Divine Doctor Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 622 Who Says Women Are Not as Good as Men (3)

The corner of Mu Lao's mouth twitched on the stage, so he said that this competition is not only based on strength, but also luck. Of course, avoid showing off and so on. He doesn't want to make mistakes like the alchemist just now.

Boom!

Bai Lao, Su Lao and the other two alchemists of the Yin clan turned on the alchemy furnace at the same time, absorbed the lesson of that alchemist, and received the detoxification pill in the alchemy furnace almost immediately.

The time interval is almost the same, the Danxiang is also strong, the difference is not obvious, it is difficult to tell the winner at once.

Only the last two left!

Everyone's eyes naturally fell on Dugu Yue and the last alchemist of the Yin clan. Murong Xu frowned, staring at the alchemist of the Yin clan, focusing on him, no, to be precise, his The pill furnace is the center, exuding vague energy towards the surroundings.

Inside this alchemy furnace...

boom!
The Dugu Yuedan furnace was turned on, and the red detoxification pill floated into the palm of the hand, and the elegant fragrance of the pill floated, it was very satisfying!
yeah!
Incomparable cheers broke out on the field, and the mainland alchemist heaved a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face, haha, surpassed, won, and definitely won this time.

The chairman also wiped off his cold sweat. Seeing that Dugu Yuexian, the hermit alchemist, had successfully congealed alchemy in one step, as if he had taken a reassurance, the corners of his lips curled slightly.

"Haha, it's our mainland alchemist who should win this time."

"That's right, Dugu Pill completed it earlier than that person."

……

boom!
As everyone cheered happily, the last hermit alchemist finally finished congealing alchemy, the alchemy furnace opened, a white mist rose, and then a mushroom cloud of gas rose, and the red detoxification pill slowly vacated from the alchemy furnace , falling into the palm of the hermit alchemist.

The smile on the chairman's face froze, and he stared blankly at the elixir cloud. The expressions of all the alchemists from the mainland froze, and each of them opened their mouths wide open, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Those who didn't understand alchemy showed doubts one by one, looking at the big cloud of gas in puzzlement, what's the situation?
The senior brothers in Lian Dan hall were startled, and they sat silently on their seats. Murong Xu glanced at the pill cloud and sighed in his heart.

I had expected that this round would not have a good result, and sure enough...

The eyes of everyone in the Yin clan showed astonishment, pills cloud, this is not common, some sixth-grade alchemists have never encountered such luck even if they have refined pills for more than half their lives, haha, I didn't expect to be able to Such a grand scene appeared once in this competition with the alchemist from the mainland.

Haha, this game is won.

In an instant, the situation turned around, and as soon as the elixir cloud came out, no matter how many foreshadowings and achievements ahead, it was useless. This game was destined to win the Yinzu.

Finished!

The chairman's nerves relaxed, his whole body became sluggish, and the most favorable situation was lost. Now the pill association is completely over.

boom!
All the alchemists reacted, and there was a lot of noise on the field, anxious, discouraged, and unhappy...

All kinds of emotions floated, and the pill cloud turned out to be the legendary pill cloud. That kind of pill artistic conception, among 1 pill practitioners, may not be able to refine the realm.

The elixir cloud floating in the air gradually subsided, and was attracted by a strong force, and the whole thing was sucked into the red elixir, the wind was calm, as if nothing just happened.

"Hehe, it seems that there is no need to test the quality of the pills in this round." The middle-aged man of the Yin clan smiled all over his face, looking at the chairman with great satisfaction, and didn't mind poking at the chairman's wound at all. pain.

(End of this chapter)