The Alchemist God

This night, there were no tents and no place to stay. Wu Tong and Zheng Jian usually slept in the open air, and they could fall asleep lying on a rock. Lin Muyu had no choice but to take out the white robe Yulin from the universe bag. I spread my white robes on the grass, and then made a canopy with a few broken steps and put it on the branches to keep out the dew. Fortunately, the depths of the white-leaved forest is like spring, and there is no cold wind at night. Although this small campsite is not Windproof, but not bad.

When the dawn broke, Qin Yin finally woke up. She only felt that the altar was full, and her whole body was in high spirits again. On the side, Lin Muyu was cooking a pot of broth with scallion meat. Wu Tong and Zheng Jian had picked a lot. Cooked with wild vegetables, the taste seems to be better, and a scent lingers around, so that a few wolf cubs appeared in the jungle, as if they were attracted by the scent.

It's Swift Wolf.

Wu Tong smiled slightly: So cute Xunlang, how long has it been since Xunlang appeared in the Baiye Forest?

Zheng Jian's eyes were gentle: It's about three thousand years old, these three cubs are so cute.

yes.

Wu Tong chuckled, and suddenly his figure disappeared in place. The next moment, he waved his palms and slapped the three swift wolves to death. He walked back with the corpses and said with a smile, Such a cute swift ←, It must taste good.

Qin Yin: ...

Lin Muyu: ...

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Not long after, the 梼杌肉 came out of the pot, and the four of them had a hearty meal and were ready to go.

Lin Muyu didn't summon Taxue any more, let him live in this forest for a few days, the more he stepped into the depths of the forest of steles, the more dangerous he would be. Lan and the others, Lin Muyu didn't want this snow-treading horse to follow in her father's footsteps and be slapped to death by Luo Lan.

After a night of rest, Lin Muyu's fighting spirit and physical strength have also returned to their peak state, and most of the injuries he suffered the day before have healed, and his combat power has recovered to at least 90% of the level, and he is ready to take risks again. The dense forest is lush everywhere, with maple trees, birch trees and some unknown trees all around, and there are natural stalagmites protruding from the fertile field. If you look closely at the material, you can find that the stone tablet used to write the heavenly scriptures is just These stalagmites are used as raw materials.

The four of them did not walk in a hurry. Right in front of them, a milky white stalagmite rose into the sky, about a hundred meters high, like a spectacle. Immediately, Lin Muyu and Qin Yin couldn't help but wow.

Zheng Jian smiled and explained: All living beings have spirits. In the White Leaf Forest, so do the rocks. These rocks were originally mountain elves, just like the elves in the air. They can thrive on their own.

Qin Yin was startled, then smiled and said, You mean, stones can also grow?

yes.

Zheng Jian clasped his fists very seriously, and said: Miss Qin Yin, the spirituality of stones comes from the earth elves. Stones originally come from the earth. Although the flame stone elves are very slow and clumsy, they are also the most honest element, so the earth elves Most of the heavenly books of the law exist in the form of rock attacks, this... the successor should understand.

Lin Muyu naturally understood that he beat Luo Lan with the low-grade ground book of the law of rocks, and almost made Luo Lan's chrysanthemum bloom. This scene is something he will never forget, so he nodded and said: Well, as Zheng Jian said It is said that stones can grow by themselves.

Qin Yin said happily: Well, I know...

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In this way, after a few people walked for a few miles, the surrounding stalagmites became more and more, which made people feel like entering a stone forest. Suddenly, Lin Muyu's spiritual pulse technique appeared one after another. Breath, but these breaths fluctuate very violently, as if something happened.

what happened?

Wu Tong also sensed something, clenched his fist and said, I think we should speed up our pace, something must have happened in front of us.

The four of them jumped up together, and flew several miles in a blink of an eye, only to see the screams of Aww coming from the front, and in the open jungle, behemoths with red hair on their heads were lying there and howling. , some were already dead, others had their arms and legs torn apart, lying there waiting to die.

What's going on? Lin Muyu was stunned: Who did it, these Bimon...

It's the red-headed Beamon!

Wu Tong said in a deep voice: These bimons are all spirit beasts raised by spirit scholars to help guard the Forest of Steles of the Book of Heaven, but now they are killed so many by someone. It's really abominable!

As far as Lin Muyu could see, there were at least 30 bimons here, more than half of them died, and the rest were seriously injured and dying, and most of these bimons lived between 12,000 and 15,000 years, and their strength was not weak. Who can break the siege of so many red-headed Behemoths and kill so many?

The answer is obvious, who else but Luo Lan?

...

Looking at the corpses of the dead red-headed Behemoths, their spirit stones have been snatched away, and even some Behemoths were not seriously injured, but a hole was opened in the head, and the spirit stones were taken away. But the body stayed in place waiting to die, and the miserable howling was very unbearable.

Zheng Jian said: The bloodstains have not completely dried up, and the visitor has not gone far. Let's go there quickly. The Ling Scholar may need our help. The visitor is too strong!

Um!

Everyone rushed over with all their strength, and along the way, they could see pieces of earthly book steles, but no one planned to obtain the divine text. Lin Muyu's real goal was the deeper heavenly book stele, and at this time he was also attached to the spiritual tablet. The life and death of the scholar Xu Hao cannot be delayed any longer here.

After traveling for about five miles, there was the sound of fighting soaring to the sky ahead, and bursts of divine power filled the valley!

Linggu, we're here!

Zheng Jian clenched his fists tightly, galloped on the blades of grass, and said, Scholar Ling must have been attacked, God damn it, who are these people and why are they so tyrannical!?

Lin Muyu quickened his pace, and the Star Falling Step suddenly started, and he rushed into the valley like a shooting star. When he came to the valley, he was startled by a scene in the distance—nearly fifty red-headed behemoths In the distance, more than a dozen ghost hunting generals and red-headed bimons are fighting fiercely with a group of people. Perhaps those people are not humans, but gods!

Luo Lan was among them, with divine power in his palm and a smile on his face. Behind him was a group of disciples from the Seven Realms Palace, many of whom were strong in the sanctuary.

But the most murderous person in the group was a woman wearing a fiery red dress. There were streaks of golden divine power flowing between her arms, and she was actually another powerful person in the divine realm! ?

puff!

The woman in red suddenly struck out with one arm, flames lingering around her arm, and her palm directly pierced into the brain of a red-headed Beamon. The next moment, she forcibly pulled out the warm spirit stone, dripping with blood. , her face was full of satisfied smiles, and her palms were golden, and a mysterious force quickly disintegrated this spirit stone.

call……

The woman took a deep breath and absorbed all of Beamon's spirit stones into her body. The satisfied expression on her face became more prosperous, and she said with a smile: Only the spirit beasts in the human world are so delicious, hahahahaha... Luo Lan , you are right to bring the deity here!

Luo Lan smiled respectfully: As long as the Immortal Huowu is satisfied, all the spirit stones here can be enjoyed by the Immortal!

good!

The smile on the face of the woman in red was even stronger: Don't worry, I will not forget your benefits. After we capture the eight divine books, I will give you two or three.

Thank you Huowu Immortal! Luo Lan had a smile on her face.

...

But at this moment, a melodious sound of a flute came from the depths of the valley. In the distance, there were soaring stone pillars carved with dragon patterns. A handsome scholar was sitting on a white jade slab, playing the jade flute in his hand. , as if there was some kind of mysterious power contained in the sound of the flute, the morale of those Behemoths and ghost hunting generals who were almost exhausted, rushed towards Luo Lan and the others brandishing their weapons and sharp claws.

Ling scholar, this person must be Xu Hao!

Hmph, it's really hateful!

Luo Lan sneered, and said: Come on, go and kill that powerless scholar. It's this person who caused trouble and spoiled our good deeds. Go immediately!

Yes, Immortal Venerable!

A disciple of the Seven Realms Palace, the first heaven in the sanctuary, flew past with a long sword in hand. The long sword was raised in the air, and suddenly a wave of the long sword surged out into the sky, blasting down with the momentum of breaking the sky!

All the disciples of the Seven Realms Palace are indeed very skilled!

The sound of the flute stopped, and Ling Shusheng opened his eyes suddenly, there was a faint blue light in his eyes, and suddenly there was an iron bone fan in his palm, and the golden divine inscription carved on the iron fan shone with light, an indigo blue The light shoots up into the sky, and the power of heaven and earth has been attracted. It is a middle-grade heavenly book, the law of wind!

brush……

In the calm valley, invisible wind blades suddenly appeared, and in a blink of an eye they gathered into a soaring storm and swept away!

What!?

The disciple of the Seven Realms Palace who was standing in the air had no time to dodge, and his body suddenly shattered into pieces, while Xu Hao, a spiritual scholar, spun his iron bone fan lightly, harnessing the power of the heavenly book and continued to wreak havoc. The disciples of the Realm Palace were also crushed by the strong wind, and Luo Lan's face could be as ugly as he could see.

Bastard!

The woman in red yelled angrily, and lightly stepped on the void with a pair of jade feet wearing shoes, and flew up, her pink arms raised to condense the soaring flames, and said lightly: Break it for me!

boom!

The flames collided with the storm, and the roar was endless, and the strong wind blew the entire valley as if entering purgatory.

...

Pastor, be careful! Wu Tong hurriedly stood in front of Lin Muyu, with his ice palm horizontally, blocking the stone blown by the strong wind.

Lin Muyu squinted his eyes. He was not afraid of this kind of aftermath attack, but he was very worried about Ling Shusheng, and asked lightly: Who is that woman?

A middle god at the level of a god king. Wu Tong said lightly, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

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