Chapter 426: Qingmu's Face, Water Method Alchemy

"Sect Master, why are you here too?"

Zhao Jingfan looked at Song Sect Master inside the alchemy hall and asked in surprise.

Song Sect Master stared at the flame inside the alchemy furnace, his brows furrowed, his mind calm and expression focused; he ignored him until the spiritual fire extinguished, only then turning his head to look at Zhao Jingfan.

"Why couldn't I be here?"

Zhao Jingfan had not yet answered.

Beside the alchemy furnace, Elder Xiong picked up a newly refined spiritual pill to examine it, then sniffed it; a terrifying green

Lingyun, leveraging the system pill's heaven-defying effect, had painlessly broken through to the first layer of the Qi Martial Realm; the assessment for the Force Martial Realm was as simple as playing a game to him now.

Thus, one person and two beasts became a century-rare miracle in Tianluan City these past few days; because of this commotion, progress was slow, and many people came specifically to witness the spectacle—even the Wang Fu, always regarded as cold-faced and cold-hearted, arrived.

Lin Yang casually played a Glory Card; amidst flashing holy light, a figure with a strange outline immediately appeared, and before this figure could be seen clearly, a cacophony of noise indescribable in words suddenly erupted, drilling into everyone's ears in the wildest manner.

Among these three laws, if truly judging by killing power, the law that causes all living beings to wither and fade ranks first, so unless necessary, Tai Xu Yue Hua rarely uses it; she is not a maniac, but at this very moment, she truly could not hold back.

However, the black-robed monks' attention was drawn to that old man, which further favored his own actions. As long as he did not alert the black-robed monks, secretly infiltrated the courtyard, and "stole" Liu Ci out, seeing Liu Ci safe and sound with his own eyes, Poseidon was confident he could take her far away from Douala City.

Since then, Su Jinling's fame grew even greater; by afternoon, Xueyang Palace was practically overcrowded, and Su Jinling felt she should change to a bigger box to hold her treasures.

To care for Gao Jingzong's life, Chu Sazi also allocated one hundred eunuchs and one hundred palace maids from the imperial palace. A handsome eunuch led Gao Jingzong into the Xia Country Wang Fu and casually began to tour.

Ying Wan'er looked at Gu Zhen, sneering as she spoke; they had arrived here long ago, but had hidden using the Life Art method; no one here had discovered them, not even the two Dao Ancestors from the Great Zhou Divine Court.

Then, Su Fan slowly began to circulate his soul power, and the aura of a Soul Practitioner at the fourth level instantly emerged.

Facing Omar, who was stunned into a daze, Gwen Leiya merely smiled faintly and spoke with a calm expression.

Both sides chatted quite harmoniously; before long, they pinched their ears to add each other on WeChat, then departed separately.

Lu Shiyu suddenly came to his senses; the year after his sister left, he had been in such an illusionary realm.

The car stopped by the roadside; Mi Xiang'er greeted everyone, then got straight out and ran toward the company.

The vegetable-selling auntie next door was shouting, but she, being thin-skinned, dared not make a sound. Grandma Ye, seeing the market was crowded today, hurried back to pick vegetables, hoping to sell a bit more money.

The high tower suffered a comprehensive explosion from within; the ferocious energy, enough to turn any creature on the surface into powder, erupted outward; in that blinding white light, the two-headed parasitic steel demon dragon let out a final roar, then was swallowed by that pale light.

It never expected that back then, Yan Yang had willingly allowed itself to be sealed, and had also willingly become a living spirit.

Gu Xiaojun raised her eyebrows slightly. The more she listened, the more confused she became, completely unable to understand what he was saying. It was the first time she saw him wear such an expression, as if he had let go of everything. What did he mean? Was he agreeing to cooperate?

Before Mo Jiuchen even stepped through the door, hearing the knocking sound even louder than before, a cold killing intent surfaced in his emerald-green eyes.

She could not stay here any longer; otherwise, the elegant image she had maintained for over twenty years might be ruined by this man's hands.