Quarreling every day is said to be a show of affection

All the monsters could only watch helplessly as the robbery cloud above their heads became thicker and thicker, and gradually spread over the heads of the two of them. After a long time, accompanied by a few buzzing sounds, Jing Ling and Hao Tian got up at the same time.

The elixir that was about to form in the flame rushed left and right, and the white purple flame jumped three feet high, turning into a cage, locking the elixir inside tightly, not letting out a single bit.As the elixir began to condense, the thunderclouds above Jingling's head rolled more and more violently, thick and low, with ferocious and wild rumbles.

The young man in white was tall and tall, holding two crystal clear swords in his hands, looking at the tribulation thunder above his head, with a smile on his mouth, his fighting spirit was high.

At the same time, the man in the purple long gown on the North Peak also had a stern face, surprisingly calm. The two looked at each other from a distance, nodded at each other, and then waited for the thunderstorm above their heads to finish brewing.

Jing Ling knew that Haotian would be able to get through it easily.Perhaps he, who was once Haotian's best friend, would worry about him, but now, perhaps because he is really a tool, his heart can no longer beat for him.

At the foot of the mountain, Kong Lingyu, who had been sitting securely on the recliner, suddenly tensed his back, lowered his eyes halfway, and the red light in his eyes almost gushed out.

"Your Majesty, what's the problem?" Shuo Ming asked softly.

Kong Lingyu's narrow and long eyes flicked around, and after a while, he closed his eyes slightly, "Ah, I found a nasty little bug, just squeeze it to death later."

Shuo Ming scratched his head in doubt, and looked at Huai Lu, who rolled his eyes helplessly and refused to explain.

Kong Lingyu carefully observed the Tiger clan man on the North Peak with his spiritual sense, the light defense in his eyes became thicker, and he clenched his fist quietly.

The relationship between Ah Ling and that Haotian is definitely not a simple enemy relationship.

Based on his understanding of Jing Ling, when he was so indifferent, he could still show some disappointment. What must have happened to Haotian... Enmity?hatred? ……Affection?

Just now, the two looked at each other, as if they had a tacit understanding for thousands of years. It can't be formed overnight. The most important thing is that because A Ling is too cold-hearted now, no matter whether it is love or hate, there are few people who can love him. There are too many traces left in the heart lake.

All kinds of speculations came in his mind, but no matter what the real situation was, his intuition was already urging him: this son needs to be killed as soon as possible!Otherwise, you will be a strong enemy!

Although he doesn't know why, he has always been a man of action and trusts his intuition.

It seemed that he was in a bad mood, and his intuition told him that it must be Zhe Dong's fault that Jing Ling didn't go to him when he came back, but went to Zhe Dong first, so he shot first and beat Zhe Dong up.

It seemed that he was moved by Jing Ling, and his intuition told him that he would never meet such a person who both moved his heart and tolerated him again, so he took the lead in making the move and settled him down.

It was as if, his intuition told him that this person should not appear in front of him and Jing Ling, it would make both of them feel bad, and even something that would make him unhappy, so he decided: kill him he!

An imperceptible trace of crimson flashed in Kong Lingyu's long and narrow eyes, and the bloodthirsty aura disappeared in a flash.

Chu Qin, who used to be a leisurely decoration on Kong Lingyu's sleeves, immediately remained calm: "..." The little devil is about to go crazy again, he must be more honest recently, so as not to give him a reason to tear up his old lady by mistake, hehe...

On this side, Jing Ling didn't know about Kong Lingyu's entanglements and decisions. At this moment, the tribulation thunders above their heads had already been brewing one after another. In the action of absorbing and chopping thunderbolts in the field.

The Nine Trials of Thunder have passed, Haotian is in perfect order, and Jingling's white clothes are fluttering.

The thunder of the twenty-ninth calamity will disperse, Haotian is as calm as a bell, and Jingling is tall and jade.

The three-ninth calamity thunder dissipated, Haotian turned into its original form, and the tiger roared up, galloping up; the real fire in Jingling's hand flew, eating away the calamity thunder, and the more the calamity thunder was eaten away, the more intense the purple part of the flame .

The Thunder of the Four Nine Tribulations dissipated, Haotian's spirit remained undiminished, and Jingling's spirit was in full swing.

The five-ninth calamity thunder was about to stop, and the pills in the pill furnace in front of Haotian rushed left and right. Tian's intuition quickly condensed into round pills. When the pills were formed, the pill furnace opened abruptly, and the pills rushed to escape, but Haotian caught them at an extremely fast speed and put them into the pill bottle.

Even though the elixir was released only for a moment, the wanton fragrance still made all the monsters watching at the foot of the mountain want to breathe. When their bodies lightened, even the monster power circulating in their bodies showed signs of becoming more active and refined.

Even though the moment when the elixir was put into the elixir bottle was quite short, with their excellent eyesight, all the demons saw three circles of round and neat elixir lines on the elixir, and with the help of the five-nine elixir that just ended , this is clearly a bottle of Tier [-] top-grade pill.

Judging from the roundness and orderliness of his alchemy patterns, most of them are top-quality, which is already at the top level among third-rank alchemists.

Then, what about the other Jingling alchemist who claims to be a third-rank alchemist?

All the monsters looked over suspiciously and curiously, and they couldn't help but gasp when they saw it.

Because Jing Ling has never practiced hand tactics or opened a furnace to take pills from the beginning to the end. The reason why he has been silent all this time is because he just took out a stack of disks to choose from. Put up the spirit stone and throw it on the bottom of your feet...waiting for the next wave of tribulation thunder.

All the monsters looked up, isn't that the case? !

The calamity cloud above alchemist Jingling's head not only did not dissipate, but became more concentrated and thicker, it was twice as thick as the previous five-nine thundercloud.

He is already preparing for 46 pill calamities, entering the number of sixty-nine!

This shows that the grade of pills refined by alchemist Jingling has far surpassed the third-grade grade, and has entered the second-grade mark!

Jingling alchemist is actually a second-rank alchemist!

A second-grade alchemist who has not been recorded in the rumors at all!

In the demon world, because the demon cultivators are born careless and have no talent for alchemy, all alchemists are respected by the demon cultivators, but among them, those who can reach the second-rank alchemist realm, counting the entire demon world, are no more than five fingers. number.

Of course, there were originally six of them, and that was one of the only second-rank alchemists in their three continents.However, that second-grade alchemist Yao Huang, for some reason, provoked Yan Feng Yaojun's killer weapon, and was chopped up a few years ago!

Originally, all the monsters could only say a few words about Yan Feng. After all, that alchemist offended too many people, and Yan Feng's demon king's talent was too terrifying, but when you think about it in your spare time, your heart aches. And what a pity, it's easy to raise a second-rank alchemist in the water and soil of the demon world!

However, not long after the heartache from last time, their demon world suddenly suddenly appeared, and another second-rank alchemist sprang out, how surprised the demons were!

No wonder he can make alchemy without a pill furnace, no wonder his refining technique is so leisurely and rhythmic, no wonder...all his partners are betting on Jingling alchemist, and put on a formation that is impossible to lose (heavy fog) ...It turned out that it originated from this.

The big demon with a flexible mind has already started to sneak a look at Huo Jin's alchemist's face, wanting to see what the demon emperor, who has just become the only second-rank alchemist in Sanzhou for a few years, will look like now.

However, Huo Jin's cover-up skills are not something they can easily see through. From the beginning to the end, they can only see Huo Jin's laziness before, straightening up and looking at the Nanfeng in relief.

In fact, at this moment, even though Huo Jin was so angry that he wanted to wave his sleeves and leave immediately, he had to endure it.Because at such an important moment, he must not be too embarrassing and lose his demeanor. After all, he is not Yao Huang's idiot who likes to offend people everywhere and leave jokes everywhere. He has always cherished his reputation.

On the South Peak, Jing Ling sat leisurely among the defensive arrays. When Jie Lei broke one set, he replaced it with another set. After a while, all eighteen sets of arrays in his hand had been used up, and everyone in the mountain descended. The demon bared her teeth in distress.

Although they don't know the grade and quality of the pills from both sides, as long as Jing Ling successfully survives the pill disaster, he can be sure of winning.

When the last thunderbolt was left, Jing Ling Fang Shi suddenly stood up, swept away the broken debris on the ground with a wave of his sleeves, took out his two swords, and exuded an unmatched momentum around his body.As an alchemist and weapon master, he has become more proficient in dealing with Jielei, so he has no fear at this moment.

The long wind was strong, and a bucket-thick thunderbolt suddenly descended from the red thunder cloud. With the fierce force that seemed to wish to destroy the entire alchemy furnace, it slashed hard at Jingling's alchemy furnace with lightning speed. Come.

Facing the power of the robbery cloud above his head, Jing Ling was not afraid at all. His body suddenly flew into the air, his swords crossed, and he slashed at Jielei's waist.

"Boom!"

Jie Lei collided with the two swords, and after a while, it was finally difficult to resist the remaining power of the two swords, they burst and disappeared, turning into a piece of red thunder and disappearing in the white and purple flames around Jingling.

Even though the crimson robbery cloud was unwilling, it disappeared within a few breaths, leaving only the bright sun above the head.

At this moment, a fresh and elegant fragrance suddenly appeared between the mountain peaks and valleys, like a seductive young woman, seducing everyone's sense of smell, making people feel weak, and in a trance, as if they saw the ancestors in their own memory. The figure, experiencing what the ancestors experienced in their time.

But because it is too vague, it seems to be covered with a thin layer of mist, making people scratch their heads and scratch their lungs, unable to get a glimpse of what's going on.

The black big-headed chicken who was the first to struggle out of the illusion immediately grasped the source after being stunned. He looked up at the young man in white who was sitting cross-legged on the Nanfeng Peak, as if he had fallen into some kind of illusion, and murmured: "My mother! What kind of elixir is Jingling alchemist refining? Not only does he have to go through six or nine alchemy kalpas, but he also has to go through the last stage of the heart magic illusion. If he can’t survive this, then the previous six or nine alchemy kalpas will be in vain, won’t he?”

Another bird monster nodded cooperatively: "There are still a bunch of formation disks, isn't it because they were hacked in vain?"

Du Qianqian rolled her eyes: "What nonsense? Thinking about the bet you bet just now, is it appropriate to be so pessimistic at this time?"

The two demons looked at each other, clapped their hands, and suddenly became extremely excited: "Bet, bet, bet! This is a big fortune!"

Du Qianqian glanced at Zhe Dong, who had been extremely calm from beginning to end, and the shard of the alchemy furnace in his hand with a strange look, and took two steps back calmly: The rumored rural bird monster is really like their lord, Not reliable.