The heavens, start from one person

Chapter 87 Capture the Golden Elixir
"Hmph, madman, you dare to utter wild words in the face of desperation!"

The old man in black snorted coldly, and before he could make a move, the extreme spiritual sense attacked him again.

He raised his head and saw Wang Lin staring at him with icy eyes. Anger arose in his heart, and he said, "Bold madman!"

It was the first time he was offended by a junior, so he naturally had infinite anger in his heart, so he yelled and used his divine sense to attack Wang Lin.

But at this moment, Zhao Lizheng's wooden man technique has been activated. The huge wooden man who rises from the ground supports Zhao Lizheng and Wang Lin. The wooden man's arms are wrapped around the wooden dragon. When he strikes down, he hits the white-robed old man again. .

Although the white-robed old man looked sluggish, he was still a monk at the golden core stage, so he could easily dodge it, but just as he dodged the attack from the wooden man's arm, the wooden dragon came out of his hand and wrapped around his body.

"Gangfeng Lieyan!"

With a loud shout, the old man in red robe on the side took action boldly. He opened his palms and flapped his cuffs. Countless strong winds spurted out from the cuffs and hit Mu Long's body.

And as the Gangfeng blew violently, countless flames were born from the Gangfeng, and gradually burned towards Zhao Lizheng's wooden figure.

"Shen Luo Tianzheng!"

Zhao Lizheng cast Shenluo Tianzheng again, and the fierce wind resisted Shenluo Tianzheng, and his repulsive force couldn't even blow away the flames emitted by the old man.

"The fake alchemy is destined to be incomparable with the monks in the alchemy stage. No matter what kind of skills you have, how good the magic weapon is, or the situation, this is a gap that you can't bridge!"

The red-robed old man said in a cold voice, Zhao Lizheng smiled when he heard this, raised his head and murmured: "Really? Then you are really too young!"

"Don't you realize that there is only a thin line between you and me?"

"Do I still need to fill up this thread with useless things like magic weapons?"

As Zhao Lizheng said, he opened his palm again, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Earth Blast!"

boom!
The ground began to shake, and countless stone forests began to rise, attracting towards a point in the sky, but Zhao Lizheng's target was not the old man in red, but the old man in white.

His purpose is also very simple, to solve a golden core monk is one.

At this moment, they actually only have three enemies, that is, the three alchemy cultivators in front of them.

The other ten people needed to maintain the formation and couldn't help the three of them at all, but he only needed to solve them one by one.

For the rest, killing them is as simple as slaughtering a dog.

The three of them at the beginning also thought that they would use the spirit interception array to intercept the spiritual power of the two of them, which would greatly weaken their strength.

Such thinking is not just dead wrong, it is the kind of thinking that will kill them.

Zhao Lizheng's powerful moves are still derived from the accumulation of the previous two worlds, while what Wang Lin relies on is his ultimate extreme spiritual power.

The so-called large formations are restricted only by themselves!

With the huge pulling force, relying on the strength of the old man in white robe, he was unable to break free. He was absorbed on the boulder, and his whole body was buried by the boulder.

A force that he didn't understand and didn't understand covered his whole body, submerged his body completely, and swept away his spiritual power.

It's as if there is some force suppressing it!
Zhao Lizheng put down his palm, and the red-robed monk beside him was shocked and angry. The black-robed monk obviously didn't notice this, and still focused on fighting the enemy.

As a result, the only enemy now may be the red-robed old man.

"You've reached your limit. Using such a powerful move in the foundation building period seems to be a bit exhausting for you personally!"

Looking at Zhao Lizheng who was panting slightly, the red-robed old man woke up from the state of shock and anger. With a slight smile, and the spiritual power flowing from his fingertips, he faced Zhao Lizheng.

Seeing this, Zhao Lizheng straightened up, looked at the red-robed old man, and laughed: "You don't really think that I've reached my limit, right? I don't feel at ease if you don't die here!"

As he said that, he shook his palm, lines appeared on his face, the old man in red robe was startled when he saw this, he didn't dare to underestimate Zhao Lizheng in front of him anymore.

This monk in the realm of fake alchemy seems to have endless potential, unfathomable. He wants to use his greatest strength to kill Zhao Lizheng.

"Immortal method, the gate of the gods!"

After Zhao Lizheng's words fell, countless red portals fell from the sky, suppressing the old man on the ground.

These portals fell too fast, without any precautions, they just pressed them on the ground, looked at them with a shudder, and then shouted: "Small tricks, get up!"

He jumped up violently, but found that his body could not straighten up.

"Strange, so strange!"

The red-robed old man said that all the spiritual powers of his body were suppressed and he couldn't use them. The only way is probably to forcibly shatter them with his physical body.

But to suppress these several gates, it is naturally impossible for him to do so with his physical body.

At this moment, Zhao Lizheng also condensed a long black stick in his hand and inserted it into the old man's body.

At this moment, Wang Lin was half-kneeling next to Zhao Lizheng. He grabbed Zhao Lizheng with his palms, his face showed a look of sadness, and his expression was also very ugly.

After all, his extreme spiritual consciousness was unable to fight against the monks with powerful higher-level spiritual consciousness. The moment he knelt on the ground, Zhao Lizheng grabbed his arm, and the power of his soul poured out fiercely, surrounding Wang Lin.

"Shock!"

The spirits and souls of the two of them worked together, and the shock of this moment made the old man in black lose his mind. At this moment, the expressions of the others also changed drastically, and the formation was also on the verge of collapsing.

"Vientiane Tianyin!"

Zhao Lizheng yelled, he opened his palm, and countless chakra black sticks came out, more than a dozen black sticks gathered at this moment.

"Boy, I almost caught your eye!"

The old man in black robe said sharply, his expression became clear at this moment, but the chakra black stick had already shot out, he was attracted in mid-air and couldn't avoid it, dozens of black sticks were all inserted into his body.

"Wang Lin, are you okay!"

Zhao Lizheng helped Wang Lin up, and Wang Lin got up slowly. At this moment, the other ten people couldn't sit still anymore and started moving one after another.

"It's fine, you refine the bodies of the three of them and obtain their golden elixir, as for the others... hehe... the wood dungeon flower tree world is coming!"

Countless wooden vines suddenly pulled up from the ground, besieging everyone in the very center. In such a situation, even if these ten people were all in the realm of fake alchemy, they couldn't help but panic.

Countless flower vines bloomed and pollen overflowed. All ten people were paralyzed by the pollen, unable to walk, and passed out on the spot.

Wang Lin followed the trend and began to sacrifice the three of them!
(End of this chapter)