Fei Long was still laughing, his fat face was flushed, and he didn't speak all the words. He looked embarrassed, as if he owed Lu Chen tens of millions.
"I really want to know how many spare pots you have?"
Lu Chen asked.
The fat dragon cocked its tail, and Lu Chen knew what he wanted to do. He wasn't just hurt by the explosion of several pots, but he wanted to ask him for the eighth-level beast elixir and make a new pot.
Lu Chen is not sure he has the eighth-level beast elixir at the moment, but he will definitely get a batch. With his current combat power, it will not be difficult to kill the eighth-level savage beast.
However, Lu Chen wanted to know how many more pots this guy Fei Long had hidden.
"Only two, even the two main pots were reimbursed just now!"
Feilong said with a bitter look on his face.
"If you have an early eighth-level beast elixir, can you forge a weapon of a higher level than a holy weapon?"
Lu Chen asked again.
"I can't, but I can make top-notch holy weapons!"
Feilong said, "If you cast a cauldron for me, it will be a top-notch holy cauldron. Used in conjunction with Zhetian, even a weaker God Refining Realm won't be able to break it!"
"Take it and refill the pot!"
Lu Chen took out the Sanhua Scorpion's beast elixir and threw it directly to Fei Long.
"It's really an eighth-level beast elixir!"
Feilong took it and took a look. His eyes were straightened and his saliva was almost flowing down.
After a while, Fei Long said hesitantly: "But, senior brother doesn't even have a sword now. How about using this eighth-level beast pill to make a sword for senior brother? I only need one that is accurate to the eighth level."
"Have you turned to death?"
Lu Chen's eyes lit up and he looked at Fei Long in surprise, as if the sun was rising in the west.
For a long time, when seeing high-level beast elixirs, Fei Long wanted to steal them for himself. Why did his style change today?
"Senior brother is the soul and pillar of the entire Fanatic Legion. The improvement of senior brother's combat power is crucial, and then it will be our turn!"
Fat Dragon Road.
"I can just have a holy sword, but your pot is of great use. At the critical moment, even I have to rely on your pot to tide over the difficulties."
Lu Chen said, "Don't worry, you can use it to make pots. I will go hunting after a break and get the eighth-level beast elixir back. Then you can help me make knives!"
"Uh huh huh..."
Feilong was overjoyed and nodded as fast as a chicken pecking, almost shaking off the two pieces of fat on his face.
"The aura here is rich, don't waste it, hurry up and practice."
Lu Chen said.
After hearing this, everyone in the Fanatic Legion immediately sat down on the ground, took the Nine Marks Xuanming Pill, and then went into meditation to practice the exercises.
Feilong also wanted to practice, but was stopped by Lu Chen: "Stop practicing, hurry up and make me some knives. I don't have any knives in my hands, and I don't have enough confidence."
"Most of the beast elixirs I have are from the mid-seventh level, and there are a few from the mid-to-late seventh level. I don't have the eighth-level beast elixir to make a better holy sword for you."
The fat dragon is in trouble.
"I'll get the eighth-level beast elixir later. You can use the late-seventh-level beast elixir to make a few first. If you don't have a better backup knife, you won't feel at ease!"
Lu Chen was so anxious because he suffered from a poor backup knife.
"No problem, I'll cast it right away!"
Feilong took out the casting table from the space and placed it on the ground. He also took out various casting tools and prepared to do a big job.
"By the way, I even got this!"
Lu Chen dragged a huge platform out of the chaos and threw it to the ground. The ground could not bear such a heavy weight, and a large piece of it dented instantly.
There are seven huge mechanism pillars connected to the platform, all made of fairy iron, weighing an unknown number of billions!
"There is so much fairy iron again, I will make a fortune!"
Fei Long was surprised and delighted. He immediately used tools to cut the platform and mechanism pillars, and stuffed them all into the space ring for storage.
Then, Feilong took out a few late-level seventh-level beast pills and forged a knife for Lu Chen.
"After making the sword, make ten long bows and give them to my ten maids!"
After Lu Chen ordered Fei Long, he waved his hand to the ten maids who were helping him hammer his back, and said, "Okay, no more hammering. You guys should also take a break. While the spiritual energy here is strong, practice some skills quickly and see if you can
To what extent can we consolidate our combat power?"
The ten maids responded, meditated around Lu Chen, and left.
"While the spiritual energy here is rich, you can also practice!"
Lu Chen said to Mingyue beside him, then stood up and walked out.
"Where are you going?"
Mingyue asked quickly.
"The rivers in this area are full of quasi-eighth-level beasts. We are short of quasi-eighth-level beast elixirs. I'll go get some of them back!"
Seeing that Mingyue wanted to follow, Lu Chen smiled, put his hand on her shoulder, and said softly, "You can't go, you can only stay here to practice, and wait for me to come back!"
"Um."
Mingyue nodded, with a hint of happiness on her pretty face.
Lu Chen's actions and words showed his concern for her, which made her very happy.
She really couldn't deal with such a high-level savage beast. If she went there, she would only be able to hold Lu Chen back. She had no choice but to obey Lu Chen's arrangements and send Lu Chen away with her eyes.
At this moment, under the spiritual abyss, a vague soul discovered the central door and flew in.
That one is Fan Dang’s soul!
Fan Dang Yuan Shen went down the stone stairs of the underground gate, came to the secret room, and saw a door of light!
"It turns out that Lu Chen found an opportunity here!"
Fan Dang Yuan Shen suddenly realized and was ecstatic, it was a perfect path.
"If Lu Chen can find an opportunity here, so can I!"
Fan Dang Yuan Shen circled around the light door and then plunged in.
A dazzling light flashed and then faded.
Fan Dang Yuanshen saw a world full of spiritual energy, full of towering mountains, and a group of soldiers with terrifying cultivation levels!
Fan Dang Yuanshen was startled. Fortunately, his Yuanshen had no breath, otherwise he would have been discovered by those terrifying sergeants, and that would be a big deal.
Even more fortunately, the soldiers did not stand in front of the light door, but gathered to the side to chat, and did not notice that his soul had touched in.
Fan Dang Yuanshen quickly went around to the other side, away from the soldiers, and then entered a forest. Using the cover of the endless woods, he flew deep into this spiritual world.
After flying for who knows how long, he finally arrived at a prosperous ancient city, but Fan Dang's soul was getting weaker and weaker. He knew that time was running out. If he didn't find a body to reshape, he would disappear into thin air and never be reborn again.
There are many people in this ancient city, but those people don't seem to be human beings, they seem to be the legendary spirit race!
No matter what race he is from, as long as that person is suitable, he can seize and reshape his body!
The problem is, those people have very high cultivation and can destroy his soul at will. He doesn't dare to show up at all, so how can he take it?
When passing a palace, he saw a group of people walking out of the palace from a distance, led by a stunningly beautiful woman!