Su Yuheng's face was even more ugly. Her hand holding the pill kept exerting force. What she was holding on her hand was no longer the pill, but Feng Xingying!

Who would have thought that after Su Yuheng used too much force, the good elixir would be crushed by her?

Is Feng Xingying's pill so easy to pinch?

There was only a "boom" sound, and the pill exploded in Su Yuheng's hands. Although Su Yuheng was rescued by Xuanyuan Hao, her hand was injured by the explosion and blood flowed.

"Are you really a king-level alchemist?" Feng Xingying shook his head helplessly: "Distinguishing the attributes of elixirs is the basic skill of an alchemist. I don't think there is a need to remind you."

"I know, I know." The round-faced girl came to join in the fun again: "Senior Sister Feng's elixir is refined with demonic energy, and it is black. She must not be taken at will, so this must be an aggressive elixir.

Based on the breath on the pill, I was just guessing that this pill may require spiritual power to urge it, which can probably act as the attack power of a mysterious fireball, but I don’t know how much spiritual power to urge it.

Now I know, Senior Sister Su is really amazing. She has actually refined a pill that does not require spiritual power to urge it. If this pill is spread among the people, it will definitely become a killer weapon on the battlefield!"

Not to mention, the round-faced girl is really knowledgeable.

What the hell is he calling senior sister when he just meets him?

She is obviously older than Feng Xingying! And her strength is also above Feng Xingying.

Several other alchemists also nodded and expressed their agreement: "Senior Sister Feng's technique has really opened my eyes."

Are you calling for senior sister?

Even Sesame can't bear it anymore and asked a question weakly.

The answer I got was: "We are alchemists, and we can distinguish the strength of alchemy. Senior Sister Feng is a king-level alchemist, and her alchemist is superb.

All the alchemists present should call you Senior Sister.”

All of this naturally includes Su Yuheng.

Su Yuheng's face looked even more ugly. She was also injured if she was hurt?

Su Yuheng looked at the people who originally admired her and refused to worship her, but now he began to worship Feng Xingying. No one cared about her injury. He turned around and wanted to leave.

However, Feng Xingying's figure was like a ghost, and she was already blocking her.

In front of the Ling King, Feng Xingying's degree is definitely the best, because she is a fellow practitioner of Lingwu! After advancing to the Wu King, Feng Xingying's degree and strength have a qualitative leap.

If all spiritual power is sealed at this moment, Feng Xingying can fight them one by one with his powerful martial arts strength!

After being stopped by Feng Xingying, Su Yuheng responded coldly: "You won, okay? What else do you want?"

"What? Is it amazing to lose?" Feng Xingying smiled.

Xuanyuan Hao had no choice but to smooth things over: "Feng Xingying, forgive others if you want to forgive others."

"What if I don't?" Feng Xingying continued to stare at Su Yuheng: "I heard that the regular battle between the Gate of the Demon World can win and lose, and it can win the results."

"My hand has been injured by you, what else do you want?" Su Yuheng couldn't help but tremble.

According to the practice of the Gate of the Demon Realm, if there is no agreement on spoils, the winner can ask the loser to be a slave! If the loser refuses, he needs to break an ear, an arm or a leg to redeem himself.

Feng Xingying is now trying to force her to cut her arms and ears?

"Why, can't you afford to lose?" Feng Xingying looked at Su Yuheng jokingly: "Are you going to be a slave to me, or do you give me something?"
Chapter completed!