The furnace lid lost its weight and was suddenly blown apart by the violent force.
The fragments of the furnace lid were filled with residual power, and the surrounding stone walls were punched into several dents.
Unfortunately, Old Man Yang's fleeing soul was hit by the sudden explosion fragments. Before he could escape from the alchemy room, he hit the wall.
Yao Ranran, who was accumulating power, stopped and looked at the half-man floating out of the alchemy furnace in surprise.
"Did you save me?" The legless half-man looked at her with clear black and white eyes. As he spoke, clouds of black smoke came out of his throat.
Yao Ranran looked at the half-human old man in front of her in surprise. His body was covered with a thin layer of mucus, and the liquid rolled down half of his body smoothly.
She was startled for a moment, Old Man Yang also added someone else to his alchemy materials?!
This damn alchemist!
Yao Ranran's eyes flashed with sparks, and she threw out the Nine Lotus Ring with one hand and rolled over the weak soul who could not resist.
"You actually use living people to make elixirs. What exactly does the master behind you want to do?"
Yao Ranran asked repeatedly, and Old Yang's soul trembled, and his muddy eyes widened in disbelief.
"You, you...you know all this?"
Only he and Lord Yan knew about using living people to make elixirs. The rest of the Yan family only knew that he could collect corpses, but they didn't understand the purpose of collecting corpses.
Old Yang's eyes were horrified. When did this woman discover something strange about Yanjiabao?
Why didn't Master Yan notice anything unusual about her? He also told himself that this woman had clear stupidity in her eyes and that she was a simple and kind-hearted person who was inexperienced in the world.
Now she is fine, Lord Yan, who thought she was pure and kind, has been wiped out.
Old Man Yang's weak soul was trembling, like a little beast curled up in a corner and shivering.
"Is he the one who made me practice?" The half-human old man's eyes were on fire, his teeth were chattering, and he suddenly burned away the pus all over his body, and he picked up the old man Yang with his gnawing eyes.
"You, who are you?" Old Yang's body was suspended in the air, and when he met a pair of blazing eyes, he realized that there was a stranger in the alchemy room.
Mr. Shang gritted his teeth, "Don't you know who I am?"
Elder Yang felt the hatred he was filled with, and was filled with doubt and fear. The powerful pressure released by this man was like a savage beast squeezing him so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.
There is such a powerful person hiding next to this woman!
Old Man Yang closed his eyes in despair, he was destined to be unable to escape today.
"Still want to pretend to be dead? When you threw me into the alchemy furnace, you should have thought of your fate!" Mr. Shang raised one hand, and there was an invisible hand squeezing Mr. Yang's soul, and his soul gradually changed.
light.
"I, what...when did I throw you into the alchemy furnace?" Old Man Yang struggled to squeeze out a sentence, his tone trembling.
Shang Lao curled his fingers into claws and tightened his strength, "You are still pretending to be ignorant when you are about to die!"
"I am the paper puppet. You must have guessed it when you fed me the poison pill. There is a soul hidden in that magic puppet, so you have not let me wake up. You are waiting to refine me into an elixir at this moment.
, so that you can achieve your ascension!"
Mr. Shang's eyes turned red with hatred at the end.
If he hadn't taken it lightly at that time and thought that this person was just a weak foundation-building monk, how could he have been walking around in the yard filled with heavy black smoke, and was knocked unconscious for a moment by a strange explosion, and then was snatched away by a pair of hands and fed to him
Even if he dropped a few poisonous elixirs, he wouldn't be in a coma until now, and would be put into the elixir furnace by this thief as an elixir-making material...
He had practiced his skills for hundreds of years alive!
Elder Shang glanced at the cracked elixir furnace with heartache. In the elixir bottom, there was a round elixir quietly placed.
That’s hundreds of years of hard work!
"Fairy, do you think this person has committed a heinous crime that deserves death, but death is not a pity?"
"Is he still worthy of being a human being!?"
Old Shang spat on Old Yang's face excitedly, his eyes were red and scary.
Yao Ranran stayed where she was, holding the sleeve of her left hand tightly with her right hand to prevent Tang Xiangyin from rolling out in shock.
"Fairy, do you think so?" Mr. Shang turned to look at her, as if he wanted her to vent his anger with him.
Yao Ranran swallowed and nodded: "He...he...how can he be considered a human being!"
"Bah! You bitch! You are a thief! You are an old immortal! If you dare to practice me, I will ask everyone in Yanjiapu to bury me with the hundreds of years of practice I have lost!"
Old Shang used the most beautiful words in the place to scold Old Yang until his head was bloody, and Old Yang's soul was dripping with saliva.
He is so unjust!
He had indeed done a lot of using living people to make pills, but he had never seen the person who wanted to kill him.
However, these things are not important now.
Old Man Yang's consciousness gradually collapsed amidst the abuse. He used up his last bit of strength to look at the woman in purple skirt who was as beautiful as a fairy, and murmured with difficulty: "How much cultivation does a fairy have?"
The spitting old man Shang was startled.
This person is about to die, but this is what he cares about before he dies?
Mr. Shang turned his attention to the woman in the purple skirt. This beauty... seemed to be Xiao Pei's inner demon Yao Ranran!
Yao Ranran was slightly shaken, but she didn't expect the conversation to turn to her again. Looking at the almost transparent old man Yang, she pursed her lips.
"First level of Qi training."
Oh, one level of Qi training...
Even if she was going to die, would she still refuse to tell the truth?
Old Man Yang raised the corners of his mouth in self-mockery.
He was wrong, they were all wrong!
This woman is very scheming, how can she be a simple and kind-hearted little white rabbit!
This is an eagle!
He hovered high on the top of Yanjiabao, staring at the prey with cold eyes hidden deep in his eyes...
No one can escape her surprise blow.
It was like a falling meteorite, squeezing out the flesh and blood of its prey, but they were enveloped in a layer of fog, confused and unaware.
The spiritual consciousness in the courtyard had been destroyed by her clone. Unfortunately, the flames were scorching, and his spiritual consciousness could only watch the graceful figure of the woman approaching, and then turned into a bubble.
And he also lost the chance to speak.
Old Shang's red eyes softened slightly, and he clenched his fists with five fingers, crushing Old Yang's soul as if he was scratching the air.
At the same time, a wisp of faint green fire jumped out of the alchemy furnace, ignited Old Yang's body, and burned it into a wisp of gray smoke.
Mr. Shang was still upset.
Even in the upper world, where there were many strong men fighting each other, he had never suffered from such cowardice!
If this woman hadn't appeared, he might have been turned into pills by this thief...
"Fairy Ran Ran..."
"that……"
After Old Man Yang died, the two of them spoke at the same time.
"You go ahead and say it!" Yao Ranran silenced with a guilty conscience.
Mr. Shang waved away his sleeves made of spiritual energy in a grand manner, and said in a solemn voice: "Thank you, Fairy, for saving me. This elixir belongs to Fairy."
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