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Chapter 693 Pill Tribulation! (2 more)

As time passed, layers of sweat began to appear on Ling Feng's forehead.

The ancient magic circle is undoubtedly a terrifying level of consumption of the controller's true energy and spiritual power. If Ling Feng's number of veins had not reached eighty-six, I am afraid that he would not be able to hold on for long, and he would immediately die.

All the energy was drained by the magic circle.

At this time, the "Nine Refining Methods of Mysterious Fire" that Su Qingxuan taught him on his behalf played a vital role.

Su Dongling is indeed the number one poison master in the imperial capital. His Nine Mysterious Fire Refining Techniques actually have some coincidences with this ancient magic circle. Ever since he discovered this, the entire alchemy process has become a little easier.

Some.

However, although the ethereal fire was not as difficult to tame as the Xuanhuang Flame, it was extremely elusive. Ling Feng could only keep locking the flame with his spiritual consciousness. For a long time, Ling Feng felt as if there were more than a dozen steel needles above his head.

It penetrated so hard that his head felt like it was going to explode.

a long time!

A long time!

Ling Feng almost collapsed to the ground from exhaustion. He lightly patted the furnace wall with both hands, made a hand seal and entered the alchemy furnace.

The alchemy process is finally over, and the next step is the most critical link.

Although Ling Feng has always been confident in his alchemy skills, this time, even Ling Feng himself was not sure whether there was a finished elixir in the alchemy furnace.

Even if his guess is wrong, all the medicinal liquid inside will be turned into waste. All the spiritual accumulation accumulated over tens of thousands of years will be destroyed in one day.

However, even so, Ling Feng would not feel too sorry.

I can only say that I have tried my best. If I really have no luck with this peerless magical elixir, there is nothing I can say.

"call……"

Seeing Ling Feng stop, everyone looked over, holding their breath and staring at the alchemy furnace.

In the end, will Ling Feng create another miracle, or will he refine this ancient divine elixir to waste...

This is the moment!

Ling Feng also took a deep breath, forcibly raised his spirits, performed a hand trick again, and said with a clear voice: "Condensing Pill!"



Boom!

The color of the sky and the earth changes, and dark clouds roll in!

The divine thunder breaks through the sky, just like the ancient demon god chopping his palms, tearing the sky apart!

The earth rumbles, like the roar of an ancient dragon, shaking the sky!

"What the hell, what's going on?"

At this moment, Ding Peng and his group are searching for those ancient elixirs in the Tiandan Pavilion. Unfortunately, the elixirs in those elixir bottles have either deteriorated or disappeared mysteriously, and some of them have been sealed by the damn ones.

Protected by the magic circle, even if they use all their strength, they can't take out the pills from the magic circle at all.

Seeing the ancient elixir right in front of me but not being able to get it, the feeling can be described as "fucked".

And just when these three people were cursing, they suddenly felt that the whole Tiandan Pavilion seemed to be shaking violently, and then they heard a burst of thunder, which immediately scared them to the point of peeing.

"No, it's so evil!"

Ding Peng secretly sweated on his forehead and murmured quickly: "Ancestors! Seniors! I didn't mean to greet the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!"

"Brother, look out the window!"

Jiang Jie next to him pointed at the sky outside the window and exclaimed: "What's going on? The whole sky has turned red!"

"Blood...blood pagoda..."

Lu Hong's eyelids twitched wildly, "This is... isn't this the legendary thunder that transcends tribulation! Damn it, what's going on? Someone is going to ascend in the daytime?"

"You big-headed ghost!" Ding Peng aimed at Lu Hong's head and slapped it hard, "Those of us who come in, the highest level is the Shenyuan realm. Even if the Shenyuan realm breaks through to the Shenhai realm, there is no need to cross over.

What kind of thunder!"

"Only when the Human Emperor is promoted to the Great Emperor, then he needs to survive the tribulation, do you understand?"

Ding Peng held his chin and looked at the bloody sky. Suddenly his eyelids twitched and he exclaimed: "Damn it, isn't there some monster in this damn place that's about to go through a catastrophe?"

“My dear mother, it’s better to retreat first!”

"Withdraw! Get out quickly!"

On the other side, at the top of the fifth floor of Tiandan Pavilion, Feng Yan penetrated an ancient magic circle with one finger and was about to take out the elixir inside. Suddenly he felt the vibration of the earth. He looked up and saw a damaged roof.

Above, the sky, which was originally just slightly hazy yellow, turned into a bloody color.

Many clouds gather together, like the phantoms of gods and demons, and many phenomena change.

"Blood Pagoda!"

Feng Yan narrowed his eyes, "Isn't this the legendary thunder?"

"Holy crap!" Fatty Huang immediately shrank behind Feng Yan, "Feng... Young Master Feng..., could it be that there is some kind of monster here that is going through the tribulation? With this posture, could it be that an emperor-level monster is about to be born?"

"Probably not."

Feng Yan shook his head, "The legendary thunder catastrophe created by the Blood Pagoda is indeed the thunder that was born when monks broke through the powerful emperor. However, there is another situation."

"What's going on?" Fatty Huang and Lan Yingying both stared at Feng Yan.

"Elixir Tribulation!"

Feng Yan smiled faintly, "If a spiritual elixir beyond the ninth level is born, there may be a certain probability that it will cause an elixir disaster. However, I have only seen it in some ancient books. There is no way to verify whether it is true or false."

"Young Master Feng, is this impossible?" Fatty Huang swallowed hard, "This space has been floating in the void for countless years. How could someone live for such a long time and still make elixirs here?

?”

"If you can really live for tens of thousands of years, I'm afraid you will have become an immortal long ago." Lan Yingying also nodded repeatedly, agreeing with Fatty Huang's opinion for the first time.

"I'm just guessing." Feng Yan touched the bridge of his nose and said solemnly: "No matter what, let's avoid it first. The thunder of the Blood Pagoda's creation is no joke."

With that said, Feng Yan took away the elixir that he had not yet obtained, and quickly evacuated Tiandan Pavilion with Fatty Huang and Lan Yingying.

At the same time, all the warriors who had entered Tiandan Pavilion quickly left the place and hid far away.

Although the elixir is good, it is not worth losing your life for it.



"What's going on!"

Deep in the earth, those spiders hiding in the darkness all became restless and kept crawling out of the cracks in the ground, as if they were eager to leave this place.

"I'm afraid it's a calamity!"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and without saying a word, he threw out the Five Elements Heavenly Palace. A colorful light enveloped everyone, and the next moment, everyone was included in the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.

Whether it is a pill tribulation or a thunder tribulation, only the emperor and the strong can contend with its power. If the thunder above their heads strikes down, all of them will die.

Fortunately, magic weapons like the Five Elements Heavenly Palace played an extremely crucial role at this time.

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