"I believe everyone has had a feast for their eyes with the battle of god-king-level strange fires.
The main purpose of this conference is to refine medicine. It's getting late, so all the alchemists are invited to start refining the elixir. Huo Lingtian continued, exposing the conflict between Yun Qingyan and Qu Yang in one sentence.
One was a God-killing master who didn't know the details, and the other was a young Zong-level alchemist. Any damage to either one would be enough to cause a headache.
"Refining medicine can't be accomplished just by relying on a high level of alien fire." After Qu Yang took a few pills, his pale face had recovered a little, and he hummed to Yun Qingyan.
He still didn't give in.
The other party just dominated the flames and was superior to him, but he refused to accept it.
"Then I'll see the real seal on my hand." Yun Qingyan smiled contemptuously and coldly, her bright and flamboyant eyebrows unparalleled in charm.
After saying this, she ignored Qu Yang and summoned the green wood fire with her backhand to start tempering the medicinal materials.
This time, she mixed some red fire into the green wood fire to improve the tempering efficiency.
In fact, it would be better to use the red fire directly, but the red fire consumes too much power. She was afraid that she would not be able to refine all the medicinal materials and her power would be exhausted.
Qu Yang stopped provoking and began to summon the Black Turtle Spirit Fire to begin tempering.
Both of them restrained the pressure of the strange fire this time, and the alchemists around them finally got a chance to breathe.
Time passed little by little, and from time to time, an alchemist would be carried off the stage by the guards with his face pale or dejected.
They are the alchemists who have exhausted their mental power and cannot continue to refine, or the flame level is too low to purify the medicinal materials at all.
Just one operation of purifying the essence has wiped out a large number of people.
The sun slowly moved to the center, and the temperature became hotter and hotter. Despite the protective barrier, the heat brought by the flames of the alchemists still leaked a little, and the entire competition stage was like a big furnace.
Tempering medicinal materials is a very boring and tedious task, but no one left the scene. They all stared at the stage with burning eyes, and it seemed that they would not feel bored.
Until near evening, the sun is in the west.
The sky has darkened, and there are less than ten alchemists still insisting on the competition stage. With the help of high-level alien fire, Yun Qingyan and Qu Yang have finished refining all the medicinal materials, while the other eight people have nearly three people left. One-third of the medicinal materials are not refined.
Next, is the most important step of integration.
All eyes were focused on the two of them.
Yun Qingyan's face was a little pale, and her black hair was stained with sweat and stuck to her temples. After all, she was just entering the divine level for the first time. Refining so many high-level medicinal materials, the large consumption of mental and star power made her body unable to bear it.
Qu Yang's face looked better than hers, but not much better.
He glanced at Yun Qingyan in surprise. He didn't expect that she would persist until now, and that she would complete the tempering in about the same time as him.
After all, she is only a twelfth-level alchemist, and he is the master of alchemy!
At this time, the pride in Qu Yang's eyes also faded a bit.
"Come together." Yun Qingyan took a short rest, and her mental power gathered up the refined medicinal liquid like a dense net, contracting and merging it.
Qu Yang did not dare to lag behind and began to combine the medicinal liquid.
The medicinal properties of thousands of herbal medicines are combined together, which is complicated and difficult. It requires extremely high standards for the alchemist's grasp of the medicinal properties and the quality of his mental power.
Various medicinal liquids were tumbling and resisting, and both of their faces showed a look of difficulty. The shock of their mental power made their veins pop, and their eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
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