"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth, Longyinyu liquefies spirit pill!"
With a loud shout, Zhuo Fan suddenly raised his hand, and eighteen drops of Bodhi jade liquid instantly shot into the air. And the eighteen little dragons, like wild cats smelling fishy, rushed towards the jade liquid one after another. With a gurgling sound, he swallowed the jade liquid into his mouth.
Roar!
There was another earth-shaking dragon roar, and the eighteen little dragons roared one after another. Starting from the dragon head, the blue flames all over the body gradually disappeared, and finally turned into blue fireballs.
Immediately afterwards, the flame dissipated, revealing the cyan Danmaru with bursts of light inside. The scent of pill could not stop radiating, so that the whole audience just smelled the scent, and they were full of energy.
"This... What kind of spirit pill is this, so it has such a magical effect?" Everyone was amazed, staring at the eighteen pills flying in the sky.
And those pills, as if they hadn't completely got rid of their dragon nature, while still uttering a roar of dragons, they were flying all over the sky.
Obviously, these eighteen pills have already possessed spirituality. And what is even more amazing is that the Poisonous Pill King desperately worked hard to refine only one, but Zhuo Fan instantly refined 18 pills as soon as he shot it.
This kind of skill has surprised everyone present. How many times did this surpass the Poisonous Medicine King in alchemy to show such a big gap.
At this moment, there is no need to judge again to announce anything. People already know in their hearts that Zhuo Fan will still win this time. And compared to the first three rounds, this round of victory was more thorough, and it was simply a crushing victory.
Randomly took out a porcelain bottle from the ring, Zhuo Fan stretched out his hand and recalled the eighteen pills. Without giving Na Xiaoya another look, Zhuo Fanwu put the pills into the porcelain bottle.
Xiaoya felt a little strange, and hurriedly said, "Master Song, the pill that you refined..."
"No need to look." Zhuo Fan shook his head decisively, then turned to look at the poisonous medicine king who was already shocked and fell to the ground, muttering: "I won!"
Confidence, just so confident.
People looked at Zhuo Fan's indifferent expression and understatement, and there was a sense of awe in their hearts inexplicably. At this time, everyone looked at Zhuo Fan's eyes, as if they were the only king in the audience.
That kind of domineering arrogance naturally revealed, so that everyone here couldn't help but give birth to a sense of worship.
When it comes to alchemy, Lao Tzu is second, who dares to be the first
Zhuo Fan just stood there so quietly, even the strongest alchemy master here, he felt insignificant for a while for no reason.
This is the real Dan King, no one dares to challenge the authority!
Xiaoya was the closest to Zhuo Fan, and the look in Zhuo Fan's eyes was the most drunk, but she soon woke up and said anxiously, "Master Song, I also believe that you are already well over the winning ticket, but in the end you have to give Say it, what kind of pill did you cultivate?"
"Eighteen, eighth-grade super-grade pill!" Zhuo Fan whispered, but this sentence was passed into the ears of everyone present.
For a while, the audience boiled again. Even those alchemy masters, although they knew in their hearts that Zhuo Fan's alchemy strength was beyond imagination, they never thought that it would be so strong that it was so world-defying.
The Poison Hand Medicine King was able to refine the seventh-rank super-rank pill, which was already the pinnacle of alchemy.
When people first saw the eighteen pills, they were shocked, but at most they thought that Zhuo Fan had made eighteen seven-rank super products. If he wanted to surpass the Poisonous Medicine King in number, this was already true. It was very shocking.
But never expected that Zhuo Fan, a beast, would be so perverted. Not only is it far surpassed in quantity, but it is also abruptly mentioned in terms of quality.
Eight-Rank Super-Rank Pill, let alone an 8-Rank Alchemy Master, even a Ninth-Rank 10-Rank Alchemy Master may not be able to make it, let alone refine 18 pills in one breath.
Such a heaven-defying thing can only appear in ancient myths, how can it appear here
What kind of freak is this kid!
Countless people shouted in their hearts, but they already admired Zhuo Fan's one-handed alchemy thaumaturgy.
Especially the Poisonous Hand Medicine King, at this time had already been completely stunned. A pale green hair quickly became as white as snow at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was in a breath, as if he had been old for decades.
An unprecedented fiasco, he probably never thought that he would be defeated so thoroughly in this life, and there was no chance of a comeback.
A generation of Pill King unexpectedly discovered one day that his alchemy skills were so different from those of real masters. That kind of despair is more uncomfortable than death.
Yan Fu saw his master look so disappointed, his face darkened, and his heart was like a drop of blood. Turning to look at Zhuo Fan at the first alchemy platform, he bit his lip tightly, but sighed helplessly.
This kid is too powerful. Even though the master is not his opponent, I am afraid I will not be able to keep up with him in this life!
There are people outside of people, and there are days outside of heaven. This sentence is really right. No one can escape this curse.
In the past, he had always taken his master as an example and was proud of him. He believed that his master was the number one alchemy master in the world. But now, being so completely defeated, there is no hope of revenge.
How big is this power gap...
Tao Danniang looked at Yan Song's disillusioned appearance, her heart that should have been happy, but she couldn't be happy. The back wave of the Yangtze River pushed the front wave, and the front wave died on the beach.
Yan Song's complete defeat of Tianyu's first alchemy master, doesn't it also represent the end of their generation of alchemy masters!
After this, the world will be surging. The new generation of strong men will stand on the corpses of these old guys and start a new era.
Turning his head and glanced at Zhuo Fan next to him, Tao Danniang couldn't help but exhale, feeling very relieved in her heart.
Fortunately, this person is from their Huayulou...
On the host stage, Long Jiu and others looked at everything below, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Damn, this kid can really pretend. At the beginning, he said that he might not win the Poisonous Medicine King, how is it now? Not only won, but the fucking victory! Not only the victory, but the fucking crush!"
Xie Tianyang's expression on his face remained shocked, and he groaned for a long time, but finally couldn't help but yelled out: "Fuck, look at what the poisonous medicine king now looks like by this kid. I'm a little bit surprised. Have pity on him!"
Long Jiushen let out a long sigh of breath, and Long Jiushen nodded in agreement: "This kid is indeed ruthless, and he doesn't leave any feelings. Originally, he had already succeeded by making an 8-Rank Super-Rank Pill, but he just happened to be the case. Refining 18 of them gave him a fatal blow in the alchemy that the Poisonous Medicine King is most proud of. Such a blow, I am afraid that this old man will not be able to get out of the shadows in this life."
"You mean... he will have a heart demon?" Xie Tianyang raised his brow and asked in surprise.
Nodding slightly, the light in Long Jiu's eyes flashed: "Even if it doesn't, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make a high-grade pill in this life. This kid's cruelty is really scary!"
As soon as he said this, everyone nodded with deep approval. The look in Zhuo Fan's eyes is even more jealous!
"Then I declare that the king of pill of this Baidan event is..."
With the crowds boiling, Xiao Ya pointed to Zhuo Fan at the front and shouted. However, before she could finish her words, a soft footstep came towards her gradually.
Tatata!
Zhuo Fan walked towards the center of the display stage step by step, with a calm complexion taking a rhythmic step. Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, and a puzzled look appeared on her face: "Master Song, you are..."
"Except for myself, no one is qualified to declare that I am King Pill!"
With a fluttering sentence, Zhuo Fan walked past her as if he hadn't seen Xiaoya without squinting.
Everyone in the audience was stunned, and then boiled with excitement. This Master Song really has a kingly aura, and he deserves to be a generation of Dan King!
Xiaoya seemed to have forgotten. On this stage, she was the judge, her cheeks were slightly red, and she stared at Zhuo Fan's figure quite drunkly, completely forgetting her own job.
Xie Tianyang couldn't help but curled his lips, sighing with envy and jealousy, "Oh, I'm really pretending to be a force. When I will have the opportunity to pretend to be a force, I will be satisfied."
The shouts of the crowd continued to be heard in his ears, Zhuo Fan came to the display stand, looked at the wooden box close at hand, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Chu Qingtian, bring your cloak here. I have paid off your sister's gift of medicine."
Zhuo Fan secretly said in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, he took off the cloak behind him, and slowly put it on the display stand.
In an instant, everyone was stunned, and the audience was silent for a moment. Seeing that the four words Dan Qingtian appeared in the center of the display stand without wind, people suddenly felt an unspeakable excitement flowing through them.
"Yidan... Qingtian!"
I don't know who it is, he muttered softly, and it spread to the ears of everyone present. Then, everyone danced their fists high and shouted: "One pill is full of sky, one pill is full of sky, one pill is full of sky..."
That’s right, the name of King Pill is no longer worthy of Zhuo Fan’s extraordinary status in their hearts, and only the name he put behind him at the beginning, Yi Dan Qingtian, can be worthy of this Master Song’s amazing alchemy. Surgery.
Chu Qingcheng pressed her lips tightly, tears in her eyes.
Although what people were calling out was Zhuo Fan's Yidan Qingtian, it was after all her brother Chu Qingtian's wish. Today Zhuo Fan truly took this wish on behalf of her brother.
So looking at Zhuo Fan's gaze, I was even more grateful.
Hearing the people's yelling in a trance, the poisonous hand medicine king looked at the four words on the stage and couldn't help but startled, then seemed to cry and laugh, and murmured: "A pill is full of heaven, I can't think of the world. There are people who can do these four words. Qingtian, did the old man lose in his hands or yours today, hahaha..."
The Poisonous Hand Potion Wang Zhuang is crazy, but his eyes are as clear as he has figured out something...
Taking a deep breath, everyone's shouts were heard in his ears, but Zhuo Fan seemed to be very calm as if he hadn't heard him. No longer look at that cloak, because at this moment, he has nothing to do with that cloak.
He has done everything that should be done, and the favors that should be repaid are also repaid, and then, his real purpose is.
The divine light in his eyes condensed, and Zhuo Fan's eyes gradually became indifferent again. He looked at the wooden box on the stage and stretched out his hand without hesitation.
But at this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a shining iron fist suddenly struck him: "Boy, you want to get the bodhi roots, you are not worthy!"
"Be careful!" Chu Qingcheng seemed to have only discovered the crisis, Hua Rong couldn't help but lose his face and shouted, but it was already too late.
That iron fist had already arrived at Zhuo Fan's forehead in an instant.
The pupils of his eyes suddenly condensed, and Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed with a fierceness! He has no need to continue to be Song Yu now, he is the Demon Emperor, Zhuo Fan...