Chapter 1292: The King Pot

Seeing that the cultivators around were so afraid of the teapot, Qingfeng Li frowned, and asked, "Puppy, what is the King's Refining Pot? Why are the people around you so afraid?"

The black puppy looked dignified, and said, "Li Qingfeng, you have to be careful, the king refining pot is a peerless magic weapon, it can suck people below the spirit king level into it, and turn them all into blood. This magic weapon is so powerful that no one can do it." Resistance, according to legend, is a magic weapon refined by former saints.

After hearing the black puppy's explanation, Li Qingfeng's face changed drastically, and his heart was full of horror.

Li Qingfeng didn't know what the refining pot was before, but now he knows that the black puppy is a know-it-all, knowing everything about the ancient earth and the cultivation world.

Li Qingfeng's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that Zhao Bing'er had such a saint's magic weapon as the King's Alchemy Pot in his hands. No wonder he didn't take himself seriously and said he wanted to kill him.

"Hahaha, Qingfeng Li, if you don't want to die, you should kneel down and beg me for mercy. If I'm in a good mood, I'll let you go." Zhao Binger held the refining pot in her hand, raised her head and laughed, with an arrogant expression on her face.

At this time, Zhao Bing'er looked excited, and she didn't take Li Qingfeng seriously at all.

Although Li Qingfeng's physical strength is stronger than Zhao Binger's, don't forget that Zhao Binger now has the King's Alchemy Pot in his hand.

On the ancient earth, the alchemy pot was the super magic weapon of the saints, but now it is in the hands of Zhao Binger.

Seeing this scene, the people around looked at Li Qingfeng with sympathy, as if they saw that Li Qingfeng was going to die in the next moment, and he died in pain and misery.

"It's over, Li Qingfeng is dead, Zhao Bing'er has the king refining pot in his hand, she is absolutely invincible."

"That's right, unless someone from the Spirit Emperor Realm appears, otherwise, no one can match Zhao Binger."

"Hey, Li Qingfeng's talent is actually very strong. Whether it's swordsmanship or physical strength, he can defeat Zhao Binger. It's a pity that he doesn't have such a magic weapon."

The crowd all around whispered there. They knew Qingfeng Li was dead this time, and he was still killed by Zhao Binger. No one was optimistic about Qingfeng Li.

The members of the Wolf Fang Squad, Fairy Baihua, Qin Xianzhi and the others all looked worried when they heard the discussions of the people around them.

"Puppy, help Li Qingfeng quickly." The Taoist looked at the black puppy and said.

The black puppy shook his head and said: "Even if it is me, I am not an opponent in the face of the king refining pot. Only when I cultivate to the spirit emperor state can I defeat Zhao Bing'er."

When the Taoist saw the black puppy saying that he was not good enough, he looked at the Sky Swallowing Snake next to him, but the Swallowing Snake also shook his head, expressing that his own strength was not good enough, and he was helpless.

Li Qingfeng heard the worries of the Taoist priest and the others, and said: Don't worry, I have my own solution.

The King Pot is very powerful. Qingfeng Li knew that he was no match with his own strength, but don't forget that Qingfeng Li still had the remnant soul of the Flame Dragon in his mind, and the soul of the Dark Night Emperor in his long sword. All of them are invincible, so there is naturally a way to break this King Alchemy Pot.

Li Qingfeng's consciousness moved, and he sent a sound transmission to Emperor An Ye: "Senior, Zhao Bing'er has the King's Alchemy Pot in his hand, what should I do?"

The Great Emperor Anye pondered for a moment, and then said, "Li Qingfeng, the King Pot is extremely powerful, and it is called a sage's super magic weapon. If you want to break it, you can only crack it from the inside, not from the outside."

Qingfeng Li shook his head, expressing his confusion, and continued to transmit voice transmission: Senior, I am standing here now, how can I crack it from the inside?

The Great Emperor Anye chuckled, and said: It's very simple, wait a moment and let Zhao Bing'er absorb you into the King's Alchemy Pot, and then I will teach you how to destroy the King's Alchemy Pot from the inside, and then you will be able to defeat Zhao Bing'er.

Li Qingfeng nodded, with a look of joy in his eyes, he believed what Emperor Anye said.

If someone told Qingfeng Li to enter the King's Alchemy Pot, he would definitely not go in. Once he entered the King's Alchemy Pot, he would be refined into blood and die without a place to die. However, Emperor Anye is Li Qingfeng's senior, Qingfeng Li will never be harmed.

Li Qingfeng looked calm, looked at Zhao Bing'er opposite, and said, "Is your King's Alchemy Pot very powerful? In my opinion, it's nothing more than that. I'm not standing here right now. What can you do to me?"

Li Qingfeng looked up at the sky while talking, with an arrogant look, he didn't take Zhao Binger seriously at all, and made Zhao Binger half dead with anger.

Zhao Binger's face was gloomy, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: Qingfeng Li, since you want to die, I'll make it happen for you. I will suck you into the alchemy pot and turn you into a puddle of blood.

"Really? Just suck me in if you have the ability. I'd like to see if your King Pot is as powerful as it is said in the legend. Is it a real saint's weapon?" Li Qingfeng waved his hand, still looking down. Not to mention Zhao Binger's appearance, that arrogant appearance.

At this time, all the cultivators around looked at Qingfeng Li strangely. They felt that Qingfeng Li's brain was broken, or he was injured. Why didn't they take Zhao Binger's King Alchemy Pot seriously? .

Big Brother, the King Pot is a magic weapon used by saints. It used to refine a king-level cultivator into blood, some cultivators thought this way.

"Li Qingfeng, there used to be a strong man of the ninth level of the Spirit King Realm who was refined by the king refining pot. You have to be careful." Fu Mengyao said to Li Qingfeng via voice transmission.

Hearing Fu Mengyao's voice transmission, Li Qingfeng's expression turned cold, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Li Qingfeng didn't understand how this woman could transmit voice to him, so he kindly reminded himself.

Li Qingfeng was convinced that he had never met Fu Mengyao before, nor did he know her, so why did she help him?

Fu Mengyao didn't give Li Qingfeng a chance to react, so she turned her head away after the sound transmission and stopped looking at Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng's expression turned cold, he always felt that Fu Mengyao was weird, as if something was hiding from him, a feeling that was both familiar and strange.

But just now, Fu Mengyao used the sound transmission technique, only Li Qingfeng and her knew about it, and no one else knew about it.

If outsiders knew that Fu Mengyao, the great beauty of Emperor Fuzong, would kindly send a voice transmission to Li Qingfeng, they would surely drop their jaws in surprise.

Li Qingfeng glanced at Fu Mengyao with a strange look, and then walked towards Zhao Bing'er. He had to deliberately enter the inside of the King's Alchemy Pot before he could break the King's Alchemy Pot.

"Li Qingfeng, today is the day of your death. I see how arrogant you are?" Zhao Bing'er held the king refining pot in her hand, opened the lid directly, then called Li Qingfeng's name, and threw the king refining pot into the air.

The alchemy pot flew into the air and began to grow bigger, becoming as big as two water jars.

From the mouth of the teapot, the Lianwang Kettle shot a black ray of light, which contained strong suction, and directly sucked Li Qingfeng into it.