Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 513 You can admit defeat

The moment Mo Chen took his steps, the previous clumsy and sluggish feeling was swept away, giving people a sense of perfection.

All his mind has been put into the refining, and he never looked at the other one, as if only he and the materials exist in the world, that kind of concentration seems to be completely foreign, not a duel, but also silent in himself in the process of refining.

This is the morality that can only be radiated by the real masters of inscription patterns. At this moment, all the masters are a little ecstatic, as if they have seen what they have been pursuing all along, the peak of the way of inscription patterns on Mo Chen. to the epitome of what they were after along the way.

"This……"

Rong Feiyi was completely stunned, and an indescribable feeling kept rising in his heart. He found that except that his realm was higher than the opponent's, everything else was inferior to him, even far behind.

If he suppressed the power of Minghun at the peak of the sixth level, he would have been defeated long ago. Even if he used the power of Minghun of the eighth level, he seemed powerless to catch up.

What does this mean? It means that Mo Chen's comprehension of the way of inscription patterns has far surpassed him, the eighth-level inscription emperor!

Horrified!

At this moment, Rong Feiyi was extremely frightened, and besides the fright, there was also a trace of fright, a chill came to his heart, and spread throughout his body in an instant.

A boy in his teens can be so monstrous, how could there be such a monstrous boy in this world.

For tens of thousands of years in the Yuanyang Continent, even those geniuses who have been remembered by history, I am afraid that there is not a single person who can be as terrifying as Mo Chen when he was a teenager.

Rong Feiyi began to feel flustered. He found that the movement of fire used by Mo Chen, and the Bauhinia Invincible Yujinkai, the mysterious steps and the morality exuded gave him a feeling that he couldn't match it, no matter how he chased it. , it seems that only being ruthlessly thrown away.

Cold sweat rolled down his cheeks like beans, and his clothes were drenched in an instant.

Rong Feiyi was indeed flustered. He found that the only thing he could rely on was the power of the inscription soul, which was more than a realm higher than the opponent's. In the history of the inscription pattern in the entire continent, it had never been heard that someone could cross two The allusion of the class defeating the opponent.

This is the source of all his confidence.

However, at this moment, when he found that this young man suppressed him in every way, his confidence began to waver, and his heart began to panic.

His mind was flustered, and the movements of his hands seemed a little powerless, making mistakes again and again, and the masters who watched showed helplessness.

It seems that the game is about to be lost.

"Condensation is the last step before congealing the pill. If you make mistakes in this step, even if you can successfully congeal the pill, the rank cannot be improved."

Mo Chen suddenly said: "If the eighth-rank Minghuang can't even successfully refine the sixth-rank golden elixir, then what's the use of Huaqing Palace keeping you?"

Rong Feiyi trembled all over, as if an electric current had entered his body and spread throughout his body in an instant.

That's right, he is the eighth-level Minghuang, how could he not even be able to refine the sixth-level Six-Turn Golden Elixir to be the best.

He couldn't lose this gambling fight, even if it was for Emperor Ming's prestige and his dignity, he couldn't just lose like this.

Rong Feiyi flickered with some kind of brilliance, the panic gradually dissipated, replaced by a kind of depth, the panic in his hand also began to ease, the breath of the whole person became calm, and he was no longer affected by external factors. Interference, concentrate on indulging in your own refining.

The whole person seemed to have changed, and the aura of the emperor exuded, and there was also the aura of a master.

Those masters in the back looked at each other in dismay, all of them were speechless, Mo Chen taught Rong Feiyi a lesson, and the latter actually listened to it, this...

Chen Bing couldn't understand why.

Soon, both of them reached the end of condensing, ready to carry out the final link of condensing pills.

Although Rong Feiyi was shocked by Mo Chen and made several mistakes, but relying on his powerful soul power, he was saved several times. After he was on the right track again, he suddenly said: "Mo Chen, I have to say, you are very Powerful, no matter it is purified or condensed, the morality of the inscriptions you display far surpasses me, your strength makes me shocked and overwhelmed."

The words he said suddenly stunned the masters behind him, their eyes widened in horror, their heads froze and it was difficult to think.

The eighth-level Minghuangrong Feiyi actually said that he was overwhelmed by a teenager who was so strong that he was overwhelmed. Those Mingsheng soul saints were stunned, and even the eyeballs seemed to be frozen in the pupils, unable to move.

There were only a few masters in the late seventh stage who thought about Rong Feiyi's words.

Chen Bing also opened his mouth in astonishment, his excited face couldn't hide his excitement.

"Haha, aren't you very proud, and you have a day of convincing people, haha..." Chen Bing roared in his heart, and he just felt relieved. After being soothed for so long, today is definitely the happiest day.

At the same time, he had already begun to admire Mo Chen in his heart, for making the strongest Rong Feiyi say such words.

It seems that the sentence, get out if you want, really has confidence.

"You are indeed very strong. When I was young, I traveled around the Upper Three Realms and went to the Inscription Pattern Palace. I have seen many young geniuses. To be honest, among the younger generation, your realm may not be the highest existence. , but your comprehension of the way of inscription patterns absolutely surpasses everyone, and in the future generation, you must be one of the leading figures in the way of inscription patterns!"

Rong Feiyi said these words very pertinently, and then said coldly: "Thank you for reminding me in time, otherwise my refining has already failed, and in addition to your talent in the way of inscription pattern, don't worry, even if you fail Now, I will not take your life, nor will I erase your future of the way of the inscription pattern."

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth turned up, showing a faint smile. It seems that Rong Feiyi is not bad, and his inner pursuit is still the pinnacle of the inscription pattern.

"The refinement is not finished, the outcome is still undecided, I hope you can still say such things after the result comes out." Mo Chen said calmly.

The six-turn golden pill is just a sixth-rank pill. Rong Feiyi's previous loss definitely had a slight impact on the rank of the pill. As long as Mo Chen refines it with peace of mind and makes no mistakes, he will be invincible He wants to see how Rong Feiyi can turn defeat into victory.

"Let's do the final condensate. Maybe within a few years, you will be able to surpass me, but right now, you are not my opponent."

Rong Feiyi's expression was full of unparalleled self-confidence, as if he had already seen the victory, showing the confidence that an eighth-level Minghuang should have.

Mo Chen frowned, he could feel that Rong Feiyi's self-confidence was by no means feigned, but self-confidence from the bottom of his heart, he seemed to have no doubts about his victory.

This made Mo Chen curious, wanting to see what Rong Feiyi was going to do.

"Shhhhhh!"

Rong Feiyi suddenly raised his hand, a ray of light spread out from between him, and gradually gathered in mid-air, his fingers continued to pinch, the light continued to spread, it turned out to be a kind of powerful lightning, the chi chi current flowed continuously, enveloping The pill that started to condense.

"Based on your understanding of the way of inscription patterns, you should know that there are ways to improve the level of pills after condensing pills. There are indeed many ways to purify pills, but the effect is limited after all. However, my thunder and lightning absorb the essence of the world. The runes condensed by pure lightning are full of natural morality, so even if I made some mistakes before, under the tempering of lightning, I can at least refine it to the sixth-level best!"

Rong Feiyi withdrew his gaze and began to condense the alchemy with all his strength. The dense alchemy energy continued to condense, and the grade level also continued to rise. A fresh fragrance of alchemy began to permeate gradually.

Mo Chen's eyes sank, the thunder and lightning between heaven and earth do have their own morality, and it is definitely the best choice to refine the pill, this Rong Feiyi has collected so much lightning power, coupled with his realm, it is indeed able to make the pill The medicine has been upgraded to the sixth-order best.

The movement of fire keeps urging, the blood-red color keeps improving, there is already a faint feeling of blood rain, Bauhinia Invincible Yu Jinkai's hand formula and mysterious steps have been urged to the extreme, but it is still difficult to surpass the quenching force of thunder and lightning. refining.

The situation reversed, and Mo Chen's expression gradually darkened.

"You have thunder and lightning, but this young master also has divine fire!"

A look of madness flashed in Mo Chen's eyes. He stretched out his palm, and a flame appeared in his palm with a whistling sound. The terrifying flame spread violently like a tidal wave, making the green fox with wings fly The different flames began to frantically move.

This made Rong Feiyi startled, he had already subdued the green fox's strange fire, and was connected with it, he clearly felt a sense of fear coming from the flame, as if he wanted to surrender instinctively.

This is an eighth-level strange fire. Could it be that the flame that this young man has mastered is still at the ninth level?
"This, is this a ninth-level flame?" Rong Feiyi asked in surprise.

Mo Chen's inscription soul power has returned to the early stage of the sixth level, but at this moment, the inscription soul power is surging, as if after hundreds of years of precipitation, it will completely burst out at this moment, making the final condensate Dan Shock.

"There are many people in this world who want to win Ben Shao, but unfortunately, no one can beat Ben Shao, and neither can you!"

Mo Chen's expression began to be serious, and in the deep pupils, a little star-like light flickered, becoming incomparably brighter, the divine fire between his hands continued to spread, and the magic arts seemed to exude a sense of supreme morality, and even Following his steps, the hand formulas began to become illusory and magical.

Not only the footwork, but even his body seemed to become flickering, extremely illusory, as if this face did not exist at all.

This made everyone terrified, and even wondered if they had crossed planes, and felt like they were not with Mo Chen.

Looking at this scene, Rong Feiyi was shocked and turned pale. He has never seen such a gait, even the most familiar Bauhinia Invincible Yujinkai, has never been so magical. This is simply unprecedented. Unheard of.

Especially the divine fire gave him a feeling of deep fear and profound meaning.

In front of that divine fire, it seemed that Mo Chen's steps and hand movements had become dim.

He just looked at Mo Chen dully like this, and he couldn't recover until the latter was completely solidified.

Not only him, but all the masters around were stunned, like stone carvings, petrified on the spot.

Mo Chen withdrew the flame, raised his hand to grab it in the air, held the six-turn golden pill in his hand, walked towards the sluggish Rong Feiyi, and asked with a smile: "Sixth-order top-grade peak pill, can you admit defeat?"

Mo Chen's voice was not loud, but in this silent hall, it really fell on everyone's ears, like a thunderbolt, waking everyone up.

clap clap!

Suddenly there was a crisp sound from Rong Feiyi's refining, and he hurriedly made several hand formulas to condense the elixir.

It is also the sixth-order best, but his face is covered with a helpless bitter smile.

(End of this chapter)