Supreme Martial Artist

The body of Ghost Pill Evil Emperor was swaying in the air, and his face was constantly changing and distorting due to excitement.

"Boy, take them away. You must take them all away. If you leave even one behind, you can't forgive me!"

Guidan's rapid and incoherent voice floated in the air.

The devilish aura in his eyes was like a gangster raiding the village! The elixirs that can be refined from these herbs are simply unimaginable, enough to drive countless alchemists crazy.

Ye Xinghe nodded, naturally he would not let go of this great opportunity.

He had not dabbled in these herbs before, and refining just one of them would allow him to step into the second level of the spiritual alchemist.

"This place may have been the work of an Alchemy Emperor during the ancient battlefield of gods and demons!"

After being excited, Ghost Pill Evil Emperor closed his eyes and felt the rich herbal scent before speaking again.

Ye Xinghe's expression was slightly startled, and he asked in confusion: "He is actually as powerful as Master."

The Ghost Pill Evil Emperor laughed at himself and shook his head: "I'm just a fake emperor. Compared with the real emperor, the gap shouldn't be too big."

"Um?"

Ye Xinghe wanted to ask again, but Ghost Pill Evil Emperor interrupted him directly and looked into the distance.

"What a powerful aura, Mr. Ye, I feel the existence of the immortal weapon, it's right there!"

"You go and try to conquer it. If you feel in danger, just quit!"

Ghost Pill Evil Emperor's expression was solemn, and he gave special instructions at the end.

Ye Xinghe's expression was slightly stern. On one side of the sinkhole, in the endless darkness, there was a bright white light.

The white light is looming, and there seems to be the roar of the avenue.

When the Heavenly Eye Soul was opened, Ye Xinghe looked horrified and couldn't help but retreat a few steps.

The moment the Heavenly Eye Soul was opened, the immortal weapon seemed to have its own consciousness, and it actually noticed something strange here.

A dazzling light suddenly emitted, a white light mixed with unparalleled morality, piercing straight towards it like a sharp sword.

"No matter what you are, you must be conquered today!"

Ye Xinghe took one step forward and walked straight into the darkness.

It’s actually an alchemy furnace! Ye Xinghe came closer, secretly horrified.

This alchemy furnace is suspended in the air, only the size of a palm, and the body of the cauldron rotates slowly.

It is engraved with spiritual patterns! Every spiritual pattern is glowing with golden light, which Ye Xinghe cannot penetrate.

"Conquer!"

Ye Xinghe observed for a moment, shouted loudly, and fired several spells from his hand, directly wrapping the alchemy cauldron in the air.

"You are a little piece of trash who is a third-level wandering virtual realm and a first-level spiritual alchemist, but you still want to conquer me!"

Suddenly, Danding spoke, and a cloud of white mist rose above Danding.

In the white mist, stood a child of four or five years old, his immature face full of disdain and contempt.

Ye Xinghe's head was full of black lines, and he was actually despised by a little kid.

"Little guy, you have been here for tens of thousands of years, and you don't want to see the outside world with me?"

Ye Xinghe opened his mouth, and seeing that the other party was young, he began to use words to seduce him.

"Humph, don't think you want to lie to me when I'm young, I have survived in this world for hundreds of thousands of years!"

When the Alchemy Spirit spoke, he pouted his lips and looked wary.

Ye Xinghe looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but want to go up and pinch the little guy's plump face.

"There are a lot of delicious, drinkable and fun things outside, including candied haws..." "Okay!"

Ye Xinghe just said three words, but the little kid's eyes lit up and he agreed without hesitation.

Uh... The weapon spirit was so refreshing that Ye Xinghe didn't know how to answer it.

boom! The elixir cauldron sank into Ye Xinghe's Dao Palace, and the dragon-patterned purple-gold cauldron's soul let out a roar.

The alchemy cauldron also roared, its golden light dazzling, echoing the white light emitting from the dragon-patterned purple gold cauldron.

There was a certain tacit understanding and resonance between the two! Boom boom boom! The sound of thunder continued to flash in the Taoist Palace.

The Wulingtian Mars Pattern Cauldron hiding in the corner was trembling at this moment, dimmed against the backdrop of the Alchemy Cauldron.

call! With a sound of storm, the Wulingtian Mars Pattern Cauldron was instantly lifted up by an invisible force.

The four spirit beasts on it seemed to have received some kind of response, and separated directly from the cauldron, appearing on another alchemy cauldron.

At the moment when the four spirit beasts of the Wulingtian Mars Pattern Cauldron were pulled away, the light of the cauldron dimmed instantly.

Ye Xinghe directly broke through the first-level spiritual alchemist and entered the second-level realm.

"The Ancient Battlefield of Gods and Demons is not just a place of opportunity. We must go out and look for it as soon as possible!"

After conquering the alchemy cauldron, Ye Xinghe didn't hesitate and returned directly.

As soon as they arrived at the center of the tiankeng, a group of people walked towards them. They burst out laughing when they saw Ye Xinghe.

"Ye Xinghe, we are really enemies.

Let me see where else can you escape? "

"Elder brother, there are still aura fluctuations here, the baby must have been taken away by him."

"Ye Xinghe, hand over the treasure quickly, we can still give you a way out, otherwise..." "Otherwise, what about it?"

Ye Xinghe's eyes were cold and the expression on his face was gloomy.

Master Yue Yue and Wang Chongyang were upright and upright people who valued love and righteousness, but these disciples were all supercilious and did not know how to repay their kindness.

If he hadn't taken care of the two of them, he would have killed them all when he was on the outskirts of the Qingshan sect for the first time.

Unexpectedly, not only did these people not know how to repay his kindness, they also repeatedly challenged his bottom line.

"Otherwise, today is the day you die!"

Song Yunping swung the sword in his hand with a ferocious expression! "Senior Brother, Ye Xinghe is our Qingshan Sect's benefactor. Isn't it bad for us to do this?"

At this moment, a Qingshan Sect disciple walked up to Song Yunping and whispered a reminder.

Ye Xinghe was slightly startled. Looking at his expression, it was clear that he had been struggling in his heart for a long time and mustered up the courage to say this.

"Chen Pingan, how dare you disobey me!"

Song Yunping's eyes flashed and he struck out with a palm. Chen Ping'an was unexpectedly knocked away and landed heavily in front of Ye Xinghe.

"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spurted out from Chen Ping'an's mouth. He stood up with difficulty and looked at Song Yunping.

"Senior Brother, you, you actually attacked Junior Brother Chen!"

In the team, three Qingshan Sect disciples walked out and asked sternly with sullen faces.

Chen Ping'an was a low-key person in the Qingshan Sect and got along well with other brothers. The three people who stood up to speak for him had also received favors from him before.

Originally, they couldn't stand Song Yunping's attack on Ye Xinghe.

Now, just because of Junior Brother Chen's words, he was actually injured.

"Hmph, do you also want to rebel?"

Song Yunping looked at the three of them with a ferocious expression, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"A person like you is not worthy of us following you."

"That's right, aren't you afraid that the headmaster and Elder Wang will find out and be blamed?"

The other two spoke up and stood directly on Ye Xinghe's side.

"Blame?"

Song Yunping raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and no longer concealed his murderous intent: "The ancient battlefield of gods and demons is inherently dangerous, and everyone has the possibility of falling.

As long as I kill you, as long as I get one of the inheritances from the ancient battlefield, who will care how you died! "