Seeing that the fifteen potion kings of the Death Sect took out the potion cauldron and began to refine the potion, the evil Wang Huan smiled on his face, and was not speaking, but stood quietly aside, staring at the fifteen potion kings in front of him. The fifteen potion kings of the Death Sect put the materials of the third-grade magic potion into the potion cauldron, and released mutated mental power almost at the same time to form a spirit ball, encapsulating those potion materials. The fifteen potion kings of the Death Sect kept slowly strengthening the hardness of the spirit ball, and at a very slow speed.
This is also because they were very exhausted at this time, so the speed of releasing mutant mental power was very slow. After about an hour, all the fifteen potion kings of the Death Sect condensed and strengthened the spirit balls, and they were preparing for the next step.
"Even if your body is tired, the release of the spirit ball cannot be so rough. As the pharmacist's spirit ball is not even as hard as the pharmacist's spirit ball? With such a rough spirit ball strengthening, do you want to go to the next step?"
When Fatty and Dazhuang heard the evil Wang Huan say this, they both showed rare smiles on their faces. Dazhuang and Fatty knew better than anyone else. If the other Wang Huan was a physical cultivator, the evil Wang Huan in front of them was a well-deserved genius of potion.
Both Fatty and Dazhuang witnessed the evil Wang Huan refining potions with their own eyes. When the two saw the evil Wang Huan compressing the spirit ball, their huge mutant mental power formed two huge palms, and directly suppressed the spirit ball, and the two were already shocked.
If the evil king Huan in front of him had the intention to teach these fifteen pharmacy kings of the Death Sect, then it can only be said that the fifteen pharmacy kings of the Death Sect were very lucky. The other 65 Ancient Flame War Kings of the Death Sect were all a little angry in their eyes and stared at the evil king Huan.
They believed that the evil Wang Huan was making things difficult for the fifteen potion kings, but facing the angry gaze of the sixty-five ancient flame war kings of the Death Sect, the evil Wang Huan seemed particularly calm, and his eyes were still on the fifteen potion kings in front of him.
When the fifteen potion kings of the Death Sect heard the evil king Huan say this, many potion kings did not intend to pay attention to the evil king Huan and planned to continue with the next step, the spiritual blade condensed, but at this moment, the evil king Huan said disapprovingly in his tone.
"If the fifteen potion kings present really want to force the spiritual blade, even if you let the potion molecule be completed, when the spirit ball compresses and burns the potion powder, at least there are more than ten people in the spirit balls, which will explode. If you don't believe it, you can try it."
The fifteen potion kings of the Death Sect came down after hearing the words of the evil Wang Huan. They looked at the evil Wang Huan in disbelief. Unexpectedly, the evil Wang Huan dared to say this. Before they even began to molecule the potion, he could see that when the spirit ball was compressed, the spirit ball would explode? It was obvious that many potion kings of the Death Sect did not believe in the words of the evil Wang Huan, but Rouxue, who was standing aside, had a serious expression. Rouxue knew better than anyone else, even if Wang Huan was not the Wang Huan they knew.
But one thing will not change. This evil Wang Huan with a strange aura is the ninth level potion king! How could Rouxue ignore what a level potion king said? Rouxue said seriously, "Continue to strengthen the spirit ball first, and molecule the potion."
Even Rouxue said this, and the other fifteen Death Sect's potion kings were suppressed by the fatigue in their bodies and continued to strengthen the spirit ball over and over again. After about twenty minutes, the evil Wang Huan smiled and stared at Rouxue.
"If I guess correctly, your spiritual ball strengthening was learned from the stupid guy in my body. Combine mental power into the spiritual ball, so that the hardness of the spiritual ball can achieve an amazing effect." The evil Wang Huan said as he looked at Rouxue.
Seeing the evil Wang Huan say this, she took a deep breath and nodded undeniably. At the same time, Rouxue was also secretly surprised. Sure enough, the unfamiliar Wang Huan had a very good grasp of his mutated mental power. Otherwise, it would be impossible to see her special spiritual ball at a glance. The fourteen potion kings of the other death gates were stunned when they heard the conversation between Rouxue and the evil Wang Huan. It seemed that this strange evil Wang Huan was also very good at refining potions.
"Intensification of the spirit ball like you can indeed greatly improve the success of the potion refining, but in my opinion, this is a very stupid and laborious method. It is still very useful for you low-level potion kings."
After saying this, the evil Wang Huan stared at the other fourteen potion kings and said, "In addition to Rouxue, all 15 of you will retract the mutated mental power that you just released back into your body, release the mutated mental power again, and strengthen the spirit ball."
The fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect were stunned when they heard the evil Wang Huan say this. When they saw the fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect, they were all stunned. Rouxue said extremely seriously, "According to his instructions, take back the mutated mental power."
Even Rouxue said this. The fourteen potion kings at the Death Sect then half-believed and half-doubtedly retracted the mutated mental power. After they retracted the mutated mental power, the evil Wang Huan said calmly, "Now you fourteen people will hear it clearly. I don't like to say it again. When you release the mutated mental power, don't cover the surface of the spiritual ball, but fuse it with the spiritual ball. You must slowly release it. With your current mutated mental power, you can only slowly guide the fusion of mental power."
When the fourteen potion kings of the Death Gate heard Wang Huan say this, they nodded seriously. According to the instructions of the evil Wang Huan, the fourteen potion kings of the Death Gate slowly released the mutant mental power and fused the mutant mental power to the spirit ball. At this time, the fourteen potion kings of the Death Gate discovered that it was quite difficult to merge the mutant mental power into the spirit ball, especially in their exhausted state, if the mutant mental power is integrated into the spirit ball, it is easy to make mistakes, and the fourteen dare not be careless at all.
After about ten minutes, the fourteen potion kings of the Death Gate slowly integrated their mutated mental power into the spirit ball. When they discovered the changes in the spirit ball, the fourteen potion kings of the Death Gate all showed an excited expression, and the fatigue on their faces was wiped out.
The sixty-five ancient flame war kings at the Death Sect did not know how to mutate their mental power, but they found that the fourteen potion kings at the Death Sect had a tired look on their faces and turned into an excited expression, which made them very curious. What happened to the fourteen potion kings?
The sixty-five ancient flame war kings naturally could not understand the mood of the fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect at this moment. How could they not be excited when they learned the new method of using mutated mental power? The fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect were trapped in a wonderful state.
About an hour later, the fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect breathed a sigh of relief. All fourteen people integrated the mutated mental power into the spiritual ball. When the evil Wang Huan saw the fourteen potion kings, they all completed the mutated mental power fusion he taught. The evil Wang Huan nodded with satisfaction. The fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect did not merge very well, but at least, they all grasped the key points and mastered so much in such a tired state. For the evil Wang Huan, all fourteen of them passed.
When they saw the fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect, they all strengthened the spirit ball. The evil Wang Huan stood quietly aside. When the Poison King refines the potion, the most important thing is the strength of the spirit ball. Now the fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect have completed this step. I believe that the next potion molecularization and spirit ball compression will be transformed. As long as their mental power is sufficient and able to support it, they can successfully extract the third-grade magic recovery potion. The fifteen potion kings of the Death Sect all release mutated mental power to form a spiritual blade.
After the spiritual blade was formed in the spirit ball, driven by the fifteen Death Gate Potion Kings, the spiritual blades in the spirit ball rotated quickly, molecularizing the third-grade magic potion material in the spirit ball, which took nearly an hour.
The fifteen potion kings of the Death Sect stopped moleculeing the potion, intending to compress the spirit ball, but they could not go. The evil Wang Huan said in the second, "In addition to Rouxue, you fourteen people, continue to molecule the potion, which is not detailed enough."
The evil Wang Huan in front of him, the fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect, felt very unfamiliar with the evil Wang Huan, but in terms of the potion, the fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect had no temper anymore. After hearing what the evil Wang Huan said, they continued to control the spiritual blade.
About an hour later, the fourteen potion kings of the Death Sect raised their heads and looked at the evil Wang Huan. When they saw that the evil Wang Huan had not spoken, they excitedly placed their hands on the potion cauldron. The fourteen potion kings released mutated mental power at the same time.
Among the fifteen potion kings present, five were the fourth level potion kings. These five were the lowest level potion kings among the fifteen. Their mutated mental power could not keep up. In addition to their exhausted state, the five of them obviously could not hold on.
Rouxue and the other ten potion kings saw these five level 4 potion kings, when they compressed the spirit ball, the mutated mental power they released became less and less, and gradually they could not support it. Rouxue and the other ten potion kings were full of anxiety.
Rouxue was silent for a while. She was about to deliver mutated mental power to the five Level 4 potion kings, hoping to help them complete the compression of the spirit ball, but at this moment, the evil Wang Huan shouted lightly, and a huge mental power shook Rouxue's mental power back.
Seeing the mutated mental power released by the evil Wang Huan and shocked her mutated mental power back, she was stunned and stared at the evil Wang Huan with confusion. Could it be that the evil Wang Huan really intends to drive away the five level 4 potion kings of the Death Sect?
If this continues, the five fourth-level potion kings of the Death Sect will not be able to support their mutated mental power, resulting in the spiritual ball blowing out of the tripod. As the evil Wang Huan said, as long as the third-grade Rejuvenation Potion cannot be extracted, the potion kings cannot stay by his side.
"The more exhausted the body is, the greater the chance of breaking through one's own limit. If you can't even break through such a limit, why should you stay by my side? I said that there is no need for useless waste around me!" The evil Wang Huan said coldly.