Chapter 89: A Dark and Windy Night of Murder, There Is Always a Mountain Higher than the Other!

In the Chiyang Holy Land, after the inner disciples competed, it was the turn of the core disciples to compete.

But now, even the core disciples had no time to fight and stopped, looking at the alchemy competition area.

Not only that, the disciples in the areas of refining equipment, making talismans, and drawing arrays also looked at the alchemy area.

At this moment, in the alchemy area, the onlookers did not make a sound, and all focused on watching Feng Ling and Wuming's alchemy competition.

Or, they were more watching Wuming's alchemy.

Because, no matter what level of alchemist, they can see the exquisite skills from Wuming that are enough to make them intoxicated and benefit greatly.

Even Feng Ling had to admit that the opponent was really capable, otherwise he would not be able to beat Chu Yang.

If I had not been to the Sutra Library before, I would have lost this battle.

But now it is not necessarily the case!

Feng Ling is the kind of person who will not consider the consequences once the war starts, and will go all out directly.

After all, it is a taboo for military strategists to be timid before fighting, and it is not her character to lose without fighting.

Her state of mind was like still water, without any ripples. Even if Wuming's alchemy was smoother and faster, it would not affect Feng Ling's own progress.

At this time, in the alchemy furnace, the originally colorful fusion elixir liquid had begun to condense in the direction of the pill.

At the same time, in Wuming's alchemy furnace, the almost transparent elixir liquid had formed a pill, and several streams of light flowed on the surface of the pill from time to time.

Wuming's expression was restrained and his eyes were calm. Although his opponent was a mere spiritual-level alchemist, he had no intention of letting him go.

Seeing an excellent alchemist, issuing a challenge, and then destroying the opponent's Tao heart, this is a beautiful thing.

It's a pity that Chu Yang's state of mind seemed to be more determined than he imagined. Although he seemed to have lost, the opponent might not have taken it seriously.

This made Wuming feel a little unhappy.

At this moment, the pill in the furnace trembled slightly, which made Wuming look stern. Then he made several seals and imprinted them on the furnace one by one.

"Dang~dang~dang~dang!"

With several loud noises, a strong momentum burst out from the furnace, which made the faces of the alchemists present suddenly change.

"The Explosive Spirit Pill can emit such momentum, it must have entered the Nine Patterns Realm, and the number of patterns must be quite a lot!"

A Heaven-level alchemist said with bright eyes. In addition to Dao-level alchemists like Chu Yang and Wuming, there are also some Heaven-level alchemists present.

Alchemists who can refine Foundation Establishment Realm and Spiritual Light Realm pills are Spirit-level.

Alchemists who can refine Yuanshen Realm and Pure Yang Realm are Heaven-level.

Alchemists who can refine Law Realm, Heaven Sacrifice Realm, and Semi-Saint Realm are Dao-level.

Chu Yang and Wuming are both middle-grade Dao-level alchemists, and both can refine Heaven Sacrifice Realm pills.

However, the pills of the Heaven Sacrifice Realm cannot enter the Nine-Pattern Realm.

"Nine-Pattern Realm Pills~"

"The female alchemist from the Jiuxiao Holy Land refined a three-pattern pill when competing for the first place. Now there will be something to watch."

A spiritual-level alchemist was a little emotional. He benefited a lot from Wuming's alchemy. After the end of this Eastern Wilderness Sword Test Conference, he would go back and sort it out carefully, and he would definitely gain something.

"What a pity!"

At this time, a pill master from the Taichu Holy Land showed a trace of regret on his face.

"Yes~ What a pity!"

"The momentum in Wuming's pill furnace, the explosive spirit pill is at least six-grade or above. Feng Ling from the Jiuxiao Holy Land can't compare. The young man is still too arrogant and doesn't know how to restrain himself."

Another alchemist shook his head and felt that Feng Ling was a bit sorry.

After all, she was supposed to be the rookie of the alchemy this time, but she was killed by Wuming. If her mentality was affected, then her path to the alchemy would definitely be cut off in advance.

Wang Zhan, who was standing aside, did not listen to the words of the alchemists, but looked at the two quietly. He could sense the powerful power from the aura of the nameless pill, but could not sense the power of the pill in the Fengling pill furnace.

Is it not yet a pill?

Or is there something wrong?

Wang Zhan was not sure, but he chose to believe Fengling.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, a heat wave came in the face, accompanied by a strong white gas, and then a white light shot out from the nameless pill furnace.

In an instant, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered towards the pill.

And the pill that absorbed the spiritual energy seemed to be about to break through the air as if it had a spirit.

"Want to run~ Have you asked me!"

Wuming's palm reached out from a distance, and a strong suction force sucked the pill back to his palm.

"Hiss~ Spiritual energy gathers, and the pill becomes seven-patterned!!"

"Seven-patterned Explosive Spirit Pill, a seven-patterned pill used in the Spiritual Light Realm, it's really outrageous!"

"This is the first time I've seen a seven-patterned pill!"

For a moment, all the alchemists' eyes were focused on Wuming's hand.

At this time, there were still two hours left before the end of the competition.

In other words, Wuming completed the refining of the Explosive Spirit Pill in just one hour, and was already ahead of Feng Ling in terms of speed.

If she wanted to beat Wuming, she could only beat him in quality.

However, the eight-patterned pill was too difficult.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye it was already the last half hour, and the sky had completely darkened.

Everyone's eyes fell on Feng Ling and her pill furnace.

Wuming's eyes also showed a rare strange color. He could not detect the power of the elixir in the woman's elixir furnace. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that there was no elixir in the elixir furnace.

There are only two possibilities for this situation. One is that the power of the elixir has not been leaked at all, and the other is that the elixir failed in the process of condensation.

But the problem is that these two situations are impossible.

Soon, when there were only five minutes left, a divine light flashed in Feng Ling's eyes.

Then, her elixir furnace began to vibrate. At a certain moment, the furnace cover broke open with a bang. There was no imposing manner as imagined. A glazed light flew out of the elixir furnace.

At the same time, dark clouds began to gather in the cloudless night sky, and lightning flashed in the clouds.

"Crack!"

The next second, thunder descended and hit the glazed light directly.

"The pill thunder is coming, and the pill has nine patterns!!!"

An alchemist exclaimed, staring at the pill bathed in the lightning with disbelief.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded, even the elders of the major forces on the main stand were stunned for a moment.

"There is always a mountain higher than the other~"

The elder of Taichu Holy Land spoke slowly, making everyone wake up as if from a dream and come back to their senses.

"Although it is a dark and windy night for killing people!"

"But our goal is not to kill people, but to obtain the scriptures!"

"Once you find the body scripture, retreat without any nostalgia, and those who disobey the order will be killed!"

"Yes~sir!"

"Let's do it~"

The peepers hidden in the deep space all rushed out of the space at this moment and headed straight for the protective formation of Jiuxiao Holy Land.