I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 324 Dragon Ball
It's too late.

The walls on all sides were broken, and dense corridors appeared in Yang Qing's sight.

Like a wasp that caused a disaster, countless monsters rushed out of those passages, and overwhelmingly pressed towards Yang Qing.

"Fuck!"

Yang Qing cursed, and the shot was a top-level fire control technique.

In this situation, he wants to recite poetry... Oh no, he doesn't dare to retain his strength at all.

In the face of tens of thousands of monster masters, any arrogance is the way to death.

However, he hadn't waited for his Chaos Flame to be sacrificed yet.

Su Wushuang beside him came forward lightly with lotus steps.

With a flip of her wrist, it was held in the palm of her hand like a flying rainbow sword wrapped in mist.

"Do you know what a master is like?"

Su Wushuang turned her head and looked at Yang Qing playfully.

Yang Qing froze for a moment, then nodded blankly.

Su Wushuang pursed her lips and smiled, turned her head and looked ahead.

There, there were countless masters of the monster clan, pressing over like a tsunami.

At this moment, Su Wushuang moved.

Not seeing any gorgeous movements, just simply holding the sword and raising your hand...

Wave lightly.

Do not take away a cloud!
……

What is the concept of Yijian Guanghan and Nineteen States?

Yang Qing didn't know it before.

But at this moment, he finally saw it.

In Su Wushuang's hands, the Feihong sword bloomed with the most magnificent splendor in the world.

The entire space is flooded and illuminated by this beam of light.

Su Wushuang is like the daughter of Xuantian, dancing in the air with a colored drill in her hand.

She is as ethereal as a fairy, and her dancing posture is graceful.

Holding the Feihong Sword in her hand, she turned around gently.

The Feihong sword draws out a sky-shattering sword energy, and roars away.

As a result, the countless army of demon soldiers rushing over, together with the entire demon temple, were chopped into two pieces.The sword energy broke through the main hall, and its power remained undiminished.Jian Guang rushed straight for hundreds of miles, cutting off all the peaks of the entire Sumeru Mountains before stopping.

Countless monster soldiers, under the sweeping of the sword energy like heaven's punishment, were directly turned into powder, and there was nothing left.

A hundred miles around, a mess.

Before long, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Under the bright moon, on the high platform.

Yang Qing looked at the wreckage all around, like Mount Sumeru after the atomic bombing of Hiroshima, raised his hand and rubbed his stiff face, and wiped off the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Am I dreaming?
Just now it was a majestic palace under the moonlight, but after a burst of sword energy, it turned into a hairless chicken under the moonlight.

Su Wushuang's sword cut off half of Mount Sumeru.

It turns out that it is true that immortals have the ability to move mountains and fill seas.

Look at the ruins of the palace scattered all around, and those on the edge of the cliff that were directly cut off by the sword energy,

It turns out that this is the master!
Yang Qing was speechless.

……

However, at this time.

Mount Sumeru suddenly began to shake violently, and then the mountain split open.

Fiery red magma spewed out from the crevices of the mountain.

"go!"

Before Yang Qing came back to his senses, Su Wushuang's face changed slightly, and he immediately grabbed Yang Qing's hand and rushed to the sky.

The moment they left.

Like a volcanic eruption, Mount Sumeru collapsed.

In the swirling dust and gravel.

A demon king with a towering figure and burning flames all over his body appeared in Yang Qing's field of vision, waving a fiery red whip with flames in his hand.

"what is this?"

Su Wushuang was flying with his sword, and Yang Qing, who was hugging Wushuang's waist, looked back, took a breath and said, "Is it the Balrog?"

"No, it's the demon god!"

Su Wushuang said in a deep voice.

"not good!"

Yang Qing suddenly saw the demon god, brandishing his whip, and swept towards him.He suddenly thumped in his heart, and said quickly: "Speed ​​up!"

But it's too late.

The demon god's whip seemed to be hundreds of thousands of miles long, and it swept across.

The end of the flaming whip was accurately drawn on the flying sword.

However, at the moment when they were about to collide.

Yang Qing directly sacrificed the Qinghen Sword.

He and Su Wushuang had a tacit understanding, and directly abandoned the Feihong sword and jumped on the Qinghen sword.

Su Wushuang gently raised his hand.

The Feihong sword swiftly avoided the demon god's whip, and fell back into Su Wushuang's hands.

But right now.

The demon whip suddenly changed into a huge red cage, trapping Su Wushuang and Yang Qing in this world like a net.

In the next second, the towering demon god suddenly disappeared.In the next second, they appeared in front of Yang Qing and Su Wushuang.

The demon god roared and punched.

"Fuck!"

Yang Qing cursed secretly, and controlled the flying sword, up and down, left and right, flexibly avoiding the left and right uppercuts of the demon god.

But even though he dodged every time, the frightened feeling and the endless running away finally aroused the evil fire in Yang Qing's heart.

"Master roasted you!"

Yang Qing roared.

After Yu Jian accelerated to avoid the fist that spewed out from the demon god's mouth, he turned his handprints over.

A black fire column of white rice vinegar, like a waterfall falling from nine heavens, poured directly on the demon god's head.

The flame of chaos, which has not been seen for a long time, has undergone many mutations.

Today's chaotic fire is more like water than oil.

After it landed on the demon god, it actually wrapped the demon god automatically.

That's devouring!

The demon god who has survived for hundreds of millions of years felt his life was threatened for the first time in his life.

He groaned in pain and tore his clothes.

Trying to extinguish the black flame that was burning his soul.

But it is clear that all this is in vain.

The fire of chaos cannot be extinguished unless the caster actively recalls it.

However, Yang Qing also discovered the current flame of chaos, which looked fierce.

But in fact, its power is far from reaching its limit.

The strength of the Chaos Flame is directly related to the master's cultivation.

Thinking of this, Yang Qing couldn't help but sigh: It seems that his cultivation has hindered the performance of Chaos Fire.

Maybe one day, my cultivation will break through the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, or even higher.

Perhaps, at that time, the flame of chaos can reveal its true majesty.

……

However, although the power of the Chaos Fire has not been brought into full play now.

But the demon god has been severely injured.

Moreover, if the burning continues like this, the demon god will still be completely refined within a few days.

But obviously, neither side intends to leave such a long time for the other.

After the demon god was enveloped by the flames of chaos, he found desperately that he could not break free from the engulfment of the black flames.

Therefore, it surrendered its gaze to the caster.

The demon god temporarily gave up refining to resist the fire of chaos, but concentrated his strength and rushed towards Yang Qing and Su Wushuang who were flying with swords in the air.

A roar filled the world.

Yang Qing was directly dizzy from the roar, and almost lost his footing and dropped the flying sword.

Fortunately, Su Wushuang gave him a hand.

"You go first, I will deal with it!"

Su Wushuang looked solemn, and said to Yang Qing in a deep voice.

"What are you kidding!"

Yang Qing frantically urged the true essence.

The speed of the Qinghen sword has increased to the extreme at this moment.

After hearing Su Wushuang's words, he didn't even think about it, and directly denied: "That's a demon god, you can't beat it!"

"You can't beat it if you fight it, you'll know it after you fight it!"

Su Wushuang snorted softly, summoned a flying sword, and jumped on it: "Don't underestimate me!"

After finishing speaking, Su Wushuang directly controlled the Feihong sword, turned around and greeted the rushing demon god.

Yang Qing sighed helplessly and could only turn around.

……

night sky.

Su Wushuang controlled the sword Lingfeng.

Her snow-white fingers gently formed seals.

A rainbow appeared out of thin air behind her.

In the next second, Su Wushuang directly held the rainbow in his hand.

Thus, the rainbow became a sky bow.

Su Wushuang gently drew the bow.

After squinting to aim for a moment, he suddenly let go.

A hidden arrow, with the power to destroy the world, went straight to the demon god.

The demon god galloped towards him with big strides, roared, and raised his fist to meet him.

bang...

The demon god's fist was directly blown off, and his hand was broken at the root.

Huge force, the oscillating space almost collapsed, the sky and the earth shook, mountains and rivers collapsed.

The demon god was hit by this huge force and flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and didn't get up for a long time.

And Su Wushuang in the air was also backlashed by this huge force.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and her pretty face was as pale as snow.

She wobbled, almost unable to stand still.

This collision.

Obviously it was Su Wushuang who suffered.

For practitioners, internal injuries are far more serious than external injuries.

After all, practitioners have mastered many wonderful methods.

As long as the primordial spirit will not be destroyed, others, such as physical injuries, can be completely unrestrained.

After all, a head can be reborn, let alone a broken wrist.

Sure enough, the demon god, who was rushed away by the shock wave, climbed up, roared again, and rushed towards this place.And its hand that was blown off before has recovered as before.

Su Wushuang took a deep breath and stood firmly on the flying sword.

She stared at the demon god calmly with her beautiful eyes, and her snow-white fingers fluttered on her chest, forming seals again.

However, at this moment.

Yang Qing's voice came from his ear.

"You take a break, I'll come!"

Yang Qing controlled the Qinghen Sword and stood in front of Su Wushuang.

"You are not his opponent!"

Su Wushuang quickly grabbed Yang Qing.

"Don't worry, I have a way!"

Yang Qing said lightly, with his hands behind his back, like a master.

At this time, the demon god was already close at hand.

In the next second, Yang Qing raised his hand slowly and aimed at the demon god.

As a result, the flames of chaos swept out again.

It's just that this time, the fire of chaos has turned into ice.

The chaotic fire that swept out was like a gust of strong cold air, directly freezing the rushing demon god in the black ice.

Looking carefully, I saw that the ice cube was not actually ice, but a solid flame.

Frozen and burned, melted into one.

Xuanbing trapped the demon god, and the flames of chaos crazily refined the demon god.

This time, the demon god who was bound in the profound ice finally sensed the taste of death.

"you……"

At this time, Su Wushuang came around from behind.

She looked at Yang Qing with surprise in her beautiful eyes and said, "How did you do it?"

"Great!"

Yang Qing smiled proudly.

Su Wushuang's beautiful eyes glanced at him lightly, and then at the demon god who was frozen and burned.After thinking about it with a frown, he looked at Yang Qing angrily and said, "Did you bring that dragon ball under Longhu Lake?"

(End of this chapter)