Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1164: Dan Fire

"The emperor has not refined the elixir for a long time!"

"As for what grade of elixir can be refined, as long as there are sufficient raw materials, let alone the fifth-level and ten-mark elixir, and the fifth-level and seven-mark eight-mark elixir should be refined.

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth gave a slight grin, and his expression was indifferent.

The elixir is divided into ten marks, nine marks, eight marks, seven marks ...

Until one mark of the elixir, ten marks of the elixir are the best. Not only is the effect of the elixir the best, it also has the best power.

"Fifth-level, seven-mark, eight-mark elixir?"

"Emperor, are you telling the truth? Can you make the fifth-grade elixir?"

"What the emperor said must be true, my God, is the emperor still human?"

"Emperor, isn't your cultivation in the mid-term state of the Emperor King? Refining the five-level, seven-mark and eight-mark elixir, the least cultivation is to reach the emperor's realm!"

...

It was okay not to say this to Mo Wentian. As soon as this word came out, in the hall, the pot was instantly exploded.

Among these ancient relics, they are cultivated as first-class beings. Of course, they have heard a lot about refining elixir.

But throughout the ancient relics, let alone refining the five-level, seven-mark and eight-mark elixir. Even if it is the fifth-level two-mark elixir, they have never heard of anyone making it.

However, Mo Wentian said that he could produce five-level, seven-mark and eight-mark elixir, which would not surprise them.

"What's the matter, what is this Emperor not?"

Mo Wentian listened to the crowd's astounding discussion, coughed slightly, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

"Emperor, I ..."

"I don't mean that, I mean the monarch, your talent is really too strong!"

As Mo Wentian said this, Fan Zeng, who said that Mo Wutian was still a human, smiled a little awkwardly, and quickly stepped forward to explain.

"Well, Bendi is going to make elixir!"

"Neither of you has protected the law!"

Mo Wentian didn't really blame Fan Zeng, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and the words were indifferent.

"Okay, Lord!"

"Okay, Lord!"

...

As Mo Wentian said these words and figures, he quickly agreed.

Immediately, Xiao Jinghen and others sat around with crossed knees around Mo Wentian.

"Yan Shen Ding!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian sighed coldly, and saw a giant tripod spreading with the power of flames, appearing in Mo Wentian's hands.

That tripod grew rapidly in Mo Wentian's hands, but within a few breaths, it had grown to the size of dozens of feet.

"Monarch, this is ..."

"Is the emperor the perfect artifact of the king class, which is specially used to make the legendary Yan Ding of the fifth-class elixir?"

"The power of the fire on this tripod is terrible!"

Watching Yan Ding appear, Xiao Jinghen and others were full of shock.

"Yes, this is the perfect artifact of the king level, Yan Shen Ding!"

Mo Wentian did not conceal in the slightest, indifferent ways.

"Now in my hand I have a hundred spirit grasses at the initial stage of the fifth grade. All these spirit grasses are refined into Dan, which is enough to make ten fifth-grade elixir!"

Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, secretly said.

Ten fifth-class elixir is enough to promote the emperor's early cultivation, not to mention that it can be directly promoted to the middle stage of the emperor.

In this way, there will be several half-step emperors in the middle of his kingdom.

This is definitely a big promotion for the strength of Devouring Heaven.

"Alchemy first!"

"There are not many five-level elixir, but I have a lot of elixir with the fourth-level peak, and I have a lot of it. With my alchemy and the **** of flames in hand, I want to make four A successful elixir is not difficult! "

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a touch of cold mang.

Immediately, she sat down cross-legged.

As soon as his mind moved and his hands waved, countless elixir spirits appeared in his hands.

With the emergence of those elixir, a strong medicinal scent, diffused instantly.

Outside the hall, and even throughout the Kingdom of Devouring Heaven, they smelled the strong and scent of medicine.

"It's so strong."

"The scent of this medicine seems to come from the hall!"

"I heard that the emperor is refining elixir!"

"The emperor will still refine the elixir? What grade of elixir will the emperor make?"

...

In the Kingdom of Devouring God, all the figures fell into the hall.

Unless Chixiao had given the order long ago, no matter what happened in the hall, everyone would not be allowed to approach the hall. At this moment, these disciples of Devouring Gods Kingdom might have swarmed towards the hall to see what happened.

"Open the furnace!"

"Hmm ..."

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian waved his hand, and the one hundred early-stage fifth-level elixirs and herbs all gathered into the Fire God Ding.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian even made a series of Indian tactics directly toward Yan Shen Ding.

With Mo Wentian's one-by-one inscription, Yan Shen Ding trembled frantically, as if there was an invisible palm that was driving Yan Shen Ding's rapid operation.

At the same time, blue flames rushed into the sky in the flame of God.

"A blue flame? This ..."

"Is this the rumored holy flame?"

"The emperor was able to make holy flames, the strength of the emperor is too terrible!"

...

Watching the azure flame burst from the flames of Yan Shen Ding, the light in Xiao Jinghen's eyes skyrocketed.

"This flame is only three!"

Looking at the torch in Yan Shen Ding, Mo Wentian's eyes were dissatisfied.

The elixir is divided into ten marks, and the flame is also divided into ten levels, of which the tenth level is the best and the first level is the worst.

And what kind of holy fire is played, there is also an inseparable relationship with Xiuwei, Mo Wentian is very clear, his own cultivation is not the mid-term state of the King.

It can be repaired to be the mid-term state of the King of Heaven, but in Mo Wentian's view, he can at least reach the fifth level of the flame, but he did not expect that he only played the third level.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's expression was a little dim.

But what Mo Wentian didn't know is that no one can condense the flames of the third-level Danhuo, even in the entire ancient relics.

"The torch is only at the third level, and it seems that it can only reluctantly refining the seven-marked and eight-marked first-class potion!"

Nana whispered in his mouth, and a flash of cold mang flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"No matter, let's make a furnace and look at it!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, said secretly.