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"This Qiankun ring contains twenty quasi-holy-grade treasure medicines, 5000 million top-grade spirit stones, and twenty drops of heavenly spirit essence. I wonder if it is enough?"

Cang asked the saint and said.

"I'm sorry, but I haven't studied the inheritance of the alchemy great master, so I can't give it to you." The Qingshuang sage threw it back to the Qiankun ring.

"Sage Qingshuang, let me tell you the truth, we are going to decide on the inheritance of the alchemy master, and we must take it away today."

"Heh, it seems that Grandmaster Li is of great significance to the Hegemony Sheng Clan. You actually made you not hesitate to use saints to snatch it for him."

Saint Qingshuang couldn't help but look at Li Zongshi twice more.

Li Zongshi was proud when he heard this.

Tell you to snub me.

Now you know I'm great.

"Does it mean that if I don't hand it over, you will have to do it." Qingshuang Shengren said with a pretty face.

Cang asked the sage to ponder for a while, and then said: "Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, an incomparably powerful sage rhyme locked the Qingshuang sage, ready to strike at any time.

"Okay, what a domineering holy clan, he is really domineering, and if others don't give it to him, he will grab it. You are really lawless!"

Sage Qingshuang was very angry.

"In the Xuanwu domain, the domineering saints are the law and the sky!"

Cang Wen sage said domineeringly.

When this statement came out, everyone was lost.

Unexpectedly, the sage Cang Wen dared to say such a thing.

But if you think about it carefully, among the several saints in the Xuanwu domain, the overlord saint clan is the strongest, and the other party is really qualified to say that.

"It's not easy for you to cultivate to become a saint, so you should hand over the inheritance of the great master, so as not to make mistakes." Cang asked the saint continued.

Saint Qingshuang was extremely annoyed, "I want to see what you can do to me today!"

"Hmph, asking for trouble!" Saint Cang Wen raised his hand, condensing the sage's rhyme, and the majestic spiritual power turned into a huge fist and struck out!

This is the sage method of the domineering saint clan, the Huanghuang Zhentian Fist!

With one punch, it is like the mighty power of heaven!

Extremely domineering!

Seeing this, the Qingshuang sage raised his hand and slapped it.

The two Dao Yuns collided, and a roar burst out in the void!

The terrifying power caused the entire valley to be in turmoil.

Under this blow, Saint Qingshuang retreated several tens of feet, his body was shaken quite a bit, and his face turned pale.

On the other hand, the sage Cangwen stood proudly with a rainbow-like aura.

"Sage Qingshuang, although you and I are both saints, my accumulation in this realm is much stronger than yours. I am only two or three steps away from the Great Sage, while you are at least five steps away."

Cang Wen said proudly.

Hearing this, Qingshuang Saint was unwilling, but he had no way to refute. There was indeed a gap between her and the other party.

"Grandmaster Li, you persuaded the brave saint to snatch the inheritance of the great master, won't you be afraid of the ridicule of the entire alchemy world if it spreads?"

At this time, Gu Jiang stood up and said loudly.

He had just exchanged alchemy with Qingshuang sage, and he had a friendship in discussing the Tao. Seeing that the other party was being persecuted, he couldn't help but speak for him.

"Hmph, as long as you can become a grand master of Alchemy, one or two laughs are nothing." Master Li said coldly.

"You, an alchemist, dare to stand up, and you are considered courageous, but the saints do things, and you don't have the right to speak."

A cold light shot out from Saint Cang Wen's eyes, and a sage charm fell on Gu Jiang, making him kneel on the ground uncontrollably.

"Stop it, he is from Xuantianzong."

Sage Qingshuang suddenly shouted loudly.

Cang Wen, who originally raised his hand to deal with Gu Jiang, heard the words Xuantianzong, fear flashed across his eyes.

"Xuantianzong...is the man of that lunatic Chu Kuangren."

Chapter 221: Who Hurt You?

As soon as the words Xuantianzong came out, there seemed to be an inexplicable magic power, which made Saint Cangwen stop unconsciously.

He is afraid of Xuantianzong.

Even more afraid of that madman Chu who was rumored to have beheaded two saints!

"It is rumored that the madman Chu made a big fuss about the Murong family, destroyed the family tomb, and beheaded two saints and a young emperor because of a deposed disciple. This guy is a lunatic."

"There is no need to provoke such a lunatic."

Saint Cang Wen thought to himself.

But if he stopped at this point, it would appear that he was afraid of that madman Chu.

Thinking of this, he flicked his fingers, and blasted Gu Jiang's body with a force, blasting him out and hitting the mountain wall.

puff……

Gu Jiang spit out a big mouthful of blood, his face was pale, his chest was sunken, several bones were broken, and even his meridians were severely injured.

He couldn't even resist the power of the saint's snap of a finger.

The venerable is like an ant to a saint.

"I'll save face for Xuantianzong and save your life, but the death penalty is inevitable, so this blow is considered a small punishment."

Cang Wen said indifferently.

Gu Jiang felt like scolding his mother in his heart.

Slight punishment?

With this blow, he lost half his life.

And he just said something for Qingshuang sage, and in order not to offend the sage, he still said it to Li Zongshi.

Depend on.

It has long been heard that this domineering saint clan acts domineeringly.

But I didn't expect it to reach this point.

"Okay, Saint Qingshuang, don't waste my time, hand over the inheritance of the Great Master of Alchemy."

Cang asked the saint indifferently.

buzzing...

At this time, there was a strange fluctuation in the void in Clear Frost Valley.

In the depths of the valley, there was an incomparably majestic elixir rising into the sky, manifesting a golden auspicious cloud in the void.

Danxiang filled the air, sweeping a hundred miles around!

The medicinal herbs in the entire valley were trembling, as if they were jumping for joy, bursting out with a burst of vitality.

Above the sky, the sound of Dao reverberated in the golden auspicious clouds, and an incomparably mysterious Dao rhyme flowed, reaching the level of a saint.

The alchemists in Gu Zhong were shocked.

"This, Danyun of this scale is too terrifying."

"Saint Dao Yun, this is... Holy Pill!"

"Damn, someone is refining the holy elixir, and they succeeded. Isn't this something only alchemy masters can refine?"

"There is still a living alchemy master in this world?"

Everyone was horrified.

Grandmaster Li couldn't believe it, "Impossible, impossible, how can there be anyone in this world who can refine holy pills!"

Gu Jiang looked into the depths of the valley and smiled faintly: "This must be him. Apart from him, no one in the world has such abilities."

"No, look!"

The crowd exclaimed again.

Next to the incomparably majestic pill cloud in the sky, a large amount of pill energy suddenly condensed and turned into a pill cloud again!

Danyun is changing, again and again...

Nine red clouds formed soon.

Li Zongshi trembled all over, and his soul was about to go out of his body.

"Nine Pill Clouds, and this kind of sage's Dao Yun, this is the ninth-grade treasure pill in the holy realm!! How can it appear here? It's a pill that even the great masters may not be able to refine?!"

"Who is it, who is concocting alchemy!!"

Holy elixir, this is only refined by alchemy masters.

But the holy-level treasure pill, especially the ninth-grade holy-level treasure pill, even a great master may not be able to succeed!

For 10,000+ years, no one has ever heard of anyone successfully refining it.

Even if Grandmaster Li fully comprehended the Grandmaster inheritance of Qingshuang Saint, he would never be able to refine this kind of elixir!

All the alchemists were dumbfounded, some of them suspected that they were dreaming, and pinched themselves or other people's faces vigorously.

Nine majestic pill clouds with a diameter of thousands of feet were suspended in the air, and the terrifying pill energy permeated from hundreds of miles to thousands of miles!

The powerhouses in the entire Xuanwu domain felt something strange, and they all looked in the direction of Qingshuang Valley, their faces full of surprise and uncertainty.

"Has a saint been born?"

"No, this is... Pill Qi!"

"Holy pill, and it's a very high-level holy pill!"

"Hasn't the alchemy masters in this world already disappeared? Where did this new alchemy master come from?"

The powerhouses in the world, including the saints, were a little surprised.

In Clear Frost Valley.

Saint Qingshuang and Saint Cang Wen looked at the nine dan clouds with solemn eyes. The dao rhyme contained in the dan clouds actually made the two living saints feel pressure.

"What kind of alchemist is this?"

Cang asked the sage could not help but think.

"Fellow Daoist Chu has refined such a terrifying pill."

Sage Qingshuang knew that Madman Chu was making alchemy.

But he was also frightened, the pill cloud gradually dissipated, but all the alchemists were still immersed in the unspeakable shock.

"Quick, saint, grab the inheritance of the great master."

Master Li came back to his senses and said loudly.

After knowing that such a great master of alchemy still exists in this world, his desire to become a great master became stronger and stronger.

"Bring the inheritance of the great master." Cangwen sage didn't want to say more to Qingshuang sage, so he raised his hand and punched out.

The domineering sage rhyme locks on Qingshuang sage!

"If you want to seize the inheritance, you have to step on my corpse." Qingshuang Shengren is a woman who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, extremely stubborn.

She would rather die than succumb to the overlord saint clan.

He raised his hand and hit it with a palm, but was blasted back again!

Saint Cang Wen punched again!

But at this moment, an incomparably sharp sword rhyme erupted from the depths of the valley, and a purple sword light flew out like a meteor.

The sword light passed over Qingshuang Saint, blocking her punch.