The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

?Nine-petal Purple Thunder Lotus flew away towards Fang Lin, the atmosphere of destruction diffused from the faint purple lotus shocked everyone present.

　　 "Retreat farther away!" Heipao Zhangjiao immediately said aloud, when the next masters of Daomen walked back one after the other and kept retreating for thousands of miles. Even so, everyone in Daomen was still a little uneasy.

　　 And the Lingwu chess sect also acted immediately, the entire sect gate was held away from the place by the huge chessboard, for fear that the power of the purple thunder lotus would affect the Lingwu chess sect.

　　 Fang Lin reluctantly opened his eyes and watched the nine-petal purple thunder lotus coming towards himself. He also felt the terrible breath of this thing, and there was a trace of panic on his face.

　　 But in the bottom of my heart was secretly happy, wishing the whole person directly rushed to the nine petals.

　　 Of course, Fang Lin still has to pretend to be more decent. If at the moment the two people see the clues and collect the nine-petal purple thunder lotus back, then Fang Lin will be embarrassed.

　　Nine-petal purple thunder lotus finally arrived in front of Fang Lin, and saw Fang Lin fleeing desperately, but was still shrouded in an infinite purple light.

　　 Boom!

　　 The world seemed to be shocked, Fang Lin's figure disappeared all of a sudden, and there was a faint cry of pain.

The terrible purple thunderbolt swept across the sky for nine days, and the sea area was thousands of miles away. The sea water was instantly transpired. I don’t know how many, nor how many sea beasts were traumatized. Anyway, the dense, incomplete and scorched black carbon floated above the sea surface. Sea beast corpse.

　　 Even if the masters of Confucianism and Taoism retreated far away, they still suffered more or less, but fortunately they were only injured, and no one died.

　　The black and white palm teacher just shot a lot of purple thunder aftermath. Both of them were half-steps of immortal cultivation, and their faces were pale. Obviously, in order to stop the residual power of purple thunder, it was also very expensive.

　　 "With such a terrible power, even Fang Lin's physique is amazing, and he will definitely die!" said Shen Sheng, the black robe palm teacher.

　　The white robe palm nodded and said, "The power of the nine-petalled purple thunder lotus is already the ultimate in Yu Lei Jue. Only the uncle in the entire Daomen can exert this degree."

　　 "I don't know when I can wait until I can practice to the level of Uncle Shi." Heibaozhang Jiao said with emotion.

　　 Baipaozhangjiao smiled: "With your qualifications, I want to truly step into the immortal state. I am afraid that it will be very difficult for another thousand years of precipitation."

　　 The black robe palm no longer spoke, looking at the center of the purple thunder burst in the distance.

　　Everyone was watching there, waiting for Fang Lin's appearance, or the appearance of Fang Lin's body.

　　 Almost no one thinks that Fang Lin still has the possibility of survival. After all, several previous lightnings have obviously overwhelmed Fang Lin. This last nine-petal purple Thunder Lotus is so terrifying. How can Fang Lin survive the end of the crossbow?

　　The power of the Purple Thunder erupted for a long time, and everyone was not in a hurry. The longer this Purple Thunder lasted, the stronger the power, and the lower the chance that Fang Lin would survive.

　　 When Zilei gradually dissipated, everyone's eyes were very concentrated, all looking at the same place.

　　 "Sure enough!" Someone exclaimed.

　　 Fang Lin turned into a ball of coke, even the human form was gone, the breath was cut off, and there was no vitality, just like a corpse.

　　 The young Taoist and Situ Ancestral looked at each other, and they all breathed out a breath. It took so much effort to finally kill Fang Lin.

　　 "This child is finally dead, and my three religions are missing a big disaster." Situ Laozu said in his mouth, but his eyes were on the coke.

　　He is playing with this group of coke, to be precise, he is playing Fang Lin's body.

　　 After all, Fang Lin's flesh was too strong, and Situ Patriarch wanted to get Fang Lin's physical strength to take him one step further.

　　 "Brother Situ, it is never too much." The young Taoist said such a sentence meaningfully.

　　 Situ Ancestral was ignorant, and his body moved towards the group of coke.

　　 The young Taoist frowned slightly, trying to stop his behavior, but hesitated a little and still did not stop.

　　 Just as Situ Ancestral was about to approach the group of coke, his face suddenly changed, and then he retreated directly towards the rear.

　　 "Huh?" The young Taoist was surprised when he saw how Situ Patriarch looked like.

　　 "How could this be?" Situ Pao said as he stepped back, his face full of incredible colors.

　　 "What happened?" The young Taoist quickly approached and asked.

　　Not waiting for Situ Patriarch to answer, the young Taoist also understood, because from the coke that seemed to be dying of vitality, the sound of a surging heartbeat sounded.

　　 "Is he still alive?" The face of the young Daoist instantly became extremely ugly. Could it be that he exhibited the nine-petal purple thunder lotus with the strongest power of Yu Lei Jue and could not kill it?

　　 Click!

Outside the coke, a crack appeared suddenly, and then the crack grew larger and larger, just like the scene before the silkworm pupae broke into cocoons and became butterflies.

　　At the same time, the majestic spirits between heaven and earth pour into this crack, as if there is some kind of existence in it, which is seizing the creation of heaven and earth.

　　 "How is this possible?" The people on both sides of Confucianism and Taoism were also shocked. Fang Lin was not yet dead.

　　 At this moment, an unimaginable rich vitality emerged from the coke, and the heartbeat sounded like a thunder and thunder, resounding between heaven and earth.

　　The real dragon phantom and the unicorn phantom appeared at the same time, sending out bursts of high-pitched sounds, attracting countless monsters and beasts in the nine countries and seven seas.

　　 In the ancient demon ridge far away from the Nine Kingdoms, Qi Tianyao's eyes looked to the far east, and there was a trace of anticipation in the golden eyes.

　　 "This kid, the progress is really fast." Qi Tianyao Sheng Nian murmured, and his eyes fell on the Sacred Tree of the Demon Race not far away.

　　The deepest part of the Seven Seas, the barren sea area where the three religions have never stepped in, the three figures who have been watching for a long time are all due to the change of Fang Lin.

　　 "With less than thirty years of practice, you will enter Dachangsheng." A crisp and sweet voice sounded, and there was a woman among the three.

　　 "Can't help but want to shoot?" The man shrouded in the golden light said ~www.readwn.com~ Let's take a look. "The woman's voice is calm.

　　 "If this son doesn't die, then the three teachings will be over." The other person's voice seemed lazy.

　　 "No." The woman's tone was indifferent, revealing a cold meaning above all.

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　　 The coke cracked, and Fang Lin came out of it, with a faint halo all over his body, and his face seemed to be younger, just like a 17- or 18-year-old.

　　 And Fang Lin's realm also really stepped into the realm of Dachangsheng at this moment.

　　 "Thank you for the gift." Fang Lin grinned and smiled at the Situ Patriarch and the young Taoist.

　　Ps: The fourth time is over, the meal is over, and tomorrow will continue. Remember to vote on Monday.