could not help feeling anymore.

Yes, in this field, everyone can lose and be capable, only Zhuofan cannot lose. Once he fell from the throne of the champion, his head would move with him.

"Hahaha .. when the old man helps you well and brightly, you can still reach the final of King Dan! At that time, did you think that Tao Danniang could stop the old man?" The poison medicine king laughed loudly and it seemed like it had just begun. Depression is erased all at once.

Chu Qingcheng frowned deeply, and looked at Zhuofan with a worried expression, and there was still a hint of error in his eyes.

You can go crazy, but you have to be worthy. This time, the old man caught his grip, but it was hard to survive. Yet these points were actually carved out of a model.

Chu Qingcheng looked like love and hate. Will he lose his girlfriend twice?

Tao Danniang, who was about to finish with alchemy, shook his palm uncontrollably when he heard this remark, and the refining flame stopped.

"Old lady, keep fixing your paint, if you don't make it, someone else will make it!"

Zhuo Fan glanced at him lightly, and turned his head towards the King of Poisonous Hand Potion again, the look in his eyes instantly cooled: "Old man, since I said, I will always stand on this chair, I will always stand on this chair, someone else, there was no chance of touching it. You can't, neither can anyone else. "

As soon as those words fell, Zhuo Fan suddenly lit a blazing flame with one hand, With a flick of a finger, dozens of medicinal herbs flew into the flame.

Looking at the scale of this flame, it turned out to be no worse than the flames of Yuan Li, the poisonous hand medicine ruler and their master in the Profound Heavenly Realm.

Seeing this scene, the poisonous medicine king burst into laughter: "Hahaha ... Stinky boy, with your cultivation practice, it is not enough to maintain a strong fire for a long time. You are extremely alchemy, it is pure death!"

"Huh, stupid, I'll show you this, where is the distance between you and me!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan suddenly shouted, and the other side slammed the flaming fire arm.

In an instant of time, the towering flames disappeared instantly. Only Zhuo Fan's fist was red and red, and hot air radiated from the gap between the fists.

All of this, from starting a flame, to putting down medicinal ingredients, and then holding everything in the palm of the hand, was just a few breaths, all in one go.

Most people on the field don't even have time to see what's going on, and it's all over.

Scratching his head doubtfully, everyone looked at each other and looked at Zhuofan on the field, wondering what he had just done.

The Poison Hand Medicine King stared at his fists tightly, his eyelids quivering slightly, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Ha ha ha, the result is the same as before, didn't you destroy all the medicinal ingredients?"

He was panting heavily, Zhuo Fan's face was pale, seemingly due to the exhaustion of his strength and collapse. However, an unprecedented evil bow appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the smile seemed full of confidence to no end.

"Old man, even though I did the same thing this time, the results may not be the same."

Provocatively glancing at the poisonous hand medicine king, Zhuo Fan raised his fist high and slowly opened it again: "Everyone, Wupin Lingdan, the refining is done!"

Zhuo Fan's high voice echoed throughout the audience, and the golden pill glittered with sparkling brilliance in his hands.

The dazzling Danxiang, the dazzling light, allowed everyone to judge at a glance, that was the real Wupin Lingdan.

In an instant, the audience went back up and down. What did Master Song do, how could he suddenly make a panacea.

The top ten alchemy masters close to Zhuofan even exclaimed in unison, "How is it possible?"

They are the closest and most obvious natural. Zhuo Fan knew how to turn a large group of medicinal ingredients into an elixir instantly. But because of this, the shock in their hearts was more than a hundred times stronger than the others!

Outstanding alchemy, they had not even seen it, they had never even heard of it before.

Liu Yi looked at Zhuo Fan in a ridiculous manner, almost forgetting that he still had Elixir in his hands, and his head was already short-circuited. Although he did not understand the ancient secrets, he knew something about the classic books. But even in the classics, there was no such secret technique.

Just the time to make a fist, the five-level spirit pill was released? The hell, if alchemy were to be so easy, then what could the alchemist be proud of in the future.

You have made an eternal pill, no one has practiced more in a few seconds!

On the landlord stage, everyone in Long Jiu was dumbfounded. Where is this alchemy, it is simply out of nothingness!

This alchemy trick is so damned, is this different from cheating?

In the VIP room on the east side, everyone led by Huangpu Qingyun was also stupid.

"This child, this child ..." His lips trembled for a long time, Huang Pu Qingyun was surprised, but he could not say a word. The people around him were all the same, not even as good as him.

Of the two disciples, only Zhuofan's hand holding Elixir could not hold the other. No one had even noticed Huang Puqing's disjointed speech.

With a long spit, Zhuofan took the elixir in his hand and shook it in front of the King Poisonous Hand Potion, which was already stunned. He said lightly: "Old man, ancient secret, palm of heaven, have you heard? "

Flashing violently, the Poison Hand Potion King turned his head stiffly and looked into Zhuofan's eyes as if he was looking at a monster out of nowhere. Lips gurgled for a long time, but could not say anything.

The shock brought by a handful of heaven and earth was not only the shock brought by the ancient mystery, but also the true anti-sky.

So much so that many alchemists were now living in dreams. They can't believe it. There will be alchemy in this world!

Doubtfully, Zhuo Fan said coldly, "Look, old man. This is the gap between you and me, the gap between Yi Dan Qing Tian and the Poison King of Medicine, the world is different."

Looking blankly at Zhuo Fan, the Poison Hand Medicinal King could not even utter a rebuttal.

With a sneer, he shook his head, and Zhuofan slowly raised Elixir to the screen, Xiaoya's direction, and said gently: "Sorry, I haven't cultivated enough, I can only concoct a Fifth Grade Top pill, I can only make a Fifth Grade Pill, I'm afraid I can't reach , won't affect my ranking. "

As soon as this comment came out, all the alchemists could not help but move their cheeks, and they all began to cry.

Already fighting the heavens to perfect a fifth grade spirit elixir in one breath, and in fact*** is top grade. How do you let us people live in the future?

Xiaoya also felt a little embarrassed at this moment, After Zhuofan had even called out to him three times, he simply reacted, he rushed forward and took the potion and looked at it carefully. Then he announced loudly: "Master Song successfully refined a Fifth Grade High-tier Spirit Pill and succeeded as the champion of this round and advanced to the final of the last Polar King!"

When Xiaoya's voice fell, Zhuo Fan turned around suddenly, his arms stretched out, looking at everyone, accompanied by a black robe behind him, with incomparable dominance, he announced loudly: "As long as Lao Tzu stood here on a chair, no one could stand anymore! "

"Master Song", "Master Song", "Master Song" ...

For a moment, everyone was excited, all dancing with high fists, shouting Zhuo Fan's present name.

Although the final of King Dan had yet to begin, Zhuo Fan was already a true true King in the hearts of everyone ...