The Demonic Magic Emperor

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"Truely, this brat is truly a peerless genius. The man who had been thinking hard for so many years, this brat had cracked in an instant. Really admire, admire ..."

Tao Danniang could not help but laugh, both sighing and melancholy. Zhuo Fan's incredible alchemy power made him feel that his alchemy techniques were even more meaningless.

This was more than a blow to him by the poisonous hand medicine king.

After all, even if the poisonous hand medicine king was Tianyu's first alchemist, he could still see his back. But Zhuo Fan looked like an eagle rising from the sky, and it was just a momentary job, and he had nowhere to go.

After hearing this, Chu Qingcheng and the others could not help but shout in shock: "Is this true?"

“Of course, you know, this boy left us seventeen potions, which only liberated us from the poison of seventeen people and helped us spend a difficult time in Huayulou!” Tao Dannig took a deep breath and laughed.

Chu Qingcheng could not help but blink, and still not believe it to be true, muttering: "Aunt Tao, you mean, he broke the Danfang left behind by Qingtian? Then, that Danfang is right Hello? "

"Yes, that's right, even though the King of Poison Hand Potions denies it, but if you want to release the poison from the colorful Yunluozhang, you have to fix it according to the Danfang antidote. If not, there's no way to start."

Tao Danniang chuckled and then sighed with another face: "But this boy is even more amazing, not only cracking Nadan's formula, but also fixing it. Formula Nadan was originally a seventh grade elixir, but this kid suddenly rose to a Grade eight grade super grade. This way, even grandmothers can recover completely. "

"What, grandma?" Long Jiu and the others could not help but shout: "Isn't he dead?"

With a mysterious smile, Tao Danang shook his head gently: "There is still breath, but soon he will be resurrected!"

Hearing this comment, people did not notice it.

Zhuo Fan's hand was quite large. The grandmother of Huayu Building, the famous iron lady, acted decisively and decisively. Now not only did all the owners of Huayu Tower get rid of the control of Yaowangdian, but even the grandmother was resurrected.

Huayu Tower is a new resurrection. The Imperial Gate wanted to break through Huayu Tower, but it had never been this easy!

“This child really makes Huayulou bath reborn!” Long Jiuchang sighed, admiring his face and admiring Zhuo Fan even more. I was afraid Zhuofan had this layout at first.

Otherwise, it was just the chaos of Huayu Tower, and it would not have stopped the old Emperor Gate, and it would have dragged the allies along. Now, Huayulou was very helpful.

At this point, Long Jiu and the others understood that Chu Qingcheng and them knew better.

Looking at each other, Chu Qingcheng felt a great deal of gratitude towards Zhuo Fan in their hearts. Even the landlord of the peony who still cursed Zhuo Fan's cruelty and injustice now had a sense of shame in his heart.

After all, whatever Zhuo Fan's goal was, one thing was certain. He let Huayulou stand up again.

Based on this, he was the great benefactor of Huayu Tower!

"Now, he doesn't owe me any more, but I owe him. We both still have problems!" Chu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow and could not help but laugh.

Then, everyone could not wait to return to Huayu Building, to release the poison to the sisters, and reorganize the troops.

However, no one noticed that the figure with wings on the treetops that was far below the moon, watched them leave, sighed, and disappeared into the night ...

On the other hand, on the wide road, Yan Fu rode the carriage to the west while crying. There was the direction of the Medicinal King Palace, and the body of the Master in the carriage was the body of the Poison Lord's Hand Medicine King.

Perhaps no one would have thought that this trip to Huayu City, the king of poisonous hand medicine would die.

After wiping his nose aloud, Yan Fu recalled Master's voice and smiled before his death, and his concern for himself.

“No, I cannot cry, I want revenge!” Little tears burst out profusely, Yan Fu's eyes emitted a resolute color, his teeth were shaking: “Zhuo Fan, one day, I will kill you, and comfort my master's spirit in heaven!”

Call!

Suddenly, a storm came, and thunder blew. Yan Fu was startled and looked back, but he saw a man with thunder wings directly running towards him.

"Duo ... Zhuo ... Zhuo Fan!"

Suddenly, Yan Fu had just returned with a bloody grudge, his face disappeared instantly, his face collapsed, and he barely cried.

Brother, I said I'll take revenge on you later. What are you doing now? I'm not ready yet. Will you prepare me for seven or eighty years?

But Zhuofan had so much control, and decided what he was doing right away.

Woo!

Faster than a flash of lightning, Zhuo Fan arrived instantly!

Yan Fu's eyes shrank, there was no way to do it, he had to jump forward and jump tens of meters outside the car. He made a heel on the ground and stood up, his face dignified.

Since there is no way to avoid it, then come on, great death, I am not afraid of you.

However, Zhuo Fan did not visit him at all.

Booms!

Thunder blew, and Zhuo Fan directly passed through the carriage, and the carriage turned into flying ash in an explosion. But when Zhuo Fan flew into the sky again, there was already a figure in his hand.

"Back to whip the corpse, ha ha ha ha ha ..."

There was a silly laugh from Zhuo Fan in the air, Yan Fu's face trembled, there was no way to cry, and he roared in an instant, wailing: "Master, sorry, this is pointless, this is pointless, even your body cannot be stored. Humiliated by evil people, the disciples were completely unfilial ... "

Looking back at the child, Zhuo Fan nodded with a smile. Although this child had many flowers and could not make a big deal, this filial piety was praiseworthy.

After flying for half an hour, Zhuo Fan descended on the secret forest and threw the body of the Poison Hand King onto the ground.

Looking at the calm old man, Zhuo Fan took the pill and put it in his mouth, then took the gourd again. Opening his plug, the blood-red silkworm crawled out in a circular motion.

"Hey, hey ... finally useful!"

Zhuo Fan smiled strangely, and then stuffed the blood silkworm into the mouth of that poisonous hand. Then he took back the gourd, scored a dozen tactics in his hand, and shouted, "Ah ..."

Suddenly, a shockwave of sound passed through the King of Poisonous Potions Hands on the ground with ripples visible to the naked eye.

Shaking his body violently, the Hand Poison King Potion was smart, and suddenly sat down, his heart was shocked, his eyes were emitting a puzzling color, and looked around: "Old man, where is this?"

“Hehehe ... Yan Lao, we can finally chat quietly and calmly.” Zhuo Fan's mouth rose, and he looked at her with a blessed smile from the heavenly officials.

But when Yan Song saw his hypocritical face, he could not help but shiver, and subconsciously hurriedly retreated, withdrawing from it.

That way, it was like a small white rabbit looking at a huge tiger, completely out of instinct.

If you let someone else see it, your jaw will fall. Tianyu's enchanting first alchemy master, the Poisonous Hand Potion King, had walked the land for many years and had always been arrogant, who was afraid to come, how could he be afraid of this kind of counseling at this moment?

But as long as the person dealing with Zhuo Fan could fully understand the current poisonous hand king's behavior. The monstrous Demon King Zhuofan was simply inconceivable to ordinary people.

"I ... was I not killed by you, how could ..." Staring at Zhuofan for a long time, the poisonous medicine king seemed to be thinking about what happened four days ago, but to him, it seemed like it was only It happened immediately.

Can't help but laugh, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "My Zhuo Fan shots are always good, and people who want to kill are not alive. People who don't want to kill don't die either. At that time, the sound waves that struck you, I've If weakened, it would only temporarily separate your primordial spirit and flesh, and there would be a fake death phenomenon. As long as I give you a rejuvenation pill and then intimidate with the same sound waves, I will wake up. "

His eyes rolled around incessantly, and the King of the Poison Hand Medicines had fully understood him, and he looked at him suspiciously: "Why do you want to let me go and kill the old man?"

"Hehehe .. I said that, I respect you as a generation of alchemists. It is unfortunate to kill them. Better use them for me!" Zhuo Fan's eyes gleamed with a nice tent, and he laughed lightly.

Frightened, the Hand Poison King already knew the meaning of Zhuo Fan, and could not help but laugh loudly: "Hahaha ... You want to recruit parents, think about beauty? The old man was the first alchemist in the King Medicinal Palace. Are you listening to you? "

“Oke, really arrogant, I like an old man like you, so persistent, that you can make a good pill!” Zhuo Fan praised and gave a thumbs up to the poisonous hand medicine king, “Ah, then I am not That strong man in trouble! "

Unknowingly, the poisonous hand medicine king was a little strange. When he hit her, she wasn't angry at all? I just gave up, isn't this his demonic style?

"Zhuofan, aren't you trying to persuade me again?"

“Persuading you to do something? By the way, I will only say it once, and the meaning is just as good!” The corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth was slightly curved, and it seemed to be very good.

But in the next moment, it was a dozen tricks.

Suddenly, a red blood mark suddenly appeared on the forehead of the poisonous hand medicine king, followed by a burst of blood all over the body. The head was like it exploded, as if all of its nerves were torn apart.

The Poison King Hand hugged his head tightly and rolled around on the ground with pain. Among the seven tips, blood gurgles kept flowing.

“Zhuo Fan, what have you done to me?” Wang Jiu, the poisonous hand medicine, would crack, and his two eyes would be pinched, very pitiful.

He asked himself that he had never felt such a painful feeling in his life. Even if he was the most poisonous in alchemy before, he did not feel that way. Even the pain at that time was not as good as 1/10,000 at the moment.

She really did not understand, what exactly did Zhuo Fan do to her?

Can't help but laugh, Zhuo Fan showed him the red bug: "Old senior, don't hide it. Before you wake up, I'm afraid you won't agree, I'll eat this little thing for you. This is my Monster, silkworm, as long as I have an idea, it can make your entire body explode, and explode to death. "

Unable to stop the horror, Wang Wanwan, the poisonous hand medicine, did not expect Zhuo Fan to have such a cruel poison. She knew that she could not eliminate him for a while, so she shouted: "Zuo Fan, you can't count words, don't force the husband!"

"Yes, I'm not forcing you. Being willing to follow me is your freedom. But if you refuse, it means we are still enemies. I will kill the enemy. It's justified." Zhuo Fan looked innocent. See her.

The corner of the poison medicine king's mouth collapsed and he almost shouted, speechless.

He knew in his heart that Zhuo Fan was forcing him to follow him, but the reason was so reasonable that he could not refute at all.

"Then you will give the old man happiness, don't torture the old man anymore!"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh .. It's up to you, how to kill your own enemy, it's up to me. Have you seen the enemy and taught him how to kill him?" Zhuo Fan blinked, revealing an innocent Smile.

But that smile, in the eyes of the Poison Hand Potion King, was terrifying!

Demon Zhuofan, a well-deserved reputation, was truly too ruthless ...