In Dingfeng Hall, it was now in an extremely strange atmosphere.

Everyone stared at the pill held in Duan Miaoqing's hand.

Especially those god elders, their eyes were even red, as if they were injected with chicken blood.

If so many people were watching now, they would have let go of the killing and snatched up.

Such a pill is amazing.

"Junior Brother Yun, you..." Duan Miaoqing was holding the pill in his hand, feeling anxious.

Although she didn't know what pill Yun Chen gave her, she could guess that it would be of amazing value. Otherwise, how could those gods and elders be so disobedient?

But it is precisely because of this that she feels uneasy.

With her shallow friendship with Yun Chen, how could it be worthy of Yun Chen's gift of such a elixir?

"Senior Sister Duan, with your current strength, this spiritual pill cannot be refined. The level of the medicine inside is too high. If you swallow it, you will explode and die. I suggest that you melt this pill into the spiritual liquid, dilute it into a thousand parts, and absorb a drop of spiritual liquid every three days. After all the absorption and refinement, your vitality and the potential of cultivation talent can be expanded to the extreme. In the future, it is expected to be perfected by the "Tianyin Divine Classic"." Yun Chen said lightly.

He said it casually, but when he heard it in the audience, it was like thunder thunder.

Although Duan Miaoqing's talent in practicing is quite good at Tingyu Peak, it is at most middle and upper level. It is absolutely impossible for him to achieve the ultimate achievement in the order realm in the future.

And now, a pill actually has the hope of pushing her potential to the point where she can perfectly practice the "Tianyin Divine Classic"?

Many disciples cannot believe it at all.

Zhao Jun even shouted fiercely: "Impossible! If you have the surname Yun, even if you want to brag, you have to have a limit. No matter how extraordinary your pills are, you will never have such an effect!"

Yun Chen glanced at the other party, disdaining it at all.

His spiritual elixir is not comparable to ordinary elixirs. The wood-based essence is taken from the green-skin gourd in the secret realm of the Snake Ancestor. It is a wood-based divine object that has almost disappeared after the age of gods and demons.

There is also the original essence of the quasi-emperor level, which is enough to make the peak gods crazy.

The pills refined with such magical materials are precious in the materials.

Even if you look for the Tiantianmen Divine Sect, it may be difficult to find the same level of pills.

Zhao Jun is not clear about this and wants to continue to refute it.

At this time, an old voice came: "Okay, Zhao Jun, don't say anything more, so as not to make a joke."

"Elder Wuting! What you mean..."

Zhao Jun's face turned pale in vain, and he looked at the elder who spoke in disbelief.

Wu Ting pointed, with great perseverance, moved his eyes away from the pill, turned to Yun Chen, and sighed: "This disciple just now did not exaggerate the expression of this pill. Not to mention you, this kind of pill, even to me, the gods..."

He shook his head and didn't say anything more.

But everyone could clearly hear that meaning.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Yun Chen and their expressions suddenly became extremely complicated.

Such a pill was actually taken out and given to someone!

This is going crazy!

Yun Chen was silent for seven years, but today he threw out this pill, and his handwriting was amazing, and his reputation immediately resounded throughout Tingyu Peak.

Even when the news spreads tomorrow, the entire Tianyin Sect will be sensational.

Song Shangming's face was gloomy, as if he understood something, and the cold light flowed in his eyes.

"Hahaha..." He suddenly burst out laughing and clapped his hands, "Junior Brother Yun is so bold. In order to build momentum for himself, he is willing to give up such a large amount of capital. It seems that you are here today because you are afraid that the visitors are not good. Could it be that I have any ideas about my place to enter the Nether Dragon Valley?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone's expression changed and their eyes at Yun Chen became wrong.

Song Shangming has been the first disciple of the same generation in Tingyu Peak for many years, and now he has the help of the leader of the peak, and has condensed three order chains in a row. In a vague way, he can already compare with the geniuses such as Zhao Xichuan, Wang Dingnan, Wu Faner, and Zhou Qing, and is only inferior to Xin Yushi.

How could anyone shake his status?

As everyone looked at him, Yun Chen looked calm.

"How is that?" He chuckled, without any intention of concealing it.

Song Shangming narrowed his eyes and a cold smell was emitted on his body.

"It's a pity that the quota is in my hands. All your delusions can only be delusions." Song Shangming shook his head and said, "Junior Brother Yun, I advise you not to use some small means that you can't get on the table. Only by mastering the strength in your hands can you decide everything."

While speaking, he pinched the void of his palm and evolved a seal.

The dazzling divine light of order flashed in his hands, condensing an illusory drum.

The illusory drum floated in the palm of Song Shangming's palm, turning drippingly, emitting a huge and fierce aura.

Everyone around was infected by evil spirits, and they felt that their bodies were stiff, and the flesh and blood in their bodies became rigid, and the flow of divine power in their bodies was not smooth.

"Junior Brother Yun, what do you think of my trick?"

Song Shangming smiled coldly and flicked his fingers.

With a "dong", the drum sounded.

A black mist condensed by evil spirits rushed out of it.

The black fog spread out and changed constantly, gathering a scene of killing with golden swords and iron horses. The endless roar of killing came from the black fog, as if there were billions of iron-blooded corps that were about to rush out.

Seeing this scene, the many disciples and several elders in Dingfeng Hall all changed their faces.

"Tianwei Battle Song! You have actually cultivated the Tianwei Battle Song in the Sect!" Elder Rong spoke in horror.

Tianwei Battle Song, this is an extremely terrifying song of killing and fighting. It is very difficult to understand and practice. You need to understand the true meaning of killing and fighting war.

Many gods and elders of Tianyin Sect tried to comprehend and practice, but they failed.

Some people even suffer backlash and their minds are damaged.

Even Elder Rong himself has not achieved success.

It is also possible to imagine how difficult it is.

However, once you have achieved success, your power will be unparalleled.

Song Shangming is now just evolving a starting move. Once he really keeps beating the drums and uses the sound of the drums to display the Tianwei Battle Song, the disciples in the Dingfeng Hall may all be killed.

"I didn't expect that in addition to the improvement of the divine chain of order, Senior Brother Song also cultivated into the Tianwei Zhanqu. Among his peers in the sect, he was no longer afraid of anyone except Xin Yushi." Some disciples sighed.

There were some gods and elders who were ranked low and were amazed.

Song Shangming looked at Yun Chen with a proud expression.

After the Tianyin Divine Chain is condensed to thirty lines, every time one is condensed, the strength improvement will be huge.

He gathered three more points in one breath, and in addition to secretly cultivating the Heavenly War Song, he was full of confidence.

Clinking, Yun Chen stood there expressionlessly, watching him demonstrate, shook his head repeatedly, and his eyes seemed to be like a great master seeing a green-skinned gangster who had learned a few fists and feet showing off his kung fu.

"Senior Brother Song, don't tell me, this is what you call the ability to decide everything. If this is the case, I will be very disappointed." Yun Chen sighed.
Chapter completed!