Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Click!"

A silver cup in Wu Xiang's hand was directly squeezed into powder.

He had a bad hunch for a long time, but he didn't expect that both the Holy Pilgrimage and the Heavenly King's Gate were involved in the matter.

The atmosphere in the hall is dignified.

Kneeling on the ground among the middle and upper levels of Yizong Huazong, no one dared to defend.

This is the power of the pilgrimage.

Although today's holy dynasties have almost fallen apart, the disasters are more difficult, and the western hills are thinner, but in the eyes of most holy dynasty people, they are still noble enough to resist.

"What should I do? Ling Xiao provoked the Holy Son!"

Yang Danlin also panicked, and hurriedly sent a voice to ask Yuan Zun.

"You panic, what happened to the pilgrimage, can the pilgrimage be lawless? Even the pilgrimage in its heyday could not have been so wild, not to mention the current pilgrimage, still afraid of a fart, fight Come in spirit, don't embarrass Lao Tzu."

Yuan Zun scolded.

"It's easy to say that the Holy Dynasty has ruled the Tianlong Continent for more than 100,000 years. If you want us to resist him, even if I think, my deep-rooted thinking will not change for a while and a half."

Yang Danlin smiled helplessly.

He really wanted to help Ling Xiao, but when it came to this, he couldn't help at all.

Among the core disciples, there are also people who secretly gloat and gloat over. The existence of Ling Xiao is a threat to them. If Ling Xiao is arrested like this, then they are probably in their early days.

Regardless of whether this idea is correct, they think so anyway.

"Sect Master Wu, this palace knows that you will be angry, but Ling Xiao has committed such a heinous crime, you will not catch the entire month of Huazong for him?"

Saint Child looked at Wu Xiang and smiled coldly.

Wu Xiang clenched his fists tightly, and the black truth element enveloped his whole body, and a figure like Mosha appeared behind him.

A black cloak looks extremely cold.

Looking at Wu Xiang's reaction, Chen Nanxing and others suddenly became nervous. The white-bearded old man of the king's door was blocked in front of the Holy Son that day, for fear of Wu Xiang's violent attack.

Behind him, there also appeared a ghost image, that is a gold armor strongman, holding a spear in his hand, majestic.

It is rumored that there were 100,000 gold armor under the account of the king of the tower, and the old man's martial spirit should be a general in the gold armor.

As the breath of the two broke out, the pressure in the hall doubled for a while.

The weaker people all felt pale and had difficulty breathing, as if a chest of cotton was clogged in their chests, which was very uncomfortable.

"Sect Master, hurry up, don't you want Yue Huazong to be destroyed in your hands?"

At this moment, more than ten elders of the inner door shouted loudly together.

With the exception of Jin Guang Tian Zun, Guang Han Tian Zun, Yang Dan Lin and other individuals, the rest are prepared to do everything possible to prevent Wu Xiang and Tian Wang Men from starting.

"Huh, if a sect can't even protect his own disciples, what's the use? It's annihilated!"

Wu Xiang snorted, not only did not mean to stop his hand, but the breath broke out even more terrifying.

"Sect Master Wu, is it really worthy of you to do this for the sake of a small hill?"

Saint Child smiled faintly: "Ling Xiao is nothing more than a superb realm of the nineth invincible realm of warriors. It is nothing at all. There is something here in this palace that gives you Yuehuazong, which can guarantee that you will have a 20 in a short time. Great genius under age!"

During the talk, she raised her hand and a simple and elegant wooden box appeared.

Don't look wooden.

This wood is more precious than gold and silver, plus the carving is definitely a masterpiece, and there is even the inscription of the magic circle on it.

Not to mention, this box alone is a very good baby.

Under the attention of everyone, the Son carefully opened the box, just for an instant, and the strange fragrance filled the whole hall. Just smelling a scent, it will make people feel more energetic, as if taking a tonic Get.

"Stand up, no need to kneel all the time."

Seeing the surprised and envious eyes of those kneeling on the ground, the Son was very satisfied.

Everyone stood up from the ground so that they could see the contents of the box more clearly.

It was a fuchsia-colored pill, about the size of a cherry, lying quietly in the box, exuding a soft fuchsia light, and the enticing fragrance came from it.

Yang Danlin, as the host of the medicine hall, naturally understands medicine better than others, so he was the first to exclaim.

"Shenbao Quenching Pill!"

The warriors on the Dragon Continent are well aware that a person’s martial arts cultivation behavior is related to his talent qualifications. Although Martial Soul also determines the upper limit of this person’s achievement, Martial Soul can be inherited, but this talent is difficult to change.

Unless there is a panacea.

And this Shenbao quenching body pill is one of many panacea. After taking it, you can turn any talented talent of the martial arts into a god-like body!

What this means, the warriors present are very clear.

You know, Shenbao quenched body pill is a pill that can only be refined by a very good alchemist, the quality is yellow intermediate!

This grade of panacea, even Yang Danlin can not be refined, he can refine, the highest is Huangpin low-level panacea.

Therefore, pharmacists of his level are also called Huangpin lower pharmacists, or Huangpin lower pharmacists.

The classification of pharmacists is also based on the best immortality they can make.

A pharmacist who can refine Shenbao Quentin Pill is at least a Huangpin intermediate pharmacist, which is even better than Yue Huazong's best pharmacist.

So such a panacea is definitely a treasure for Yue Huazong.

...

In the hall, I heard Yang Danlin's introduction. Apart from a few core disciples who had a good relationship with Ling Xiao, the rest of the disciples showed their fiery eyes, as if they wished to swallow the pill in the belly.

"Goo!"

You can even hear someone slobbering.

The appeal of this thing is really too big to be crazy.

"Oh, this is Huangpin Intermediate Elixir, which was refined by Master Sun Shang, an imperial medical doctor of the Holy Dynasty. Presumably, Master Sun Shang's name has been heard by all of you present, right?"

Shengzi smiled slightly, and she seemed to enjoy the abnormal gaze of Yue Huazong's people because of excitement.

Laughter was filled with pride and pride.

Can the Royal Doctor be used to refine the Elixir, except for the Holy Son, who is the Holy Emperor himself, and the rest including the Prince do not have this qualification.

"It's actually the handwriting of Master Sun Shang, a wonderful hand, no wonder it's so extraordinary."

Among Yuehuazong, there are naturally people who know Sun Shangming's name, and there are still many.

Only because of this Sun Shang, he is the most outstanding pharmacist on the Tianlong Continent.

Countless strong men tried to stab him, approach him, and there was no way out.

If it is not the identity of the Holy Son, I am afraid that I want to get the magic panacea of ​​the wonderful hand Tianzun Sun Shang, then it is impossible.