Uncrowned Evil Emperor

"Huh?" Hearing Feng Bo's words to himself, Feng Jueyu kept snickering in his heart, it seemed that his guess was right, there was indeed something wrong with this elixir.

The medicinal property of Qiansheng Pill is extremely strong, and it will even be lost. An ordinary physique cannot restrain this powerful medicinal property, but I am afraid that even Feng Bo would not have imagined that his physique has been tempered by the Manyou God Flame three times.The unique cold fire characteristic of Manyou Shenyan tempered the meridians like gold soup, unless you want to, no matter how powerful the medicine comes in, you can't escape.

It's no wonder that the medicinal properties of the Qiansheng Pill are more than doubled faster by myself, it must be the ghost of Manyou Shenyan.

Thinking silently, Feng Jueyu was still waiting for the next hour to come. During this process, Feng Jueyu observed Feng Bo carefully, and the more he looked at the old man, the more suspicious he became.

It stands to reason that the first-grade Ziyan elixir should not have such strong medicinal properties, at least the second-grade Ziyan elixir refined by myself will not be so powerful. Is there such a big difference between the second-grade and first-grade Ziyan elixir?All kinds of doubts made Feng Jueyu suspicious of Feng Bo.Old guy, wait until I dig out your old bottom.

With a sinister smile, Feng Jueyu closed his eyes and practiced his kung fu...

So the second hour passed, and the refining of the two pills was completed. No one knew how much the Qiansheng Pill had improved the Fengda Killer, but he knew that this was the highest treatment he had ever received, with powerful medicinal properties , so that his strength is advancing at lightning speed.

Before the second hour came, Wu Qingqiu came outside the ancient cave: "Uncle Feng, what's going on inside?"

When Feng Jueyu heard that it was Wu Qingqiu, he immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be refining the elixir.

The sound of conversation outside slowly entered his ears.

Uncle Feng: "It's hard to say, it depends on his physique, miss, don't get your hopes up too much, this sublimation pill..."

It seems that Uncle Feng just mentioned the key point, but he was interrupted by Wu Qingqiu: "Okay, Uncle Feng, I understand, you have tried your best, let's just wait and see what happens, Uncle Feng, how long will it take before we can watch it?" to his progress."

Feng Jueyu gritted her teeth angrily, this girl is really a ghost, as if she was afraid of being heard by others, she pinched her at a critical moment.

Na Fengbo said: "It will take at least half a month. If he can refine one-tenth of the medicine's properties, there is still no problem at the seventh level of Ningzhen."

Wu Qingqiu was silent for a while, and said: "The seventh level of Ningzhen is not enough to watch. Chen Luo, Huang Tianjue, and Zhao Jin have all reached the Shengdan state, and the lowest Chen Luo is the second level of Shengdan. He can't win at all." .”

Hearing this, Feng Jueyu burst into fury again: This girl is too hateful, she actually found such a powerful opponent for herself, there are still three at once, and the worst one is Shengdan Erzhong, doesn't she want to see I am happy to be beaten to death, right?

Thinking greasyly in his heart, Feng Jueyu really wished he could rush out and get a spanking right now, it was so hateful, he had never seen such a hateful thing.

At this time, Uncle Feng's voice came again: "Miss, this person's cultivation level is too low, even if he is allowed to take Qiansheng Pill all the time, he may not be able to reach the ideal state, not to mention, the Black Dragon Flower in our hands, There aren't many more."

Wu Qingqiu asked: "How long can it last?"

Feng Bo replied: "If you take two pills a day, it will take you more than two months, and you will definitely not be able to survive three months."

Wu Qingqiu was silent again: "Uncle Feng, do your best, Qiu'er really doesn't like Chen Luo and the others."

Uncle Feng sighed: "Oh, Miss, I'm afraid Dao Lingkong will be dissatisfied if you do this."

"So what?" Wu Qingqiu said angrily: "The dancer has been passed down to this day, and even though I survive alone, I don't need to look at his face. I've already been wronged, and he still wants to use me..."

Speaking of this, Wu Qingqiu couldn't continue, and the sound of sobbing slowly swayed into the cave.

After listening to the whole process, Feng Jueyu had a lot of thoughts. It seems that the situation of this girl is not very good. Could it be that he was also forced to helpless in Wanyue Tiangong?

That being the case, he should have had the same experience as himself. Could it be that he doesn't understand Lao Tzu's plight at all?

There was silence outside the cave for a long time, then Uncle Feng sighed again: "Oh, it's all due to being old and incompetent, who has alchemy but no extraordinary cultivation, and can't share her worries, Lao Feng really deserves to die."

"Uncle Feng." Wu Qingqiu said urgently: "I can't blame you for this, but I can only blame me for being different from ordinary people."

Next came some irrelevant topics. Wu Qingqiu and Feng Bo blamed each other endlessly. Feng Jueyu knew that it was impossible to hear any more useful news, so he coughed lightly and stretched himself.

"Ah, so comfortable."

"He's awake?" Wu Qingqiu and Feng Bo ran into the cave at the same time.

The two looked at Feng Jueyu with strange eyes, as if they wanted to find something from him, but after looking at him for a long time, Feng Bo shook his head in disappointment: "Not much improvement."

"He's such an idiot." Wu Qingqiu spat, her plump little breasts heaving and falling.

Feng Jueyu was used to Wu Qingqiu's rudeness, so he ignored it, and raised his eyelids: "What are you doing next?"

"Follow me." Wu Qingqiu said dissatisfied, and walked out of the cave.

Wu Qingqiu's small face was cold and pale, as if it was covered with a layer of frost. Thinking about the conversation just now, it touched on some sad past events, and the tender white Shengxue's cheeks and two lines of tears were shallow, Feng Jueyu didn't talk back to her when he saw this .

Went to the cave to say hello to Uncle Feng, and Wu Qingqiu rushed to Shannan with Feng Jueyu.

To the south of Qingqiu Peak is a stretch of continuous mountains with secluded canyons and overgrown trees. The atmosphere is quite magnificent. After seeing the mysteries of the grand world, Feng Jueyu still has infinite love for this place. You know, Qingshan Xiushui is the most suitable treasure land for warriors to practice.

First, it flew down from the top of the mountain through heavy fog. Before passing through the mountains, there was a faint roar of Qinggu spring in front of it. There must be a waterfall in front of it, otherwise it would not be so earth-shattering.Feng Jueyu thought.

Below the mist is a polar canyon. On the peaks and ridges outside the mountains, a silver waterfall appears magnificently in front of Feng Jueyu. It is not uncommon for there to be waterfalls among the clear mountains and beautiful waters. What is strange is that Feng Jueyu saw the waterfall to the left and right. A rainbow of seven colors spans between the two mountains.

This rainbow is unusually magnificent and colorful. Below the rainbow, blue, white, purple, blue, and red rays of light are lingering, as if wisps of dense air permeates the canyon.

Killer Fengda didn't know if he was aware of his mistake, but in this extremely gorgeous rainbow glow, in the canyon, awe-inspiring sword aura faintly emanated out through the gorgeous rainbow glow. It also seems to be integrated with nature, as if it is not caused by the sword energy emitted by people, but by the sharp energy of heaven and earth.

Feeling the vertical and horizontal sword energy, Killer Fengda vaguely felt a chill in his heart, which was the fear from the bottom of his heart.

It can make the daring Fengda killer feel fear, I am afraid that this rainbow canyon has a lot of background.

Flying down from the sky, Feng Jueyu discovered that at the entrance of the canyon, warriors with long swords on their backs were sitting on the ground with their five hearts facing the sky, breathing in meditation, practicing Qi and self-cultivation.These warriors include young men with weak crowns, middle-aged fierce men, and even many sixty-year-old men. Regardless of their age, they all face the canyon with solemn expressions. Many people go in and out of it, and when they go in, they are full of breath. But they didn't even work for dozens of breaths, but they were sweating profusely, and there were even a few crawling on the ground, panting heavily.

"What is this place?" Feng Jueyu asked suspiciously.

The two stood on a tall rock, Wu Qingqiu with her small hands behind her back, with the posture of a master, replied: "This is Yihongjian Gorge."

"Yihong Jianxia?" Feng Jueyu scratched his head.

Wu Qingqiu looked at Feng Jueyu contemptuously: "Haven't you even heard of Yihong Jianxia?"

"No."

"idiot."

Wu Qingqiu said: "Wanyue Tiangong is the sacred place of martial arts for the human race. Naturally, there are many natural martial arts environments to help human martial artists continuously improve their self-cultivation and cultivation. Yihong Jianxia is one of them. The aura of heaven and earth is extremely strong, and because of the terrain, a chaotic situation was formed in the canyon. Here, the founding owner of Wanyue Tiangong took advantage of the power of heaven and earth to set up a rainbow-yielding formation here, turning the aura of this place into a rainbow formation. Rainbow Sword Qi, entering this place to cultivate, seems to be fighting against a master, which can boost one's own cultivation."

Talking about the history of Yihong Jianxia, ​​Wu Qingqiu said: "From today onwards, you can practice in it. Remember, the formation in Yihongjian Gorge is extremely powerful. With your current cultivation base, you can stick to it." It won't be too long, but I don't have time to wait, you go in and try, I will think about whether to change the place for you."

"Try?" Feng Jueyu's mouth twitched: "You mean it's dangerous for me to go in?"

"Of course." Wu Qingqiu raised her eyebrows: "But I don't care, as long as you don't die. If you can't hold on when you get inside, come out immediately. I don't think you can't hold on for even a moment. If you can hold on for a hundred breaths , I can consider letting you practice here in the future."

"Hundred breaths?" Feng Jueyu took a deep breath, he was in the third level of concentration, in the eyes of this girl, he could only last for a hundred breaths, it seemed that the formation inside would definitely not be weak.No wonder the people around rushed in and then came out immediately.Dare to feel that this is the gate of hell.

Seeing Feng Jueyu's stunned look, Wu Qingqiu curled her mouth jokingly: "What? Are you scared?"

Feng Jueyu was not afraid, but how could he feel at ease being led by this girl all the time, just as he was about to refuse Wu Qingqiu, suddenly, a sharp, indifferent and even disdainful laugh came from behind.

"Hey, isn't this Master Hongtushi? Why do you have the leisure to come to Yihong Jianxia? Could it be that Sir wants to try my Wanyue Tiangong's formation? Ha, it's fun to watch now, everyone is happy Come, have seen our grand master."

Note to readers:

The first update on the 21th.