Outside Fentian City, inside the palace of the Heavenly Envoy camp.
After Lord Shui sent out the three Heavenly Envoys, he stood by the window, looking at Burning Sky City while waiting for his three men to return.
Within half a quarter of an hour, three messengers of heaven hurried back and entered the room.
Lord Shui looked unhappy.
"Where are the people I asked you to invite? When will they come here?"
The three heavenly messengers fell to their knees with a thud, all of them looking ugly.
"Reporting to Master Shui Shengzun, the leader of the Holy Sect said that there are still two days left before the ten-day deadline. There is no need to rush to discuss countermeasures, so he will not come."
"Zhuge Wuwu, the sage of Zhongyuan Realm, said that he occasionally felt cold and felt unwell, so he stopped coming."
"The new ancestor of the Li family doesn't want to come either. He will decide everything according to Lord Shui, and there is no need to discuss it."
The three messengers of heaven lowered their heads and spoke carefully.
Lord Shui was so angry that he almost burst into smoke.
Those three guys are so presumptuous!
One is not in a hurry, one is sick, and the other one makes the decision on his own?
I even invited you to come over for discussion, but you didn’t give me any face, and you still made everything by yourself?
Be the master of your ancestors for eighteen generations!
However, what made Lord Shui the most angry was not the new ancestor of the Li family. After all, although he did not give him face, at least he did not insult his IQ.
The most hateful thing is that Zhuge Wuwu, the saint son of the Zhongyuan Domain, deserves to die!
Feeling unwell and occasionally feeling cold?
You, a junior saint king who is invulnerable to all diseases, actually find such an excuse?
This isn't mocking your own intelligence, what is?
Lord Shui had an impulse to rush out immediately and kill the arrogant Zhuge Wuwo first before destroying Gu Xuan.
It's a pity that in two days' time, he will still have to contribute to seize Fentian City, so he can't quarrel now.
Lord Shui clenched his fists, a few cold gleams flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a long time, he finally calmed down and waved to the three kneeling messengers of heaven.
"You guys should step back first."
The three heavenly messengers quickly exited the room of Lord Shui as if they had been granted amnesty.
Lord Shui stood by the window again and looked at Fentian City, his eyes were terrifyingly cold.
"No one can underestimate me, Lord Water, no one!
Gu Xuan can't do it, and you three can't do it either!
One day, I will want you to look good!
And this day is coming soon!”
The Lord's Mansion of Fentian City.
"Damn it, I always feel like there is a pair of eyes watching every move of this sect leader.
No, I should say a pair
The eyes are right!
This feeling is so uncomfortable.”
The Kucao Half Saint looked in the direction of the gate of Fentian City.
The four palaces outside the gate made him extremely uneasy.
Seeing the disciples of the Yingtian Sect busy outside the door and setting up almost useless protective restrictions, the Kucao Half Saint became even more uneasy.
In such a huge Fentian City, there is not a single core member of the Yingtian Sect. There are only a group of disciples who can't even enter the inner sect of the Yingtian Sect. This is too inexplicable and strange.
"Could it be that Yingtian Sect has no intention of guarding Fentian City?
In that case, these disciples are just cannon fodder?
Do I, the dignified master of the Feiyue Mountain Sect, have to stay with a bunch of cannon fodder and wait to die?"
The Withered Grass Semi-Saint covered his forehead, full of pessimism about his future.
After being pessimistic for a long time, the withered grass half-sage let out a long sigh and took out a brochure bag from his sleeve.
After seeing the kit, the worried look on Kucao Half-Saint's face lightened a bit.
This kit was a gift given to him by Kucao Half-Saint's master, Yuesan.
Before leaving, Yue Sanren repeatedly emphasized that this bag of tips can only be opened in extremely dangerous moments.
This made Kucao Half-Saint believe that this kit must not be simple. It contained treasures that he could use to escape in extremely critical moments.
But one thing is debatable: when is the most critical moment?
This is actually a very subjective question.
For example, Kucao Half Saint subjectively believes that now is an extremely critical moment.
There is no Saint Lord inside this Burning Sky City, and there are a group of Saint Lords outside. Once they attack, I am afraid that I will not even have a chance to react, and I will embark on the road to the netherworld.
Therefore, Kucao Half-Saint insists on opening this bag of tips now.
There is only a very simple restriction on the kit. With a thought in the heart of the Withered Grass Semi-Saint, he releases a burst of energy to break through this restriction.
The Withered Grass Semi-Saint couldn't wait to put his finger into the bag, but what he touched was only a piece of paper folded into a square.
"Huh? Could it be a space talisman used to escape?"
The Withered Grass Half Saint spread out the paper, and then he was stunned.
This is not a space talisman at all, just a thin piece of white paper.
On the white paper, there are eight tiny characters written like dragons and phoenixes.
"Repaying kindness with death is more important than Mount Tai!"
puff.
The Kucao Half-Saint vomited out a mouthful of old blood.
This is angry!
God-killing Cemetery, inside the Eight-door True Fire Formation.
Gu Xuan, who had been concentrating on refining the Hundred Refinements Holy Pill, suddenly opened his eyes, and a brilliant light flashed through his eyes.
boom
!
The lid of the holy wooden fairy cauldron suddenly rose into the sky.
A ray of light shot out from the cauldron and shot straight into the sky.
"Done!"
Gu Xuan's face was full of excitement.
The scent of elixirs emanated from the cauldron, filling the entire space enveloped by the eight-door true fire array.
When everyone heard it, they felt relaxed and happy.
Under the fragrance of elixir, no matter how restless your heart is, it will become calm.
The elf emperor's eyes were full of brilliant lights.
"You actually succeeded!
With the realm of the Pill Emperor, the potency of a semi-finished Hundred Refining Holy Pill can be fully stimulated by 70%!
This kind of thing, let alone the Burning Heaven Realm, even if it were placed in the entire Three Thousand Worlds, there would probably be no more than three people who could do it!
With your current talent and attainments in Alchemy, even the former Alchemy Sage of the Li family might not be able to compete with you when he was still in the realm of Alchemy Emperor!"
Mo Jingyun nodded, his eyes full of intoxication.
The unique aura of the holy elixir will make any elixir emperor intoxicated by it.
"It's not necessarily, but definitely!
The height of Alchemy that Alchemy Emperor can reach is constantly being raised because of the existence of Master!
With Master's current attainments in alchemy, even if he directly goes to be promoted to Alchemy Sage, it is a sure thing."
Mo Jingyun's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Gu Xuan laughed.
"Stop flattering me, Jingyun, you are also an Alchemy Emperor. You should know that it is not easy to be promoted to an Alchemy Saint.
Okay, it’s easy to talk nonsense, now there are only two days left, time is tight.
All preparations for my plan have been made and can be implemented now!"
When everyone heard this, their spirits were immediately shocked.
The poor and fearful saint said impatiently: "What exactly is your plan?
Tell me quickly and I'll wait to hear it!
We can’t wait for a long time!”
Gu Xuan narrowed his eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"My plan is very simple! You should have thought of it earlier.
The formation I have set up is called the Eight Gates True Fire Formation.
This formation can only be used to refine elixirs.
If it only stimulates the medicinal power of the Hundred Refinements Holy Pill, this formation will not be effective at all, and it does not need to occupy a radius of one hundred feet.
So, there is only one answer!
I will use this formation as the foundation, use the Holy Wood Immortal Cauldron and the Hundred Refining Holy Pills to refine you in the way of elixir refining, so that eight of you, eight in one, will start to advance at the same time, and face them at the same time.