Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 511 Not Calm
Rong Feiyi's strength is indeed impressive. With the eighth-level Minghuang realm, he is obviously handy in refining the sixth-rank golden elixir.

His movements are extremely fancy, giving people an extremely pleasing feeling. Every movement is almost perfect, just like a textbook. It has attracted the attention of all inscription artists, and they all want to get some inspiration from it.

Seeing that smooth and beautiful movement, many inscription masters gradually became fascinated, intoxicated by that sense of morality.

On the other hand, Mo Chen's movements seemed a little stiff, every movement was a little stiff, as if the front and back were not coherent, and they were put together abruptly.

Seeing this, the inscription masters all showed disdain, and even Chen Bing was secretly worried.

Looking at the power of Mo Chen's Minghun, it is indeed very powerful, but why is this refining method so sluggish, as if it is extremely difficult. Could it be that his entire strength is improved through secret methods, so it is flashy?
Rong Feiyi just glanced at Mo Chen's side indifferently. Like other inscription masters, he thought that Mo Chen's strength was a bit flashy, which is why he worked so hard to refine it.

"Looking at him like that, I'm afraid he won't make a mistake in the long run."

"That's right, I think it's better for everyone to back off, lest the aftermath of the pill explosion affect us."

Many masters began to retreat a lot, for fear that Mo Chen would not be able to hold on and hurt them.

Even the disciple who led the way showed a look of helplessness. As the saying goes, he has seen pigs run before eating pork. From this rigid and sluggish movement, it can be seen that Mo Chen's strength is not good, so he can only hold on reluctantly.

Comparing it with Rong Feiyi's movements, it seems that the judgment is over.

Soon, Rong Feiyi was completely purified, and he looked at the material he purified with satisfaction.

Under normal circumstances, if the purity of the material is lower than 90.00%, it is not a master level, but Rong Feiyi refined the six-turn golden elixir with the power of the eighth level, but purified the material to 95. system, more confident.

He casually raised his head to look at Mo Chen, but this look made his eyes widen in astonishment.

I saw that Mo Chen's purification speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye he was already nearing the end, catching up to his speed.

However, this is not the most shocking thing. What surprised him was that the purity of the materials Mo Chen purified was not inferior to his.

"This, how is this possible, so fast, and can be purified to such a degree, this..."

Rong Feiyi was surprised and puzzled. Under his gaze, he could clearly feel that the purity of Mo Chen's material had surpassed his. Although the purity of this material did not have much impact on the competition, when it reached a near-perfect purity, Any point of purity may determine the final grade.

Any little detail may become the key to victory or defeat.

What's more, purification is definitely the key to refining. I didn't expect to lose to the opponent in the first step.

At this moment, Rong Feiyi no longer had any intention of underestimating, and stared deeply at Mo Chen's technique. After seeing it, he was even more shocked and couldn't help himself.

Mo Chen's movements were indeed a bit dull, as if they were cobbled together, but after careful observation, he found that each movement was not redundant at all, one after another, not only was there no redundancy, but there was no waste at all.

This made Rong Feiyi startled.

This requires such a precise control over the power of Minghun to achieve this step.

His movements are very coherent and brilliant, but the effect is only obtained by the superposition and continuous extension of endless soul power.

And this Mo Chen's movements seemed rigid and sluggish, and even every movement was not coherent, but every time, after the previous movement was about to disappear, the latter movement could perfectly catch up.

This is not staid, but the control of the technique and the power of the soul has reached an unfathomable level.

Only when one reaches the level of being free-spirited can one have such a perfect control technique and inscription power.

"Gollum!"

Rong Feiyi swallowed in shock, feeling his throat was extremely dry.

Those who can achieve this step, which one is not a generation of grandmasters, which one has not gone through thousands of years of tempering, but this young man, who is probably less than twenty, has such a perfect technique and can control the inscription soul power so precisely.

Even if you start practicing from the womb, you probably won't be able to reach this level in your teens.

How did he do it.

Seeing Rong Feiyi's expression, the masters behind him also looked at Mo Chen. Although it was difficult to find the clue at first, as the purity of the material continued to improve, and the technique had not collapsed, it was still proceeding in an orderly manner. They also thought of a lot.

In an instant, many masters were shocked, and even couldn't believe it.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that a teenage boy would have such profound control!

"Hmph, controlling Minghun power so carefully is nothing more than fear of being weak in the future. This is just the first step. I don't believe that you can really beat me."

Rong Feiyi's fighting spirit was also aroused, and he stretched out his palm, and a cyan flame suddenly appeared in his palm. The flame continued to bloom in the air, and the color became deeper, wrapping towards the purified raw material.

"Green Fox Flame, this is Master Rong's eighth-level peak flame."

"It seems that Master Rong has also moved for real. Hmph, there is a good show to watch now."

Rong Feiyi was relaxed and casual in refining the six-rank golden elixir, but after seeing Mo Chen's technique, the fighting spirit in his heart was also aroused, and the eighth-level peak sacrificed different fires, and he would never give Mo Chen the slightest chance of winning.

Rong Feiyi began to refine with all his strength, and Mo Chen also finished refining, but he didn't continue to refine immediately.

It's not because he doesn't have different fires, but because he has too many fire ravens in his body, and he doesn't know which one to choose.

The extinguishing power of the Phoenix Divine Fire was too powerful, he was afraid that he would burn the sixth-rank golden core directly, so after much deliberation, he still decided to use the strange fire he had mastered in his previous life.

A blood-red flame spread from Mo Chen's body, like a stream rushing toward the materials in mid-air, but the flame was not strong, like a thin thread, constantly entwining the purified materials.

Those masters showed curiosity, the stream-like flames were constantly entangled, as if it took a long time to completely cover the material, and they didn't feel a strong breath from the flames, so they naturally thought that the strange fire was not strong.

"Hmph, can this weak flame be used for alchemy? It's better to use the soul power to make it faster."

"His inscription soul power is limited. If he uses a lot of it, it will be difficult to control it during the process of congealing the pill. I think he wants to save all the inscription soul power for the final alchemy."

"But the duel also has a time limit. At his speed, even if he refines the best pill, he is doomed to fail."

Just when these masters were discussing.

The stream-like flames suddenly bloomed, like blossoming flowers, completely enveloping the materials in an instant, the flames entangled layer by layer, blooming continuously, without any waste.

"This... this boy's method is indeed not simple."

The pupils of many masters shrank suddenly, even if they couldn't understand Mo Chen, they couldn't help but praise at this moment. Given time, this young man's achievements are absolutely limitless.

Such a precise control is absolutely impossible without hard work, but judging from Mo Chen's fresh and tender palm, it is not like the kind of old guy who hides in the refining room all the year round. What does this mean? Talent, absolutely unbelievable.

Only that kind of astonishing evildoer can do this at this age.

"boom!"

In vain, the blood-red flame suddenly became more powerful, surging in mid-air like a blood tide, wrapping the material and merging continuously.

Rong Feiyi at the side suddenly turned pale, and looked over in surprise.

Because the green fox strange fire in his hand suddenly trembled violently, as if he had sensed a strong kindred spirit, and he didn't know whether he wanted to compete with it or dodge it.

But the moment he looked up, his expression was horrified.

"This is... Emperor Xingyun's movement of fire——Zhihonglian, no, it's not Zhihonglian, it seems to be stronger than Zhihonglian's breath, it's Zhiyuandove, how is this possible!"

Rong Feiyi was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked, his face was astonished, as if he saw the most shocking scene in the world.

"This……"

He murmured, he didn't even care about the refinement in his hand, he just looked at Mo Chen dully.

Emperor Xingyun is known as Emperor Ming in the way of inscription patterns. In the world of inscription patterns, he is definitely in the forefront, admired and pursued by countless people.

And the different fire hand formula he used on the way of inscription pattern is the music of fire.

In the world of inscription patterns, no one knows the origin of the movement of fire, but few people do not know the power and existence of the movement of fire. The strange fire used by the peak Emperor Ming is rumored to be the ninth-level peak flame.

Only this kind of flame can suppress his eighth-level peak green fox strange fire.

Unexpectedly, one day he would be able to see the movement of fire again!
"Buzz!"

Rong Feiyi only felt a cool air circulating in his body, and he became extremely restless. A teenage boy actually possessed Emperor Xingyun's movement of fire.

At this moment, apart from deep shock, there was also an indescribable and indescribable feeling.

Although the six-turn gold elixir was simple, he lost his mind and started making mistakes constantly.

"Master Rong!"

Many masters behind watched the green fox's strange fire jumping continuously, as if it was about to shatter, and couldn't help reminding that if Rong Feiyi failed, it would become a joke.

Rong Feiyi's heart trembled, and then he remembered that he was still refining, if he failed, his face would be lost, so he restrained all his mind and devoted himself to refining again.

At this moment, he had no intention of killing Mo Chen. He only hoped that after defeating Mo Chen, he would find out the origin of the opponent, and at the same time, ask for the secret method to superimpose the inscription soul power.

I have to say that Rong Feiyi's strength is indeed not bad. If it were another inscription master, the refinement would have been abolished when he lost his mind before, but Rong Feiyi abruptly pulled the refinement back. Get back on track.

However, due to his lack of concentration, his refinement was also delayed a lot, and the fusion process has already lagged behind Mo Chen.

He took a deep look at Mo Chen, and there was no contempt in his eyes anymore, he began to become cautious, and went all out, to be able to have the music of fire of Emperor Xingyun is definitely not an ordinary person.

His flames are affected to a certain extent, if he doesn't go all out, even if his realm is more than a big realm higher than the opponent's, he is very likely to fail.

No matter what, he must not lose this bet!
(End of this chapter)