However, in front of the Evil Dragon Supreme, they had no power to resist.

Even if they knew it was a failure, they still had to bite the bullet. People are like this. When facing death, they will try hard to live one more breath, even if they know that there is little hope.

These alchemists stepped forward one by one, pursuing this almost impossible task. They worked hard to refine the Blood God Pill of Creation first.

Yang Chen was filled with curiosity.

What does this demon god Tianzun want to do?

The powerful God King was prepared as a sacrifice, and it seemed that it was not just this group of powerful God King who also wanted to refine such a terrifying and high-level elixir. Yang Chen didn't think that the Demon God Tianzun had no agenda at all.

He was curious. What has to be mentioned is that as time goes by, more and more of this alchemist is dying, and he is almost here.

Failure means death.

Yang Chen clearly remembered that there were more than a dozen alchemists standing in front of him, but now, there were only two people left.

One is Saint Yueqin, and the other is also a highly respected great alchemist. I don’t know how he was abducted here.

Although this highly respected great alchemist has a high level of alchemy, it is obvious that he has not yet reached the point where he can refine the blood-transforming divine elixir.

Now, even though he was calm at first, when the matter came to him, he still started to tremble all over.

Finally, he sighed and went up.

Once, failed, twice still failed.

The second time, the final result remains the same.

This highly respected great alchemist ended up being shot to death on the spot just like everyone else. There was nothing special about it.

Seeing such a scene, even Yang Chen had to clench his fists.

"It's your turn." The Evil Dragon Supreme pointed at Saint Yueqin.

Saint Yueqin's delicate body trembled, she glanced at Yang Chen, and finally bit her lip, planning to go up.

At this time, Yang Chen suddenly grabbed Saint Yueqin and said, "If you can't refine this Blood God Pill, I will do it."

Hearing this, Saint Yueqin's face turned pale: "You, aren't you going to die?"

Yang Chen didn't say much. He promised Baiyin Supreme that he wouldn't let Saint Yueqin lose a single hair, so he wouldn't break his promise.

If you were to refine this elixir at Saintess Yueqin's level, you would definitely die in the end, without even thinking about it. As for him, there is no difference between refining this elixir earlier and later.

Most of it is just learning from other people’s failed refining experiences.

But now, he felt that he had absorbed almost all.

"Hmph, the relationship between you two is as good as before. But hey, I probably won't let you be a pair of hard-fucked mandarin ducks. It would be a pity for a beautiful woman like Saint Yueqin to die." The Evil Dragon Supreme smiled ferociously.

Yang Chen's face turned cold, but he knew that it was pointless to talk too much with the Evil Dragon Supreme, so he took a step forward and came to the alchemy furnace.

Everything depends on whether the Creation Blood God Pill can be refined.

However, he did not refine it immediately, but pretended to select the materials.

If the refining fails, there is no doubt that you will die.

But if the refining is successful, you won’t die? Yang Chen doesn't think so. I'm afraid that the consequences of successful refining will not be any better than if the refining fails.

In the eyes of the Purgatory disciples, what is more precious is the profit value. Without the use value, then the final result is death?

Thinking of this, Yang Chen couldn't help but change his mind.

Since helping to refine the Blood God Pill may not bring any benefits, why should he refine the Blood God Pill?

This question lingered in his mind, but Yang Chen didn't have much time to think about it. He knew that no matter what, he had to refine the Creation Blood God Pill first.

Everything after that will have to wait until it is refined before we are qualified to speak about it.

Yang Chen took a deep breath, took out the materials, threw them directly into the furnace, and then used the source of the strange fire to coordinate the combustion and start refining in one go.

Just now, Yang Chen had been observing, observing the failures of the five evil pill masters, and observing the failures of everyone, thus simulating many scenes and steps for his own refining.

Hard work paid off, and his alchemy talent brought him great convenience at this time.

In addition, because he had refined the Nine Nether Immortal Pill, Yang Chen thought he had good control over the early rhythm. As long as he continues like this, he will not fail in refining the Blood God Pill.

However, the most difficult part is the subsequent refining. The later it comes to condensing the elixir, the more complicated the refining steps become. If one step fails, the rhythm will definitely get out of control.

Everyone was surprised that Yang Chen's alchemy skills were so good at such a young age.

But it's a pity.

Even Yang Chen can't help but fail every step, especially when he comes into contact with this kind of elixir for the first time.

Yang Chen didn't control the steps of the last stage well, so he had no choice but to fail. In the end, the rhythm was completely messed up and he collapsed.

Destroy the furnace.

This is also the terrifying part of the Creation Blood God Pill. If you don't control every step of other pills well, it may be because the quality of the pill is not good, etc., but it will not directly destroy the furnace and fail.

But this Blood God Pill, if one step is wrong, the furnace will be destroyed immediately. There is no possibility of recovery, which is quite terrifying.

"Failed." Qin Fangxin and Saint Yueqin held each other's hands and bit their lips, both of them extremely worried.

Yang Chen also became more and more nervous, stared at the alchemy furnace, and started the second refining.

He didn't want to push himself to the last chance of refining. The second time, he must succeed.

Yang Chen devoted himself wholeheartedly to the refining. He worked hard to make every detail and every step perfect and controlled it very well.

Soon, it was time to reach the last step. The closer he got to the step where he failed, the more uneasy and nervous Yang Chen became, so much so that his concentration reached the extreme, but in the end he still...

Bang, destroy the furnace again!

Failure, failure again.

Saint Yueqin's nervous eyes filled with tears, and she couldn't bear to watch anymore. So many great alchemists have failed to create the Blood God Pill. Even though she believed that Yang Chen was very capable, she didn't think that Yang Chen could refine this pill.

The fact is that Yang Chen has already failed twice.

Another time, Yang Chen wanted to leave her.

Yang Chen was also sweating nervously at this moment. He was analyzing and thinking again. Why do we always fail when we reach that step?

He was obviously very careful, but the key was not the way he refined it, but his understanding.

There was something wrong with his understanding.

Thinking of this, Yang Chen took out the pill prescription again and took a careful look.

Looking at it this way, Yang Chen really noticed the mystery.

"I see, it turns out there is a mistake here." Yang Chen took a deep breath: "This elixir is called the Creation Blood God Pill. Looking at the name, everyone thinks that creation is very important, but they ignore the word Blood God."