The most powerful villain in the heavens

Chapter 38 Challenge
"Heaven God Fist!"

Yu Wentian shouted loudly, pouring all his strength into his arm, not daring to hold back his hand, he punched out with all his strength, bursting out with incomparably bright golden light, and the void was constantly shaking.

Yuwentian, who is in the center of the golden light, seems to be a God of War from ancient times, with a single punch, even the whole world will be broken under this punch, and Feihe, who is not far away, has no way to dodge the punch. .

"Wow!"

The seriously injured Feihe was afraid of flapping its wings, stretched out its claws, swung one claw fiercely, a blue ray of light tore through the void, aimed at the incoming majestic punch and bombarded fiercely.

Boom!

The incomparable fist directly pierced through the extremely sharp blue light with great strength, and it hit Feihe's body heavily with a "bang chi", the powerful impact directly broke the bones of Feihe's whole body , flew out backwards.

Yu Wentian knew that the Feihe in front of him had the mighty strength of the Nine Heavens of the Purple Mansion, so he didn't dare to take it lightly, nor would he show mercy, his eyes were full of coldness and murderous intent.

Swish!
Taking advantage of Feihe's serious injury, Yu Wentian's body turned into a beam of thunder, and quickly approached him.

Yu Wentian held the "Holy Thunder Jue" in mid-air, and the surrounding void was filled with unparalleled thunder and lightning. The violent thunder and lightning with violent destructive power seemed to have spiritual wisdom under Yu Wentian's command, and they all turned into a single wave. The extremely agile Thunder Snake moved towards Feihe's extremely fierce attack.

Crackling!

In an instant, Feihe, who had been seriously injured by Yu Wentian, was completely destroyed by the fierce attack of the "Holy Thunder Jue", and his vitality was extremely weak, completely losing his fighting power.

Yu Wentian's mental strength noticed this, and a smile could not help but rise from the corner of his mouth: "Haha, so what if you are strong, a beast is a beast, and I will play you to death with a little trick."

Walking in front of Feihe who was about to die, Yu Wentian grinned, showing his white teeth, and pointed his finger like a sword. With a slash of the sword, a flash of thunder flashed across, and a blood-red inner alchemy fell out of Feihe's head. In the hands of Yu Wentian.

"As expected of the inner alchemy of the Nine Heavens Demon Beast in the Purple Mansion, it can actually emit such a powerful fluctuation of demon power." Yu Wentian looked at the warm blood-red inner alchemy in his hand, and actually had the urge to swallow it directly.

Shaking his head, Yu Wentian sealed the inner alchemy with a jade box and returned to Cangtian Sect.

With three days left, Yu Wentian didn't dare to waste any more time.

"My lord, you have found all the herbs you want." Ah Hu sent a bunch of herbs.

Yu Wentian went to the retreat room and said to Ah Hu: "If I haven't come out in three days, remember to call me."

"Yes, son." Ah Hu replied.

In the retreat room, Yu Wentian adjusted his mentality and started alchemy.

The medicinal materials such as mad corpse fairy bamboo, beast king leaf, dragon and phoenix ghost buds were put into the pill furnace by Yu Wentian in a specific order, and then adjusted the mental power to meticulously control the temperature of the flame in the pill furnace.

Yu Wentian's demeanor was abnormally focused, and he didn't dare to be careless at all. After all, every medicinal material is more precious, especially Feihe Neidan, which only has one.

He danced with his hands and ten fingers, one after another mental power mixed with vitality condensed into crystal threads that penetrated the void and penetrated into the pill furnace, precisely controlling the temperature of every inch of the pill furnace.

Dou Da's sweat dripped from Yu Wentian's forehead, and his face was a little pale, which was due to excessive mental exhaustion.

Obviously, refining the third-grade top pill is a big challenge for Yu Wentian.

However, Yu Wentian does have some talent in alchemy, so far his alchemy has been relatively smooth.

Observing that the impurities of various medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace were removed one after another, Yu Wentian flicked his finger, and the blood-red Feihe inner alchemy fell into it, and then a burst of tempting fragrance came out.

"Give me a fusion!"

All of Yu Wentian's strength was put into the pure medicinal liquid, and these medicinal liquids spun and fused into a snow-white pill that exudes a strong fragrance of dandelion.

"Feihe Spirit Pill, it's done." With one move with one hand, this snow-white pill fell into Yu Wentian's hands.

"Haha! I didn't expect Laozi to be a genius in alchemy. I succeeded in refining such a difficult third-grade top-level elixir so easily. Ahaha!" Yu Wentian couldn't help laughing.

In just one day, Yu Wentian successfully refined Feihe Spirit Pill.

"Okay, now that I have this Feihe Spirit Pill, my mental power will increase again, and then there will definitely be no problem in refining the third-grade top-level pill." Yu Wentian looked at the snow-white seductive pill in his hand I took the medicine without hesitation.

The majestic medicinal power immediately hit Yu Wentian's limbs like a flood, and then penetrated into the depths of Yu Wentian's soul. Yu Wentian immediately felt that his spiritual power was slowly improving.

After spending a full day, Yu Wentian finally refined all the medicinal power of Feihe Spiritual Pill, and his spiritual power was also crazily raised to the realm of the eighth heaven of Zifu.

"Hey, it's no problem to refine the third-grade top pill now, and my spiritual realm has improved. With my talent, the speed of improvement in cultivation will be faster in the future." Yu Wentian thought very excitedly.

Ten days passed by in a flash, and it was time for Yu Wentian to challenge Elder Gu Ming, one of the seven alchemy elders of Cangtian Sect.

In the early morning, the warm sunlight entered the alchemy hall, and the alchemy hall was already full of disciples from Cangtian Sect. Among these disciples were inner disciples and true disciples.

They all came to watch the Holy Son challenge Gu Ming.

Although they didn't think that the Holy Son would be better than Elder Gu Ming who had been steeped in alchemy for many years in alchemy, they felt very good that they could see the Holy Son.

"Elder Gu Ming, your position will be lost today." Yu Wentian said to Gu Ming in front of him, his words were full of ease.

"Holy Son, I respect you as the Holy Son of our Cangtian Sect, but you can't insult me ​​like this." Gu Ming's face was very ugly. If someone else said such a thing, he would have yelled at him long ago. Is it the Holy Son, or a legendary Holy Son.

"Hehe." Yu Wentian chuckled lightly, and didn't take it seriously, and said, "Okay, since Elder Gu Ming thinks that I look down on your alchemy skills, or you are extremely confident in your own alchemy skills, I won't talk nonsense Alright, let's see the real chapter under our hands."

Seeing Yu Wentian's self-confidence, Gu Ming couldn't help being a little surprised: "Could it be that this kid is really good at alchemy?"

Shaking his head, Gu Ming got rid of the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, and he will use the facts to teach the somewhat swollen Holy Son in front of him a hard lesson.

The elder alchemy said: "The two of you each refine a pill that you think is better. The one with the highest quality level of the pill wins. Of course, there is a time limit, and the time is a stick of incense."

Then someone nearby lit a stick of incense in the incense burner.

"No problem." Yu Wentian said casually.

Gu Ming also nodded, and gave Yu Wentian a provocative look, thinking that you will know the gap between us later.

"Do you think the Holy Son can win?"

"I don't think so, but looking at the confident look of the Holy Son, maybe some miracle will happen."

The comments from the people around did not affect Elder Gu Ming and Yu Wentian who were already refining alchemy.

Gu Ming didn't dare to underestimate Yu Wentian too much, so he directly took out his best alchemy furnace, and he was going to refine the highest-grade third-grade high-level elixir, Pure Yuan Pill, which he could cultivate so far.

Pure Yuan Dan has outstanding medicinal effects, and it is considered the most difficult to refine even among the third-grade high-grade pills.

Gu Ming was full of confidence, and he threw the medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace in a smooth manner. The alchemy technique was quite sophisticated, and a calm aura emerged from him.

"Gu Ming's alchemy skills have improved." Some alchemy elders in the alchemy hall couldn't help but said.

"En." The alchemy elder nodded: "If this trend continues, it won't take long for Gu Ming to refine a third-grade top-level elixir."

"The Holy Son is still young and frivolous." All the elders in the alchemy hall couldn't help but shook their heads.

Yuwentian is not in a hurry, his current mental strength is as strong as the eighth heaven of Zifu, so he is full of confidence in this challenge.

After pondering for a while, Yu Wentian prepared to refine Chunyang Pill, which was a grade higher than Pure Yuan Pill, which was the top-ranked third-grade elixir.

He glanced at Gu Ming who was refining the Pure Yuan Pill, and began to concoct the alchemy without haste.

"Haha! My Pure Yuan Pill is ready." Gu Ming immediately shouted joyfully as the strong fragrance of the pill spread throughout the alchemy hall.

At this time, only half a stick of incense has passed.

The Alchemy Elder took the Pure Yuan Pill from Gu Ming, a smile appeared on his old face, and he nodded: "Yes, this is indeed a third-grade high-grade elixir, Pure Yuan Pill, and its quality is of high quality."

Hearing the great elder's praise, Gu Ming smiled complacently, and then cast his eyes on Yu Wentian who was still refining with a victor's attitude.

"Elder Gu Ming only used half a stick of incense to successfully refine a third-grade high-grade elixir, which is really powerful."

"Even if the Holy Son has refined a third-grade high-grade elixir, he must lose because it takes longer."

Yu Wentian was not moved by outside discussions, until the stick of incense was about to burn out, he slowly handed the Pure Yang Pill he had refined to the Great Elder.

"Hmph! Holy Son, if you lose, you lose. What's the point of struggling to your death?" Gu Ming said disdainfully, crossing his hands.

(End of this chapter)