Ling Zhi's eyes were sharp, he knew that this would be the most difficult battle.

Although Shangguan Boyan only took half a step, it was a very different place.

Although he is still far from entering the king's realm, he is still quite different from the strength of a powerful man in the king's realm.

But after all, he has already joined the King Realm, and half of his body has already stepped into the King Realm Zheng

But just half of the body crushes all the artistic warriors!

A Shangguan Boyan is enough for him to have a headache, not to mention that there is a Jian Leyu on the side.

Jian Leyu's alchemy level should have reached the peak of a level 6 alchemist, but his strength should be at the ninth level of ordinary artistic conception.

Its attack methods and combat experience are obviously not very rich.

But no matter what, he is also a powerful man in the Nine-level realm.

Until this moment, Zhou Xuanqing had already gained the upper hand and pressed Wang Mang to beat him, but how could it be easier to kill a person with the ninth level of artistic conception?

In a short period of time, it will definitely not be over.

Jian Leyu rushed out from the other side, and the alchemy furnace suddenly became larger and turned upside down towards Ling Zhi, without giving him a chance to breathe, and followed him while he was injured.

This is completely shameless, and we must ensure that we kill Lingzhi.

Ling Zhi gritted his teeth and said that the breath of life in the stone tablet was strong for a moment when he just obtained it, but later it turned into warm boiled water, both of which were neither too fast nor too slow.

Like the word "Zhen" and "Long" stele, it cannot be completely controlled by him. It can only slowly enhance his strength and cannot fully play its role.

The alchemy furnace was pulled downwards, and a huge force was pulled out of the alchemy furnace, and accompanied by a huge flame.

The alchemy flame controlled by Jian Leyu is red on the outside, but the inside is weirdly green, revealing a hint of coldness.

Spirit-level flame, bone-cold fire!

Ling Zhi's eyes flashed, and a trace of fear flashed across his face.

Fire with cold bones cannot be born without a place with extreme yin.

The conditions for its occurrence are extremely harsh.

More than tens of millions of dead bodies are needed to be buried in a mass-crow area, and then use special techniques to gather the coldness of the corpse bones and condense into fire.

This fire is the fire that gathers from the bones of millions of dead people.

Although it is fire, it is biting cold, making people feel palpitations and making people feel cold.

The flame suddenly fell down from the alchemy furnace, surging towards Lingzhi, like a fire dragon, surging fierce glass

Ling Zhi did not dare to hesitate and quickly mobilized the spirit-devouring fire from his body. The spiritual power in his body shook and overturned. The spirit-devouring fire instantly surged, and a circle of flame walls formed above Ling Zhi's head to resist the attack of the bone-cold fire.

Even so, there was still a sensation of coldness that penetrated his body, which made Ling Zhi shudder.

"Bone cold that surpasses the average spiritual level." Ling Zhi's eyes became cold immediately.

"Okay, Jian Leyu, your Jian family dares to take taboos to slaughter creatures and nourish the bone-cold fire for your use of alchemy!"

There are many possibilities for the birth of the bone cold fire, which is a large war, which may also be formed over time.

But these are the result of competition for matters, the development of nature and the evolution of mankind.

However, if you want to maintain the power of the bone cold fire and last for a long time, you must continue to replenish its power with a large number of living bones.

This is a kind of evil fire, loved by alchemists and rejected by alchemists.

Love is because its appearance is fire, and its fire gets heat, its internal energy is dead, and its ice is cold.

One yin and one yang, although it cannot be used on the table, it is a great fire for alchemy.

However, if you want to maintain such power for a long time, the alchemist needs to continue to provide energy for the bone cold fire.

Therefore, the alchemist slaughtered Fan Rao for this and was chased by his servants.

"Your Jian family openly took the big fuss and openly guided the mortal country to fight, collect bones, and nourish the cold fire!" Ling Zhi repeated again, his expression becoming very ugly.

Judging from the power of Jian Leyu's bone-cold fire, at least one million civilians were killed.

Millions of lives are light and light, if they are stacked into white bones, they will be countless mountains!

Blood flows into a river and wails all over the field!

"The successful one is the king, and the defeated one is the enemy. As long as I can succeed, what can millions of people's fortunes be counted?" Jian Leyu sneered and said disdainfully.

"You do something hurtful, but you try to get close to the way of nature and the great way of alchemy, and dream in the daytime!" Ling Zhi was angry.

He is not a person who will sacrifice his life for others, but this does not mean that he does not even have basic principles.

The bone-cold fire overturned and pressed against the spirit-devouring fire, making the flame of the spirit-devouring fire a little dim.

The level of the spirit-devouring fire is naturally much higher than that of the bone-cold fire, but a freshly born young dragon cannot compete with a powerful low-grade spirit beast.

Level only determines the species' qualifications and growth rate, not its strength.

For countless years, even the wild beasts among the lower nine grades have grown to the supreme power.

Even the lowest-level dragon-like creature may become the only real dragon in the underground, an era, in tens of thousands of years.

"The flame is of good grade, but it's a pity. How can such a tender flame fight against my bone cold fire!" Jian Leyu sarcastically.

Because his bone cold fire covered Ling Zhi's entire body, Shangguan Boyan could only stand on one side at this time.

Fire with cold bones is yin, and the dead energy is the most severe. It is the thing that people like them with a small lifespan are the most resistant and resistant to contact.

Jian Leyu would not have chosen to refine this flame if it weren't for the sake of alchemy.

Ling Zhi's eyes flashed. He knew that Jian Leyu had roughly figured out the path to growing into a seventh-level alchemy venerable, that is, the seventh-grade spiritual elixir, which must be spiritual.

But in detail, I have no idea, so I will hit the bone cold fire. What I like is that the bone cold fire is born from the growth of all spirits and accumulated after humans die.

However, as long as the spirit-devouring fire is supported by spiritual power, it will never be extinguished. It is impossible for the bone cold fire to harm Ling Zhi in a short period of time.

Jian Leyu hesitated for a moment, then suddenly took out a gourd-shaped thing and tilted it down.

The dead air suddenly rushed towards the bone-cold fire from the gourd.

Shangguan Boyan quickly retreated immediately.

On the other hand, Zhou Xuanqing, a man known as an old liar, did not retreat but advanced, and bombarded Wang Mang with all his strength, dragging Wang Mang, unable to leave Cu.

Wang Mang's expression changed drastically!

These dead energy is poured into the bone-cold fire, and the bone-cold fire suddenly becomes several times stronger.

The flame of the Spirit-Devouring Fire was instantly suppressed to its extreme and was shaking.

"Hehe, let's see how you block it!" Jian Leyu laughed unrestrainedly, as if she saw Ling Zhi being eroded by the bone cold fire and controlling Ling Zhi.
Chapter completed!