Boom boom!
The holy thunder kept ringing, and the terrifying thunder power frightened everyone in Ding City.
Fortunately, they are not ordinary city residents. People who stay in Ding City all year round can often see Tianlei. There are too many alchemists here.
However, they see relatively few of these holy-level thunders.
They had also heard a little bit about the gambling between the Holy Medicine Masters in Zongtan Castle, but unfortunately they were not qualified to enter the castle to watch the battle between the Holy Masters.
When this wave of holy thunder fell, they were extremely excited. If they could see it up close, they would have no regrets in this life.
After the two waves of holy thunder fell, the dark clouds in the sky did not disperse for a long time. Everyone looked up and stared at the sky, waiting for the third wave of holy thunder to fall.
"Fall down, fall down!" Xing Yashang clenched his fists and shouted in his heart.
Wang Youling and Zhong Feng were also extremely nervous. If Xing Yashang could attract the third wave of Holy Thunder, not only would he be sure to win the alchemy bet, but his status could also be further improved. It was really a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.
The holy pharmacists present were also extremely nervous. If Xing Yashang was allowed to go further, their pressure would be even greater.
In the end, the thunder condensed in the dark clouds was unable to fall and quietly dispersed.
Xing Yashang said unwillingly: "It's still a little bit worse. Why is it like this?"
In this elixir refining process, he only destroyed a few herbs, and all the medicinal essences were foolproof. However, he still failed to refine the real Three Tribulations Holy Pill. He was really disappointed.
Some of the alchemists below felt pity, and some were secretly happy, each with different thoughts.
Miao Miao got angry and said: "It's over, the Second Tribulation Holy Pill, Elder Xing Sheng is going to win this time."
As a banker, he had collected hundreds of thousands of bets on high-grade Xuan Lingshi. These bets were all made by betting on Xing Yashang to win. Even if the odds were low, he would still suffer a big loss.
Qingfeng was indifferent, her gaze remained on Yang Wu without moving away.
"The perfect second calamity holy elixir, Lord Xing is worthy of being a silver-green level holy pharmacist." Wang Yougeng said with emotion.
Zhong Feng said with a smile: "This third wave of thunder did not fall, but it condensed and did not disperse. It is at least a quasi-Three Tribulation Holy Pill. Master Xing's alchemy level has improved further. As long as his strength improves, he will definitely be able to become a top-level Holy Medicine Master." Among them." After a pause, he smiled and said: "Ten thousand high-grade holy stones, half for you and me. This is a free gift. If you don't take it, you won't take it."
"Hehe, isn't it?" Wang Youling glanced at Qingfeng and smiled, then he said to Miao Miao: "Miao Miao, don't be unhappy, it's not your holy stone that won. When the time comes, you can still draw a hundred holy stones." Stone, enough for you to make up for your losses."
Miao Miao smiled and whispered: "Why don't you give me a thousand holy stones? Anyway, these holy stones were picked up for free."
"It's easy to talk about." Zhong Feng smiled and cursed in his heart: "Greedy boy."
Xing Yashang put away the puppet and opened the lid of the cauldron. His old eyes revealed a look of ecstasy and he said with a smile: "Haha, it's the Three Tribulations Star Pattern Pill."
Three star-marked pills were condensed in his black-gold Crow Holy Cauldron. Each pill was extremely round, with two thunder patterns each. There was also a looming thunder pattern, even if it was not completely revealed. It does mean that this elixir can be called a quasi-Three Tribulations Star Pattern elixir.
The Quasi-Three Tribulation Pills are more valuable than any Two-Tribulation Pills, which means that Yang Wu must refine the same level of pills, or a higher pill to win, even if Yang Wu refines the Second Tribulation Pills Pill, then he will definitely lose.
When Xing Yashang saw his elixir, he felt that he would definitely win.
At this time, a holy pharmacist flew past Miao Xuanqi and determined Xing Yashang's elixir.
After the holy pharmacist saw it, he sealed the elixir and waited until Yang Wu's elixir was refined before making comparisons.
"Condensing the Three Tribulations Star Pattern Pill, this is a top-grade holy pill. It seems that Elder Xingsheng is well prepared."
"There is no suspense in this competition. It is a pity that Yang Wu is destined to withdraw from the stage of alchemist."
"It's not surprising that Elder Xing Sheng can refine such an elixir. When his strength improves further, it will be easy to become a top holy pharmacist. It seems necessary to get closer to him."
"Yang Wu seems not to be affected by the Holy Thunder. He is still refining the Holy Demon Core. This determination is really good. Unfortunately, it is just in vain."
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The commotion caused by the Holy Sky Thunder was very big. Yang Wu could not be unaffected at all. He was really affected. The magic weapon electric fork in his Sky Thunder Bone almost flew out to absorb those Sky Thunder. Fortunately, he was able to Suppress it tightly, otherwise if it really flies out, you don't know what trouble will happen.
After the two waves of holy thunder fell, Yang Wu breathed a sigh of relief and continued to silently refine the holy demon core in his cauldron. Since he had accepted this gambling match, there was absolutely no way he would give up, not to mention that he might not lose, right?
There is less than half an hour left before the end time.
Yang Wu still failed to refine the Holy Demon Core, and everyone thought that Yang Wu had no chance of winning.
Only a few hope for a miracle.
The drunk old man took a deep sip of wine and thought to himself: "If you want to refine a pill that exceeds the three calamity level, it will really put this guy in trouble. If he really loses, even if he goes out of his way, he still has to protect him." one time."
The handsome man beside Cao Jifei said, "Junior sister, do you think there is still a chance?"
Cao Jifei responded calmly: "You can refine the holy elixir, but you are destined to lose in the end."
"Yes, having such an alchemy level at such a young age is already impressive. If he really wins, we will be really embarrassed." The handsome man said with a slight smile.
Seeing a man who was younger than him and very talented in alchemy, he didn't feel so comfortable. He didn't mind being upstaged by his junior sister, but he couldn't bear to be upstaged by a strange young man. of.
Fortunately, such a young man has lost his future like this, which is really a happy thing.
Jealousy is common to everyone.
This handsome man is not exempt from vulgarity.
With less than a quarter of an hour left, Yang Wu finally refined the Holy Demon Core. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The energy contained in the high-level Holy Demon Core is really great. The power of the Star Pattern Pill must be amazing."
Next, it's time to fuse the essence of herbal medicine and the core power of the holy demon.
The fusion of holy power is not as easy as ordinary elixirs. It requires mental willpower to knead them into a ball and then cool them down before they can finally condense.
This is the time when mental will is especially tested at this stage.
Yang Wu achieved the battle soul and the power of the holy soul. He released the majestic soul power and forcibly kneaded the herbal essence and the core power of the holy demon together. These powers kept rotating in the medicine cauldron, It quickly condenses into a ball and needs to be kneaded and polished repeatedly to achieve the effect. Once it cannot be supported, these forces will completely collapse and all the hard work will be in vain.
Yang Wu's soul power was being consumed rapidly. This was the most critical time and absolutely nothing could go wrong.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a little nervous when they looked at Yang Wu.
They also want to see if Yang Wu can condense the holy elixir. If Yang Wu fails, they will feel it is a pity. In their hearts, they hope that Yang Wu can condense the elixir and end up with a glorious end despite defeat. That is what they want to see. to the result.
"Come on, boy!" Zui Lao secretly shouted in his heart.
The holy elders of the Youdan tribe are also secretly cheering for Yang Wu, not wanting Yang Wu to lose.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Wang Youling couldn't help but said, "Tsk, tsk, the time is almost up."
His voice was quite loud and could be clearly heard by everyone present. It was clearly intentional and he wanted to interfere with Yang Wu's final rhythm of condensation.
"Noisy!" A voice suddenly rang in Wang Youling's ears, instantly blasting Wang Youling's seven holes to bleed, and almost completely erasing his holy soul.
Wang Youling was so frightened that he knelt on the ground quickly, not daring to breathe. This was punishment from their deputy leader, and he wanted to die.
Zhong Feng, who was next to Wang Youling, was so frightened that he trembled all over when he saw Wang Youling like this. He bowed his head and did not dare to make any unnecessary moves.
Miao Miao was not far away from them. He covered his mouth and thought to himself: "My dear, our ancestors are so cruel."
There was only half a quarter of an hour left before the end. Yang Wujiang exerted the power of his fighting soul to the maximum. The power of his soul forcibly crushed the power in the medicine cauldron into one piece. His soul power was almost exhausted. He shouted: "Condensing Pill ! ”
The flames were completely removed, and the profound energy of heaven and earth fell crazily along with the lid of the cauldron. The medicine cauldron was cooling rapidly. When the lid of the cauldron was closed, Yang Wu was almost exhausted.
With his ability, he can refine ordinary holy pills, but it is still quite difficult to refine high-level holy pills.
He quickly refined the third-turn Xiaoxuan Dan in his body to replenish the lost soul power and mysterious energy to welcome the arrival of the Danjie.
He had no doubt that his elixir would not lead to calamity. If he didn't even have this confidence, why would he provoke Xing Yashang? He was not that stupid.
"Finally the elixir is condensed." Zui Lao said with a sigh of relief.
Concubine Cao Jixian also showed a hint of expectation. She looked up at the gathering dark clouds and murmured: "It will be a holy elixir for several tribulations."
The handsome man said from the side: "It can only take a pill to survive."
Qingfeng looked at the dark clouds covering her and finally showed a smile.
Miao Miao captured this scene and couldn't help but praise: "It's so beautiful."
Xing Yashang's expression became gloomy, and he cursed in his heart: "He was still condensed into a holy elixir, but the result will not change. The winner will only be me."
For some reason, he looked at the thick dark clouds and felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart. The dark clouds seemed a bit fierce and scary.
I don't know who shouted in surprise: "The holy thunder has fallen!"
Boom boom!
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