The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 430 The Murder in the Alchemy Room

In one day, the 3000-yuan stele in the Xibei Hall was beaten up by Luoyang. One day seemed to be 100 or even 1000 years, and there were too many fierce battles.

During the battle inside, Luoyang was still able to hold on, but as soon as he came out, he immediately let go of his breath, and he was so tired that he couldn't stand up at all.

Even if the holy yuan of the nine-story pagoda is full of seven floors, he is sluggish, and his breath has fallen to the bottom.

He was really exhausted, his energy and spirit had reached the limit, and he was only supported by his fierce fighting spirit before.

He barely kept himself alive, pulled out the golden dragon ginseng, and took a big bite. The slightly bitter taste exploded in his mouth, stimulating every taste bud!
The majestic medicinal power spread, was overwhelmed by the burial coffin, refined by the chaotic formula, quickly restored Luoyang's spiritual power, and the dry dantian was moistened by rain and dew, and the smoke transpired again.

After taking a bite of the golden dragon ginseng, Luoyang's pores were glowing, and he continued to take out egg-sized purple fruits, lingering in the haze, and swallowed them one by one.

This is a spiritual fruit bought from the emperor's treasury, which is very beneficial to the power of the soul. He continued to eat it, and the tired man with spiritual thoughts slowly regained his vitality, and the calm sea of ​​consciousness resurfaced spray.

Gu Yiyi and Erya leaned over, they couldn't fight for a long time, but they also gained a lot of benefits, especially Erya, the stone tablet she fought exceeded 800 yuan, which is already an abnormal achievement.

The continuous fighting has consolidated her realm of leaps and bounds, and honed the supernatural powers inherited from the blood of the golden-winged roc, making her fighting power even stronger!
The place where the three of them were was shrouded in rumbling golden blood energy, like a golden scorching sun. This was Luoyang's cultivation, and the blood energy involuntarily surged and erupted, covering all directions of the world.

This time, Luoyang practiced for a full hour, and finally the storm of blood was rolling, and suddenly the wind and cloud stopped, and two divine lights pierced out like sharp swords, those were Luoyang's eyes!

The three of them returned from the trip to the Temple of Cleansing the Monument. Compared with the growth of their cultivation, the greater gain was the experience gained from the trials of life and death.

The 3000 yuan stele is [-] different top masters. For a genius, every time he fights hard, he will have a lot of insights.

Take Luoyang for example, the three thousand battles made him fall into the state of enlightenment dozens of times, and all the supernatural powers and treasures have been polished and become more precipitated and fierce.

They continued to explore and entered another ancient temple, where the fragrance was tangy, and the rooms inside were all filled with shelves for medicinal pills.

But the pills have already gone to the building, all the pills have been destroyed and cannot be used, or they have been looted, only some corpses are still lying on the ground, no one is willing to move, and they have been preserved until now.

The deaths of these people were very miserable. Luo Yang frowned as he stared at a middle-aged man who died on the seat.

It was obvious that he had suffered a lot of pain and fright during his lifetime, otherwise he would not have such a terrifying face, and those dark eyes would not even have any whites.

"How did he die?" Gu Yiyi also felt strange, constantly deduced and probed, but had no clue at all.

Luo Yang is not a god, not a saint, so naturally he doesn't understand what's going on: "Although the specific situation is uncertain, I can guarantee that his death must be related to that black energy."

"This person didn't die normally, but was killed by someone. This can't be hidden from my eyes."

There are magic lamps in Luoyang's eyes: "His energy and spirit have been sucked out, so it can be seen that the person who killed him is extremely evil!"

These things have passed for at least a million years, and it is impossible for Luoyang and the others to draw conclusions based on such a scrap of information, so they can only temporarily suppress it and continue to hunt for treasure.

The specifications of this hall should be much lower than the previous ones, because most of the formations here have been broken, and all the attics where thousands of pills are stored have been emptied.

Only the main hall was left for the final alchemy, and the sound of thunder continued. At this moment, dozens of people were bombarding the entrance of the main hall.

The supernatural powers and treasures turned into a vast ocean, the river of spiritual power was constantly washed, and the bombardment of spiritual weapons took turns. It seemed that the sky was full of enthusiasm, and everyone was very happy to fight.

And in the space covered by the formation, there are still these three corpses, two of them are human races, and one is the monster race of Jinwuling, showing their original shape.

They all died terribly. It was obvious that they were daredevils killed by the formation. The ground was stained red with blood, reminding everyone at all times that this place is definitely not a good place.

"Open!"

"The door of the Alchemy Homeowner's Hall is about to open!"

When Luoyang and the others rushed over, there was a burst of exclamation, full of excitement and greed, the already crumbling formation shattered, and thousands of formation patterns collapsed inch by inch, turning into starlight all over the sky.

The door that had been dusty for millions of years was finally opened, and there was a rumbling sound. Instead of smoke and dust, there was a rich fragrance, which was the fragrance of medicine, which made people feel refreshed, and couldn't help shivering.

The alchemy room in the center is very large, but there is no storage of elixirs, but these two gourds, one black and one white, are placed on the most central Tai Chi grid, about a foot high.

In addition, there is only the middlemost alchemy stove left, which looks dark at the moment, but it definitely had glory and success at the beginning, but it was buried by the ruthless years.

The eyes of dozens of people stared straight at the two gourds, and they couldn't move away. It was obvious that the things stored inside would be very precious, maybe it was a legendary pill of seventh or even eighth rank.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressing, making people almost breathless, the atmosphere was tense, and there was a posture that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

Everyone around me at this moment is an enemy, a competitor, and an enemy who can fight to the death. In the face of absolute interests, there are no brothers, no friends, no love!
This kind of stagnation has to be broken by someone after all. It is a master of Jinwu Ridge, who turned into a big blue bird about ten feet long, with three heads, and rushed out with a flap of wings.

He wanted to take advantage of his speed to preemptively attack the enemy, and then get out of the way after winning the elixir!

But he was wrong, everyone here was highly nervous, he became the target of the first bird, and dozens of rivers of spiritual power blasted out.

The big bird was struggling, and it opened its mouth to spew out thunder, strong wind and flames, but it was useless at all. His half-step Daoguo cultivation base was extremely weak at the moment, and he was torn apart in one encounter!

But his action finally broke the stalemate of the confrontation. This was the fuse, and everyone moved, showing the greedy and dark side of human nature.

Except for the three people in Luoyang, everyone was charging towards the two gourds, secretly killing people around them, ruthlessly, and many of them were his companions.

In the face of absolute interests, there is no friendship at all. The shopping began, and it was very intense. Some people were injured and bleed, and even died.

White elephants are flying across the sky, rain is falling, thunder is raging, mountains and rivers are fisted, ancient trees are towering, the emperor draws his sword, dragons sing to the sky, golden crows soar, tigers roar in the mountains and forests, and bears roar to the earth!
The battle became more and more fierce, it was a melee, some of them were still fighting side by side, but in the blink of an eye they stabbed the knife into the opponent's heart, causing the opponent to die.

"Jiang Ang!"

A big pimple-covered toad jumped in front of the gourds, stretched out its greasy tongue and head, wrapped up the two gourds, pulled them, and then swallowed them.

He backed up with force, and his jumping ability was astonishing. With a bang, he jumped over half of the palace, and rushed towards the door, with crazy joy on his ugly toad face.

But he was too happy. Once someone came into contact with the gourd, those melee fighters would immediately fight against each other, and all kinds of attacks flew up. This toad followed in the footsteps of that big bird.

A sword turned into rainwater cut off his two hind paws, and a vague Erawan appeared, punching him head-on and knocking him down from the sky.

There was also the Jiaolong hovering, its claws tore his soft belly to pieces, grabbed a white gourd and flew out.

A big hand reached out from the side, it was a beautiful woman from the Mu Palace, she was ecstatic because she had already grabbed another black gourd.

They turned around and left, but they were chased and intercepted countless times. Some dark moon and ink tiger rushed up to use ink splashing, which temporarily confused Jiaolong's sight.

A violent bear rushed up and slapped it on the ground, and a golden sun appeared. It was the Golden Feather Crow. He tore apart the dragon's chest, and took out the bloody heart behind Nilin.

And the charming women of the Mu Palace also became more and more opponents, and the companions of the Palace who used to be in the same spirit and troubles could not share the blessings, and all kinds of attacks came down.

The pagoda made of soft vines was torn apart, and all enemies were washed away in the place shrouded in rain, and there was a strange big bird spreading its wings faintly in the thunder!

In the end, the gourd was snatched away by a man from Wanyin Pavilion, who seized it with a bell and took it away, while the charming woman lay on the ground with her head stuck to her back in a strange posture.

Her delicate and charming face had turned gray, and those soul-stirring eyes had lost their brilliance, and they no longer had the slightest sense of agility.

But the man in Wanyin Pavilion did not keep the gourd in the end, and was turned into scum by the people of the five palaces. Even if the bell kept ringing, they couldn't stop it, and the gourd was taken again in a blink of an eye.

In such a short time for a cup of tea, nearly half of the young masters gathered here died in battle because of their own greed. The smell of blood was very strong, and there was a layer of sticky blood and dirt on the floor.

"Ah, go!"

Luoyang's voice fell, and Erya, who had been grooming her feathers, flew out like a sharp sword, with the sound of breaking the wind.

The speed of the golden-winged roc was so amazing that everyone felt a golden light flash in front of their eyes, and then the two gourds were grabbed by Erya's paw and brought one to Luoyang to ask for credit.

"Golden Bird, court death!"

"Put down the gourd!"

It was like poking a hornet's nest all of a sudden, and all the rest of them shot at Er Ya, and more than a dozen rivers of spiritual power spewed out like this, and various spiritual weapons were suppressing it.

"Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

With a loud roar, Luoyang punched out. This is Chaos Fist. With the sound of Hong Zhong Dalu, all the rivers of spiritual power exploded, and even joint efforts could not stop Luoyang's move.

And those spiritual weapons, Luo Yang stretched out his left hand and grabbed them. He grabbed seven or eight top-quality spiritual weapons and the Tongtian spiritual weapon, and then forcibly erased the spiritual brand, and took them back to himself.

(End of this chapter)