Miss Feng Wu, the female alchemy goddess, is busy refining alchemy

Feng Yunzhao stared at him intently, not knowing what he wanted to do. She glanced in the direction of her brother and noticed that his breath was getting weaker and weaker.

If she continued like this, her life would be in danger. She felt a little anxious, but the demon cultivator followed her line of sight and noticed something strange.

"It turns out you are here to find someone, don't worry you will meet him at the altar soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw him taking action directly. The complicated gestures formed formations so fast that Feng Yunzhao could not see them clearly.

All he could see was the black energy lingering around him, a faint pink glow in the air, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger.

The round altar actually opened a black gap and slowly rose up to a small stone platform, on which sat a young man with a delicate face.

With his eyes closed and his head tilted to one side, he looked like a corpse. Sitting there alone, he must have been the one chosen to seize the body.

The young man was directly picked up by the demon cultivator and tied to the vacant pillar. Feng Yunzhao was not idle and went to rescue his younger brother.

But the iron chain was difficult to open and wasted time. The old man had already completed his movements and grabbed her.

She panicked and dodged, but the old man was too fast. He grabbed her shoulder and immediately felt as if her bones were broken.

He tried his best to strike out a palm, but the old man easily dodged the flames on his palm, but Feng Yunzhao was able to escape from his clutches.

She flew outside the altar and gasped, looking at the demon cultivator. However, the other party took the time to see that she was not in a hurry, as if she was teasing a spiritual beast.

"I advise you to stay calm and avoid suffering! Your cultivation is still too weak."

The contemptuous look in his eyes when he spoke made Feng Yunzhao hate his own cultivation for the first time. This feeling of powerlessness was really hopeless.

"What on earth do you want to do? What did you do to my brother?"

Feng Yunzhao deliberately delayed time to learn about his brother's situation. The demon cultivator did not rush to look at the sky above his head and said to her:

"It's still early, but I can chat with you. Your brother is not dead yet, but he will be soon. I will use them to activate the formation to sacrifice to the devil, and then I can complete the last step and be reborn. Hahahaha."

I don't know if he felt that he was sure of it this time, but he looked excited, as if he was just one step away from victory.

"You want to seize the body? The laws of heaven will not let you go."

"Hahaha, can't the way of heaven be deceived? Your body is just right for me. I checked your mental strength just now when I grabbed your shoulder."

He looked very satisfied when he spoke, which really made Feng Yunzhao feel depressed. Because this was a forbidden area of ​​the sect, there was no one who could save his life.

"You were also responsible for what happened in the secret realm this time?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to think and just shook his head.

"That's not true, but I generally know the reason for the secret realm you mentioned." He looked deep in thought when he spoke.

"Baby, you have too many questions. The time is almost up and it's time to end."

Speaking of attacking him, Feng Yunzhao took this opportunity to frantically replenish himself with a handful of elixirs. Qingluan also sensed her crisis and woke up.

"Master, what's going on?"

It senses the rapid passage of spiritual power in the master's body and the fierce battle with people. The opponent's strength is very powerful, even if he is not a match now.

I began to feel anxious in my heart, and kept jumping nervously in the space.

"Master, burn him with divine fire."

Feng Yunzhao wanted to vomit blood when she heard its sound. Didn't she want to? She didn't have any extra spiritual power to deal with this old man. If the divine fire couldn't burn him to death, he would be in great danger.

Qingluan quickly made suggestions for his master.

"Master, you only need to give me two breaths, and I will try it with the divine fire of my body."

Now Feng Yunzhao was on the verge of danger. She couldn't help it when several spiritual weapons and treasures were thrown and exploded.

However, she was slapped away by the angry old man. She felt that her sternum was broken, and she fell to the ground with a mist of blood spurting out of her mouth.

She watched the old man slowly walk towards her, like a victorious lion walking towards its prey.

At this moment, she threw out all the explosive pills. Qingluan's body appeared and directly released all the flames.

In an instant, the sky in this area turned fiery red, and the entire distance of a hundred meters around the altar was shrouded in firelight.

Her vision was blurry but she still stared in the direction of the old man, holding her last bargaining chip in her hand.

Fortunately, men's roars and screams could be heard in the fire.

"You actually have divine fire? Ah... my eyes." Qingluan took advantage of the chaos and burned the old man's eyes.

The demon cultivator's body exuded strong demonic energy and was burned by the divine fire, but when he tried to extinguish it, it became even more powerful.

But the god-transformation monk still had the strength to deal with her, and the old man's arm, which was burning with divine fire, was groping in her direction to catch her.

Feng Yunzhao swallowed a bottle of elixir and tried his best to stand up and move towards the altar.

Feng Yunfei was still chained to the pillar of the altar, and the flames on his body had burned all his clothes clean and his skin began to turn slightly red.

Fortunately, he had the aura of divine fire left behind in his body, and it was not burned too badly.

Turning around to look at the cave behind him, the fire had spread to the point where the flames would burn violently wherever there was demonic energy in the cave.

The pink stone wall and ground were instantly ignited, and the entire cave turned red, with traces of black liquid flowing from the stone wall.

An unknown black liquid also began to flow out of the altar. Feng Yunzhao knelt down and took a closer look and determined that it was actually a magic crystal refining.

The surface of the liquid also began to burn, and the color of the liquid also became lighter. The old man finally couldn't bear the scorching heat of the divine fire and collapsed on the ground.

The demonic energy on her body was getting weaker and weaker. After Feng Yunzhao's physical strength recovered a little, she began to think of ways to open the iron chain.

Unexpectedly, the iron chain showed signs of melting when the divine fire burned it. She looked excitedly and remembered that there was a divine weapon in her space, so she took out a sword and slashed at the iron chain.

The iron chain was cut off in just one stroke. She looked at her hand blankly. Was it so simple? What was I struggling with just now? Why didn't I think of it earlier?

She was so stupid that she would forget to think when she was in a panic, and now she also had a weakness.

He supported Feng Yunfei and carefully checked his pulse and explored his body. Except for a small amount of demonic energy, he found nothing else and felt a little relieved.

My brother must have fallen into a coma due to loss of strength? Now is not the time to think here, you need to escape quickly.

But she herself was seriously injured, and while she was thinking, the demon cultivator on the ground suddenly jumped up and attacked her, because Feng Yunfei, who was supporting Feng Yunfei, could not avoid being pierced through the abdomen with his sword.

Severe pain quickly spread throughout his body. He endured the pain and raised his foot to kick the demon cultivator off the stage. Finally, he could no longer hold on and fell to his knees.