Supreme Martial Artist

The man was grateful and explained to him: "In this Wandan Mausoleum, tens of thousands of alchemists are buried."

"However, I heard that the lowest level five alchemists in the periphery are not simple!"

"There have been several people who have received the inheritance, and one of them even possesses the Five Fire Melting Pill Technique!"

"If you can get this inheritance, its value will not be lower than the inheritance of the alchemy masters in the center!"

Because of this, Ye Xinghe deliberately answered incorrectly, and then got the opportunity to explore from the outside.

As for Master Na Lu, it was just a small provocation that he used temporarily.

While thinking about it, Ye Xinghe activated the Divine Gang and raised his hand to press on the stone tablet.

After a breath, he sighed and shook his head: "The art of melting fire is just a low-level secret art."

He withdrew his palm and continued forward.

He never let go of any stone tablet wherever he passed.

Even if he was left far behind, Ye Xinghe didn't care at all.

As long as there is one chance in ten thousand, he will never allow himself to miss it! Otherwise, Ye Xinghe, the daughter of Lingxi, shook her head vigorously and threw away the distracting thoughts in her heart.

He came to a stone tablet and reached out to press it.

"Five Fire Melting Pill Technique!"

After a moment, Ye Xinghe looked happy and laughed: "Yes, that's it!"

Only by mastering the five-fire elixir melting technique can one refine the nine-turn soul-returning elixir! But after a moment, the smile on his face slowly faded, he frowned and murmured: "Unfortunately, this Five Fires Melting Pill Technique is just the first part."

"But this alchemist named Mucheng mentioned the origin of this secret technique."

"Perhaps there is a turning point!"

It was mentioned in the stele that this Five Fire Alchemy Fusion Technique came from a secret realm of the Alchemy Sect.

And this Mucheng died at the hands of a ninth-grade alchemist.

That man's name was Zhou Wu, and he came from the Dayan Dynasty.

If Ye Xinghe guessed correctly, Zhou Wu must be buried in the center of the Wandan Mausoleum! After all, only alchemists of grade seven or above are qualified to be buried in the center.

Ye Xinghe clenched his fists and vowed: "Lingxi, don't worry!"

"Brother will be able to revive you soon!"

However, a sneer sounded suddenly.

"You'd better worry about yourself first!"

Ye Xinghe suddenly turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw several men in white robes, surrounding them with real ferocious smiles.

The speaker was a young man in his early twenties with long red hair, which was extremely conspicuous.

The red-haired young man stared at Ye Xinghe and said with a ferocious smile: "You little bastard, we are really enemies of each other!"

"In the last round, you caused four of us brothers to give wrong answers, and they were buried in the place where these losers were buried."

"As compensation, your life and your alchemy skills will belong to us!"

He waved his hand, and the remaining three people pressed forward with fierce faces.

"You're only at the fourth level of the Spiritual Lake Realm, but you want to kill me?"

Ye Xinghe looked at the few people lightly and chuckled: "You deserve it too!"

Before he finished speaking, his body shook, and a majestic momentum surged out! Condensing momentum becomes reality! The monstrous force of the sky condensed into an angry sea and crashed down! The expressions of the three people all changed, they were shocked and horrified! The heavy momentum was like a mountain, and the three of them fell to their knees, unable to move! The red-haired young man also knelt down with a thud.

His face was filled with fear, and he begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "Master Ye Ye, I was wrong!"

"It's because I don't have eyesight. I shouldn't have come to you. Please let me go!"

The other three people agreed, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

The banging sound is endless.

Ye Xinghe's eyes flashed with cold light, and he shouted softly: "I have something urgent now, so I won't argue with you!"

"If there is a next time, don't take your lives! Get out of here!"

"Thank you for not killing me, young master! We will definitely remember it!"

Several people suddenly became happy, got up in embarrassment, turned around and ran away.

Ye Xinghe didn't even look at the people, turned around and jumped into the air, heading straight for Zhou Wu's tomb.

Half an hour later, Ye Xinghe stepped into the central area and began to slow down his search.

Wherever he passed, the people buried were all seventh-grade alchemists.

Ye Xinghe raised his hand and pressed it on the stone tablet beside him.

Immediately afterwards, the divine energy surged in his palm, and a purple cloud was drawn out from the stone tablet.

The clouds and mist condensed and turned into a crystal the size of a pebble.

In this crystal, the inheritance of this alchemist is recorded, and a ray of soul power is hidden.

She kept struggling, as if trying to break free from his grasp and escape from here.

Ye Xinghe put away the crystal and murmured: "The soul power hidden in it actually has the consciousness of resistance."

"The soul power left by those eighth-grade alchemists will be even more powerful." He thought to himself as he came to the second stone tablet and took out the inheritance.

Along the way, Ye Xinghe received more than thirty kinds of inheritance.

But time was tight and he didn't have time to comprehend it, so he threw it into the space ring.

The deeper you go, the rarer the inheritance controlled by these alchemists becomes.

Soon, he came across the tombstone of the eighth-grade alchemist.

Just when he was about to collect the inheritance, a sudden change occurred! Boom! The earth trembled, and the entire mausoleum shook! Ye Xinghe suddenly frowned and turned to look at the place where the vibration came from.

I saw a terrifying wave of soul power coming from the pitch-black tower in the middle of the mausoleum.

A roar shook the world! "Ants, I will use the Five Fire Alchemy Melting Technique to refine you and become the nourishment for my resurrection!"

This voice was extremely weird, as if more than a dozen people were speaking at the same time! "Five Fire Melting Pill Technique?"

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe exclaimed: "Could it be that he is Zhou Wu!"

The next chapter of the Art of Blood Soul Rebirth is right around the corner! Ye Xinghe performed the Heaven-defying Crazy Dragon Step, transformed into a dragon, rose through the air, and headed towards the pitch-black tower! At this time, in the tower.

A ferocious evil spirit composed of the soul power of more than a dozen people roared crazily! The roar was mixed with soul power, causing ripples in circles.

Everyone in the tower was shaken, bleeding from all the orifices, and screaming in agony! In the crowd, Master Lu endured the severe pain and shouted: "Do you really think I can't deal with you?"

He waved his hand, and a golden bell the size of a head appeared in front of him.

A sixth-grade treasure, the Demon-Suppressing Yue Ling! Master Lu condensed the divine power and struck the bell with one palm.

Just listen to the sound of jingling bells, making ripples in circles and spreading out.

When the evil spirit heard this voice, it felt as if it had been severely injured and screamed in pain! The soul power in the body surged out, condensed into several translucent ice cones, and shot towards Master Lu's chest! Master Lu was shocked, grabbed the bell, and held it in front of him! when! There was a crisp sound, and cracks were all over the bell! Then, it broke into countless pieces and scattered on the ground.

Master Lu vomited blood and flew backwards.

With a bang, a huge pillar was broken at the waist, and the breath disappeared completely.

The evil spirit broke free from its restraints and stared at the people in the tower with dozens of pairs of red eyes.

Suddenly, everyone felt as cold as if they had fallen into an ice cave! All hope is lost! "It's over! Once Master Lu dies, no one can be the opponent of this evil spirit!"

"The bell is also broken, what should we do?"