Longevity begins with alchemy master

Chapter 699: Storm is Coming, Luo Chen Reappears

Above the Sea of ​​Clouds Square.

The blood-and-blood war that lasted for more than ten years gradually reached a white-hot stage.

The Blood Nightmare Demon Luo and the Taoist Jiyuan joined forces to fight against the Blood Wanderer. They were defeated at first, but with the help of the blood sword that was almost a magical treasure, they gradually turned the disadvantage around.

Zheng!
The sword light chopped down, changing into thousands of things, and among the countless human figures, the sword hit the body directly.

The blood-scattering man's body was directly split into two halves.

But in an instant, the two became one again.

When Blood Nightmare Demon Luo saw this scene, his face darkened slightly.

"Blood Sea Demon Body!"

“I never thought that you, a member of the outer sect, not only refined a Blood God Son of the Nascent Soul stage, but also cultivated an immortal Blood Sea Demon Body!”

Xue Sanren looked a little pale, and looked at the blood sword in the other party's hand with great fear.

With his abilities at the peak of his powers and the protection of the Four Blood Gods, he would not be afraid even of a great cultivator from the Shangyuan period.

But this sword!

Taking a deep breath, he shook the whip, making a crackling sound in the air.

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo glanced at it and sneered, "The Blood Kiss Demon Whip refined by our sect's method may have the ability to absorb blood and transform it into qi, but after all, the main material is too inferior and the time of sacrifice is too short. It is just an inferior treasure, how can it be a match for this God-Slaying Blood Sword."

If Diaosou, Luo Chen and others knew his evaluation, they would definitely not be able to accept it.

This magic whip was forged using three kinds of creatures as the main materials.

They are the main body of a fifth-order withered blood vine, the inner elixir of a fourth-order soul-locking ghost crow, and a wild beast, the Chiwen, which contains a trace of true dragon blood.

It covers three aspects: psychics, monsters, and wild beasts.

It took countless manpower and resources from the Wanxian Society to refine it.

But in the mouth of the Blood Nightmare Demon, it was so unbearable.

Xue Sanren did not refute this.

The other two main materials were of good quality, but the wild beast Chiwen contributed by Diaosou was too weak.

It is said that it was seized from a fake alchemist who wanted to join the Ten Thousand Immortals Society. How powerful can a wild beast that can be controlled by a fake alchemist be?
Therefore, the three main materials could not form a stable structure during refining, resulting in a deviation between power and imagination.

but!

"Even if it's an inferior treasure, it's more than enough to defeat you!"

The blood scattered man looked back and clenched his palms!
The next moment, the Blood God, who was fighting with Fairy Fei Leng, was hit by the opponent. Regardless of his injuries, he forced himself to fly towards Blood Sanren.

Seeing this scene, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's face changed slightly.

"Stop him, he wants to merge the gods and demons!"

The Blood Sea lineage of the Yuanmo Sect has many powerful methods.

The most famous of them is the combination of a strong man who has cultivated a blood sea demon body and the Blood God Son who has been refined by his own mind. When the two are combined, their power is doubled!

The reason why Blood Wanderer could roam the North Sea without any worries in the past, and even faced great cultivators in the late stage at the middle Nascent Soul stage without any fear, was because when he was at his peak, he had four Blood God Sons in the Nascent Soul stage to protect him.

When one of them merges, the power will be doubled. If four Blood Gods merge at the same time, the change in their strength will be earth-shaking!

Now, although Xue Sanren had lost the three-headed Blood God Son, the three people on Xue Yanmo Luo's side were not as advanced as him. They only gained a slight advantage by relying on the difference in numbers and the pseudo-spiritual treasure, the God-Slaying Blood Sword.

If he really wanted to combine the gods and demons...

"It's too late!"

With a low shout, Xue Sanren's whole body shook, and a strong blood light burst out.

With his hair and beard fluttering, his eyes looked fiercely at the enemies who were surrounding him from three directions.

The old Taoist from Penglai, the young woman from Luding, and the remnants of the demon Yuan!
There is no time to spare.

He smiled grimly and swung the whip!
Snapped!
The void trembled, and at this moment it seemed as if there were crows crying and evil dragons roaring.

The blood sword was sharp and slashed in the air, suddenly cutting off the Blood Kiss Demon Whip, but it could not cut off the strange roar.

Instantly.

The Blood Nightmare Demon Luo was hit hard and fell onto the square, making a heavy echoing sound.

boom! boom!
Xue Sanren struck out with two consecutive palm strikes, blasting away Taoist Jiyuan and Fairy Fei Leng with unparalleled power, then looked down at Xue Yanmo Luo who was lying in the square.

Many resentful spirits and evil ghosts mysteriously emerged from the opponent's body and began to devour his body.

Although a large amount of blood and light counterattacked in an attempt to suppress the resentful souls and evil spirits that were hooked out by the Blood Kiss Demon Whip, it was so unbearable.

Seeing this scene, Xue Sanren, who was about to chase after him, was stunned.

"The resentful souls are biting back, the evil spirit is reversing..."

He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Haha, I thought the rules of the Holy Land were like the laws of heaven? Unexpectedly, there appeared such a traitor who tried to unite the three veins and violated the ancestral teachings."

After laughing, his face turned cold.

"I accept the power of the Blood Sea Ancestor!"

Then, he swooped down and placed a palm on the top of Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's head.

A powerful force was extracted from Blood Nightmare Demon Luo without his control, and gathered towards Blood Sanren.

Beside them, Taoist Jiyuan and Fairy Feileng watched this scene in awe, standing timidly aside.

Not far away, a group of strong men watched silently, not daring to disturb them in the slightest.

Suddenly!
Xue Sanren looked up at the sky.

The light in the fourteen palaces suddenly dimmed.

hum...

Amidst the dull sounds, a palace gate slowly opened.

Then, a graceful figure stepped out.

The figure was looking down from above, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, gazing at the creatures below in a playful manner.

First he looked at the old acquaintance Xue Sanren, and then his eyes fixed on Fairy Fei Leng.

The latter shuddered all over and lowered his head subconsciously.

"So, my good sister is here too..."

Yue Sanren's teasing voice gradually became lower, his brows slightly wrinkled, and he subconsciously looked towards the Dan Palace closest to the Nu Palace.

There, a terrifying and inexplicable force broke through the suppression of the hall and slowly expanded outwards.

Others cannot perceive this power.

Only she, who had also inherited the complete slavery from the Demon Lord Liantian, could sense something.

"Could it be the tripod that the weapon spirit mentioned, which is more powerful than the Myriad Beasts Diagram?"

……

In the Dan Palace.

Time seemed to have stood still.

Beads of blood are suspended in the void.

Spread the minced meat evenly.

Pieces of broken bones were scattered in all directions.

As time passed, Tianxuan, who was filled with despair, gradually realized that something was wrong.

"Master, it seems you are not dead yet?"

The Black King, who was immersed in grief and relief, was stunned.

"How could that be? The slave seal on my soul has been automatically released."

For cultivators and spirit pets, unless they sign a contract of life and death together, if one party dies, the other party will automatically release the contract restrictions.

It was for this reason that Tianxuan had come to the conclusion that Luo Chen had fallen.

But now!
Tianxuan was a little hesitant, recalling the days and nights he spent practicing with Luo Chen.

Just now, he just lost the sense of his master, but the other party's breath was still lingering, as if the man with an extremely strong physique was still breathing in his ear.

Do not!
Not breathing!

It's a heartbeat!
boom! boom! boom!
Among the countless pieces of meat, a bright red heart is beating vigorously.

Amid the hair-raising heartbeat, a strange vision suddenly emerged.

Blood beads began to gather, broken flesh was sprouting, and pieces of bones were squirming and trying to close together.

“Could it be?” The Black King’s eyes twitched, and he vaguely thought of something from the inherited memory.

That is a legend about an ancient wild beast that is immortal and can be reborn by dripping blood.

Swish!
A huge banana fan stretched out from Tianxuan's hand and blocked the Black King.

Seeing this, the Black King was furious, "Tianxuan, what are you going to do?"

Tianxuan turned back coldly, "It's not about what I want to do, it's about what you are thinking!"

"me……"

The Black King's voice was intermittent, and a human-like look of shame appeared on his ferocious dragon face.

Tianxuan looked at him coldly, his tone becoming tougher.

"My master has treated me well, and he has been even more generous to you. He has given you the Emperor's Flowing Juice, the inner elixir of monster bones and flesh, magic weapons and elixirs, and he has even helped you to open your inheritance. He has also given you the corpse of the cliff snake that failed to advance to the Nascent Soul stage."

"Even though his slave mark and we are gone now, he is still our master!"

"I advise you not to fight with those little tricks of yours anymore."

The Black King was furious. "Don't slander me. I, the Black King, am loyal to my master!"

"You still know that your name is Black King! Even this name was given to you by the master." Tianxuan held the Nine Wind Banana Fan, and all his magic power seemed to be released. "I just have one thing to say. Unless you kill me, I won't let you get close to the master!"

The Black King was angry and ashamed.

He was angry that his companions looked down on him, and ashamed that he had indeed had the thought of betraying his master for a moment. When he was about to explain, his pupils shrank slightly.

Tianxuan also noticed the change.

Behind them, in the hall, the flesh and bones were trying to close together and reassemble.

but!
But it was extremely difficult.

Suddenly.

A surge of power began to emerge from the broken flesh and bones.

It was a bloody power.

Although it is of a strange bloody color, there is no evil or perverse aura in it, as if it is the power that comes from the origin of all living things.

Because this bloody power permeated, gradually covering all flesh and blood.

In an instant, the closing speed suddenly increased!

Not only that.

During this process, a weak golden flame bloomed subconsciously, slowly burning every newly generated part of the body.

Because of this burning, the new pieces of flesh not only did not turn black, but instead became light and ethereal.

However, the golden flame was too weak after all.

As it burned a little bit, the golden flame became weaker and weaker, and finally a trembling green fire tree was revealed.

When the golden flame was about to be completely annihilated, the green fire tree moved slightly, and countless branches covered a golden light spot and directly swallowed it.

"nirvana!"

A familiar voice echoed in the two demons' hearts and rumbled throughout the hall.

Following this command, countless pieces of flesh, blood and bones suddenly came together as one.

Amidst the bloody light, a strong naked figure gradually emerged in the hall.

at the same time.

The huge tripod that was very close seemed to sense something and began to tremble.

Luo Chen, who had completed the nirvana of the physical body, was still sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed and had not opened them for a long time.

An extremely suppressed violent force was stirring in his body.

suddenly!

The huge tripod floated up from the ground and rushed straight to the dome!
It looked as if he wanted to stay away from Luo Chen, who was emitting a powerful aura at the moment.

It is the remaining influence of the battle between Liantian Demon Lord and Qixia Yuan Lord!
Luo Chen used the Qixia Yuanjun technique to complete the nirvana of his body in front of the Liantian Ding. How could the remaining spirit consciousness of the artifact tolerate all this?

Even if it disregards the Demon Lord's inheritance, it will never let Luo Chen get it.

However, in this way, the power that sealed the gray light was dispersed.

Just hear a roar.

The Liantian Cauldron broke out of the hall and rushed towards the sky.

outside world.

Yue Sanren was the first to take action. A white jade plate emerged from her hand and covered the black cauldron.

In Yunhai Square, Fei Yunzi's face lit up with joy.

“It’s a spiritual treasure!”

Without thinking, he flew towards the Liantian Ding while taking out a net-bag-shaped magic weapon, trying to collect the black cauldron.

The rest of the people, except Xue Sanren who was devouring the power of Blood Nightmare Demon Luo, also started to take action.

however!
"wrong!"

Yue Sanren's expression changed slightly, and in his mind, he heard the warning voice of the spirit of the Lingbao Ten Thousand Beasts Picture.

She backed away subconsciously.

He even threw away the white jade plate.

The rest of the people reacted a little slower.

All I heard was a deafening explosion!
Bang!
In full view of everyone, above the Fourteen Palaces of Mingzhao.

The broken black cauldron exploded with a loud bang!

The Liantian Ding, which was once a magical treasure that could reach the sky, could still unleash unparalleled power even when it was broken, even if it was in ruins and no one was activating it.

The powerful explosion formed an unparalleled storm of vitality that swept across Mingzhaotian!

"But I can't protect you anymore." The black-robed Yuanying murmured, retreating madly, no longer caring about Cave Master Moyun.

Let it be annihilated into dust in the storm.

Haijiao Tianmu looked panicked. Not only did she sacrifice a large tortoise shell shield, she also manifested her true form to forcefully resist the horrific storm.

Fei Yunzi rushed the fastest and suffered the greatest blow. Not only did the magic net bag shatter in an instant, but it also flew towards him with countless fragments.

His eyes were filled with madness, and he opened his mouth and spit out a round ball that covered himself.

But the bead was also shattered into pieces in the storm.

"This is a treasure that I finally got from the weapon world. It's comparable to a spiritual treasure!"

In addition to his endless heartache, he continued to release the treasures he had accumulated over the years, trying to resist this horrific storm.

on the square.

Xue Sanren frowned and had to interrupt his actions forcibly.

Under him, the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo, who had caught his breath, held the Blood Sword of God-Slaying in one hand.

"Go away!"

Afterwards, he released all the remaining power of the Blood Sea Ancestor.

The other two also took action.

Fairy Fei Leng unfolded a painting, a portrait of a woman's profile.

The old Taoist Jiyuan used the precious treasures he had taken out from the sect during this trip to protect himself.

In short, in the face of the horrific storm caused by the explosion of the spiritual treasure, everyone tried their best to protect themselves.

And at the center of the explosion, in the Dan Hall below the black cauldron.

One after another, large formations were activated spontaneously, and layers of spiritual light enveloped the area.

But as the storm swept through, these palace protection formations were shattered layer by layer.

In the endless waves, Tianxuan tried his best to fan the Nine Winds Banana Fan, trying to create a safe place for Luo Chen.

But under that vast power, such actions seemed futile.

Just now.

A dark shadow was moving behind him.

"Black King, what are you going to do!" Tianxuan was furious as he watched Black King rushing towards Luo Chen.

The other party ignored her attempts to stop him and opened his bloody mouth, swallowing Luo Chen, who had just reassembled his body with great difficulty. He then swept Tian Xuan to the corner of the hall's pillar with his tail.

Then, the Black King glared up to the sky and roared angrily.

However, the dragon's roar that once shook the earth seemed silent under the rumbling storm.

After a long time.

The storm is dying down.

Of the fourteen palaces in Mingzhao, only thirteen remain, hanging high in the sky like stars.

The Dan Palace, which used to emit brilliant light, is now in ruins. The tall purple jade beams and pillars have collapsed, and the precious rubble is floating on the vast sea of ​​clouds like fine sand, falling to the ground with the slightest breeze.

Click!
There were footsteps.

In the corner of the ruined palace, Tianxuan, who had transformed into his original form, was lying there, his messy green feathers covered in horrible blood.

She was so weak that she forced her eyes open, and a figure was reflected in her eyes.

"Master...master?"

"Ah."

With a slight "hmm", Luo Chen took the Xuanchen Armor from her hand and put it on, then turned around to look at the poor black dragon curled up on the ground.

The huge body that once stretched nearly a hundred feet was now only one tenth of it.

A demon pill was emitting a faint glow in the vaguely visible hole in the body.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Luo Chen pinched the spiritual spell and put the seriously injured Tianxuan and the Black King whose life or death was unknown into the spirit beast bag.

Then he looked up at the sky with calm eyes.

There was a gray light, wandering quietly in the clouds.

There was another stumbling figure, swimming upstream, rushing towards the gray light.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Luo Chen stomped the ground in the hall.

Suddenly, an explosion sounded!

The Dan Palace, which was already on the verge of collapse, collapsed under this stomp.

However, Luo Chen's figure, who came later than others, arrived first, crossing a distance of hundreds of feet and standing in front of the gray light sealed by the spirit of the Liantian Ding.

Turn around and punch!
Mountain breaking pose!
With just one punch, the attacker flew back at an even faster speed.

Luo Chen's eyes were cold as he stared quietly at the gray light in front of him.

"This belongs to me!"

(End of this chapter)