The boiling magma keeps setting off huge waves.
In the huge waves, a whirlpool gradually expanded. It was originally only a hundred feet in diameter, but now it has reached a diameter of about a thousand feet.
The thick golden juice in the water tank was filled with steam, like a golden dragon rising into the sky, drawing a huge arc, and plunged into the alchemy circle. The sound of 'ding-dong' was endless, and the gold bricks emitted high temperature and heat and fell from the magic circle.
Yin Xuuge unhurriedly put the gold bricks into the storage ring without even looking at the black tiger spirit.
The black tiger spirit's face turned red, and veins bulged out on his neck.
He glared at Yin Xuuge and stamped his feet fiercely.
There was a loud noise, and a deep footprint appeared on the ground that had been burned by ground fire for countless years and became several times stronger than fine steel.
"Boy, your Black Tiger General is interested in your magic circle. Give me a price!"
The black tiger spirit was too lazy to imitate the gentlemen, too lazy to say anything about "fate or not", and simply put forward his request.
"You can't afford the price."
Yin Xuege cast a sidelong glance at the black tiger spirit. The monks from the underground foreign lands had more or less inherited some ancient traditions. Their cultivation techniques were very different from those inherited by the Holy Spirit.
This black tiger spirit is roughly equivalent to a Qi refiner who has access to hundreds of meridians; but there are traces of condensed golden elixirs in his body, and the aura of an innocent soul pours out from the center of his eyebrows. His cultivation techniques are very complex.
It's just that he's just a small character who jumped out to test the waters, so it's not worth noting.
So Yin Xuuge glanced at him sideways, said a few words lightly, and ignored him.
"court death!"
The black tiger spirit was furious. He grabbed his long tail and pulled it off from his body with a strong force.
A black wind blew past, and the long tiger tail turned into a nine-section steel whip. The black tiger spirit flicked his wrist and smashed the whip down on his head.
"I'll beat you to death. This array belongs to Grandpa Black Tiger."
The evil wind was blowing on the ground, and the steel whip was vaguely haunted by the ghosts of grievances, emitting a shrill scream.
Yin Xuuge snorted coldly and raised his head. The Qingmu Yuan Power in the acupoints around his body vibrated, shooting out immeasurable wind and thunder.
There was a "click" sound, lightning flashed in Yin Xuuge's eyes, and two thunderbolts spurted out from his eye sockets.
A bolt of lightning shattered the steel whip, and another bolt of lightning struck the black tiger spirit, piercing his chest and opening a hole the size of a water tank in his body. There was steam and lightning around the wound, and half of the Black Tiger Spirit's body was cooked by the lightning.
"Dry!"
The black tiger spirit breathed out his last breath and fell heavily to the ground.
Thousands of monks gathered around and exclaimed that the Black Tiger Spirit was also a famous figure near the crater.
Relying on his strong body and the fierce and domineering fighting instinct in his bones, the Black Tiger Spirit has killed and injured more than ten thousand monks near the crater in these years
But under the Yinxue singer, he was killed so easily
The sound of footsteps came, and thousands of monks and demons thought they were not strong enough and called their friends to leave.
There are only more than a hundred monks left with Yin Xuege who are strong enough or have strong backers.
Yin Xuuge glanced at the monks who were still attached to them, then quickly walked to the black tiger spirit and grabbed him.
The black tiger spirit's thick fur and hard bones could not withstand Yin Xuege's thunderous claws. He thrust his claw into the black tiger spirit's dantian and pulled out a golden elixir that was the size of a rice bucket, completely black, and contained a lot of impurities.
"Hey, he is indeed an evil heretic. What a demon pill..."
Looking at the demon pill in his hand, Yin Xuuge couldn't help but shake his head.
Black Tiger Spirit didn't know what kind of kungfu he was practicing. The size of this demon pill was astonishing. The demon pill, which was the size of a rice bucket, weighed thirty to fifty thousand kilograms. Yin Xuege had never seen such a demon pill in his previous life. Big demon pill.
However, the truly pure demon power in this demon pill probably accounts for less than 30%, and the rest are all impurities.
The filthy aura of rotting corpses, the sinister aura of wronged souls, the chaotic aura of earthly fire, and some indescribable things all gathered and rolled in this demon pill like a puddle of sewage.
"It's not a very good thing, but it's good for refining one-time Lei Zhenzi."
A blue flame rose up in the palm of his hand, and Yin Xuuge used his true fire to burn the demon pill.
The sound of "chichi" was heard endlessly, and the huge golden elixir spewed out a large amount of black gas and stinky smell, and soon shrank to the size of a fist. The size of the demon pill has become smaller, but the color has become darker, and the whole body is crystal clear, making it look much cleaner.
"What a ruthless method."
Among the more than a hundred monks surrounding Yin Xuege, dozens more turned and left.
From Yin Xuege's true fire, they felt the mighty power of thunder to drive away evil spirits. These people practice evil and demonic techniques, and what they fear most is the sky fire and thunder.
Yin Xuuge's skills were their nemesis, and he was able to refine the black tiger spirit's demon elixir without hesitation, so he obviously had a very ruthless and decisive character.
These monks thought about it for a while and found that they were hardly a match for Yin Xuege, so they turned around and left wisely.
There were only forty or fifty people left around him.
These people looked at each other, and a charming woman walked out with a smile on her face.
A dark fox tail swayed behind her buttocks, and the voluptuous woman winked at Yin Xuuge.
"This young man..."
Yin Xuuge slapped him away and yelled, "Get out."
In this slap, he used the magical power of a Buddhist vajra warrior to move mountains and suppress demons. With one palm strike, a faint shadow of a small mountain condensed in his palm, and a sound of Sanskrit chant floated out from his palm.
The alluring woman was stiff and unable to move due to the Buddhist demon-suppressing power. She watched helplessly as the slap came.
With a loud noise, half of the charming woman's face sunken, and a clear palm sunk two inches deep into her cheek. Her body floated like catkins in the wind, floating lightly to the crater, and then fell heavily.
Amidst the miserable howling, half of the charming woman's body was submerged in the lava, and then she regained her ability to move.
She set up a demonic cloud and flew into the sky, carrying the hot lava all over her body. Just as she was about to escape, Yin Xuuge casually pointed at her.
'Click, click, click', three blue thunderbolts as thick as a water tank fell from the sky and struck her hard on the head.
Aoki's evil-killing thunder is extremely powerful and is the nemesis of all evil spirits.
The woman was trained as a spirit by a black fox. She was struck by thunder and turned into smoke.
The monks around looked at each other for a while, and then mostly dispersed.
Only the last three people were still left by Yin Xuuge's side.
Yin Xuuge glanced at the three people with disdain and scolded them in a low voice.
"My Buddha is merciful and my heart is merciful. I only kill three people every day. Today, I should kill one more person."
With a clanking sound, the gold bricks fell quickly one by one. These golden squares, full of temptation, suddenly became so dazzling in the eyes of the remaining three people.
After a while of silence, they glanced greedily at the alchemy circle, and a skinny old man sneered.
"Baby, someone will be looking for you. You are pregnant with a treasure..."
Thirty-six flying knives roared out of Yin Xuuge's sleeves and strangled the skinny old man.
The skinny old man exclaimed. He opened his hand and a large black umbrella suddenly opened, blocking the flying knife.
The dull sound of impact continued, and the old man's body was knocked backwards step by step. But he had just stepped back seven or eight steps, and Yin Xuuge had already appeared from behind him like a ghost.
Still using the Buddhist magical power to subjugate demons, Yin Xuuge hit the old man's head hard with his elbow.
The skinny old man who was caught off guard groaned, and his whole head was blasted into his abdomen.
A bolt of blue thunder fell from a high altitude and hit the old man hard.
Amidst the thunder, the old man's skinny and short body turned into a wisp of smoke.
"That's good, that's good. Three people have been killed today. No more can be killed."
Kicking the old man's big black umbrella into the volcano, Yin Xuuge turned around and smiled at the remaining two people.
"It's just that I can chop off all five of your limbs and leave them to be killed slowly tomorrow!"
The remaining two people were a burly man and a handsome young man.
There was a faint flicker of light and shadow behind the burly man's head, and he was clearly a kind of monster.
He looked at Yin Xuege and asked stupidly.
"Five limbs?"
Yin Xuuge sneered silently, and the handsome young man beside him, with a sarcastic sneer that showed an absolute advantage in IQ, glanced at the big man's lower body with a clear look, then turned around and left as quickly as possible.
The big man's expression changed slightly, he stamped his feet fiercely, pointed at Yin Xuuge, and quickly turned into a strong wind and drifted away.
"Ridiculous."
Yin Xuuge sneered at these low-level monks who were working hard to get gold near the crater, turned around, and used all his strength to promote the refining of the alchemy circle.
A quarter of an hour later, there was already a deacon of the Immortal Holy City waiting with a token hanging from his waist and wearing the same uniform as Liu Baibai. With a smile on his face, he saluted Yin Xuuge repeatedly, explaining his purpose of coming.
He is the deacon stationed here by the Immortal Holy Supreme Sect specifically to help these monks exchange holy gold coins.
Yin Xuuge nodded and allowed the deacon to wait aside.
One night is short, but one night is also long. Yin Xuege activated the alchemy circle with all his strength. After working near the crater all night, he exchanged all the gold he extracted, and he had an extra 107,000 holy gold coins in his hand.
Such a harvest made the monks who salvaged gold from far and near have red eyes, and they were so jealous that they wanted to draw their swords and kill people.
But thinking of Yin Xuege's ferocity and cruelty yesterday, these monks wisely suppressed their impulses.
After collecting all the holy gold coins, Yin Xuege flew into the air and swung his palm down. A bolt of lightning flashed, and a large crater several feet deep was opened in the rock formation where the alchemy array was located, and all traces of the alchemy array were completely obliterated.
The many monks who saw this scene were all heartbroken and once again had the idea of cutting Yin Xuege into pieces.
(End of chapter)