The Alchemist God

Chapter 1082: I'll take care of this nosy!

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Holding the star spear high, Qiu Lang looked smug: "Who will challenge?"

Lin Muyu, Qin Yin, and Tang Xiaoxi all frowned and said nothing. There have always been more people who don’t know the heights of the sky and the earth, but Qiu Lang, who has cultivated to the Divine King Realm, is so arrogant that he doesn’t put the hundreds of Divine King Realm present in his eyes at all. Even more terrifying ignorance.

Under Qiu Lang's clamor, no one among the hundreds of people present to fight, almost everyone just kept silent or talked with each other.

The treasure hunt ended too late, it won't end until sunset, and the people who go up now are just looking for death.

The scene remained in a stalemate until noon, and after everyone had finished their lunch, the Treasure Hunting Conference continued.

When the time is about to end, there is only less than an hour left before the sun sets, and finally someone is about to challenge. It is a young cultivator with two swords in his hands, a person of the territory.

"brush!"

The young man stepped on the wind and stood proudly on the high platform. The two swords were naturally lowered, and he smiled slightly and said: "In Xiadi Zaiyu Wangxiang, please enlighten me from Master Qiu Lang!"

Qiu Lang was sitting on the ground, wearing a star spear across his lap and almost falling asleep. Wang Xiang's appearance made him feel refreshed. He immediately stood up and smiled: "Great, someone has finally come to challenge him, kid, Don't say so much, what do you use as a bargaining chip?"

Wang Xiang raised his long sword gently: "This pair of colored glaze double-stranded swords have been with me for many years. This is the second magical weapon, shouldn't it be enough to be a bargaining chip?"

"Okay, you need a double-stranded sword!"

Qiu Lang bounced up, the figure mingled in the flames, and the spear pierced away in an instant, and went straight to Wang Xiang's chest like a meteor falling to the ground, with a strong momentum of penetrating his heart.

But Wang Xiang is not the same as Xu Fei before. Liuli's double-stranded swords are parrying together, "When" two domain cyclones collide together, the air is full of explosions, Qiu Lang quickly moves, and for a while, spears are in the air. Heavy and full of flames, while Wang Xiang's colored glaze double-stranded sword galloped across the flames with wind and whirlpool.

Qiu Lang's fire law is fierce and domineering, while Wang Xiang's wind law is light and flexible. After you come and I fight for nearly 20 rounds, Wang Xiang suddenly yelled, and the double-stranded swords crossed and shook, "Dang" With a sound, Qiu Lang's star-piercing spear was shaken off.

"what?!"

Under Qiu Lang’s shocked gaze, Wang Xiang continued to swing his double swords, and continuously cut blood marks on Qiu Lang’s chest, criss-crossing each other. At least twenty swords burst out in an instant, but with every sword. They were not fatal, but they made Qiu Lang pale with fright, and knelt to the ground weakly.

"Why... Why didn't you kill me?" Qiu Lang asked.

"I'm not you, why should I kill you?" Wang Xiang suddenly kicked Qiu Lang off the platform.

The audience suddenly cheered everywhere.

"Wang Xiang really deserves to be the dragon of imperial wind..." Zheng Xian clapped his hands and cheered, and smiled: "In this game, Wang Xiangsheng and Qiu Lang lost!"

Wang Xiang politely saluted the stage with his swords hanging upside down, and then looked at the heroes indifferently, waiting for the next challenger.

"It's a double sword flow sword technique." Lin Muyu applauded softly: "It is possible to maintain the tactics as usual after dozens of moves. This Wang Xiang's sword technique is indeed very difficult, but it is a pity that his cultivation base is lower. If it does, it must be a manufacturable material."

Qin Yin Liwo smiled, did not speak, Lin Muyu has the heart to love and cherish talents. This is a good thing. Otherwise, if you are jealous and capable, you will not be able to achieve any climate in these 64 domains, although most of the gods here are masters. That kind of person.

Tang Xiaoxi said, "Isn't Xiaoyin going to challenge? If you don't go now, when will you go?"

"No hurry, wait." Qin Yin pursed her red lips, and said, "I want to see how many masters still haven't shot."

"Ok… "

Before he finished his words, a gray-haired young man leaped onto the stage carrying a warhammer. The warhammer slid vigorously on the crystal stone, and said in a deep voice: "Under the thunder, the master of the purple thunder hall, Lei Yuming, uses the third-class artifact, the purple thunder. Hammer as a bargaining chip, here to challenge your Excellency!"

The Purple Thunder Hammer is already a third-class artifact! And this Lei Yuming is also a powerhouse in the Divine Emperor Realm, and the strength of the 68-fold wave between his breath is faintly visible.

Wang Xiang frowned and nodded: "Lei Yuming?"

"Why, can't it?"

Lei Yuming smiled faintly, and after pressing the handprint of the life and death agreement on the guard's tray, he said: "Wang Xiang, today we will have a showdown in the Treasure Hunting Tournament."

"Okay, I can't ask for it!"

Wang Xiangjian raised his eyebrows, but he was eager to fight against a stronger opponent in the realm. This is very rare.

In the audience, Feng Zhanlin said in a low voice: "I'm afraid it won't be so easy to be good this time."

"How do you say?" Lin Muyu asked.

Fengzhan approached: "Lin Shuai didn't know. The territories of Geographical Region and Leiqi Region were connected. There were constant battles between the two domains. Just a few days ago, there was a bloody battle. Three masters of the gods died tragically. One of them was Lei Yuming's older brother Lei Yusong, and the person who killed Lei Yusong was Wang Xiang, so the two are mortal enemies, and Lei Yuming will definitely kill him."

"Oh, that's the case..." Lin Muyu was relieved: "I hope that Wang Xiang will not die on stage..."

After all, the disparity in strength is too great, Wang Xiang is just a 58-thick Dongtian God King, but his opponent is the God Emperor, and he holds a third-class artifact, regardless of whether it is strength or weaponry, Wang Xiang does not take advantage.

While talking, the fire and lightning splashed and collided on the stage. Lei Yuming's tactics were powerful and powerful, and the dancing warhammer moved like a fortress. The thunder and lightning raged away, forming a violent force field, while Wang Xiang He could only attempt to cut into Lei Yuming's force field using the law of the wind with his sword, but it was never necessary.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Xiang's sacred wall had begun to shatter.

"It's over, Wang Xiang is about to lose." Tang Xiaoxi pouted.

Lin Muyu was already surging with divine power in his body, as if he was about to make a move.

"Mu Mu, do you want to do it?" Tang Xiaoxi asked in astonishment.

"No, I want to save people."

Lin Muyu squinted his eyes: "It's enough to tell the winner, you don't have to be born or die, this king will save me!"

On the stage, the thunder light skyrocketed. After nearly thirty rounds of fighting, Lei Yuming roared and completely destroyed Wang Xiang’s divine wall with the advantage of absolute power. Jin Zhenfei flew Wang Xiang's two glass double-stranded swords. With the power locked, Wang Xiang opened his eyes wide and could only watch the purple thunder hammer destroy his body.

"Retain people..."

On the stand of Geographical Domain, the domain master had already stood up, but he did not really step forward to stop him.

On the contrary, a figure "brushed" appeared between Wang Xiang and Lei Yuming. The speed was astonishingly fast. A golden light rose up, and it was Xuanyuan Sword, heading straight for the Purple Thunder Hammer.

"Peng!"

The air current flew away, and along with the golden light and flames, Lin Muyu's power was so powerful. Although it was only a defense, it still shook Lei Yuming, a master of the Divine Emperor Realm, back more than ten meters away.

For a moment, Wang Xiang was stunned: "Lin...Leader Lin?"

Lei Yuming was almost able to hate his brother, and couldn't help but roared: "Lin Muyu, what do you mean, don't you know that others should not participate in the fight? This is a one-on-one duel, not a group fight!"

With an apologetic face, Lin Muyu smiled and said, "I know that you shouldn't be involved in your duel, but obviously Wang Xiang has already lost, so you don't have to kill anyone, right?"

As he said, Lin Muyu turned around: "Wang Xiang, give up your defeat, at least you can survive."

Wang Xiang was still in shock, and he reluctantly handed the Liuli double-stranded sword, and said: "Lei Yuming, my Wang Xiang has surrendered!"

As he said, he whispered again: "Leader Lin, thank you, my king Xiang Yongsheng will remember your life-saving grace!"

"You are welcome, go back."

"Ok."

Wang Xiang drifted away, but when Lin Muyu was about to leave, Lei Yuming roared: "Lin Muyu, stop for me!"

"What's wrong?"

Lin Muyu stepped into the air and looked at each other in a volley. Chi Youjia reflected the majestic and majestic luster under the reflection of the sun, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand was even more invincible.

Lei Yuming was slightly startled by Lin Muyu's aura. Why does a small young offspring have such an extraordinary temperament is something Lei Yuming can't understand, but since he stopped, he must have a statement. Lei Yuming is hard. Scalp and said: "This is the grievance between our Lei Qiyu and Geziyu. Who do you think your Dragon League is, do you rely on more people to uphold justice? Don't let people laugh out of their teeth, since you Lin Muyu is based on the Dragon League If you’re on the stage as the Lord, don’t leave, at least, don’t leave until you defeat me."

"But I don't want to fight with you." Lin Muyu said lightly.

"Why?"

"You are too weak."

"You!" Lei Yu was so angry that his fingers cracked: "Since your Dragon Alliance dare to come out and pick things up, don't you dare to fail? Come on, let's talk about the purple thunder hammer in Lei Yuming's hand!"

"That… "

Lin Muyu shook the Xuanyuan sword, originally didn't want to shoot it so early, but at this moment she was a little shaken, because this Lei Yuming was really ignorant of the heights and depths of the sky, and it was too much to clean up.

At this moment, Qin Yin stood up suddenly: "Ayu, let me come."

"Oh? Xiaoyin is going to do it? It's okay..."

Lin Muyu said happily: "Then give this big stupid bull to you, just defeat it, don't hurt people's lives."

"Ok!"

Qin Yin jumped onto the high platform, but his feet did not touch the ground, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand, saying, "The Star Sword, the second magical weapon, just use it as a bargaining chip for my challenge!"

Lei Yuming couldn't help but froze for a moment. The peerless beauty in front of him was a bit familiar. She seemed to have seen it at the founding ceremony of the Dragon League, but she didn't know that she was also a master of the gods, originally thought she was just Lin Muyu's woman.

After Qin Yin pressed her handprint, she put away the Star Sword, and her palms were gently closed on her chest, and then they separated. Suddenly, a bright stream of light began to gather and turned into a ray of light flowing in the blink of an eye. It is Nuwa Qin.

Standing quietly in the air, Qin Yin smiled and said, "Please enlighten me!"

"Hmph, don't think that you are a woman and I won't beat you!" Lei Yuming screamed, "Lin Muyu's troublesome and nosy, his woman deserves to be beaten!"

"Do you have this ability?" Qin Yin's mouth is full of beautiful dimples: "If you don't have the ability, you will only get beaten."

"Humph!"

Lei Yuming's warhammer swayed and swept across in a buzzing sound, shaking Yue Chaohai with great momentum.