Alchemist Sword Sect

There is no other reason, there is no other pill and medicinal materials, otherwise you can fight it.

His purpose of coming here this time is not very demanding.

By the way, he could also observe the alchemy skills of other people, so he had done the alchemy early, and only a tenth of the time had passed.

After practicing the pill, he has time to watch the competition of other contestants.

Everyone's methods are different, but different paths lead to the same goal.

A young man in the front row, at this moment, his alchemy process has reached the stage of melting alchemy. During the melting, the young man used several methods, each method is different, and he also took out a few middle-grade magic crystals. It was placed under the pill furnace, and then a large amount of devil energy was generated to envelop the pill furnace under the touch of the divine sense.

The young man next to him put the medicinal materials into the pill furnace and then inhaled it into his stomach, and meditated quietly. After a while, some blue smoke emitted from his body.

"It's been heard for a long time that the method of refining alchemy by the body of the heavenly family is indeed well-deserved." The young man next to him was distracted while refining.

The young man who swallowed the pill furnace slowly nodded to him.

"I have never reached this point in the practice of refining alchemy with the body. On the contrary, your alchemy method is also very mysterious. If I am not mistaken, you are the secret family, pharmacist!"

"You know this too!" the young man said in surprise.

"Unexpectedly, your pharmacy came out!"

"I slipped out."

...

The time for a stick of incense quickly passed.

Everyone has finished the pill, the guard responsible for guarding the registration fee has actually acted as the errand runner, and the other two guards are responsible for the process of collecting the pill.

"He wants to be the champion this time!"

"That guy! It's really strong, all the visions have come out."

"But we have other opportunities."

"Ok!"

At this time, a young man standing in the front position was straight and angry. His name was Sang Jin. He was one of the most popular figures in this competition.

His cultivation reached the first level of the magician, and he was one of the few magicians present.

Sang Jin is a very proud person and a very talented player. He can refine a first-grade magic pill when he first cultivates, and now he has been able to refine a third-grade magic pill, a monk of less than fifty. The ability to refine a third-rank magic pill, and at the same time a high level of cultivation, what this shows, this is a very talented genius who is extremely compatible with the cultivation level.

Sang Jin's aura was verified when he was very young, and he is also known as the next Zhong Sheng.

A quarter of an hour later, the pill had been collected.

Everyone was waiting for the result, and before the result came out, no one knew how well everyone had practiced, except for themselves.

And some extremely talented people like Sang Jin already knew that they were able to win, and there were only twelve magicians in the game, and they had already occupied the place.

Of course, it is not that the higher the cultivation level, the better the elixir that can be refined. The alchemy depends on talent and sweat. If there is no talent, no matter what realm, it will not be good for the pill.

Of course, there must be two different brushes for coming up to participate in the competition.

The magician's consciousness is more powerful than that of the magic soldier, and the magical consciousness plays a direct role in alchemy.

In the case of equal talents, if you want to distinguish between the winners and the losers, only the level of spiritual consciousness is the only one.

The higher the grade of the medicine, the higher the divine consciousness that needs to be refined, the stronger it is. The third-rank magic pill requires a realm above the magician to be refined, and the magician may not be able to refine the third-rank magic pill.

After half an hour, Zhong Sheng took out a blank paper with twenty names written on it.

Among them are the name of Sang Jin and the names of eleven other magicians.

The other eight names are also very famous in the neighborhood, including the young people of Tianjia and Yaojia.

Zhong Sheng threw a large piece of paper in the sky.

Everyone's consciousness was swept on it.

Sangjin third grade pill, microwave second grade pill...

The latter are all Erpin Pills, among which the quality of the pill is the best.

No one dared to say anything about Zhong Sheng's public method, because some people were also second-class magic pills, but even if they were not reconciled, they were helpless, because there was only one chief examiner, the one in the legend.

There were many people present, and they all knew that they had heard from the elders in the family that Zhong Sheng had the ability to kill demon generals. Even the early demon generals were extremely admirable.

However, as if knowing their grievances were normal, the white paper showed below that the second-class pill medicines that everyone refines are all "Hua Mo Pills." This list is the most difficult of the second-class pill. The divine consciousness needed for refining is close to the third rank.

Those feelings of dissatisfaction disappeared at this moment.

Of course, Lu Chen was eliminated. If the list were divided into more details, Lu Chen would definitely be in the last column.

But he seems to have known the result, and there is no change in his face.

On the contrary, he looked at the various refining techniques here, and he learned a lot. In the future, he will feel that these techniques are integrated into this basic method.

Although twenty people have been selected, they only got half of the results, and the other half were martial arts trials.

Only if you win again here, will you be 100% qualified to enter the Dange Gate.

The second martial arts test began after they had a short break, and it was a battle of battle.

The crowd decided twenty from the top, which is the winner.

This competition is unfair, because with the magician, twelve of them have already qualified.

The rule of this competition is that no murder is allowed, the offender loses the qualification, leaves the martial arts arena and loses the qualification.

The game has not yet started. Thousands of people are separated in this crowded position. The average distance between each person is ten positions.

Lu Chen was in a corner. There were five people next to him holding him, and everyone started to watch out for those next to him. Of course, there were also people who looked at Lu Chen. While they were staring at Lu Chen, why was Lu Chen staring at them? .

"You already know the rules, let's start!" Zhong Sheng said, closing his eyes, not paying attention to the game anymore.

But his divine sense has always wrapped this martial arts field.

After Lu Chen heard the beginning, an iron sword appeared in his hand, and he only had this low-grade magic weapon in his pocket.

The battlefield in the distance has been activated, and the surrounding chaos has also begun.

Everyone chooses everyone's opponent.

But the twelve magicians did not move, and the surrounding magic soldiers avoided them one after another, leaving a big place for them.

"He" an iron sword stabbed at Lu Chen from behind, Lu Chen turned around, the iron sword in his hand blocked the attack, and there was a young man on the seventh floor of the magic soldier.

Lu Chen immediately released the breath of the sixth layer of his magic soldier, kicked the young man's abdomen, the young man quickly reacted, and stepped back, and Lu Chen kicked away and pulled back. Point distance.

At this moment, another sword was pierced from behind him, and Lu Chen flashed again, making it clear that it was one of the five people around him.

After the young man pierced the air with a sword, he withdrew his sword and moved to other battlefields.

Lu Chen squinted his eyes, trying to catch up, but gave up because there was an opponent behind him.

There was less than a cup of tea, and gradually fewer people on the court.

At this time, Lu Chen flew high into the sky, and the young man on the seventh floor of the Demon Soldier pursued him.

"Why, I'm running away, I found such a remote place!" The young man mocked.

When Lu Chen faced him, Yun said lightly, "This is a good place to bury you."

"Haha, it's funny! But you are looking for death." The young man said with a sharp look on his face.

He threw the sword at Lu Chen, the closed fists parted, and the iron swords that flew towards Lu Chen slowly became ten.

"Illusory Skill! Still blindfold! It's too low-level!" Lu Chen smiled, but he said that, but his hands were not slow.

The only weapon he can attack is this iron sword.

Facing these flying swords, Lu Chen lightly stroked the iron sword in his hand, hitting one of the iron swords, and the other iron sword disappeared.

"It's really capable." The young man grabbed the flying iron sword.

"Come and not be indecent"! Lu Chen grabbed the iron sword in his hand and rushed to the young man. He waved the iron sword and struck the young man with a black sword formed by two devilish energy.

The young man took out an iron shield and faced the two black swords. With a slight shift, the black sword quickly disappeared.

The young man didn't seem to think why this black sword was so weak, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

At this time, Lu Chen's mouth bends when the young man took out the shield. When the iron shield was blocking the black sword, Lu Chen's iron sword suddenly appeared behind the young man, turning into two, two sides four sides. , The four black swords slashed towards his back. At this time, the young man came to his senses, secretly said, no, he hurriedly moved the iron shield to the back, and Lu Chen took advantage of the gap between the young man’s turning and accelerated, the magic soldier six levels All of his devilish energy poured into his fists, and with one punch, he hit the head on the second floor.

"Boom" The young man's head blood flowed more and more, and his mind was a little dizzy. The erected iron shield also fell to the ground at this moment. The black sword in front of him slashed at him, and four deep sword marks were on his Presented on the chest.

The blood flowed from him to his feet, "Ah!" the young man said in pain.

Since Lu Chen had hit him at this point, it was natural that he couldn't let go of this good opportunity. When he said that he lost his attention, **** inserted into his eyes and thrust into two **** with a fierce force. , But Lu Chen didn't dig it out.

The young man quickly covered his eyes, and Lu Chen made up another kick and kicked him out of the martial arts arena.

Looking at this victory at this time, he was not comfortable with the above, because there are still many games behind.

If it wasn't for that young man's too little experience, he wouldn't lose. After all, the strength of the seventh floor is better than the sixth floor.

In this big melee, every moment puts himself in danger. The longer the time, the more dangerous he will solve the game as soon as possible. However, it is a pity that the young man is playing tricks. Zhidao also cures his body, showing his hand in front of him.

After winning the young man, Lu Chen flew down. At the moment, most of the battlefield was above, and Lu Chen went down to pick up the iron shield.

That shield was held by Lu Chen, weighing more than a hundred jin, no different from other iron shields.

A low-grade magic weapon, but it was also a great asset for Lu Chen.

After he erased the imprint on it with his divine consciousness, he refined the meal.

In addition to a low-grade iron sword, he also has a low-grade iron shield.

Now for him, these two magic weapons are all his assets.

At this moment, the battlefield is still chaotic, and everyone has different degrees of scars.

At this time, nearby, a man in a black robe fell from the sky to Lu Chen.