Dragon Blood and Martial Soul

"Shoot!"

The twenty-odd alchemists knew at this moment that they had no other way to go. They had no other way to go. They could only get out of this dream by joining hands. Only in this way could they deal with Chu Qianye.

Hilltop Square.

The Medicine League, the Alchemy Guild, and all the alchemists sitting cross-legged, the soul power at the center of the eyebrows is like a giant dragon, filled with madness.

But within the dreamland, more than 20 alchemists, the power of their souls, swayed crazily, and their aura rose little by little.

Chu Qianye's pupils suddenly shot a sharp light.

"You want to break this dream?"

Chu Qianye put away the battle sword, did not intend to do dual purposes, but scanned all the alchemists, his eyes rested on everyone's face, his speech was rather calm, and there was no sign of panic, which made Xing Yue heal Qingning and the others all have a bad feeling, it is really unbelievable, this is, how can this guy be so calm? It's too calm!

Although I don't know what medicine Chu Qianye sells in this gourd, this feeling is very bad.

"Kill!" Qing Ning took the lead, flashing in his palm, and the perception of the soul condensed a long knife with a hideous face.

Hum!

A terrifying breath burst out from his body, and his figure rushed out to Chu Qianye in vain, and the long knife slashed towards Chu Qianye.

Others also started.

The terrifying soul aura surging on the top of the mountain, and the terrifying energy shook the mountain top with layers of cracks.

"Haha, everyone continue to take action, and this dream is about to be broken!" Song Yu saw this, and the light in his eyes flickered and said excitedly, and the faces of other alchemists also showed a touch of excitement.

Chu Qianye's heart moved, and his figure quickly retreated twenty feet back, while the power of the soul continued to buzz and vibrate at the center of his body's eyebrows, and continued to diffuse to the mountain square.

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To everyone's surprise, Chu Qianye's hands were still recording the medicinal materials!

"My God, what's the situation? Isn't it creating a dream?"

"His uncle, this kid has a dual purpose with one mind, and he has no one in a million talent!"

"Ashamed, you can still operate like this, aren't the people in the Medicine League and Pill Refining Guild be miserable?"

"smart!"

Seeing this, Yao Lao was in a daze.

"what happened?"

Nie Guxing almost vomited blood. Chu Qianye was doing dual purposes. He had already seen it once during the Chiyun Dynasty. He didn’t expect this kid to be so terrifying. Everyone in pitted in, while recording the medicinal materials outside by themselves, what a chicken thief this is!

"Hey, this guy, I guess the people in the Alchemy Guild and the Medicine League don't know it yet." Zhang Ruoxuan laughed and said, "He also has a great martial arts talent."

Lin Wan'er also showed a slight smile.

Mo Shang almost fell over.

Uncle, he bet all the merit points out. If Chu Qianye enters the third round, then he will suffer a heavy loss. It would be great that those merit points can be recovered in half.

"Haha, this kid is good, dual-purpose martial arts talent." Liang Shisan smiled enviously.

This sentence sounds very harsh in the ears of Gu Wanhe and Wu Danfeng. Their people are still in the dreamland created by Chu Qianye, and they can't come out. This time passed by, only Thirty minutes, if they haven't come out yet, doesn't it mean that the members of the Alchemy Guild and the Medicine League will be eliminated?

Thinking of this possibility, both of them secretly squeezed a sweat.

The pill alchemists who had previously disregarded Chu Qianye were also shocked at this moment.

Chu Qianye didn't use them at all. There were more than 20 people from the Pill Refining Guild and Medicine League, and among them there were good pill refining talents!

And he is still memorizing medicinal materials. They really can't learn or possess such a talent.

Thinking about it now, they finally understood why Liang Shisan said that. The young man in the black robe was indeed the best candidate to win the title of King Zhundan.

The people in the dream have no idea what is happening outside, their perception is trapped in it, and they are unaware of what is happening outside!

"Come on, let me see your strength."

Chu Qianye's black robe danced wildly, and the sword in his palm burst out with a cold glow, straight into the sky, the sword breathed like thunder, resounding through the world!

"Take action, don't be afraid!" Qingning said in a deep voice, "Here, you can't die, don't hesitate!"

Many alchemists, the power of the soul diffused out, the sword madly slashed towards Chu Qianye, and Chu Qianye slashed out.

Bang!

The blood was abolished little by little from him, and a little bit of pain gathered from his body.

In Chu Qianye's martial arts heart palace, the purple aura suddenly followed his forehead, rushing out in vain, and then gathered in his perception.

boom!

Purple energy filled Chu Qianye's body, and his eyes suddenly felt a little trance, and he entered another dream.

A dream in a dream!

This is the most rare case.

"Fortunately, the purple aura covers up my breath, otherwise the Emperor Zhenyao will definitely discover my existence."

Chu Qianye opened his eyes, and what was floating in front of him was still the Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, the sword spirit that called him, my king, appeared again!

"My king, you should have a lot of questions now. This is understandable, but there is not much time left for me. This grand purple qi will soon return to that green copper. I will first know what I know. Tell you, you will ask me if you have any questions."

The sword spirit turned into a woman, breathtakingly beautiful.

The whole face is meticulous and beautiful, so refined, there is almost no smell of human fireworks.

She is wearing a white blouse and a white pleated skirt. Standing quietly between the heaven and the earth, dignified and noble, quiet and elegant, like a budding lotus, slender and dust-free.

Chu Qianye nodded gently.

The woman in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar, and the name Chu Beixuan seemed to him a very distant memory, as far as tens of thousands of years.

"My king, your name is Chu Beixuan, you are the strongest **** emperor in the gods, and you dominate the vast gods, but you are harmed by your beloved, and your soul is reincarnated. At the beginning, you occasionally got the mysterious yellow and purple energy and entered the eternal gods. , Originally wanted to participate in good fortune, in order to break through the fate, but later betrayed by the Empress Zhenyao, you were wounded and fought fiercely, and eventually lost to death, enter the reincarnation." The woman stared at Chu Qianye, said.

"The current Empress Zhenyao dominates the entire divine realm, and there are statues of her everywhere. Later, I went back to look for the master, but things have already moved there. I was spotted by the Empress Zhenyao and was chased to another great world. After five thousand years of ups and downs, I felt the master's faint breath later."

Chu Qianye looked surprised.

He seemed to have listened to the heavenly book.

"Master, your memory has not yet awakened. When your memory recovers a little bit, you will understand what I mean. If you have any questions, just ask me. If I think I can tell you, I will tell you. "The woman said.

"What's your name?" Chu Qianye asked.

The woman's expression was startled, she didn't expect Chu Qianye to ask this.

"Zi Yue." The woman said, "It's the name the master gave to me."

"Zi Yue, a good name." Chu Qianye nodded gently.

"Master, don't you have anything to ask me?" Zi Yue blinked and asked.

Chu Qianye gently shook his head.

"Didn't you also say it, wait for my memory to wake up. I know my strength, knowing too much will not help."

A memory that did not belong to him suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was a vast square, and a majestic statue of the Empress stood in the center.

The Empress Zhenyao-dominates the world, and the youth will never die.

Such a sentence was engraved on the stone foundation.

I don't know why, Chu Qianye felt like he was standing in front of this statue, looking at the empress, a flame of hatred ignited in his heart.

When my memory of Chu Beixuan wakes up, dare to call the empress to Huangquan!