Invincible God

Chapter 2898 The Crushed Victory

Chapter 920 The Victory of Crushing

With one move, it transforms into the palm of holy magic power.

The palm of the holy magic power began to carve the talisman.

This scene directly made everyone stupid.

Alchemy, weapon refining, array way, and talisman way all require absolute concentration. They have never seen anyone who does these four things at the same time.

But Ye Fan did it.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, is this fooling them or do they really have this strength?
A quarter of an hour is very short, but Ye Fan directly made a formula in his hands in the last 5 minutes, closing the pill, closing the device, closing the array, closing the talisman.

At this time, Mo Zhan was anxiously completing the final talisman.

Everyone was dumbfounded, Ye Fan's speed was too fast, so fast that they didn't even know whether Ye Fan was successful or not, but he put all the finished products in a special storage bag, no matter whether he was successful or not, he couldn't fake it in the end .

An hour is over.

Mo Zhan put away the talisman, with cold sweat on his face, but he was very proud of himself. For an hour, he concocted alchemy, weapon, formation and talisman at the same time. This kind of thing is unprecedented, at least it is considered unprecedented.

Du Liao looked at Ye Fan suspiciously, not to mention other people, even if he was well-informed, he had never seen anyone who could complete these four things in 10 minutes at the same time.

"Pretend, you continue to pretend."

Mo Zhan sneered.

Ye Fan glanced at Mo Zhan and was silent to himself, is this guy a chatterbox?

"Please take out the pills and other things you have refined."

Du Liao said simply.

"Hehe, this is the elixir that I refined, the middle-grade fifth-grade divine elixir, the elixir of returning to heaven, what elixir did Master Han Cong refine in just 10 minutes?"

Mo Zhan looked at Ye Fandao jokingly, he himself is the god of alchemy, he knew very well how cumbersome alchemy is, what can be refined in 10 minutes?
Ye Fan immediately activated his consciousness, and took out the elixir he had refined from the magic storage bag.

This is……

All of a sudden everyone was stunned: the top-rank fourth-rank god elixir god Jidan! !
The refining method of the heaven-defying elixir that can restore Zifu's cultivation is extremely complicated, even for a third-rank alchemy god, it is absolutely impossible to refine such a elixir within half an hour.

But when Ye Fan was refining alchemy, everyone was watching. The rough technique and careless refining took less than 10 minutes.

Is this an exaggeration?

All of a sudden, such an idea emerged in everyone's mind.

This elixir has been practiced a long time ago, and Han Cong replaced it with his divine master.

"It's impossible, this elixir must have been refined a long time ago."

Mo Zhan said excitedly, he never believed that someone could pervert to such a degree, it was subverting his alchemy.

"You are also an alchemy god. Could it be that you can't see the alchemy you just refined?"

Ye Fan asked back, Mo Zhan was at a loss for words, he was too excited just now, but with his eyesight, he couldn't see that this pill was clearly made not long ago.

Clenching his hands tightly, Mo Zhan felt that his pride was crushed and worthless today. He is the brightest star in the sky, and the entire Demon Spirit, among his peers, is unrivaled.

He has a lot of attainments in comprehension of laws, alchemy, weapon refining, array way, and talisman way.

He thought it was impossible to have someone as outstanding as him in this world.

Ye Fan, a junior of the human race, can be regarded as a peerless evildoer, but in the eyes of Mo Zhan, he is still nothing, he just sighs that his age cannot participate in the Nine Realms Competition.

Otherwise, how could the majestic holy demons allow the weak human race to show off so much?
But today, he unexpectedly encountered such a terrifying fellow clan, a genius who suppressed him in all directions! !
No, he doesn't believe that, even if this person is superior in medicine pills, he can crush this person in the other three ways.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhan excitedly took out the artifacts, talismans, and arrays he had refined.

"Sixth-rank artifact, fourth-rank array plate, seventh-rank talisman."

Mo Zhan said excitedly, "I don't believe, I don't believe that you can refine something beyond my treasure in such a short period of time.

Han Cong, there can be no omnipotent person in this world. "

Following Mo Zhan's excited words, the eyes of all the monks focused on Ye Fan.

In this world, is there really such an almighty and invincible monk?
Indeed, none of the monks believed it.

Ye Fan is very calm, different from the excitement of the magic war, in his eyes, this competition knows the ending, alchemy, he is already a second-rank alchemy god.

For refining, he is a fourth-rank weapon god, and for array dao, he is a second-rank array god. Only the talisman dao he rarely touches.

Now it is no more than a seventh-rank rune god.

Opening his divine storage bag, the first thing that flew out was a divine sword.

"Fifth Grade Excalibur!!"

Almost instantly, someone exclaimed.

Next is the array.

"Third, third-rank, third-rank array...how is this possible..."

The shock, the huge shock exploded in the depths of everyone's souls, how old is Han Cong?Less than [-] years old, he has mastered [-] laws of the seven laws of conferring gods.

It is still a fourth-rank alchemy god, a fifth-rank tool god, and a third-rank array god.

Before Han Cong came out, everyone thought that the magic war was a legend. After Han Cong came out, they thought that the magic war became a joke instead.

Don't forget, Mo Zhan is seven thousand years old.

Fortunately, the talisman that Ye Fan took out in the end was also a seventh-grade talisman.

Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that the man in front of him would take out a first-grade talisman, which would make everyone lose the motivation to practice, and they would even be confused. Is practice so simple?

Du Liao took a deep breath. It was the first time he had seen such a monster in his life, and he couldn't help sighing inwardly. If he had been found a hundred years earlier, Ye Fan of the human race would have been able to count on the Nine Realms Grand Competition. what?
Mo Zhan was dumbfounded, his face was extremely pale, and he kept shaking his head: "No, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible, it's fake, it's all fake!!"

At the moment of the magic war, it seems that his faith has collapsed, and his eyes are full of confusion.

The many monks watching looked at Mo Zhan with some sympathy. It was an extremely cruel thing for a monster to be crushed by another person in all directions. It was a trample on his self-esteem.

"As long as you're trash enough, you won't have these troubles."

Someone couldn't help but sigh.

"..."

……

"In the third match, Divine Master Han Cong won."

Du Liao sighed, he finally understood why this man was approved by the Demon Lord.

"Devil War God Master, according to the rules of the God Master War, you have already lost, and there is no need to compete in the next match."

Du Liao looked at Mo Zhan and said.

"Be, why not compare, I don't believe that I am inferior to him in everything, at least I am better than him in teaching, and now, I am better than him in knowing people."

Mo Zhan said a little crazy.

Like a gambler who can't afford to lose, hysterical, desperate and crazy.

(End of this chapter)