Alchemy

"Hurrah—"

The speed and dosage of the altar's blowing and blowing wind were getting bigger and bigger, but the wings behind Chang Fengyu slowly changed their color. They were originally blood red and hot, but slowly, they began to turn gray. It's just like the impurities and runes in the blood color, but it is actually slowly changing the attributes and power of the blood wing, and the breath of love is filled with the wind, making the blood wing grow even more .

The vitality of the wind attribute slowly poured into the body to match the mana, and the demon blood in Chang Fengyu's body recovered surprisingly quickly. While Chang Fengyu's mana increased, the four-phase golden body circulated and devoured the wind-type vitality The speed of the blood is also faintly increasing, and at the same time, the essence in the blood is dissipating all over the body, and the blood essence recovers quickly, and it seems that there is a faint tendency to surpass the original ones, and it seems that the wind attribute is also benefiting His bloodline made the blood around him more pure.

Gradually, Chang Fengyu's blood also began to flow a cold and sharp gray color, and the essence of wind attribute energy slowly seeped in from the mana to combine with the blood, burning and purifying the blood over and over again. ...

One day, two days... This mountain stream was like a bottomless pit. It has been drifting for more than three days, but there is still no end point. On the contrary, there are more and more strong winds, and the altar is forced to slow down even more.

"woo woo woo woo--"

Suddenly, the wind around the altar seemed to be absorbed, gathered quickly, but was accommodated by the altar. In the blink of an eye, the altar was uncharacteristically devouring the power of the wind?

In an instant, everyone on the altar was moved. If so much wind poured in, even if they didn't die, they would definitely be injured...

However, everyone was dumbfounded the next moment. The strong wind poured in, and it seemed to have disappeared. The nails disappeared without a trace, as if they were eaten by carrying the altar, and did not cause any harm to the people on the altar.

"Buzzing buzzing—"

On the contrary, the altar slowly and truly stopped the downward trend, and began to spin rapidly on the spot, attracting more wind into it. At some point, a large hurricane had formed around the altar. gray-black swirls.

The infinite wind unexpectedly began to drill into the altar on its own initiative!

Suddenly, almost without exception, everyone fixed their eyes on the small hall in the center of the altar.How could such a huge momentum be deceived by so many people.

"He—he is refining Gangfeng..."

I don't know who was the first to say a word tremblingly, but it detonated everyone's spirits at the same time. Without exception, there was a buzzing sound in the brain at this moment, accompanied by various dizziness!

"How is it possible? Even my Bu family's Piao Miao magic art is impossible to have such an ability to absorb the power of the wind... He just entered the advanced level of supernatural powers! And... there are many winds in the wind Poison, the wind poison must be purified before it can be absorbed by people, otherwise, even if you are in the Golden Core realm, you will have to poison yourself to death!"

Bu Yiyi also screamed at this moment, her eyes were full of shock, but then she was infinitely fanatical, if... if she could use this ability of Chang Fengyu to help her cultivate, if she could make Chang Fengyu hand over this skill Fa...then in the family...

She didn't dare to imagine that her Bu family started with the wind, and the whole family cultivated the wind-nature mana, and the Piao Miao magic skill was their family tradition!

"Click, click—"

Suddenly, bursts of crisp cracking sounds came, and the small hall was instantly covered with dense cracks, as if being cut by countless sharp wind blades.

"No, he seems to have failed, everyone hide, once this palace is broken, we will be the first to be torn apart by the wind!"

Suddenly, standing at the front, a supernatural monk near the center let out a loud roar, and quickly flew towards the periphery of the altar.

"Crack, click, click -"

At this moment, the black protective cover around the altar began to make such a sound, like a sharp knife cutting a person's bones, making continuous clicking sounds, grinding this heart, countless low-level disciples His face turned pale in an instant.

Everyone can feel that this wind is not like the wind outside. The power of these winds seems to be stronger and fiercer!

"It's over, it's over, I'm doomed now, and only the brothers in the Gang Bing realm can withstand this catastrophe... Chang Fengyu, you will die badly, you will harm others and yourself!"

"What did Chang Fengyu do? Why..."

Many curses and reprimands slowly filled the entire altar. On the altar, there was the sound of gangster cutting inside and outside. Almost every breath, they were suffering, wholeheartedly on guard, staring at both ends , guarding against the top of the head, for fear that the hut in the center of the altar and the surrounding shields will explode in an instant, emitting endless wind and sharp blades to chop melons and vegetables.

"Crack clap..."

However, a full quarter of an hour passed, and there were still such clicking sounds on the mask and the small hall in the middle, but the crack marks on the original small hall became more dense, almost The entire small hall was shattered into pieces the size of a fingernail.

"Crack - click -"

The sound of grinding bones and blood continued continuously, and the cracks on the hut had even reached the limit of being visible to the naked eye, as if they had been cut into countless dust particles, and the hut was a collection of these dust particles.

"Buzzing buzzing——"

Suddenly, the voice in the whole altar changed instantly, and the hut and the mask set off bursts of green lights almost at the same time, the brilliance flowed, and there was a rumbling resounding on the altar, turning more quickly on the spot, fully opened Ma Li, even if all the monks were sitting, he couldn't help feeling dizzy all of a sudden.

Turning too fast!

"Buzzing buzzing—"

The sound became more and more painful, and became clearer and brighter. It resounded like an evening drum and a morning bell. Although dizzy, this kind of sound involuntarily filled everyone's heart and forcibly occupied all of them. mind.

Slowly, the gang wind layer outside the altar was shattered, turning into a long river of gang wind that was swallowed into it.

"It's moving—moving, look—"

While stabilizing the figure, a sudden reminder came, and the people in the entire altar immediately turned their eyes to the small temple again.

Almost instantly, the palace began to glow with bursts of blue, and among the intertwined gray and black, a few huge talisman phantoms unexpectedly emerged, coming out of the palace with a crash, floating in the small over the temple.