"right!

I may be dead for sure.

However, if you really want to refine this pot of elixir, don’t even think about it!

I will try my best to directly provoke the backlash from heaven, but I will also destroy your potion of elixirs before encountering the backlash!

Don't worry, the Holy Son, Miao Ren will fight to the death to detonate this pot of elixir.

If the bomb can't kill others, then it can't kill the two grandsons Lin Xi and Kuai Dafu?

To remove the stumbling blocks to the way of alchemy for the Holy Son, Miao Ren will never give up!"

The camera turned to Lu Liang.

Lu Liang’s consciousness roared:

"Miao Ren, if you don't move now, when will you wait?"

Mou Ren's face was fierce, he gritted his teeth, and a divine light flashed between his eyebrows, urging him to the extreme.

Kuai Dafu's alchemy furnace began to riot.

…

"That's it..."

The barrier runes on the dome of Dan Realm immediately collapsed.

When Bai Yansong greeted him and the city lord in Lin Xi's mansion to record the scene and sounds together, he took out the audio and video crystal and recorded everything Lu Liang did.

Lin Xi himself didn't care about the Shendan Sect's revenge.

But the Alchemist Guild cannot care less.

Lin Xi saw that no one was recording in the City Lord's Mansion, and took a deep look at Luan Pingyu.

When I looked back, I saw that countless alchemy masters and martial arts cultivators had already finished recording.

At this time, he looked at Lu Liang, who had collapsed on the ground.

"I think you have nothing to say.

Originally, when competing in alchemy, everyone relied on their abilities and settled on their destiny.

But you can’t afford to lose!

Now, Patriarch Mingyue has three days left in his life because of your despicableness.

Therefore, hand over your soul, and I will refine one for my ancestor...
Chapter completed!