Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

After Liu Zhengyang officially started alchemy, he took out all kinds of medicinal materials from the secret palace, and then refined them into the purest medicinal liquid, and finally mixed them together. During the whole process, his movements were as natural and smooth as flowing water, which made many Doumen cultivators look straight.

With their strength and status, they have seen many alchemists in the process of alchemy.

But the movements are as smooth as Liu Zhengyang, they have never seen it before.

And even if they are not alchemists, they can still see some clues.

That is, alchemy requires a precise standard for the combination of heat and medicine.

Even if there is an error, the error should not be too large.

So Liu Zhengyang can maintain a perfect match in this smooth and natural movement. What kind of skill is this?

What kind of technology is this to control the heat while matching the herbs perfectly?

However, among the exclamations and admiration in the eyes of many Doumen cultivators, there are also those who sing the opposite.

At first, the middle-aged man who led the team stared at Liu Zhengyang coldly, and sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost, pretend to be mysterious, I don't know what kind of medicine you want to make, but there has never been an alchemist who can practice it so easily. , you'll be damned if you can become a dan in the end."

At the same time, Zhong Qinglei and the owner of Panmen have returned to Liu Zhengyang's side.

They stood beside Liu Zhengyang one by one, escorting Liu Zhengyang and preventing emergencies.

As for the two Doumen cultivators who fought against Zhong Qinglei and the Panmen Sect Master at the beginning, they also followed with their heads drooping.

Since even their main team has been defeated by Liu Zhengyang and has no power to fight back, what is the point of their resistance? If they die for Doumen and resist to the end, they will definitely not be able to do it, they are not that great.

The only thing that made them happy was that when they fought with Zhong Qinglei and the Panmen Sect Master, fortunately there were no casualties.

Otherwise, whether Zhong Qinglei or Panmen's sect master were injured, Liu Zhengyang would definitely not let them go.

Zhong Qinglei and Panmen Sect Master, who had returned to Liu Zhengyang's side, just heard what the middle-aged man said, and looked over playfully.

Zhong Qinglei said with a half-smiling smile: "Do you have any dissatisfaction? If you want to surrender, be honest and have a better attitude. If you don't want to surrender, we can send you back to the West now, so that you won't be an eyesore here. After being affected by the explosion just now, you should not have The strength to fight back."

The sect master of Panmen stepped forward and said eagerly: "Is this a good opportunity to kill a first-class powerhouse for me? Mr. Zhong, why don't you give me this opportunity? You can only be a junior following Union lord Liu. Minion cleaner, I'm dying of suffocation."

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he suddenly showed a bit of horror.

As a first-class powerhouse, he has long been mentally prepared to die in battle one day.

He also knows that no one in the world can always be invincible.

But he can accept that he died in the hands of the strong, but it does not mean that he can accept that he is killed by the sect master of Panmen.

It is the humiliation of the strong to die in the hands of those who are weaker than yourself!

As the Panmen Sect Master approached step by step, the middle-aged man suddenly begged for mercy: "I surrender! I surrender to Alliance Lord Liu!"

The Sect Master of Panmen frowned, paused slightly, and said with a look of disgust, "Can't you vote later if you surrender?"