The strongest immortal emperor in history

Chapter 26
A master and a servant also chased into the alchemy secret room.

As soon as the two entered the alchemy chamber, the first thing they saw was the tall alchemy furnace in the chamber, filled with the dense fragrance of elixir, which inspired Wang Jian and his subordinates who had fought repeatedly.

Wang Jian shot two cruel gazes, fixedly staring at Huang Feng Sanren leaning on the wall of the secret room, thinking about various punishments in his heart.The person he hates most now is probably Huang Feng Sanren in front of him.

He has performed countless tasks in the Wang family, and he has never suffered such a big loss just by ransacking the family and exterminating the clan.

"Quack quack..." Huang Fengsan spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the two Wang Jian who were chasing after him, took out a snow-white pill from the storage ring and stuffed it into the mouth, his pale face showed a trace of blood red, and he recovered A few traces of vitality.

Seeing this situation, Wang Jian naturally did not allow Huang Feng Sanren to recover calmly, a cold light shot at Huang Feng Sanren, and the remaining subordinate who came with Wang Jian also sacrificed an iron cone-shaped magic weapon, and together kill.

Huang Feng Sanren tried his best to stimulate two small tornadoes, one wrapped around Wang Jian's flying sword, and the other wrapped around the iron cone-shaped magic weapon.

Wang Jian's flying sword was entangled by a small tornado, and its speed was getting slower and slower. However, after being entangled by the tornado, the iron cone-shaped magic weapon suddenly spun violently, broke through the tornado in an instant, and left a hole on Huang Feng Sanren's shoulder. The next transparent hole.

Huang Feng Sanren was injured by the iron cone-shaped magic weapon, and hit the wall behind him heavily, hissing and sucking in cold air, the two magic spells he activated also dissipated in the air, Wang Jian took advantage of the situation to retract the fly that was entangled in mid-air sword.

"Hey, Wang Hu, you've done a good job. This magic weapon of Yingfeng Cone is really powerful." Wang Jian praised the only subordinate around him.

Wang Jian's subordinate, Wang Hu, also took back the Fengfeng Cone sacrificed at this time, and stared at Huang Feng Sanren, ready to launch the next attack. Hearing Wang Jian's compliment, he quickly replied: "Thank you for your compliment."

"After killing this old dog, I will tell the Patriarch to promote you to be the leader of a small team after I go back."

"Thank you, my lord, the villain will definitely tear this old dog into pieces." Wang Hu was ecstatic when he heard Wang Jian's promise. If he can become the leader of the small sub-unit of the Wang family, his cultivation resources will be greatly enriched at that time, and he is likely to go further on the road of cultivating immortals. Moreover, the leader of the sub-unit of the Wang family is very powerful, which is not insignificant to him, and it is even more motivating. He made up his mind to kill Huang Feng Sanren.

"Quack quack..."

Huang Feng Sanren laughed angrily. Seeing Wang Jian and Wang Hu talking about his life and death casually, it was like talking about pigs and dogs. Huang Feng Sanren was also a figure at the peak of the spirit-gathering period. How long ago was he humiliated like this: " Do you really think I'm dead?" After saying this, he drove the yellow gourd to shoot a yellow gust of wind, sweeping towards Wang Jian and the two of them.

"Hmph, what else do you have?"

When Wang Jian saw the gust of wind, he stood still, and activated the bell-shaped magic weapon again. A transparent bell-shaped mask protected the two of them, and the yellow gust of wind could not penetrate at all.

"puff!"

Huang Fengsan spat out a mouthful of blood on the yellow gourd, and saw another yellow gust shoot out from the yellow gourd, blending into the original gust, the two yellow gusts intertwined with each other, gradually merged into one, and became one The horizontal tornado, like a large wind cone, drilled hard into the transparent bell-shaped mask, and the tough bell-shaped mask suddenly had layers of ripples.

Under the attack of the huge yellow wind cone, the bell-shaped light shield persisted for four or five breaths before it shattered. Wang Jian shouted loudly, and the palm-sized copper bell hanging above his head expanded rapidly. After the mask shattered, it became a giant clock about two meters high, protecting Wang Jian and the two inside the clock, while the yellow wind cone hit the wall of the clock at the same time, knocking out sparks from the copper bell. However, it still couldn't penetrate the defense of the copper bell. In the end, the power of the yellow wind cone was lost, and it turned into two small yellow snakes, which got back into the yellow gourd.

Sensing the disappearance of the yellow wind cone outside the bronze bell, Wang Jian also hurriedly put away the two-meter-high bronze bell and reduced it to the size of a palm again. Looking at Huang Fengsanren, there was a hint of sinisterness in his gaze.

"go to hell."

Wang Jian didn't have any other nonsense, after putting away the copper bell, he sacrificed his Feifei sword to kill Huangfeng Sanren, Wang Hu also raised his windward awl again, attacking Huangfeng Sanren from left to right at the same time.

Huang Feng Sanren hastily set up several wind walls in front of him, and then threw out dozens of talismans, attacking Wang Jian Wang Hu.

These dozens of talismans were activated by Huang Feng Sanren, and turned into dozens of yellow arrows, shooting at the two of them.

A blue water shield rose in front of Wang Jian, and Wang Hu raised a mask to protect himself inside.

"Crack, crack..."

The yellow arrow hit the water shield and the light mask, making a crackling sound. The blue water shield became thinner and lighter under the attack of the yellow arrow, and Wang Hu's light shield, after resisting more than a dozen One arrow shattered quietly after the attack, and then more than a dozen arrows pierced Wang Hu's body, shooting him into a thorn.

And Wang Hu's Windward Awl also successfully left a transparent hole in Huang Feng Sanren's thigh.

"How can my medium-grade magic talisman be resisted by your little spirit mask." Huang Feng Sanren knelt on the ground, looking at Wang Hu who was shot into a stab, and said fiercely.

"Ah..." A scream came from Huang Fengsan's mouth.

Just after saying this sentence, a sword light took away his arm. It was the flying sword of Wang Jian's imperial envoy, which cut off his arm after penetrating several wind walls of Huang Feng Sanren.

Looking at the yellow gourd in Broken Arm's hand, Huang Feng Sanren's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, he sent out a burst of spiritual power to wrap Broken Arm, and flew towards Wang Jian.

Wang Jian's face turned white when he saw the severed arm. He has rich fighting experience, and he can see that Huangfeng Sanren used a self-mutilation secret technique, but he helped Huangfeng Sanren complete the self-mutilation step. This kind of self-mutilation secret technique, could it be a powerful trick, and quickly used the bronze bell, the only high-grade magic weapon in his body that can resist one or two.

Exhausting the only spiritual power in his body, Wang Jian finally activated the bronze bell-shaped magic weapon, and a bell-shaped mask protected him. At this time, Huang Fengsanren's broken arm and the yellow gourd It also flew in front of him, and exploded amid the low shouts of Huang Feng Sanren, a yellow mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and a transparent oscillating wave in the air spread to the surroundings, and the bell-shaped mask was instantly shattered. Then the broken arm and the explosive power of the yellow gourd magic weapon directly hit the body of the bell-shaped magic weapon, and the transparent ripples attacked the bell-shaped magic weapon body layer by layer, and the sound rang throughout the valley. Finally, the transparent ripples When the energy was exhausted, the body of the bell-shaped magic weapon was also full of cracks, shrinking to the size of a palm, and fell to the ground, revealing the king sword protected in the bell-shaped magic weapon.

Wang Jian stared blankly at Huangfeng Sanren, causing Huangfeng Sanren to feel a little hopeless. At this time, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he exploded an arm and a high-grade magic weapon together. He tried his best, but still failed. Kill Wang Jian, at this moment he might not even be able to kill a chicken.

"It's over!"

The desperate Huang Feng Sanren closed his eyes and waited for his fate to come. After a while, he didn't feel the flying sword approaching him, so he opened his eyes involuntarily, and saw that Wang Jian had started to bleed from his seven orifices, and he was actually dead.

"Quack quack..."

"Heaven will not kill me, quack quack..."

Seeing that Wang Jian was actually dead, Huang Feng Sanren laughed wildly.

"Cough cough..."

He laughed a few times, but spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"No, I feel the loss of vitality."

Huang Feng Sanren wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"By the way, my Shouyuan Pill."

Coming to the alchemy furnace, Huang Feng Sanren carefully checked the vent hole of the alchemy furnace. At this time, there was no trace of smoke rising from the vent hole of the alchemy furnace, and there was no medicinal fragrance.

"The fragrance of the medicine is restrained, and the panacea is solid!"

"Quack quack... my longevity pill has finally been refined, and it is hopeful to continue my life. Quack quack, who can kill me? Cough cough..."

There was another blood-vomiting cough, and Huang Feng Sanren barely rose to the same height as the furnace. He pinched the alchemy formula and opened the lid of the alchemy furnace to take out the Shouyuan Pill to continue his life.

(End of this chapter)