‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…

Yao Qingxue's aura condensed. Before she could react, the Kun Sheng and Xiang Wuji and the others, they saw a large cluster of extremely rich demonic aura that instantly enveloped them.

Countless ancient demon patterns flashed.

"What, what's going on? I can't move my body?" Kun Sheng shouted in shock.

"I... I am too." Xiang Wuji's face turned pale in a flash. He stared at Yao Qingxue and said, "Yes, you have tampered with it, right?"

"Hey, Xiang Wuji, why have you become a tree?" Kun Sheng blinked his eyes twice, looked at Xiang Wuji in a daze, with a strange face, and said.

"Aren't you the same?" Xiang Wuji rolled his eyes and said unhappy, "It's still the camphor tree. I remember that those things like termites and mice like to eat the bark of the camphor tree the most. Master Kun, you have to be careful. If you die in the hands of those emperors, you may still be famous for a lifetime. If you are gnawed by termites and mice, it will be really bad for thousands of years."

"Xiang...Xiang Wuji, you bastard, don't look at yourself in the mirror. Your damn girl is like this young master, and they are all camphor trees." After Kun Sheng cursed in anger, he quickly looked at Yao Qingxue, cried and said, "Emperor, Your Highness, I don't know what to do with you. It's Xiang Wuji, it has nothing to do with me."

"Shut up." Yao Qingxue's face darkened and said coldly, "If you two dare to make another syllable, I will turn you into stones and throw them into the stinky ditch of the royal city, so that you two will not see a trace of light for millions of years."

“…”

Kun Sheng and Xiang Wuji are just a small episode, and no one will pay attention to them. At this moment, everyone's attention is focused on Chen Changsheng.

Even Yao Wuyang, Venerable Kashyapa and others shared a trace of their minds and looked at Chen Changsheng's alchemy furnace.

Danhuo is everywhere.

From time to time, there would be a few sounds, "Puchi" and "Puchi" sounds, and the temperature in the Xianqiong Tower soared to the extreme. Those fourth floors of the Emperor Realm, 50% of the people were sweating profusely at this moment, and subconsciously retreated to the corner.

"Ten...seventeen kinds." Emperor Xuanye said with a gloomy face: "This little beast's alchemy attainments are actually higher than those of the Jinwu Ancient Clan. He is only at the first level of the Emperor Realm. Could it be that this kid is really the reincarnation of the Emperor?"

"Emperor Huang? Impossible..." Lan Deng Buddha shook his head and said calmly, "The ancient emperor in "The Immortal Court of Huang Family" was still suppressed by the torrent, holding the "The Ancient Pill Bible" in his hand. If there is a slight mistake, it will be a fate that will never be restored. With his scheming, how could he be willing to give up everything now? Eighty percent of him are still hiding in the corner of "The Immortal Court of Huang Family" and specialize in those elixirs that can change fate."

"Haha, the soul power of that little beast is almost exhausted." Yao Wuyang suddenly exclaimed, saying that the face that was seven or eight points similar to Yao Muye became ecstatic.

Puff!

When he was distracted, the medicinal materials in the "Pill Furnace" were immediately burned to ashes, turning into a wisp of black smoke and floating out. The huge Xianqiong Tower suddenly felt a burning smell.

Seeing that the furnace of medicinal materials were destroyed, Yao Wuyang was not in a hurry, but stared at Chen Changsheng with a bright look. He knew very well that as long as Chen Changsheng lost, with his alchemy, it would not be difficult to catch up with other alchemists.

"Boom..."

Yao Wuyang's exclamation made the ancient Chen family, Wu family, as well as the young alchemist of the ancient Jinwu clan stunned at the same time, and subconsciously looked at Chen Changsheng.

The elixir furnaces suddenly sounded "bang", "bang", "bang", and "bang". Obviously, all the medicinal materials of their distraction were turned into ashes.

"Hmph, I dare to get involved in the first level of the Emperor Realm, the 18th grade divine pill. I am so tired of living. I'm suffering now, right?" The young man from the ancient Jinwu clan wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Chen Changsheng with a sneer and said.

"Depending on his appearance, at most, he can also combine two medicinal powders?" Venerable Kashyapa raised his eyelids and said lightly.

"At most, it's the limit." The old man from the 'Wu' family shook his head and spoke.

‘Hu’, ‘Hu’, ‘Hu’…

When they saw those ancient clans and people from the ancient sects, they looked at Chen Changsheng gloatingly. Yao Qingxue, who was not far away, had a gloomy face. Her pink fist was so clenching that she was "splashing" and "splashing". She wanted to help, but she couldn't intervene. After all, her so-called imperial daughter could only be considered an outsider in the matter of alchemy.

Xiang Wuji, who had turned into a camphor tree, and Kun Sheng and the others were also looking at Chen Changsheng nervously at this moment.

"Little thing, it's your turn to help." Chen Changsheng breathed a breath of turbid air and said in a voice to the turtle soul beside him.

"Yaaa..."

Hearing the word "help", a trace of flesh and pain flashed across Turtle Soul's silly little face. After whispering a few words, he stretched out his claws, took out a lot of medicinal materials from its turtle shell, threw them into his mouth and started chewing it.

Then, swallowed it all.

"That little thing, what are you doing?" Di Xuanye frowned and said suspiciously.

"Refining medicinal materials?" A solemn expression appeared on the face of Lan Deng Buddha, and he said, "Although I can't see what the origin of this sin turtle is, don't it feel it's too late to refine those medicinal materials?"

It is no secret that the beast soul can refine medicinal materials and provide them to warriors.

However, it takes a process to "refining" medicinal materials. Even in "The Story of Ten Thousand Beasts Without Borders", the top monsters will take at least three or five days to refine and then supply them to warriors.

Although the medicinal materials devoured by the turtle soul were only some ordinary spiritual medicines of seventh or eighth grades, they could not be refined immediately. In their opinion, the actions of this little thing were useless at all.

‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…

As soon as the medicinal materials in the mouth of the turtle soul turned into a powerful soul power and entered Chen Changsheng's body. Chen Changsheng, who was originally pale, suddenly became rosy.

Seeing this scene, let alone those ordinary warriors, even Yao Qingxue, Lan Deng Buddha and others were stunned. Looking at Chen Changsheng in front of the alchemy furnace, he could not say a word for a long time.

Emperor Xuanye opened his mouth even widened, as if he had forgotten his breath. After a long time, he widened his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "This...this is OK?"

After seeing Chen Changsheng and the turtle soul's infinite operation, the faces of the faces suddenly filled with unconcealed murderous intent.

He clenched his fists and did not speak.
Chapter completed!