Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Qin Ming, do you want to rest for a while? After all, your soul was injured just now..." Looking at Qin Ming's still pale face, Lan Zhi said distressedly.

"It's okay, it's just a furnace of ninth-grade elixirs, it's nothing!" Qin Ming waved his hands as if nothing had happened.

"Fire of the Alchemy God, refine."

Purple flames appeared, emitting purple light, and the red light of the magma retreated one after another.

For a time, the edge of the fiery red magma lake was completely occupied by purple.

Qin Ming took out the needed spiritual plants from the space ring and threw them one by one on top of the purple flames.

Soon colorful droplets were suspended in the air.

"Condensation!"

With a soft drink, the liquids began to collide with each other, and finally formed a large red drop.

Rumble...

There was thunder in the sky.

Cang Yu was shocked. This was the second time he watched Qin Ming make alchemy, and this time the distance was closer, and he could see more clearly and carefully.

"The Alchemy God is the Alchemy God. The speed of refining alchemy cannot be matched even if I refine it for ten thousand years."

"And this calm demeanor is like the top chef cooking, full of confidence, and with the momentum of inevitable success."

"How many furnaces of perfect elixirs did it take to develop this magnanimity?"

Xuan Ming summoned the purple fire from Qin Ming and kept staring at him. The more he stared, the more his heart trembled.

Cang Yu had already told him about Qin Ming's alchemy strength, but it was far from shocking to see it with his own eyes!

Bang!

A golden thunder suddenly fell, and the whole room was dyed with a layer of gold, and the purple flames in the air were still so noble and golden.

The light was driven away by the purple, and the color of the purple flame did not change.

The red liquid bead was struck by thunder and suddenly trembled violently. There was lightning swimming inside the liquid bead.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

One after another, each thunderbolt struck the liquid bead, and there was one more lightning inside it. In the blink of an eye, five thunderbolts passed by, and the original color of the red liquid bead could no longer be seen. The dazzling light of thunder inside covered up the original color of the liquid bead. s color.

"Give it to me..." Qin Ming shouted loudly and pressed down with both hands.

The liquid droplets in the air suddenly shrank and became smaller and smaller. As they contracted, the liquid droplets trembled more and more intensely.

"Zizzizi..."

Finally, the liquid beads make a thin sound, which is the noise produced by the liquid beads beating the air.

Suddenly, the extremely compressed liquid droplets suddenly expanded and exploded, making a deafening sound, louder than thunder, echoing in the room, and the echoes made Xuan Ming and Lan Zhi feel a little uncomfortable.

Xuan Ming's soul was traumatized just now, but he still hasn't recovered yet, and suddenly feels like his head is buzzing.

Lan Zhi's soul space is at the Xuan level, so he shouldn't feel uncomfortable in theory, but the power of his soul has collapsed on its own. Although he took Qiqiao Linglong Jade Heart Pill to rejuvenate the shrunken soul space, exhaustion of the soul is not the same. It takes two days to recover.

"Lan Zhi..." Feeling that Lan Zhi's body seemed to be falling, Qin Ming quickly stepped forward to support her, "I didn't expect your soul to be so seriously injured. Fortunately, you didn't explore the soul space of your sect leader. If you lose your soul again, With such force, the injury will be even more difficult to recover from.”

Qin Ming regretted refining elixirs in this room. If he practiced alchemy outside, no matter how loud the noise was, it would not make Lan Zhi uncomfortable.

This was something he didn't expect. Who knew that refining the Divine Wind Pill would make such a loud noise. "Qin Ming, do you want to rest for a while? After all, your soul was injured just now..." Looking at Qin Ming's still pale face, Lan Zhi said distressedly.

"It's okay, it's just a furnace of ninth-grade elixirs, it's nothing!" Qin Ming waved his hands as if nothing had happened.

"Fire of the Alchemy God, refine."

Purple flames appeared, emitting purple light, and the red light of the magma retreated one after another.

For a time, the edge of the fiery red magma lake was completely occupied by purple.

Qin Ming took out the needed spiritual plants from the space ring and threw them one by one on top of the purple flames.

Soon colorful droplets were suspended in the air.

"Condensation!"

With a soft drink, the liquids began to collide with each other, and finally formed a large red drop.

Rumble...

There was thunder in the sky.

Cang Yu was shocked. This was the second time he watched Qin Ming make alchemy, and this time the distance was closer, and he could see more clearly and carefully.

"The Alchemy God is the Alchemy God. The speed of refining alchemy cannot be matched even if I refine it for ten thousand years."

"And this calm demeanor is like the top chef cooking, full of confidence, and with the momentum of inevitable success."

"How many furnaces of perfect elixirs did it take to develop this magnanimity?"

Xuan Ming summoned the purple fire from Qin Ming and kept staring at him. The more he stared, the more his heart trembled.

Cang Yu had already told him about Qin Ming's alchemy strength, but it was far from shocking to see it with his own eyes!

Bang!

A golden thunder suddenly fell, and the whole room was dyed with a layer of gold, and the purple flames in the air were still so noble and golden.

The light was driven away by the purple, and the color of the purple flame did not change.

The red liquid bead was struck by thunder and suddenly trembled violently. There was lightning swimming inside the liquid bead.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

One after another, each thunderbolt struck the liquid bead, and there was one more lightning inside it. In the blink of an eye, five thunderbolts passed by, and the original color of the red liquid bead could no longer be seen. The dazzling light of thunder inside covered up the original color of the liquid bead. s color.

"Give it to me..." Qin Ming shouted loudly and pressed down with both hands.

The liquid droplets in the air suddenly shrank and became smaller and smaller. As they contracted, the liquid droplets trembled more and more intensely.

"Zizzizi..."

Finally, the liquid beads make a thin sound, which is the noise produced by the liquid beads beating the air.

Suddenly, the extremely compressed liquid droplets suddenly expanded and exploded, making a deafening sound, louder than thunder, echoing in the room, and the echoes made Xuan Ming and Lan Zhi feel a little uncomfortable.

Xuan Ming's soul was traumatized just now, but he still hasn't recovered yet, and suddenly feels like his head is buzzing.

Lan Zhi's soul space is at the Xuan level, so he shouldn't feel uncomfortable in theory, but the power of his soul has collapsed on its own. Although he took Qiqiao Linglong Jade Heart Pill to rejuvenate the shrunken soul space, exhaustion of the soul is not the same. It takes two days to recover.

"Lan Zhi..." Feeling that Lan Zhi's body seemed to be falling, Qin Ming quickly stepped forward to support her, "I didn't expect your soul to be so seriously injured. Fortunately, you didn't explore your sect master's soul space. If you lose your soul again, With such force, the injury will be even more difficult to recover from.”

Qin Ming regretted refining elixirs in this room. If he practiced alchemy outside, no matter how loud the noise was, it would not make Lan Zhi uncomfortable.

This was something he didn't expect. Who knew that refining the Divine Wind Pill would make such a loud noise.