Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

A group of nine people!

Everybody builds the foundation and cultivates truly!

Such a force is already extremely impressive on the battlefield.

However, they were very unlucky. In the early stage of the battle, they were all bombarded by the Luoyun Sect's puppet army, so that all of them were injured.

After paying a certain price, he chose to retreat from the side.

Eight of them were headed by the seriously injured late-stage foundation-building monk.

No one else, because the other party is the true successor of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect!

The injured true successor of the Sword Sect is still the true successor of the Sword Sect!

At this moment, as everyone was walking quickly, someone looked back from time to time.

"Lan Zhenzhen, the Luoyun Sect monks are still in hot pursuit, what should we do?"

A monk in the middle stage of foundation building spoke anxiously.

As soon as these words came out, the others looked nervous.

No one expected that the Luoyun Sect monks, whose performance had been mediocre before, would explode with unimaginable fighting power today.

One-on-one combat is no longer an option.

Either hundreds of monks gather into an army, or they work in groups of three or five, cooperating with each other.

With the help of a puppet, even a powerful late-stage foundation-building monk would be unable to overcome the puppet level.

Even if someone rushes in forcefully.

But the Luoyun Sect monks can also use puppets to delay, fight and retreat, or even remotely control puppets to surround them.

In this way, after several fights, everyone was afraid.

Lan Zhenzhuan's face turned pale and he looked back bitterly.

"You can't escape just like this!"

"Everyone will prepare together later, turn around and catch them off guard, and annihilate them all!"

Someone worried: "But the one who is chasing us is Han Zheng! He is the grandson of Master Han Zhan. If we hurt him, will we offend Master Nascent Soul?"

Offended the real Yuanying!

This kind of thing, even just talking about it, is heart-stopping.

Lan Zhenzhuan's face was cold, "So what if I offend you? Since he went to the battlefield, there is no reason to only allow him to kill others and not allow us to kill him. Besides, if we can take his head, it will be a great achievement for our Sword Sect." pieces!"

"Everyone, are you afraid of Master Han Zhan, but aren't you afraid of Master Yuding of our Sword Sect?"

As soon as the words came out.

Everyone calmed down.

yes! They have Yuanying Zhenren, don’t we have one here?

On the battlefield, everyone is equal.

There is never any reason to wait for death.

For a time, the hearts of the nine great foundation-building cultivators were settled.

Some people are even eager to try, imagining what rewards they will get from the Sword Sect if they kill Han Zheng with their own hands.

Compared to these people's fantasies.

Further behind, five mid-stage foundation-building monks were flying at extremely high speeds.

Although the number is small.

But the momentum is eye-catching.

Along the way, there were occasional foundation-building cultivators from vassal forces who saw them, and they all hurriedly backed away.

without him.

These five people are all true disciples of the Luoyun Sect.

There seem to be only five people, but if they use full firepower, no one knows how many puppets they can summon.

I don’t even know if among those puppets, there will be battle puppets that are comparable to those in the late stage of Foundation Establishment or even the Great Consummation realm.

Among the five people, there are many who have reached the sixth level of foundation building.

But it was obvious that the four of them were vaguely headed by the monk in the center who built the fourth floor of the foundation.

"Junior Brother Han Zheng, we are just a few defeated generals, do we need to pursue them like this?"

Facing his senior brother's confusion, Han Zheng smiled slightly.

"The other eight people are just mediocre, but among them, there is a late-stage true successor of the Sword Sect, and that person is our target!"

Hearing this, the others were suddenly stunned.

As the overlord of the region, the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect has stood firm for hundreds of years since establishing the cauldron.

However, the number of sword cultivators under the sect has only surpassed that of Qingdan Valley for so many years.

Compared to the Seven Sects, it can be said to be a standout, but it cannot overwhelm the others.

Therefore, for so many years, the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect has only been the overlord of the Jade Cauldron Domain, not the only master.

Quantity is their biggest drawback!

Since the beginning of the war, they have either been in groups or stationed on one side, and it is rare for a single sword cultivator to go out.

On the Seventh Mountain side, the number of sword cultivators stationed on guard is even less.

Now I finally met a true sword cultivator who was in the late stage of foundation building.

Of course there is no reason to let the other party go!

Just as several people were chasing him, Han Zheng suddenly had a look of uncertainty on his face.

"Huh?"

"Junior brother, what's wrong?"

"Speed ​​up!" Han Zheng's face changed slightly and he blurted out.

Immediately, the five people all bloomed with spiritual light and pursued forward.

Not only that, each of them even summoned puppets, ready to fight at any time.

However, sometimes by the time they find out, it has already happened.

Han Zheng's steps suddenly stopped.

His eyes were wide open, looking at the night sky in horror.

A round of scorching sun blooms from the night!

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Immediately, boundless fire bloomed.

The vast air waves rolled forward, affecting a ten-mile radius.

In the fiery explosion, the nine figures were horrified, each using their own means to defend themselves.

With the strength of nine people, they were able to resist the first and second level spells. Even though things started in a hurry, they were still able to withstand it in the end.

But then, a figure came in like a tiger entering a pack of wolves.

Holding gold and black long sticks, big or small, short or long, they constantly harvest the lives of their enemies.

"ah!"

"puff……"

"Damn it, it's Tian Kuizi!"

One, two, three...

After suffering the sudden attack from the violent Fierce Sun Technique, the formations of the nine major foundations had been shattered.

As a result, Chu Kui's harvest was like entering a land without any people, and he could not meet any decent resistance.

But in just a few breaths, six people fell under his attack.

Among them, there is even one who is in the middle stage of foundation building.

Lan Zhenchuan looked at this scene with splitting eyes.

There are barriers in front and chasing soldiers in the back. There is no way to go to the sky and enter the earth.

Suppressing the blood in his throat, he shouted.

"Run separately!"

The other two mid-stage Foundation Establishment monks fled in the other direction without hesitation.

Lan Zhenchuan turned his body into a sword, bursting out at extreme speed, and was about to leave.

The sword cultivator's escape speed is extremely fast!

Even if you haven't reached the golden core stage, but in the foundation stage, if you don't have the five elements escape technique or the corresponding flying secret technique, you can still be considered outstanding.

However, as soon as his body moved, a figure whose speed was not inferior to his, appeared in front of him with a few tremors.

The red robe is dazzling, and the big sleeves are fluttering.

"Fellow Taoist, I'd like to lend you the head on your neck!"

"Despicable people, don't even think about it!"

Without any hesitation, Lan Zhenchuan suddenly condensed the sword light covering his whole body, turning into a sharp sword and heading towards the red figure in front.

This sword is sharp and sharp!

This blow was undoubtedly the strongest blow Luo Chen had faced since he entered the battle.

It's not just as simple as a seven-story foundation building monk can erupt.

He took a deep breath, and the long sword held upside down behind his back suddenly stabbed forward.

"Duh!"

With a light drink, the Xuanhuo sword turned into a meteor and shot straight ahead.

Not only that, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and the faint light looked like a nine-nether creature looking at Qing Ming.

At this glance, Lan Zhenzhuan was startled and hesitated for a moment.

When he woke up, the sword pill he fired had already fallen into a blue ocean, advancing hard and slowly in it.

But in front of him, there was a bright fire, accompanied by the sound of a sword, piercing into his body.

"How could this be..."

He opened his mouth and murmured, and then his whole body was thrust into the mountain wall by the Xuanhuo Sword.

hum! ! !

Within the glazed light curtain, a sword pill was spinning.

As the master died, it seemed to be whining and gradually stopped moving.

"snort!"

Luo Chen snorted coldly, grabbed it with his big hand, and took off the sword pill forcefully.

Then look in the opposite direction.

As far as the eye could see, it was the scene of Chu Kui sweeping across with his long stick, knocking two mid-stage foundation-building monks out of the air.

"Dan Chenzi, what you are doing is a bit unkind!"

A voice hinting at anger came.

Luo Chen looked at the owner of the voice calmly.

Han Zheng stepped on a black wooden kite and stared at him with a gloomy expression.

Behind him, the four mid-level foundation-building monks were even more ready to go, and their aura was released without any concealment.

At some point, Chu Kui had packed up the trophies and silently walked to Luo Chen.

The two stood side by side, facing five wolf-like and tiger-like gazes.