The scent of elixir of seventy feet made the space silence.

Plateau, Fu Shan, and Lu Dong, the alchemy masters, were filled with shock.

Even Du Wanqing, who is known as the number one alchemy master in Luoyang, the fine elixir he refined is only fifty or sixty feet in fragrance.

Seventy feet, this has surpassed Du Wanqing.

"From now on, the title of Luoyang's No. 1 Alchemy Master is probably this guy, right?" Lu Dong made a difficult voice.

"You can't say that, Du Wanqing can at least refine a few rare elixirs every year." Fu Shan questioned.

"Brother Fu may not know that although Du Wanqing can refine some rare elixirs every year, he relies on an ancient elixir liquid that can improve the quality of elixirs. He accidentally obtained it in a cave and used a little less."

Gao Yuan knew some inside story and said slowly: "If there is no such alchemy liquid, how could Du Wanqing practice rare elixirs? In other words, just from the perspective of pure alchemy strength, this boy is the real number one alchemy master in Luoyang!"

The words of the plateau shocked everyone present.

Du Wanqing has been on the altar of the number one alchemy master in Luoyang for more than ten years. Today, he is going to be replaced by a young man?

"Even if it was the original elixir king Lu Changsheng, he was already seventeen years old when he became an alchemy master. At that time, the fine elixirs refined by Lu Changsheng were only 40 feet fragrant, and he was shocked by the gods."

"This boy is younger than Lu Changsheng back then, and his talent for alchemy is better!"

"Will this son be the second Dan King in time?"

The voices of several alchemy masters were trembling, and the talent shown by Ning Jiang was too terrible.

Compared with this, Yan Ziling's achievements suddenly became humble.

Yan Ziling is already twenty years old, and his fine elixirs are only twenty-five feet tall, which is no less than Ning Jiang.

"Seventy zhang, how could he do it?"

On the platform, Yan Ziling's face was pale, his fists were clenched, and his handsome face was full of disbelief. Under the huge shock, his face even became a little ferocious.

He is a disciple of the clan. He received guidance from a famous teacher since he was a child. He became an alchemy master at the age of 20. Such a talent is enough to rank among the top five among the younger generation of alchemy masters in Qingyun Kingdom.

But at this moment, he was defeated by Ning Jiang's men.

The loss was completely without any suspense.

With a scent of seventy feet, even Lu Changsheng was far from Ningjiang's rival.

"Yan Ziling, you lost."

Ning Jiang's voice could not hear the joy and anger, and it was so terrible that it was calm: "According to the agreement, you owe me a life."

Yan Ziling's body trembled, and the people around him were even more shocked.

If Yan Ziling died here, I am afraid that the master behind him will be furious.

Yan Ziling's face turned pale. From the beginning, he never thought that he would lose.

"You want to kill me?"

Yan Ziling narrowed his eyes and suddenly became fearless: "Indeed, I lost, but I am a disciple of the Grand Master. If you kill me, you will have to bear the Grand Master's anger. If I say this, do you still dare to take action?"

If an alchemy master gets angry, the entire Luoyang City will be overturned.

Behind him was an alchemy master, which was equivalent to a gold medal for avoiding death.

Even if the innate extreme strong man wants to kill him, he must consider the consequences clearly.

"Yan Ziling, in fact, since the beginning, I have no idea of ​​killing you. I rarely kill people, and the people who kill people are all those who touch my bottom line."

Ningjiang's voice was floating, as if coming from the sky, making people feel the tense atmosphere: "Actually, as long as you give me the thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum on your body, I will let you go."

"If you want a thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum, you can."

Yan Ziling only thought that Ning Jiang would not dare to kill him, and sneered in his heart. After all, Ning Jiang was afraid of the master behind him.

"What a pity, you're looking for death!"

Suddenly, Ning Jiang's words changed. At this moment, Yan Ziling felt the momentum of Ning Jiang's body change, as if endless swords burst out, trying to kill him.

And those eyes were like the cold wind that lasted for thousands of years. Not only contained indifference, but also had an indescribable sense of silence, just like an ice lake in winter, cold, lonely, without a trace of vitality.

Under such a gaze, he felt as if he was struck by lightning and couldn't help but take a step back.

But then, he realized that the retreat just now was a great humiliation, and said angrily: "Do you dare?"

"Clang!"

When answering Yan Ziling, there was only a sword sound.

The sword was unsheathed, as fast as thunder.

"Puff."

The tip of the sword pierced through Yan Ziling's throat.

Blood gushed like broken jade.

Yan Ziling opened his mouth wide and his eyes wide open.

"Is it unbelievable? Since you ask me if I dare or not, I will tell you with actions..."

In Ning Jiang's eyes, which were as emotional as the dark night, Yan Ziling's surprised face was clearly reflected: "I dare!"

"Aren't you afraid of...the wrath of the Grandmaster?"

Yan Ziling's eyes widened, his voice intermittently. Until this moment, he couldn't believe that Ning Jiang would actually kill him.

Behind him is a master!

"Yan Ziling, you don't understand at all. What kind of existence do I have? What can the Grandmaster be? I'm..."

Ning Jiang paused, and his deep eyes burst into arrogance looking down on the sun, moon, mountains and rivers: "Supreme!"

How can you be humiliated easily?

Qingyun Kingdom only knows that the master cannot be humiliated.

How could I know that when the master was angry, blood splattered five steps.

But when the Supreme Lord was angry, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, the corpse was buried in millions, and the blood was bleed thousands of miles away.

Yan Ziling shouldn't have been so sure that he would provoke Ning Jiang.

Like 100,000 years ago, there were some supreme people who dared to provoke them, not only would the person involved die, but they would even be implicated.

Ning Jiang is among the supreme people who have a good temper. He kills people, but he has a wrongdoing and a debtor. He doesn't kill people easily, but once he wants to kill people, he will not escape from death, no matter whether he goes to heaven or earth.

Ning Jiang had no intention of killing this time, but Yan Ziling asked him if he dared it, that was to seek death and he could not blame others.

Looking at Yan Ziling's body lying on the high platform, the surroundings were completely in silence.

Countless eyes were dull.

Ning Jiang dared to kill Yan Ziling with one sword in front of everyone.

This is a disciple of the clan!

With the energy of an alchemy master, once he gets angry, countless people will come to kill Ningjiang in the entire Qingyun Kingdom.

Ningjiang, how dare you do this?

What confidence does he have to fight against the anger of a master?

"Madman, this madman."

Fei Hai's body trembled continuously. He gave him a hundred courages, but he didn't dare to kill Yan Ziling, but Ning Jiang killed him as soon as he said he could kill him. From beginning to end, how could he see the slightest hesitation?

At this moment, he was glad again that he did not offend Ning Jiang to death, otherwise he would have died under Ning Jiang's hands.

"It's him, the white-headed ghost Ningjiang!"

Someone recognized Ning Jiang's identity through Ning Jiang's sword just now.

Yan Ziling himself is not bad at all, and he will not be weaker than the candidates for the Ten Great Ones, but Ning Jiang killed someone with one sword, which is an understatement.

With white hair and such a terrifying swordsmanship, only the white-headed ghost Ning Jiang, who has caused a sensation in Luoyang in recent days.

"He's too impulsive, he shouldn't have done that."

Wei Yanran looked pale. This iceberg beauty who had always been calm also felt something was wrong at this moment.

Even if it was her, she would never dare to kill Yan Ziling. Once she did this, even Du Wanqing would not be able to protect her.

"Do you know that your brother caused a big disaster and caused a huge disaster?"

Wei Yanran looked at Ning Yuan. On Ning Yuan's face, she couldn't see any panic. Instead, she felt a sense of pride.

"This is my younger brother, fearless. All of you think he dares not, but he dares to kill him. Wei Yanran, I can only tell you that you have always underestimated my younger brother!"

Ning Yuan said proudly. She remembered that when she was in Zuiyue Tower, Ning Jiang was just a three-level Qi cultivation level, so she dared to make a life-and-death battle with Zhou Wenhao, one of the ten heroes.

Isn’t that kind of invincible spirit exactly the same as it is now?

As for the result, she doesn't care.

The Master's Wrath may be very terrible.

But she would not be afraid. No matter what Ning Jiang does, she would support Ning Jiang behind her back. At worst, she would die with Ning Jiang.
To be continued...