The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 154: Beyond King Dan
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"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth, Longyinyu Liquifies Spirit Pill!"
With a loud shout, Zhuo Fan suddenly raised his hand, and eighteen drops of Bodhi jade liquid were shot into the air immediately. And the eighteen little dragons, like wild cats smelling fishy, rushed towards the jade liquid one after another. With a beep, he swallowed the jade liquid into his mouth.
Roar!
There was another earth-shaking dragon roar, and the eighteen little dragons roared one after another. Starting from the dragon head, the blue flames all over the body gradually disappeared, and finally turned into blue fireballs.
Immediately afterwards, the flame dissipated, revealing the cyan Danmaru with bursts of light inside. Dao Danxiang couldn't stop emitting, so that the whole audience just smelled the scent, and they were full of energy.
"This...Is this a few spirit pills that have such a magical effect?" Everyone was amazed and stared at the eighteen pills flying in the sky.
And those pills, as if they haven't completely gotten off their dragon nature, while still roaring dragons, they are flying all over the sky at the same time.
Obviously, these eighteen pills have already possessed spirituality. And what is even more amazing is that the Poisonous Pill King desperately worked hard to refine only one, but when Zhuo Fan shot it, he instantly refined eighteen.
These skills have surprised everyone present. How many times did this surpass the Poisonous Medicine King in alchemy to show such a big gap.
At this moment, there is no need to judge to announce anything. People already know in their hearts that Zhuo Fan will still win this time. And compared to the first three rounds, this round of victory was more thorough, and it was simply a crushing victory.
Take out a porcelain bottle at random from the ring, Zhuo Fan stretched out his hand and recalled the eighteen pills. Without giving Na Xiaoya another look, Zhuo Fanwu put the pills into the porcelain bottle.
Xiaoya felt a little strange, and hurriedly said: "Master Song, the pill you refined..."
"No need to look." Zhuo Fan shook his head decisively, then turned to look at the poisonous medicine king who was already shocked and fell to the ground, muttering: "I won!"
Confidence, that's how confident.
People looked at Zhuo Fan's indifferent expression and understatement, and a sense of awe inexplicably arose in their hearts. At this time, everyone looked at Zhuo Fan's eyes, as if the only king in the audience.
The kind of domineering arrogance that gives up to me is naturally revealed, so that everyone here can't help but develop a sense of worship.
When it comes to alchemy, Lao Tzu is second, who dares to be the first?
Zhuo Fan just stood there so quietly, even the strongest alchemy master here, he felt insignificant for a while for no reason.
This is the real generation of Pill Kings, no one dares to challenge the authority of Pill Kings!
Xiaoya is the closest to Zhuo Fan, and the look in Zhuo Fan's eyes is the most drunk, but she soon wakes up, and anxiously said: "Master Song, I also believe that you have won the ticket, but in the end I have to give an explanation. Which pill do you have in the end?"
"Eighteen, 8-Rank Super Pill!" Zhuo Fan whispered, but this sentence was passed into the ears of everyone present.
For a time, the audience boiled again. Even those alchemy masters, although they knew in their hearts that Zhuo Fan's alchemy strength was beyond imagination, they never thought that it would be so strong that it was against the sky.
The Poisonous Hand Medicine King was able to refine the 7th-Rank Super-Rank Pill, which was already the pinnacle of alchemy.
At first, when people looked at the eighteen pills, they were shocked, but at most they thought that Zhuo Fan had made eighteen seven-rank super products. He wanted to surpass the poisonous medicine king in number. It is already very shocking.
But never thought that Zhuo Fan, a beast, would be so perverted. Not only did it far surpass it in terms of quantity, but it also made a fortuitous mention in terms of quality.
Eight-Rank Super-Rank Pill, let alone an 8-Rank Alchemy Master, even a Ninth-Rank 10-Rank Alchemist may not be able to make it, let alone refining 18 pills in one breath.
Such a heaven-defying thing can only appear in ancient myths. How can it appear here?
What kind of freak is this kid!
Countless people shouted in their hearts, but they already admired Zhuo Fan's alchemy thaumaturgy.
Especially the Poisonous Hand Medicine King, who was completely stunned by this time. A pale green hair quickly became as white as snow at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was in a breath, as if he had been old for decades.
Unprecedented fiasco. His poisonous medicine king has never imagined that he would be defeated so thoroughly in this life, and there is no chance of a comeback.
One generation of Pill King, unexpectedly discovered one day that his alchemy was so different from that of a real master. That kind of despair is more uncomfortable than death.
Yan Fu saw his master look so disappointed, his face was dark, and his heart was like a drop of blood. Turning to look at Zhuo Fan at the first alchemy platform, he bit his lip tightly, but sighed helplessly.
This kid is too powerful. Even though the master is not his opponent, I am afraid I will not be able to keep up with him in this life!
There are people outside of people, and there are days outside of heaven. This sentence is really right. No one can escape this curse.
He used to be proud of his master as an example, thinking that his master is the number one alchemy master in the world. But now, being so completely defeated, there is no hope of revenge.
How big is this difference in strength......
Tao Danniang looked at Yan Song's desperate appearance, and she was supposed to be happy, but she couldn't be happy. The back wave of the Yangtze River pushed the front wave, and the front wave died on the beach.
Yan Song's complete defeat of Tianyu's first alchemy master does not also represent the end of their generation of alchemy masters!
After that, the world will be turbulent. The new generation of strong men will stand on the corpses of these old guys and create a new era.
She turned her head and glanced at Zhuo Fan beside her, Tao Danniang couldn't help but exhale, feeling very pleased in her heart.
Fortunately, this person is from their Huayulou...
On the main stage, Long Jiu and others looked at everything below, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Damn, this kid can really pretend. At the beginning, he said that he might not win the Poisonous Medicine King, how is it now? Not only won, but also a **** victory! Not only a **** victory, but a **** crush!"
Xie Tianyang's expression on his face remained shocked, and he groaned for a long time, but finally couldn't help but yelled out: "Fuck, look at the poisonous medicine king now, what he has been shocked by this kid. I feel sorry for him!"
He let out a long sigh of breath, and Long Jiushen nodded in agreement: "This kid is indeed ruthless, and he doesn't leave any feelings. He had already won an eighth-grade super-grade pill. However, he has chosen to refine 18 of them, and gave him a fatal blow in the alchemy that Poisonous Medicine King is most proud of. Such a blow, I am afraid that this old man will not be able to get out of the shadows in this life."
"You mean... he will have a heart demon?" Xie Tianyang raised his brow and asked in surprise.
Nodded slightly, Long Jiu's eyes flashed lightly: "Even if it doesn't, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make a high-grade pill in this life. This kid is really scary!"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone nodded in agreement. Looking at Zhuo Fan's eyes, he was even more jealous!
"Then I announce that the King Dan of this Baidan event is..."
Under the enthusiasm, Xiao Ya pointed to Zhuo Fan at the front and shouted. However, before she could finish her words, a murmur of slow footsteps gradually came towards her.
Tattoo!
Step by step, Zhuo Fan walked towards the center of the display stand with a calm expression. Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, and a puzzled look appeared on her face: "Master Song, you are..."
"Except for myself, no one is qualified to declare that I am King Dan!"
With a fluttering sentence, Zhuo Fan walked past her without squinting as if he hadn't seen Xiaoya.
Everyone in the audience was stunned, and then they boiled with excitement. This Master Song really has the majesty of the king, he deserves to be a generation of Pill King!
Xiaoya seems to have forgotten that, on this stage, she is the judge, her cheeks are slightly red, and she stares at Zhuo Fan's figure quite drunkly, completely forgetting her own job.
Xie Tianyang couldn't help but curled his lips, sighing with envy and jealousy, "Oh, I'm really pretending to be a force. When I will have the opportunity to pretend to be a force, I will be satisfied."
The shouts of people continued to be heard in his ears. Zhuo Fan came to the display stand, looked at the wooden box close at hand, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Chu Qingtian, bring your cloak here. I have paid off your sister's gift of medicine."
Zhuo Fan secretly said in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, he took off the cloak behind him, and slowly put it on the display stand.
In an instant, everyone was stunned, and the audience was silent for an instant. Seeing that the four words Dan Qingtian appeared in the center of the exhibition stand without wind, people suddenly felt an unspeakable excitement flowing through them.
"Yidan... Qingtian!"
I don't know who it is, he muttered softly, and it spread to the ears of everyone present. Then, everyone danced with their fists high and shouted: "One pill is full of heaven, one pill is full of sky, one pill is full of sky..."
Yes, the name of King Dan is no longer worthy of Zhuo Fan’s extraordinary status in their hearts, and only the name he put behind him at the beginning, Yi Dan Qingtian, can be worthy of this Master Song. Amazing alchemy.
Chu Qingcheng pressed her lips tightly, tears in her eyes.
Although people are calling Zhuo Fan’s Yidan Qingtian, it is after all her brother Chu Qingtian’s wish. Today Zhuo Fan has truly fulfilled this wish on behalf of her brother.
So looking at Zhuo Fan's gaze, he was even more grateful.
The poisonous hand medicine king was in a trance, listening to the people's yelling, and then looking at the four words on the stage, he couldn't help but startled, then he seemed to cry and laugh, and muttered: "Yi Dan Qingtian , I can’t think of anyone in the world who can do these four words. Qingtian, did the old man lose in his hands or yours today, hahaha..."
The Poisonous Hand Potion Wang Zhuang is crazy, but his eyes are as clear as he has figured out something...
Taking a deep breath, everyone's shouts were heard in his ears, but Zhuo Fan seemed to have not heard him, very calm. No longer look at the cloak, because at this moment, he has nothing to do with that cloak.
He has done everything he should do, and he has paid all the favors that should be paid. Next, his real purpose is.
The light in his eyes condensed, and Zhuo Fan's eyes gradually became indifferent again. He looked at the wooden box on the stage, and reached out his hand without hesitation.
But at this moment, the sound of breaking through the air, a shining iron fist suddenly struck him: "Boy, you want to get the bodhi root, you are not worthy!"
"Be careful!" Chu Qingcheng seemed to have only discovered the crisis, Hua Rong couldn't help but lose his face and shouted, but it was already too late.
The iron fist had already arrived at Zhuo Fan's forehead in an instant.
The pupils of his eyes suddenly condensed, and Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed a fierceness! There is no need for him to continue to be Song Yu now. He is the Demon Emperor, Zhuo Fan...