Supreme Alchemy

The Three Thousand Saint Sons are going to compete with the Alchemy King!

The news spread throughout the Tianji Sect instantly.

Immediately, all the disciples of Tianji Sect came to Bagua Lake.

Even the elders of Tianji Sect showed up.

Everyone is excited and looking forward to it.

Both sides of this battle.

They are not ordinary people.

Of course, there is no need to say more about the Three Thousand Saint Sons.

As disciples of the Tianji Sect, they are naturally the most familiar with Dao Sanqian.

And the Dan King on the other side.

His fame is far greater than that of Dao Three Thousand.

It also left countless legendary events in Middle-earth.

Kill the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons.

Become an elder of the Alchemist Association.

Hold an elixir auction.

Kill Li Shusheng with the sword.

The battle of gold.

All of this made everyone in the Tianji Sect proud.

I have a strong curiosity about Xiao Changfeng.

And through this battle, not only can he meet the Alchemy King who is famous throughout China.

It’s even better to watch a wonderful battle.

Naturally, no one wants to miss this.

Soon the Bagua Lake was full of people.

Everyone gathered around consciously.

Leave the center of gravity blank for the battlefield.

There are not many elders in Tianji Sect, only three.

Except for the ancestor of Tianhuo.

There is also a middle-aged man with an eagle tattooed on his body.

The last person is a plump middle-aged lady who likes to put on makeup and makeup.

But both of them are very strong.

The middle-aged man with an eagle tattoo is at the eighth level of the Great Power Realm.

And that middle-aged lady who likes to put on makeup and makeup is at the ninth level of the Great Power Realm.

"Tianhuo, who do you think will win among the three thousand saints and the Alchemy King?"

The middle-aged lady's voice was as clear and sweet as an oriole's.

There is a huge difference from its appearance.

"Mrs. Bai, don't you have faith in the Holy Son?"

Ancestor Tianhuo, his body covered with flames, asked Madam Bai.

"The Nu family naturally has confidence in the Holy Son, but after all, he is the Alchemy King, and even the sect master values ​​him so much, so he should not be underestimated."

Mrs. Bai twisted her fat waist and smiled softly.

Mrs. Bai looks funny and kind.

But Ancestor Tianhuo knew it.

Once Mrs. Bai gets angry, it's like a volcano erupting.

The horror level made the ancestor of Tianhuo feel terrified.

So he thought for a while before answering.

"There is no doubt that the Holy Son is not weak, but the Alchemy King is not weak either. But after all, the Holy Son's realm is higher than that of the Alchemy King. In this competition, the Holy Son should win."

The third thousand years of Tao are the stage of spiritual transformation.

Equivalent to the Imperial Martial Realm.

And Xiao Changfeng is still in the Nascent Soul stage, which is equivalent to the Tianwu realm.

There is a realm of difference between the two.

Therefore, Patriarch Tianhuo is more optimistic about Dao Sanqian.

And this is what most Tianji Sect disciples think.

After all they wanted to come.

Alchemy King is the strongest.

But Dao Sanqian is not weak either.

And a higher level is the difference between heaven and earth.

So they all thought that Dao Sanqian would win.

"I think King Dan will win."

The middle-aged man with an eagle tattoo suddenly spoke.

His voice was a bit sharp, but it was like a sharp sword, making people shudder.

"Flying Eagle, do you think so little of our Holy Son?"

At this time, Madam Bai conveyed to the Flying Eagle Ancestor what the Skyfire Ancestor had just said to her.

Although the Flying Eagle Ancestor has a dull personality.

But he is the most stable among the three.

Ancestor Tianhuo has a fiery personality, while Madam Bai has an ups and downs personality.

Only the Flying Eagle Ancestor seems to be a boring gourd, but he is the most stable.

"intuition!"

The Flying Eagle Ancestor spit out two words.

"Oh? Fei Ying, since when did you trust your intuition? In that case, how about we have a little gamble?"

Madam Bai stopped applying makeup and powder and looked at the Flying Eagle Ancestor with a smile.

"Can!"

The Flying Eagle Ancestor actually nodded in a rare gesture.

You know, he never participates in this kind of bet.

"In that case, I will also participate. I have a Lihuo Stone, which can crush the Holy Son and win."

Ancestor Tianhuo also intervened.

"Then I will use a passion flower to crush the Holy Son."

Madam Bai smiled slightly, and the powder on her face fell.

Whether it is flint or passion flower.

They are all great treasures.

But for them.

It can only be regarded as of some value.

"Dream Eagle Feather!"

The ancestor of Flying Eagle spoke in a loud voice.

And the one he was suppressing was naturally Xiao Changfeng.

In this way, the three of them made their bets.

Just waiting for the final result.

"Next, let's wait and see!"

Madam Bai looked expectantly at the two people on the Bagua Lake.

At this moment.

In the middle of Bagua Lake.

It was built for Xiao Changfeng and Dao Sanqian to step on the lake.

As for the Tianji Saint.

Also stood aside.

Just with his strength.

If there is an accident, you can take action instantly.

"Master Xiao, we must win!"

On the boat, Liu Yuange clenched his fists slightly.

I was cheering for Xiao Changfeng in my heart.

Ancestor Ziyun said nothing.

Because he couldn't determine the outcome of this competition.

At this time, the disciples of Tianji Sect were also shouting and cheering like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"Senior Dan King, please!"

Dao Sanqian bowed with his hands raised and a smile on his face.

"bring it on!"

Xiao Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm.

Even though the person in front of him was also a cultivator.

And he was stronger than himself in the Spiritualization Stage.

But he was not afraid at all.

"Senior Dan Wang, please be careful!"

Dao Sanqian's eyes were burning, suppressing the tension and excitement in his heart.

Swish!

A tsunami-like spiritual consciousness burst out from his body.

Suddenly, the lake surface, which was originally as flat as a mirror, suddenly raised waves.

As if there was a wind blowing.

And the ripples continued to spread from Dao Sanqian's feet to Xiao Changfeng.

Getting stronger and stronger.

When it arrived in front of Xiao Changfeng.

It was able to raise a ten-meter-high wave.

The huge wave was like a huge palm, looking down.

It seemed to slap Xiao Changfeng into the lake.

But the most important thing was not the lake water.

It was the majestic spiritual consciousness that came like a tsunami.

As a cultivator, Dao Sanqian naturally had spiritual consciousness.

And his spiritual consciousness was very strong.

If it is fully dispersed, it can reach a range of one kilometer.

And its quality is also very high.

It is like fine steel that has been tempered a thousand times.

But in front of Xiao Changfeng.

It is still not good enough.

At this time, Xiao Changfeng stood in place and did not move at all.

The green light in his eyes surged.

The vast spiritual consciousness penetrated his body.

Not only blocked Dao Sanqian's spiritual attack.

He even used the water control talent of the Xuanwu Changsheng Scroll.

Let the ten-meter-high waves return to the Bagua Lake and return to calm.

"You are worthy of being the senior Dan Wang. Please accept this move from me next!"

Seeing that his spiritual consciousness was blocked,

Dao Sanqian was not surprised but happy.

Spiritual consciousness is very important to him.

But all along, except for the master, no one can block his spiritual attack.

It is hard to find an opponent.

Today he can finally let go and fight.

"Conditional consciousness condenses the knife, cut the soul!"

Dao Sanqian shouted.

Suddenly his majestic spiritual consciousness.

Condensed crazily.

In the end, it condensed into a three-inch and three-point-long spiritual sword in front of him.

The spiritual consciousness took shape, and Dao Sanqian also mastered this method.

Whoosh!

In an instant.

In the shocked eyes of everyone.

The spiritual sword cut through the air and split the lake.

It slashed towards Xiao Changfeng.

This battle between cultivators and cultivators.

It finally started!