"Are you nervous?" Lin Fan asked the medicine artist with a smile, putting on the cloak specially prepared for the medicine artist.

Yao Yi shook his head: "I'm sure I can win."

Lin Fan scratched his nose and said, "The enemies are all paper tigers. You must first believe that you will win. Do you understand?"

Yao Yi nodded sharply.

At this time, the Yao Clan was already crowded with people.

Most of the top ethnic groups in the nearby big stars came to watch this alchemy battle.

Their purpose is naturally unusual.

First of all, after an internal fight in the Yao Clan, millions of people were killed and injured, and even the ruler lost two or three. So how much strength does the Yao Clan have left at this time?

In addition, the Yao Clan dominates the Three Thousand Realms with elixirs. However, many outstanding alchemy masters of the middle and younger generation also died tragically in the internal fighting. So at this time, is the elixir technique that the Yao Clan relies on to dominate the world still the same?

unbelievable?

Is it that after the death of so many outstanding monsters, the Yao Clan is in decline?

If this is true, then——the Yao Clan can let others take their place!

After all, all the inheritances left by the legendary people are in this Medicine Clan ancestral temple.

Of course, there is also the Emperor of Heaven who appears out of nowhere and can kill the Lord to the point of throwing away his armor. They also want to find out the root cause.

Enemy or friend.

"Hahaha... Fellow Daoist Mo has come across the sea of ​​stars, and my Medicine Clan has become so radiant."

This was a domination-level creature in person, so Yao Xingchen went directly to greet him.

"Fellow Taoist Star." The person who came was Mo Wenxin, a very powerful person, from the Mo clan, who controlled an ancient star of life.

"Tsk, tsk, two old immortals."

Another master-level creature came with a bright smile. He was very old. He was looking at Yao Xingchen at this time: "Yao Laogui, don't let the thunder be loud and the raindrops be light. It's clearly to establish prestige for your distant grandson, don't be

I want to make a wedding dress."

Yao Xingchen's eyes turned cold: "The ghost general is just kidding me. The devil will definitely win, and his alchemy skills are incredible. Who is that trash?"

"Yeah?"

When Lin Fan came, he still held Yao Yi's hand and stood on the demon eagle. Zhu Tian hung diagonally on the demon eagle's wings, revealing the cold tip of his halberd.

"I've seen Grandpa Gui Jiang." Yao Yi broke away from Lin Fan's hand and saluted the ghost general respectfully.

The ghost general's face was full of guilt: "Boy, I am not worthy of the title of grandpa. There are many things and too many shackles. I hope you will understand one day."

Yao Yi shook his head stubbornly: "If it hadn't been for the sword that Grandpa Ghost General cut through the galaxy that day, there would not be Dan Dou today. My grandson understands."

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the ghost general, secretly assigning the ghost general to his own camp.

"Little guy, do you still remember me?"

Another person came. She was very beautiful, incredibly beautiful. When she fell from the sky, the petals of the avenue were flying, and the fragrance filled the stars.

"Auntie." Yao Yi saluted respectfully.

"Hey..." The woman sighed, then looked at Lin Fan with her beautiful eyes: "Thank you for taking care of him for so many days."

Lin Fan said nothing, but then he was shocked!

This woman was actually from the Luo God Clan and was a contemporary saint of the Luo God Clan. This was the news she learned from the exclamations and intoxication of others.

"Thank you, aunt, for sending your beautiful sister more than once to help me drive away the murderers who wanted to take my life." Yao Yi bowed again.

"You have to forgive me, even my aunt can't make the decision for the entire Luo God Clan. There are too many involved in this matter..." Luo Qixian, the saint of the Luo God Clan, looked at Yao Yi, and then her kind eyes turned into

The icy cold sword made the void scream, and she said coldly: "Although I can't control the entire Luo Shen clan, Yao Xingchen, remember, if you dare to be unfair in this alchemy fight, I will make you live or die."

"The saint is worried too much. Since it is an alchemy fight, she naturally pays attention to fairness." Yao Xingchen smiled indifferently and said: "He... won't win. The general trend is on my side. The most complete inheritance of the Yao clan is in the world.

Son’s hand.”

"Old man, why does this title of yours make me so uncomfortable?"

Lin Fan looked sideways at the medicine stars and felt really tired.

"Haha, I didn't call you." Yao Xingchen smiled coldly.

Lin Fan's eyes suddenly shrank, but he put one foot on the demon eagle and lifted his thousand-foot body towards Luo Qixian. He roared wildly and clenched his fist to kill him.

"Boom!"

A torrent of sword intent that spanned at least a thousand feet struck, and the entire Yao Clan was cut directly from the middle as if it had been plowed through!

"Bang!"

The fist seal and the sword's intention collided, and the entire Yao Clan was almost destroyed in an instant, making Yao Xingchen's eyes tear apart. If he hadn't taken action urgently, the entire Yao Clan would have been destroyed by this blow.

"You give me back my destiny!"

Ye Kurong rushed over.

Even though he had an agreement with Yao Xingchen, he couldn't help but take action the moment he saw Lin Fan.

Lin Fan waved and Zhu Tian flew over. He pointed his halberd between Ye Kurong's eyebrows and said, "Do I need to kill before the battle? Then let's kill him thoroughly."

"Haha." Luo Qixian smiled, but it was cold: "Ye Qingtian should be killed! It's a pity that my niece, if she didn't kill him because of his dirty hands, he would have died long ago."

"Luo Qixian, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Ye Kurong scolded angrily.

"Come on, let your Ye family fight against our Luo Shen clan. If we can't overthrow your Ye family a hundred thousand times, our Luo Shen clan will be scattered. How dare you?"

Luo Qixian's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she was so overbearing, but it made Ye Kurong blush and neck thick, but he didn't dare to say even a single word.

"Why bother?"

At this time, Mo Wenxin spoke up, acting as the peacemaker: "It's just an alchemy fight between juniors, we'd better not add any extraneous complications."

He said with a smile: "At least, don't take the lead. Can't all grievances and grudges be resolved after the battle?"

"Brother Kurong." Yao Xingchen also spoke. He looked at Ye Kurong, with warning and comfort in his eyes.

"Okay, after the Dan fight, I will kill you under the starry sky." Ye Kurong was gloomy and pitiful, with eyes like knives.

"Waiting for you." Lin Fan sneered.

A shocking confrontation brought the atmosphere of this alchemy battle to its peak and climax, and everyone was looking forward to it.

"Haha, do you still remember my words? On the day of the alchemy battle, everything you cherish and protect will be for nothing." Yao Xingchen smiled sinisterly.

"We'll see." Lin Fan still only said one sentence. He squeezed Yao Yi's little hand and patted it gently with his palm to indicate that nothing was wrong with him.

The elixir battle has begun. The rules are very simple. The two can choose the elixir to be refined at will. In the end, the winner or loser will be determined by the effectiveness and grade of the elixir.

The referees are the five dominant figures here today. As long as there are three votes that one of them wins, it will be a foregone conclusion.

Lin Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold!

Ye Kurong, Yao Xingchen, and the ambiguous Mo Wenxin!

He was a person who could vote for medicinal arts, but Luo Qixian and Ghost General, and he, were not on the referee's seat.

Was this battle destined to end from the beginning?
Chapter completed!