Chapter 143 Linglong Baiqiao Zijindan, You Refine Nuclear Bombs and I Refine Hydrogen

In fact, the energy contained in this Earthly Evil Pill is not as good as the essence of the sun and the moon, and is only slightly stronger than the ordinary spiritual energy between heaven and earth. However, if we talk about what kind of spiritual energy in this prehistoric land contains the most energy, it must be the essence of the sun and the moon.

So it is true that breathing in the essence of the sun and the moon is right.

Then what about the method of refining with the essence of the sun and the moon?

Although the energy contained in the Earthly Evil Pill is not as good as the essence of the sun and the moon, how many beings can fully utilize the energy in the essence of the sun and the moon?

Probably only the sun "demon god".

The energy in this Earthly Evil Pill is very easy to extract and utilize, just like the nuclear power plant. The energy contained in this fist-sized Earthly Evil Pill should be enough to generate electricity for three thousand years in the largest nuclear power plant in his previous life.

And it is not just burning the boiler, Luo Zu can use it directly.

After so many years of calculations by Luo Zu, he not only calculated the method of refining the Earthly Evil Pill, but also deduced the method of perfectly utilizing the energy contained in it.

Those witches ate this Earthly Evil Pill just like Zhu Bajie ate the ginseng fruit, swallowing it whole, and the rest depended on the witch bloodline to operate. Some of the more particular ones would probably use the witch skills. Luo Zu was particular, adding some seasonings to dissolve the useless waste in the Earthly Evil Pill, and then dissolving the radiation that was a curse to other creatures. In the end, what he got was the Linglong Baiqiao Zijin Pill, a top-quality elixir that was more suitable for the human physique.

If Luo Zu had not fully understood the training method of the Earthly Evil Pill, he really couldn't refine the Linglong Baiqiao Zijin Pill.

In order to refine the Linglong Baiqiao Zijin Pill, Luo Zu also asked the hot witch tribe to help him buy a Earthly Evil Pill.

The hot witch tribe was naturally enthusiastic, and did not ask Luo Zu for the currency, but directly gave one to him, saying that the supplies sent by the moon witch tribe during the previous battle with the demon tribe were idle, so they gave it directly to Luo Zu.

After getting this precious pill, Luo Zu quickly refined the pill, one turn, two turns...seven turns, eight turns...nineteen turns, so that the civil and military fire, the fire in the stone, the grass and wood fire, the fire in the jade, the clean water washing, the cloud steaming, finally he made the exquisite purple gold pill he envisioned.

When the pill was made, the whole world in the pot, from the human world to the fairy world, and then to the nine underworlds, was full of spiritual energy, the fairy light was extremely long, the seven-colored auspicious light was like waves, and the fragrance of orchids swept the three realms. What a fairy treasure was born, the world was shocked.

In an instant, all the living beings in the world were stagnant, and then many souls moved at that time. There were 160 souls of the human race, 99 souls of the demon race, and 119 souls of the barbarians. They all set off to chase to the seaside.

But they could not trace anything, and then so many souls crowded in the sky and fought first.

The hatred was deep as the sea, and now they met and were jealous, how could they be polite and polite to each other?

In the past eighteen years, the human race has marched westward, and new disasters have arisen. In the midst of the calamity, countless people have been killed. Originally, the human race had 167 Yuanshen, but seven Yuanshen were sacrificed in this expedition. Of course, the demons and barbarians did not get any advantage, and each suffered casualties. Five Yuanshen died in the demons, and nine Yuanshen died in the barbarians.

This time, the demons and barbarians failed to join forces to resist the human race. The human race, like the demons did in the past, shrank itself and lived in a corner, leaving the land of the wilderness to the demons and barbarians. The two tribes repeatedly fought here, you fight me, I kill you, it was so hot, and the three hundred years of fighting also formed a blood feud, so unless the human race has the advantage, they will not be able to join forces again.

This time, the fight caused by Luo Zu lasted for three days, the coast was collapsed, and after the seawater backflowed, its depth was enough to build a port.

Seeing the light of the treasure dissipate and the treasure disappear, the souls no longer gathered here, but dispersed and went away. The human race naturally chased them, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Then they ran away and chased each other, fighting for eight or nine days, and finally fought again at the border, with each other fighting back and forth, and another fierce fight.

The culprit Luo Zu had taken the exquisite purple gold pill out of the pot world, and then caught his own drug test mouse. A demon Ding who was caught earlier was in the same group as Qing Ben, who was now a powerful figure in the pot world.

Luo Zu trapped him in a cave in the cave of Luoxiang, and did not heal his injuries. Then he only sent him spiritual energy, so that he survived until now, and he did not die, but he was dying every day, which was very miserable.

But Luo Zu was not a demon, so he would not have the idea of ​​hurting his own kind.

So he was not polite at all. He had been fed a lot of waste pills that he had refined a few days ago. He was already afraid of eating them. Now when he heard Luo Zu walking, his instep slipped on the ground and he wanted to run away.

"I don't want to eat it anymore, I don't want to eat it anymore, please spare me." The accent from the Qiuzhi tribe said this demonic language without any fear, but rather a little funny.

"This time it's a good thing." Luo Zu muttered, but he would not feed this guy this exquisite hundred holes purple gold pill.

The materials of this pill are precious and the refining method is complicated. After nineteen turns, even if Luo Zu was so patient, he would still be tired.

"I don't want it..."

Then Luo Zu had picked up a little crumbs from the exquisite hundred holes purple gold pill and put it into his mouth.

It could have been more direct to take a handful of the pill energy and send it into his body.

As the pill crumbs full of high energy fell into his mouth, he immediately fell to the ground and twitched.

However, Luo Zu knew that this was not a sign of his dying, but a stress response from the drug testing during this period.

After a few stabs, his body began to change.

The eyes that had been poked blind actually began to bleed, and then a pair of cunning, lifeless eyeballs grew out of them.

The aura on his body gradually condensed and slowly rose.

Luo Zu only observed for a while and then stopped looking. As for whether to take this exquisite hundred-hole purple gold pill now, he was not in a hurry. After all, he still had a creative idea to use.

He intended to make improvements on the basis of refining the best-quality Disha pill, but not in the direction of exquisite hundred-hole purple gold pill, but in the direction of hydrogen bomb.

Think about this best-quality Disha pill is similar to a nuclear bomb, then what about the hydrogen bomb in Luo Zu's memory in his previous life?

If the power of the hydrogen bomb is refined into a pill, what kind of power would it have?

Throw a pill out at that time...

"If this works, the pill can also fight and attack... This is considered... Others have sword cultivation, and I am considered a pill cultivation?"

Luo Zu teased his own idea.

"No, this pill cultivation is unlucky. You can't rest alone, you have to cultivate both..." Luo Zu felt that this idea was getting more and more extreme.

When his creativity was flourishing, he suddenly got a piece of news.

From the world in the pot - the fairyland.

Huang Liulang finally couldn't stand the torture and confessed.

For more than half a year, Luo Zu had been torturing him day and night, and never stopped. Now Luo Zu had to recite the Heart Purification Mantra to himself before facing him to keep his heart calm.

And Luo Zu's torture did not make him a patient with Stockholm syndrome. After all, Luo Zu's torture was progressive, and each time he was cured, he would not do his best, but half and half, which was equivalent to taking one out of two and then taking one out of one. If this continued, it would make him always tense, and sooner or later his heartstrings would break. Now, he had broken this idea.

And the last secret he had kept tightly before was also told.

Luo Zu almost pinched him to death after hearing it.

This is a big deal, which concerns the survival of the human race.

"Destroy the Witch Sword!"