With a wave of Qin Feiyang's hand, his fighting spirit surged, instantly erasing the blood pact of Dan Huo.
Mu Qing's body trembled, and a strand of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Put the pill fire back into the jade box, Qin Feiyang looked at Mu Qing again and said, "Where's the pill stove?"
"The alchemy furnace that Mo Feng gave me is still in the alchemy room, you can get it yourself."
Mu Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Qin Feiyang with gnashing teeth.
This **** is simply a bandit.
"Don't look at me like that."
"Because even if you compensate me for a bunch of 6-Rank Pill Fire, you can't restore my losses."
"Hey, don't say I bullied you, this healing pill is for you, hurry up to heal."
Qin Feiyang took out a healing pill with six pill patterns and threw it to Mu Qing.
"Yeah!"
"You have been able to make six dan lines?"
Mu Qing looked at the Healing Pill with shock.
"How is it?"
"Do you admire my boss?"
The fat thief laughed.
"Cut!"
Mu Qing raised his **** in disdain, took the healing pill, got up and tidied up his clothes, looked at Qin Feiyang and asked, "Are you done?"
Qin Feiyang said: "Are you ready to go to the Scorpion tribe?"
"Or what do you think?"
"I kindly asked you to go to the Scorpio tribe, but you beat me up without saying a word. Let me tell you, it's never over."
Mu Qing snorted coldly.
"Any time you are there."
Qin Feiyang smiled coldly and said, "I want to make another medicinal pill. You go out and wait for me first."
Mu Qing's heart moved, with a look of grievance on his face, and said: "You beat me up, why don't you let me see?"
"Get out!"
Qin Feiyang's eyes turned cold.
"Okay, you're ruthless!"
Mu Qing glared at the fat man viciously, then turned around and walked away angrily.
"Alas, what a pity for a medicinal herb."
After Mu Qing left, Qin Feiyang sighed deeply and walked into the alchemy room again.
Then with a wave of his hand, a strong wind suddenly blew up in this place, whipping up all the black smoke and rushing out of the alchemy room.
Next.
The fat man ran up and closed the stone gate.
And the two young men in white scolded for a while outside. Maybe they were bored and left.
Yan Wei stood at the door of the alchemy room and asked, "Should we go outside and guard?"
"You can't show up in the main tower, or you will be investigated."
"Fat, give me the herbs."
Qin Feiyang said.
The fat man immediately ran into the alchemy room and took out a copy of the nine-turn Dragon Blood Pill.
Qin Feiyang also took out the Lieyang Ding, placed it on the alchemy platform, closed his eyes, and was calm.
About hundreds of breaths have passed.
He opened his eyes slowly, clear eyes without any distractions.
Soon.
He mobilized his mental power and started alchemy again.
With the first refining experience, Qin Feiyang is already familiar with the heat of various medicinal materials.
The whole process went down without any accident and went very smoothly.
More than five hundred breaths passed!
All the spiritual fluids are finally extracted, and the next step is fusion.
"Don't ever knock on the door again."
The fat man prays in secret.
Yan Wei's heart also came to his throat.
"Ancestor Mu, don't be a grandson, get out!"
"Tell you, if you don't accept our challenge, we'll find you every once in a while, making it impossible for you to cultivate in peace!"
Fear what to do.
The clamor of the two young men in white rang out again.
"Damn!"
Fatty and Yan Wei's expressions changed, and they quickly looked at Qin Feiyang.
"Well?"
However, they were surprised to find that Qin Feiyang was not affected?
What's the matter?
The two looked at each other.
A hundred breaths passed.
Whoosh!
A **** light suddenly flew out from the Lieyang Cauldron.
Qin Feiyang stretched out his arm and grabbed his hand.
"Success?"
The fat man looked at each other and hurried to Qin Feiyang's side, staring straight at Qin Feiyang's tightly clasped hands.
Qin Feiyang glanced at the two of them, slowly spread out his palms, and the Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill suddenly entered the sight of the two of them.
I saw this Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill, which was similar in size to other pills.
It is like a blood gem, exuding a hazy luster.
The fragrant medicinal fragrance fills every corner of the alchemy room.
And this medicine pill also has a faint dragon might!
The most eye-catching thing is the six elixir lines, like the halo of six angels, surrounding the elixir, dazzling.
"Boss, how about I try it first?"
The fat man's eyes lit up, and the hilarious son went straight.
He's not kidding.
Because both Zongzong and Zhansheng can take Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill.
"What are you in a hurry?"
"With your current cultivation speed, you don't need to rely on the nine-turn Dragon Blood Pill to improve your cultivation."
"Wait until the breakthrough reaches the Battle Saint."
Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes at him, and directly handed the Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill to Yan Wei.
Yan Wei took the pill and said, "Now can you tell me what the pill is for?"
"The function of the Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill is to improve the cultivation of Zongzong and Zhansheng."
"That is to say, as long as you take it, you can instantly break through to the Nine Star War Saint."
Qin Feiyang smiled lightly.
"What?"
Yan Wei was stunned, there is such a medicine in the world?
"However, whether you can successfully break through in the end depends on your luck."
"Because of the nine-turn dragon blood pill with six pill patterns, there is only a 60% chance."
Qin Feiyang said again.
"The 60% chance is already very high."
Yan Wei murmured.
"Try it!"
"Try to succeed once, so as not to waste the nine-turn Dragon Blood Pill."
Qin Feiyang waved his hand, took Yan Wei and Fatty, and entered the castle.
If it is really successful, the aura of the Nine Stars Battle Saint will alarm everyone in the tower.
So breaking through in the castle is the safest.
Yan Wei looked at Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill, took a deep breath, quickly put it in his mouth, and then sat cross-legged.
Small pills contain amazing energy.
Yan Wei feels the most real.
At the moment when the Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill melted, the energy was like a torrent of beasts, rushing frantically towards his body.
His internal organs and limbs were trembling under the impact of that energy.
He felt like his body was about to burst.
And at the same time.
He can also clearly feel that every cell in the body, every inch of flesh and blood, is gradually transformed under the tempering of energy.
Time flies by.
The pores all over Yan Wei's body slowly overflowed with some black substance, exuding a foul odor.
This is the impurities in his flesh.
His body is purer than before.
His spirit and soul are also sublimating step by step.
And the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.
"It looks like it should be a success."
The fat man grunts.
Last time.
When Double Winged Snow Eagle opened the sixth floor of the Gate of Potential, the small fortune pill he took had only five pill patterns, but he was able to open it successfully in the end.
And now, the Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill used by Yan Wei has six elixir lines, so there is no reason to fail.
A few dozen breaths passed.
Yan Wei's aura has climbed to the peak of the Eight-Star War Sage, and he is only half a step away from stepping into the Nine-Star War Sage.
But right now.
His soaring momentum suddenly slowed down.
Qin Feiyang's eyelids jump, is this a sign of failure?
"How could this be?"
"Is the energy of Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill not enough?"
The fat man couldn't help but get nervous.
"Old Yan, come on!"
"Yes, don't give up."
"Although it is a bit slow, your momentum is still rising, and there is a chance."
The wolf king and several beasts also started to cheer.
"Yes, the medicinal materials of Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill are so hard to find, we must not give up easily."
"Be sure to succeed!"
Yan Wei roared in his heart, his hands clasped together tightly.
However.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the drop in momentum.
Qin Feiyang frowned, and resolutely asked Fatty to get a copy of Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill, left the castle, and started alchemy again.
The third refining was smoother than the second.
Less than two hundred breaths.
He reappeared in the castle.
And now.
Yan Wei has stopped rushing, and his aura has dropped to his original level.
He sat listlessly on the ground, with a look of inescapable loss and frustration on his face.
The fat man and others whispered to each other beside him.
Obviously failed.
Qin Feiyang walked up to Yan Wei and said with a light smile, "It's just a matter of luck, there's nothing to be depressed about, continue."
"This…"
Yan Wei raised his head and looked at the Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill in Qin Feiyang's hand. He was very eager, but at the same time very uneasy.
He's afraid of another failure.
"We've already taken this step, and we must continue to go forward. It can't be wasted, right?"
"Don't have too many burdens. Even if I fail this time, I still have seven medicinal herbs."
"I don't believe it, ten medicinal herbs are still unable to make you pass the level successfully."
Qin Feiyang said, his stubborn temper also came up.
Even if all the medicinal materials are used up today, he will send Yan Wei to the Nine Star War Sect.
Hearing these words and seeing Qin Feiyang's sincere expression, Yan Wei was deeply moved.
"Thank you."
He slowly raised his arm and grabbed the Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill from Qin Feiyang's hand.
This time.
Even if there are thousands of words, he can't express his gratitude to Qin Feiyang.
The only way to repay this young man is to go all out.
The loss and frustration in his eyes finally disappeared, replaced by a strong will!
Without the slightest hesitation, he swallowed the Jiuzhuan Dragon Blood Pill in one gulp.
The majestic energy exploded in his body again, like waves of rage, rushing towards every part of his body.
Boom!
His momentum soared again.
In less than ten breaths, he once again soared to the pinnacle of the Eight-Star War Saint.
However.
The previous situation happened again.
Fatty and others are in a hurry.
But Yan Wei is the most anxious.
"I want to succeed!"
"I can't live up to Qin Feiyang's expectations!"
"Break me!"
His hands were clenched tightly, and he slammed violently, cracking his teeth.
Boom!
Next moment.
The aura that was gradually declining, roared out of his body like a volcanic eruption again.
At this moment.
His black hair is flamboyant and his clothes are hunting, exuding an astonishing oppressive force.
The momentum is soaring!
"Boom!"
Suddenly!
A loud, dull sound exploded in his body, and the shackles were finally broken!
The aura of his whole body finally climbed to the level of the Nine Stars Battle Saint!
"Success!"
Qin Feiyang and others looked at each other, and they were all mad with surprise.