In Zixia Sect, in the stone chamber guarded by Han Luoyun, the refining of Nirvana Pill is still in full swing.
"It's just a little bit close, just a little bit close." Fang Lin's face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't blink away from staring at the Nine Treasure Glazed Cauldron in front of him.
The four formations were arranged on the four sides, but they were already full of cracks and seemed to be completely destroyed at any time.
Within the crystal clear Nine Treasure Glazed Cauldron, flames rose like dragons, and bursts of glow continued to emerge. Even outside the stone chamber, Han Luoyun could constantly feel the strong aura coming from the stone chamber.
This is the breath of elixir, without any elixir fragrance, but it makes Han Luoyun, a ninth-level spiritual pulse warrior, feel palpitations.
Just the smell of the elixir made Han Luoyun feel depressed, and this was still an elixir that had not been completely refined. It was conceivable how powerful the Nirvana elixir was.
The old mummy Jing Zhulong said nothing. Ever since Fang Lin started refining elixir, he had not made any sound and seemed very silent.
But Fang Lin knew that the most worrying thing at the moment was the old mummy, because this Nirvana Pill was refined for him. Once it failed, all the previous efforts would be wasted, and it would be impossible for the old mummy to regain its physical body.
Therefore, the old mummy did not dare to speak for fear of disturbing Fang Lin, but Fang Lin was very aware of the torment and anxiety in his heart.
Although there has been no mistake in refining the alchemy so far, the four arrays are about to lose their hold and are about to be destroyed.
Once these four formations are destroyed, the rest of the process will have to be completed by Fang Lin alone.
Fang Lin was not sure whether it could be completed, but he had already reached this point, and even if he risked everything, he still had to refine the Nirvana Pill.
Fang Lin didn't know about the shocking battle outside the Qian Kingdom. He cut off all news about the jade slips and was focused on nothing else, not wanting to be disturbed in the slightest.
Although Han Luoyun outside the stone room knew that the Qian Kingdom was facing a huge crisis at this moment, once the ugly old man was defeated, the Qian Kingdom would definitely be in danger.
But Han Luoyun did not dare to disturb Fang Lin at this time. The only thing he could do was to protect the stone chamber behind him and prevent anyone from affecting Fang Lin.
As for the outcome, we can only leave it to fate.
Among the mountains thousands of miles away from Qian Kingdom, there are several figures standing on the mountains, looking at Qian Kingdom from a distance.
"The three religions are blocked. We must not show up now. We will wait until the three religions invade the Qian Kingdom before we take action." A strange man stood at the front, with one red eye and one blue eye, with an evil smile on his face. .
"Yes!" Many figures behind him responded in unison.
"Qian Country, such a small place contains so many secrets. It's a pity that we can't hide them anymore." The man murmured to himself, his eyes flashing with light.
Among the many figures behind this person, there was one wearing a black iron mask, with a sinister aura about him.
The masked man raised his head and looked in the direction of Qian Guo. There was a complex look in the depths of his eyes hidden under the mask.
Outside the Qian Kingdom, the ugly old man and the middle-aged man each displayed their strongest swordsmanship.
It does not come from any inheritance, nor is it learned from others, but the way of the sword that the two of them have understood.
Whether it's a middle-aged man's love-killing sword or an ugly old man's sword-less victory over ten thousand swords, they are both unique and unique in the world.
At this moment, the confrontation between the two great masters of swordsmanship will truly determine a winner.
Buzz~~
There was silence between heaven and earth. No matter how high or low one was, even the ugly old man and the middle-aged man were the same. No one could hear any sound.
I don't know how long this state lasted, it seemed like a moment, or it seemed like millions of years.
Everyone in the Qian Kingdom could only see the ugly old man spitting blood, and the ancient swords behind him dimming.
The middle-aged man also spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards while laughing miserably.
"Hahahaha! I am satisfied to have seen your sword!" Although the ugly old man was seriously injured, he laughed out loud and happily.
"Although he doesn't use a sword, he is better than all those who use swords in the world. The old man's sword will be defeated by the younger man!" The middle-aged man also said, and he deeply clasped his fists towards the ugly old man.
The ugly old man spurted blood one after another, and his whole aura was very weak, and it seemed difficult for him to fight again.
It's no wonder, after all, the ugly old man has defeated the three masters of Daotian before, and now he is fighting such a powerful enemy. It is already a rare situation where both sides suffer losses.
"What a powerful sword. It's a pity that after this sword strike, you are already at the end of your strength." A cold voice sounded.
A woman wearing a white dress appeared, holding a white jade sword. She had a beautiful appearance, but was very cold and arrogant.
As soon as this woman appeared, she attacked the ugly old man and displayed her Confucian martial arts.
boom! ! !
A mighty palm fell from the sky, seeming to suppress the ugly old man immediately.
"No!" The middle-aged man wanted to stop him, but it was too late. What's more, he was seriously injured and there was nothing he could do to stop him.
The ugly old man was even more powerless. Just as the woman who suddenly appeared said, he was at the end of his strength. Although the sword was stunning, it was difficult to swing the second sword.
The big hand fell, and the ugly old man tried his best to use his last bit of strength to throw out an ancient sword behind him and collided with the palm.
The palm of his hand collapsed, but the ancient sword was also knocked backwards and flew back. The old man was injured again and it was already difficult to stand firm again.
"Amitabha, please step back, please." A Buddha's trumpet sounded, and a tall and majestic bald monk roared over. Without the ugly old man's defense, he punched the ugly old man in the chest.
This punch directly caused the ugly old man to feel as if he had been hit hard, his chest suddenly collapsed, and his whole body fell down like a broken paper kite.
There was deathly silence in Qian Kingdom. No one expected that the expert who originally thought he could save Qian Kingdom was now beaten so badly that his life could hardly be saved.
Many people are extremely angry. The three religions are really too despicable. They only engage in wheel battles, and they actually use tactics like sneak attacks. Could it be that the three religions have gone to any lengths to achieve their goals
But what about anger? No one in the Qian Kingdom has done anything. They are like a swarm of ants, unable to even protect themselves, let alone anything else.
In the Zixia Sect, Qing Jianzi stood on the highest mountain peak, watching the ugly old man fall, clenching his fists, and his eyes almost bursting.
Han Luoyun was also gritting his teeth, with a particularly ugly look on his face.
"Amitabha, although I am a merciful Buddha and do not want to commit more evils, anyone who blocks the path of the three religions must be eliminated." The burly monk clasped his hands and said with incomparable majesty.
The woman holding a jade sword also came close, as did the monk in golden robe and the young man holding the sword who had appeared before.
The appearance of these four masters plunged the whole country into despair.
"Kill this man." The cold-faced woman said, taking action again to kill the ugly old man.
But at this moment, an unusual aura made the four masters suddenly feel trembling all over.
ps: fifth update