Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1863 Medicine Beads
In addition, there will not be one pharmacist out of 1, which can be said to be one in a million.

Yan Aotian is a master-level pharmacist, while Mu Feng is an intermediate-level pharmacist. The gap is self-evident.

[Levels of pharmacists: elementary, intermediate, advanced, king, master, emperor, god (each level is divided into 1 to 3 stars)]

So at this moment Yan Aotian wants to get angry with everyone, even Mu Feng, who is also a pharmacist, is not Yan Aotian's opponent.

In the middle world, Yan Aotian's strength is absolutely superior.

Facing so many people of the younger generation, Yan Aotian is not afraid at all, the black strange fire in his hand is getting brighter and brighter, and the furnace is spinning and spinning, he can immediately refine the intoxicating medicinal fragrance...

"Yan Aotian!" A cold shout came suddenly, and a ray of light rose from the ground, transforming into a person, but it was Fei Yang.

Feiyang's appearance shocked everyone.

It is not scary for a person to appear out of thin air, what is scary is that the other party is still a soul body.

Appearing in the soul body, either he is strong enough, or someone is nourishing his soul body.

Feiyang has no aura of force at all, so he has no strength himself. Who is the person who nourishes Feiyang's soul and body?

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Xiyue 'shua, shua, shua'.

is her?

People with weak mental strength can't even support themselves, let alone nourish another person's soul and body.

So Ye Xiyue's mental strength is formidable?

Only pharmacists are the only ones with strong mental power. Even a master-level pharmacist like Yan Aotian can't use his own mental power to nourish a soul body, but Ye Xiyue did it.

Just when Feiyang appeared in confusion to everyone, there was only one person whose face turned pale with fright.

Yan Aotian!
He stared blankly at the old man in front of him, with gray temples, no beard, a gray toga, and a fairy-like body, but there was a dark aura between his eyebrows and eyes.

It is difficult to judge whether this person is a good person or a bad person.

Even though he is so immortal, yet it is terrifying.

"You...you..." Shocked, the strange fire in Yan Aotian's hand suddenly went out.

Fei Yang said coldly: "Do you think that you can frighten others with a cluster of fake different fires? Do you think you really have a black level of different fires? The color of the different fires changed by medicine beads is always fake. What you own The level of the different fire is blue, right?" [The color level of the different fire: blue, blue, purple and black. 】

Hit it with one word!
Huang Junye raised his eyebrows interestingly, and took a look at Feiyang, this person was able to tell that Yan Aotian's strange fire was fake at a glance.

Medicine beads?

His eyes fell on Ye Xiyue. The golden bead in her hand was actually a medicine bead?

Ye Xiyue was persevering with her whole body, holding the medicine bead in her right hand, sucking her blood non-stop, but a faint warmth came from her left hand, it was the little Huang Junye holding her hand, fingers tightly Buckle, never leave.

"Yan Aotian, have you studied how to use this medicinal bead?" Feiyang sneered.

Yan Aotian took a step back, "Are you still alive? Are you still alive?"

"For so many years, haven't you found my whereabouts?"

"Impossible, you should have died long ago."

"Yeah, I've died a long time ago, otherwise I could appear in this soul body?"

Yan Aotian suddenly looked at Ye Xiyue, his sharp eyes were full of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)