At this time, a strange thought suddenly arose in the heart of the elixir of the master. This guy named Fang Dang really only owns a garbage golden elixir? What this guy shows now is not the speed and strength that a garbage golden elixir monk can possess.

The alchemist of the Xiongzhu Sect didn't have time to think about it, and only had a clue in his mind. The others could only be left to be considered later. After all, Fang Dang had already killed him near, and the alchemist of the Xiongzhu Sect suddenly urged the golden bell.

The golden bell hangs on the head of the Xiongzhumen's alchemist, and a ripple completely covers the Xiongzhumen's alchemist like a water curtain.

The elixir of the Xiongzhu Sect was later cultivated as a level A golden elixir. Such water-patterned defense, the golden elixir without magic weapons cannot be broken unless the golden elixir is sacrificed to impact it.

And even if the rice grains and golden elixirs like Fang Dang can't be knocked open.

In the Shangyou Realm, the battle between alchemists is the fundamental, and magic weapons are the key to victory.

It can be said that according to the strength shown by Fang Dang, the elixir of the heroic sect is like being in a fortress. Even if he is standing and being beaten by Fang Dang casually, he will be unharmed. Fang Dang is even careful not to be injured.

The Danshi of the Xiongzhumen sneered and said, "Invisible? Sneak attack? You guy is unlucky and you touched my iron plate!"

With a puff, the Danshi of the Majesty Sect was stunned, his contemptuous sneer was still echoing on his lips, but his expression was already stiff and twisted, and then his eyes were covered with blood.

The alchemist of the Xiongzhumen pressed his neck with a look of surprise. At this time, a small hole appeared in front of the Xiongzhumen of the Xiongzhumen of the Xiongzhumen of the Xiongzhumen. The small hole was flat, and then with the small hole as the center, the water curtain suddenly exploded, like a bubble shattering.

At this time, the alchemist of the Xiongzhumen heard a whistle and rushed back from a distance.

The Danshi of the Xiongzhumen covered his neck and turned his head hard to look. He saw a sword as dark as ink, covered with golden ice cracks on the body of the sword flying from a distance, making a sudden whistle sound, and a crack sound penetrated into Fang Dang's wide cuffs and disappeared.

With a puff, a stream of hot blood spurted out from the fingers of the Xiongzhumen Danshi's fingers covering his neck.

"How is it possible? I have seen your golden elixir. There is no sword inside and no magic weapon. How did your sword come from?"

Fang Dang's eyes were cold and he ignored the problem of the alchemist of the Xiongzhumen, but looked at the blood-spraying wound on the neck of the alchemist of the Xiongzhumen.

In the turbid world, it is difficult for monks to kill after reaching the realm of enlightenment. Fang Dang felt that it was more difficult for monks to become Dan to kill, but the facts were obviously different from what Fang Dang thought.

The wound on the neck of the Mass Master Danshi who broke through the Qianye Blind Grass Sword was like melted gold juice. Blood splattered, and the wound was still expanding.

Seeing that the alchemist of the Xiongzhu Sect became weaker and weaker, Fang Dang finally confirmed that the alchemist of the Xiongzhu Sect would definitely die. Fang Dang guessed that it might be the reason for the magic weapon.

While Fang Dang forcibly carrying the Qianye Blind Grass Sword into the Shangyou Realm, he re-sacrificed the Qianye Blind Grass Sword. This sacrifice reduced Fang Dang's golden elixir to the level of rice grains, and at least half of the golden elixir and golden juice gathered into the body of the Qianye Blind Grass Sword. The golden ice cracks on the black sword of the Qianye Blind Grass Sword are the best proof.

The Shangyou Realm will not allow things that should not appear here. Fang Dang forced the Qianye Blind Grass Sword to land in Shangyou, which is equivalent to forcibly improving the Qianye Blind Grass Sword to the point where he can enter Shangyou.

Fang Dang walked straight to the dying Xiongzhumen Danshi, and reached out to search and touch the Xiongzhumen Danshi.

"Yunjian Mountain, Leng Rong Jian, I understand. No wonder Leng Rong Jian chose you as a Taoist partner. By the way, no wonder your golden elixir is so small. It turns out that he forced the sword into this world and lost a lot of gold juice. I understand, damn, I'm fooled by you!" The monk of the hero sect suddenly opened his mouth and spit out his golden elixir.

This golden elixir is a level A golden elixir cultivated after the day of cultivation. After enlargement, it is a big head. It throws it around and turns around and runs away.

Although Fang Dang didn't know what was going on with this golden elixir, he knew very well that this golden elixir should have run back to report the news.

Is this so great?

Fang Dang just realized that the way of "the nature is clever and clumsy, and can be hidden." It will definitely not be exposed to himself.

Seeing the golden elixir running rapidly, Fang Dang suddenly spit out a dark shadow. The shadow was faster than the A-level golden elixir. In the blink of an eye, he chased after him and hit the golden elixir the size of a human head with a thud.

The dark inner pill of the strange poison was only the size of a walnut, but it smashed the golden elixir, the size of a human head, into pieces. A golden rain was as follows in the air. The strange poison inner pill was happily wandering in the golden rain, constantly absorbing the golden rain into the dark Xuandan.

The strange poison inner alchemy actually grew up in this way.

The monk from the Xiongzhu Sect watched this scene. If it weren't for his own eyes, if it weren't for his blood bleeding in his seven orifices and his five internal organs were broken, he would never believe the scene in front of him.

"You, you, you, two golden elixirs per person, one of them is actually a Xuan elixir. You, you are a monster, you are a heaven-level golden elixir, no, the heaven-level golden elixir is not as good as you, and you... I'm not unjust to die... Damn, Fire Poison Immortal Palace..." The alchemist of the Xiongzhumen had already died before he finished speaking. The wound on his neck had already separated the head and body of the Xiongzhumen.

The golden juice of the wound expanded rapidly, and Fang Dang watched helplessly as a good Jindan monk turned into golden juice in front of him, and finally turned into ashes like incinerated tin foil.

Fang Dang had a golden bell in his hand.

Fang Dang shook the golden bell gently and made a crisp sound, but the sound was full of sorrow, like sorrow and joy. The bell was saying goodbye to the master ahead.

Amid the crisp but bloody ringing, Fang Dang disappeared without a trace.

Three days later, Fang Dang came to a mountain filled with smoke. This mountain can be regarded as ten thousand feet high, with a steep mountain that ordinary people cannot climb.

Unlike ordinary mountains, this mountain is covered by smoke and clouds, and half-covered, it can only look rough. This mountain is the temple of the Fire Poison Immortal Palace in Shangyou Realm.

Fang Dang stood in front of this mountain and felt like he had finally returned home.

Fang Dang immediately flew up and went straight into the clouds and mist.

However, Fang Dang just entered the clouds and mist and collided with a soft and elastic light curtain, which directly bounced Fang Dang out.
Chapter completed!