City’s Super Immortal Cultivator

Leng Fan felt as if he had entered the volcano, his whole body was hot, he opened his eyes violently. When he saw the environment he was in, he shuddered, because he knew that the place he was now in was in the pill furnace, and as an alchemist, he knew exactly what this place meant.

"It's dead," Leng Fan said in his heart. He was thrown into the alchemy furnace and was about to be practiced into an elixir.

"No, I can't just die like this." Leng Fan drew out his sword and swung the sword madly. The sword gas made a thumping sound in the pill furnace, but he could not break the pill furnace. It can be seen that this pill furnace is also an extraordinary thing.

Outside the pill furnace, the high priest of the hidden division sensed the abnormality in the pill furnace, and then hummed: "Alive? It has been in the pill furnace for several hours. This kid has a long life." Then he began to read. Spell.

At this moment, a strong wind blew in the furnace, and Leng Fan's body was blown by the strong wind uncontrollably. So he grabbed something immediately, but the wind was really strong, and there was still hot fire around him. If he was only carried like this, he would be burnt to death sooner or later.

"Is Lao Tzu really going to die here?" Leng Fan thought again. The few swords he swung just now were his most powerful moves. Both'Poke Immortal' and'Potian' were displayed, but for this pill furnace It didn't have much influence, but instead caused himself to be bitten back by Jian Qi, and his body suffered various degrees of trauma.

He looked at the flames around him. These flames were obviously not ordinary fires, and it was almost impossible to extinguish them. How to do? How to do? He kept thinking about this question in his mind. Suddenly, he realized a problem, that is, he is also an alchemist, and the alchemist has the ability to control the flame. If he can control the flame in the pill furnace, wouldn't it be necessary to be burned by the fire? On the contrary, it can be used as his own weapon. If this flame becomes his weapon, the power is not comparable to that of ordinary sword energy.

Thinking of this, he immediately began to use the power of the soul, because the most important thing to control the flame is to rely on the power of the soul, a powerful soul control to use the flame. This is the foundation of an alchemist. Many people want to become an alchemist. But the power of the soul is too weak to control the bursting flames, so few people can become alchemists.

"Disperse" Leng Fan's soul power is very strong. I vaguely remember that when his master taught him alchemy for the first time, he couldn't help but praise the power of his soul, so he didn't spend too much money on alchemy later. For a long time, alchemy has not fallen.

It was also true. At this time, he quickly controlled the flames in the pill furnace, and slowly the flames began to leave him. And only some strong winds are still blowing him, but it is not important anymore, such strong winds can only give him a cool feeling.

Outside the pill furnace, the high priest of the hidden part of the gods found that the flame in the pill furnace was suddenly out of control, and he panicked immediately, and immediately increased the power of his soul to control the flame.

In the pill furnace, Leng Fan felt a powerful soul power robbing him of control of the flame, and immediately increased his strength to fight against it.

The flames burned very vigorously, but very chaotic, sometimes bursting, sometimes quiet, the high priest's forehead was dripping with sweat. He didn't know what was going on? I have been refining alchemy for so many years, and I have never encountered such a thing. As an alchemy master, unable to control the flames, then it is almost impossible to refine alchemy. So he was thinking, what went wrong?

"High priest, what's the matter with you? Is that bad guy burned to ashes?" At this moment, the barbarian woman Long Qingqing came and asked expectantly.

When the high priest heard her asking like this, he suddenly thought of why he could not control the flame, and said: "Qingqing, who is that person? Do you know his details?"

Long Qingqing shook his head and replied: "I don't know, it was my brother and the others who caught it back, so the patriarch directly said to throw it into the pill furnace."

After hearing this, the high priest smiled bitterly. Now he felt a little regretful, regretting why he had thrown a person who did not know the origin into the pill furnace.

"Qingqing, go and see if the person in the pill furnace is dead?" the high priest demanded, he wanted to make sure that what he was worried about was true?

Long Qingqing ran to the pill furnace, and then asked loudly: "Bad guy, are you dead? Talk if you are not dead. You must be dead and burned to ashes. This is the end of lie to me."

Leng Fan in the furnace heard the savage woman's voice and hesitated to respond, but soon he laughed and said, "I'm not dead yet, let you down. My life is not so easy and not so easy. Understand."

"High priest, that bad guy is not dead yet, so irritating, why is he not dead yet?" Long Qingqing turned back to the high priest in shock after hearing Leng Fan's voice.

The high priest had just expected that the people in the pill furnace might not have died, so he asked Long Qingqing to check it out. Now that he was sure, he was also very surprised. He had never encountered such a thing in the past years of alchemy. He slowly walked to the pill furnace, because the pill furnace was completely enclosed and the inside was not visible from the outside, so he didn't know what was going on in the pill furnace.

The high priest then asked loudly: "What demon technique did you use to prevent me from making alchemy?"

Leng Fan smiled and said: "Then it means that you don't have the ability to make alchemy. An alchemist who can't even control the fire is still qualified to make alchemy? Just throw it into the pill furnace and die, lest you waste such precious medicinal materials.

When Leng Fan said this, he had already noticed that there are a lot of medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace, all of which are very precious and rare. There is absolutely no such medicinal material on earth, and he does not know many of them.

After hearing Leng Fan's words, the high priest blushed and his neck was thick, and he couldn't refute it, because if an alchemist really couldn't control the flames, he really didn't deserve to be an alchemist.

"Qingqing, this person can't be in the pill furnace, he must be pulled out." The high priest said.

Long Qingqing nodded and said, "Okay, I'll get her out."

After Leng Fan heard their conversation in the pill furnace, he immediately realized that he must not be arrested now, because once he was caught, he would definitely be beaten to death first, and then thrown into the pill furnace to become medicinal materials.

The next moment, Long Qingqing jumped onto the pill furnace, opened the top of the pill furnace, and shouted: "Bad guy, come out, or I, Long Qingqing, will arrest you."

Leng Fan controlled a group of flames to fly out of the pill furnace, because he couldn't beat this dragon Qingqing, only flames could help him fight.

"Ah" Long Qingqing was directly burned by the flame, and then jumped off the pill furnace and shouted around the pill furnace.

"Haha..." Leng Fan laughed in the pill furnace, he did not expect the power of this flame to be really strong. He had experienced Long Qingqing's strength, so he was worried that the flame would not be able to subdue her. Now it seems that the power of Hehuo is beyond his imagination.

Finally, with the help of the high priest, Long Qingqing extinguished the flame on her body, but she also suffered a lot of injuries. If there is no help from the high priest, she will definitely be burned directly into a suckling pig.

"High Priest, the villain is too bad. He lied to me and burned me. I will definitely not let him go." Long Qingqing shouted with tears in her eyes, that poor look really wanted to be bullied.

The high priest was in a mess. As an alchemist, he knew the power of the flames in the pill furnace, so he was no longer ready to let Long Qingqing arrest people, but said to Long Qingqing: "Go and ask the patriarch and elders to come. Here, go home and recover."

"Oh" Long Qingqing ran away immediately after hearing this.

Just after Long Qingqing walked for a while, Leng Fan suddenly shouted in the alchemy furnace: "Yes, after eating these medicinal materials in his stomach, he immediately felt that his body was full of strength. It is indeed a good thing and cannot be wasted. Since you are going to die, you have to eat."

When the high priest heard these words, his face paled in fright, and he quickly shouted: "What are you doing? Don't move any medicinal materials in the pill furnace. I don't allow you to move a bit, or I will fight you hard."

Leng Fan was startled, feeling that the high priest's panic was not a little bit, but very, very panic, so he realized that these medicinal materials were also very scarce for them, and more important to them.

"Haha, you're scared. I just want you to be scared. Anyway, it's all dead to me. If I'm so full, there is a saying in our hometown that I don't want to starve to death. I'll be full today."

"No, no, please, please, don't touch the medicinal materials, I beg you, as long as you don't eat them, I will promise you whatever you ask." The high priest was completely scared, and had begun to beg Leng Fan After speaking, it can be seen that the medicinal materials inside may be more precious than Leng Fan thought.

So after hearing these words, Leng Fan finally felt that he still had a chance to survive. As long as he grasped this opportunity, he could escape from here.

In less than a while, many people from this divine hidden department arrived here. When they saw their high priest begging the people in the pill furnace, they were of course shocked at first, but then, after they knew the whole story, they The worry and anger on his face are no less than the high priest.

"How can this be good? There are still ten days before the deadline for us to take the pill. If we can't get the pill, we have to send two hundred people to the tribe. Our tribe has become less and less. Two hundred people, our clan is really going to be annihilated." The trembling voice of the head of the Shenyin tribe said to the people around.

The high priest cast his anger directly on the patriarch and shouted: "It's not all because of you. I didn't find out anything, so I threw a stranger into the pill furnace. To be eaten up by him, let's wait to die."

"High priest, I know you are angry, but now is not the time to be angry. It is most important to find a way to get that person out of the furnace. I am willing to accept your punishment for everything after the person is caught. "The patriarch replied with a pale face.