Chapter 900 Worthy of being the Dragon Emperor
"Heavenly Dao Soul Pill?"
Swish!
When he smelled the fragrance of the elixir in the furnace, Mang Tianxing couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The beast's eyes were full of surprise and suspicion: "Master, what kind of elixir is made by that little beast? The fragrance alone makes me feel like my pores are wide open."
"Nine-grade"
The surface of Changyou is very calm, but there is a huge wave of shock in my heart.
It is also an alchemist.
Naturally, he recognized at a glance that Chen Changsheng had refined the ninth-grade Xuan Dan, but he had never heard of it. It was something that someone could also refine his life span into the elixir. This was something that he had never heard of or seen.
The Dan Fire is getting stronger and stronger.
Burned on the furnace, there was constant banging, and the strange fragrance came to my nose. Even the evil immortal, the third prince of Hailong and Pan Yuanyang seemed to be alarmed by the movements on Chen Changsheng's side.
One by one, they looked over intentionally or unintentionally.
"Hmph! I'm just coming to hug the Buddha's feet when things are coming?" Pan Yuanyang sneered twice, glanced at the furnace cauldron above Chen Changsheng's head, and sneered: "A mere ninth-grade alchemist who wants to refine the pills needed by the powerful emperor realm is simply fantastic. The old loach of the Holy Ruins is already at the fifth level of the Emperor realm. Even if it's a tenth-grade divine pill, it's probably the same as chewing wax, right?"
The third prince of Hailong, who was beside him, also chuckled.
His eyes were full of jokes.
"Soul Pill?" The evil immortal's eyes narrowed and he looked at Chen Changsheng.
The third prince of Panyuanyang and Hailong did not understand the Tao of alchemy. Only the evil immortals had a few points higher in the Tao of alchemy than Changyou. Although it had never heard of the Heavenly Dao Soul Pill, it was fortunate to have seen the Tenth and Eleventh grades of divine pills.
Although the pills Chen Changsheng has refined only nine grades, the fragrance emitted is ten times more intense than the eleventh grade magic pills he has seen. When he thought about the horror, his face suddenly changed.
"call"
The evil immortal breathed rapidly and said angrily to the powerful men of the evil clan: "What are you doing with a bunch of waste? Stop him quickly."
Stop him?
The powerful people from the evil clan were all dumbfounded.
Even the third prince Pan Yuanyang and Hailong had a stagnant expression on his face. He looked at the evil immortal suspiciously and said, "Immortal, just a ninth-grade pill, you are too fussy! Even if you let this old holy loach swallow it, it will probably be useless."
“Useless?”
The evil immortal looked dark and looked at Pan Yuanyang and said, "Bastard, you know what a fool. Although the pills that kid refined were only nine grades, their medicinal effects were probably not worse than those of the eleventh grade and twelve grades of divine pills."
The face of the evil immortal was so gloomy that water dripped out.
"The effect of medicine is comparable to that of the twelve-grade divine pill? This is unlikely!" Pan Yuanyang's expression also froze. Seeing the masters brought by the evil immortal, he had already rushed towards Chen Changsheng. He didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and shouted at the powerful people of the Panlong clan: "You can go together, and you must stop that kid no matter what."
“Yes, the head of the family.”
Woo woo woo woo woo!
In an instant, not only the evil clan, but also the two ancient races, Panlong and Hailong, flocked up. Before they could approach, they surrounded Chen Changsheng and Xiaobailong and others' corpse dragons.
He growled low.
"Bang"
The magnificent hostility and corpse rot also swept out.
"Hmph! You guys, protect the Dragon Emperor." The oldest corpse dragon looked at the three ancient tribes with chills in his eyes and said buzzingly: "You can just leave these evil beasts to me to deal with."
"Ao!"
The old corpse dragon's body shook and instantly turned into a 1,000-meter-long corpse dragon, and bit it at the sea dragons and evil dragons that were rushing in front.
It was already a critical moment, and Chen Changsheng, who was covered with sweat on his forehead, raised his head and glanced at the ancient tribes rushing over. A sarcastic smile suddenly flashed on the corner of his mouth, and he squinted his eyes and murmured: "I'm just thinking about stopping it now, but unfortunately, it's too late."
"Ningdan."
Buzzing!
The elixir fire in the sky swept into the furnace instantly, and the air waves around began to churn. The thunder in the ancient calligraphy body fell one after another onto the elixir furnace, making a crackling sound.
Less than ten breaths.
The body of the tripod suddenly flew up, and a majestic aura condensed from him. With one hand, he saw a vermilion pill turning into flowing light and flying out of the elixir furnace and falling into the palm of his hand.
"Dragon Emperor, swallow this Heavenly Dao Soul Pill first!" Chen Changsheng said.
"good"
Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
The Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins, who was almost forced to the end of his journey by the evil immortals, Panyuanyang and others, could only survive and try their best to pull someone to take the back. He laughed a few times, took Chen Changsheng's pill, and swallowed it.
Pills melt at the mouth.
Bang, bang, bang.
In an instant, I saw the already dead and deep Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins, and a terrifying aura of vitality suddenly burst out from his body. The wounds visible to the naked eye on the dragon scales began to heal.
The Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins is already at the fifth level of the Emperor Realm.
The aura on his body was naturally not something that ordinary emperor-level powerhouses could bear. Even a person like the evil immortal and the third prince of the Sea Dragon felt the aura on the body of the Sacred Ruins Dragon Emperor, he was shocked to take several steps back.
"Hiss the old loach's injury has recovered?" Pan Yuanyang widened his eyes, looked at the Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins with horror, and said in a daze: "How is this possible? That kid is obviously just a ninth-grade alchemist, and he has not even taken the position of the Dan Emperor. How could the elixir he refined cure the old loach's injury?"
The third prince of Hailong beside him also looked at the Dragon Emperor of Holy Ruins inexplicably.
"idiot."
Seeing Pan Yuanyang and Hailong's third prince, with a frightened expression, the evil immortal cursed inwardly. Although his face was astonished, he was not too surprised. After all, it had already seen that the Tiandao Soul Pill was unique long before Chen Changsheng condensed the pill.
"What should I do now?" Pan Yuanyang asked in a trembling voice.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
When Pan Yuanyang heard Pan Yuanyang speak, not only the Third Prince of Hailong, but also the other Beast Emperors of the ancient tribes looked at the evil immortals.
far away.
The strong men of the evil clan, the Hailong clan and the Panlong clan also retreated one after another.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The injury of the Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins recovered very quickly. His huge body suddenly shook, and his aura increased by more than a hundred times compared to the beginning.
"It's worthy of being the Dragon Emperor of our Holy Ruins. A ninth-grade pill can cure my injury in an instant." The Dragon Emperor of the Holy Ruins laughed twice.
Chapter completed!