The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

? Zixia Sect, within the stone chamber guarded by Han Luoyun, the refining of Nirvana is still in full swing.

　　 "It's almost, it's almost." Fang Lin's face was pale, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he didn't stare at the Jiubao Liuding in front of him.

　　 The four positions are arranged on four sides, but they are already covered with cracks and seem to be completely destroyed at any time.

　　 Within the crystal-clear nine-treasure glass tripod, flames rise like dragons, and bursts of glowing light continue to emerge, even outside the stone chamber, Han Luoyun can continue to feel the strong breath from the stone chamber.

　　 This is the breath of panacea, without any incense, but it makes Han Luoyun, the spirit of the nineth heavy martial arts, feel palpitation.

　　Jan Luoyun was depressed only by the breath of the panacea, and this is still a panacea that has not been fully refined. It is conceivable how powerful this Nirvana has.

　　 The old corpse Jing Zhulong said nothing. Since Fang Lin began to practice alchemy, he has not made any sound anymore, and appears very silent.

　　 But Fang Lin knew that the most worrying at the moment was the Laogan corpse, because Nirvana was made for him. Once it failed, the former power was abandoned, and the Laogan corpse could be said to be far away.

　　 Therefore, the old cadaver did not dare to speak, fearing to disturb Fang Lin, but his inner suffering, Fang Lin was very clear.

　　Pill alchemy, even though no errors have appeared, but the four positions are almost unsustainable and will soon be destroyed.

　　Once these four positions are damaged, the next process will be completed by Fang Lin alone.

　　 can be completed, Fang Lin has no idea, but has reached this step, even if everything is out, Nirvana Dan must be refined.

　　 Fang Lin did not know about the terrifying war outside the dry country. He cut off all the news of the jade briefing, and he had no intention of being disturbed.

Although Han Luoyun outside the Shishi knew that Qianguo was facing a huge crisis at the moment, once the ugly old man was defeated, then Ganguo was bound to be in danger.

　　 But Han Luoyun did not dare to disturb Fang Lin at this time. The only thing he could do was to guard the stone chamber behind him so that no one could affect Fang Lin.

　　As for the result, you can only listen to your destiny.

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　　 Among the mountains thousands of miles away from the dry country, there are several figures standing on the mountain, looking at dry country.

"The three religions are blocked. I won't be able to show up at the moment. After the three religions enter the dry country, I will start the action." A demon man stands at the forefront, his eyes red and blue, with a wicked smile on his face .

　　 "Yes!" Many figures behind him responded in unison.

　　 "Dry country, there are so many secrets buried in a small place, but it is a pity that they can't hide them." The man muttered to himself, his eyes glinted with glory.

　　 Among the many figures behind this person, one was wearing a black iron mask, and the body was enchanted.

　　The man in the mask raised his head and looked at the direction of Qianguo. The eyes hidden under the mask were deep and complex, passing by.

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Outside the dry country, the ugly old man and middle-aged man each exhibited the strongest kendo.

　　 does not come from any inheritance, nor does it learn from others, but the road of swords that each of them comprehends.

　　Whether it is a sword of a middle-aged man's love, or an ugly old man's swordless victory over ten thousand swords, it is a wonderful place with a unique world.

　　 At this moment, the two kendo powerful confrontation, really want to divide a victory or defeat.

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　　 There is silence between heaven and earth. No matter how high or low the cultivation is, even the ugly old man and the middle-aged man are the same, and no sound can be heard.

　　I don't know how long this state lasts. It seems to be a moment, it seems to be ten thousand years.

　　Everyone in the dry country can only see that the ugly old man is spraying blood on his mouth, and the ancient sword behind him is dimly lit.

　　 And the middle-aged man also spit out blood and flew out with a grin.

　　 "Ha ha ha ha! I can see you this sword, the old man is satisfied!" Although the ugly old man was seriously injured, he laughed out loud and laughed extremely freely.

　　 "Although it does not use a sword, it is better than all the people who use the sword in the world. Older seniors use this sword, younger generations are willing to worship the wind!" The middle-aged man also said that he was deeply fisted towards the ugly old man.

　　 The ugly old men spurted blood one after another, and the breath of the whole person has been very weak, and it seems difficult to fight again.

　　 It's no wonder, after all, the ugly old man has defeated Daotian Sanjie before, and now he is dealing with such a powerful enemy, and he has lost both sides. It is already a rare situation.

　　 "What a powerful sword, but after this sword, you are already the end of a strong crossbow." A cold voice sounded.

　　 saw a woman wearing a white dress appear, holding a white jade sword, beautiful appearance, but very cold and proud.

　　 As soon as this woman appeared, she shot against the ugly old man and Confucian martial arts were exhibited.

　　 Boom! ! !

　　 Haoran palm, falling from the sky, seems to want to suppress the ugly old man immediately.

　　 "No!" The middle-aged man wanted to stop it, but he was too late. Moreover, he was also seriously injured and could not do anything to stop it.

　　 The ugly old man was even more powerless. As the sudden woman said, he was already the end of a strong crossbow. The sword was displayed. Although it was amazing, it was difficult to swing a second sword.

　　The big hand fell, and the ugly old man tried his best to sacrifice the ancient sword behind him with the last bit of power, and hit the palm with that hand.

　　The palm of the hand collapsed, but Gu Jian was also knocked back and flew back. The old man was hit again, and it was already difficult to stand still again.

　　 "Amitabha, let the donor retreat." As soon as the Buddha sounded, a burly and bald monk roared, and under the unpreparedness of the ugly old man, he punched him on the chest of the ugly old man.

　　 This fist directly caused the ugly old man to be hit hard, his chest suddenly collapsed, and the whole person fell like a broken paper kite.

　　 The whole country was dead and still, no one thought that the master who originally thought that he could save the dry country was beaten so embarrassed at the moment that his life could not be saved.

　　 Many more people are very angry. The Three Religions are too mean, and the wheel war is just a matter of fact. They even use sneak tricks. Is it possible that the Three Religions have done everything to achieve their goals?

　　 But what about anger? Nobody in the dry country can do anything~www.readwn.com~ They seem to be a group of ants, not even the ability to protect themselves, let alone others.

In Zixiazong, Qing Jianzi stood on the highest mountain, watching the ugly old man fall down, clenching his fists, his eyes were almost stunned.

　　 Han Luoyun also gritted his teeth, and his face was particularly ugly.

　　 "Amitabha, although my Buddha is compassionate and does not want to make more sins, but anyone who blocks the way of the Three Religions must get rid of it." The burly monk said with his hands folded and majestic.

　　 The woman holding the jade sword also came to the front, as well as the golden robe monk and the sword-bearing youth who had appeared before.

　　These four masters appeared, and they went into despair.

　　 "Killed this person." The cold-faced woman said, shot again, to kill the ugly old man.

　　 But at this moment, an unusual breath made these four masters suddenly feel trembling.

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