Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Then I would like to thank Princess Yunya. I designed a complete alchemy organ, but some materials are not easy to find, so I will trouble you."

Ling Xiao designed a complete alchemy line based on the memory in his mind, which allows some low-grade pharmacists to work together to refine the elixir much higher than theirs.

However, this assembly line needs some automated equipment. He has already made the design drawings, and next is to find materials to try.

Once successful, alchemy will become easier in the future.

Although Princess Yunya doesn't know what this so-called alchemy line is, she believes what Ling Xiao said will definitely not be ordinary things, so she nodded in harmony with her: "Relax, you list the list, the material matter I Think of a way."

Ling Xiao nodded, and then gave Yunya a detailed list.

"Huh, although the items on your list are not too expensive, but they are very cumbersome. I am afraid that others can't find them, but our Tianlong business is doing this, absolutely no problem."

Yunya wondered what was on the list. She even wished she could immediately see what Ling Xiao's so-called assembly line organ looked like.

"Thank you so much, I will retreat alchemy next time, trouble Yunya, you help me refuse customers, no matter who comes, you will never see."

Ling Xiao got up and said.

"No problem, it's just that the owner of Bibo Island came to negotiate with Her Highness Moon Girl, and it was blown away. I'm afraid he will make a comeback."

Yunya frowned.

"It's okay, Bibo Island has been abolished. Now, even if there are many people, it doesn't make sense. I am only concerned about whether the Elixir can be made and leave."

Ling Xiao returned to his room and created a small formation to isolate the space. Then he began to practice alchemy.

He did not want to stay for a moment.

Because in Sin City, he saw too many powerful forces. If he was just a person, he would never be able to confront these forces.

The overall strength of the heavenly empire must be improved.

This is imminent.

...

Bibo Island, thousands of miles of waves, thousands of miles of sea.

This is a pleasant place and very suitable for cultivation.

The Bibo Island Sect Gate, which has a history of more than 200 years, is now a gloomy cloud. Everyone under this scenic scenery has no intention of practicing and even more so to appreciate the scenery.

Mo Cong, the master of Bibo Island, stood on the cliff, behind him were four people dressed in aqua blue robes.

His face was blue and full of anger.

The deputy island master's mother-in-law was killed, the deputy island master's monk's ritual was killed, and even his father Mo Chou was injured by Yueyue.

The elites who went to Sin City, except for his father who was still alive, all fell.

This encounter turned Bibo Island into a sect of Mori Sect.

Pirates who never dared to come to Bibo Island to provoke provocations now come to harass frequently.

Annoying him.

What makes him unacceptable most is that the person who caused this status quo is not a master, but a mere hill of heaven!

A human being who climbed up from the bottom of Tianlong Continent!

"I promised, as long as you can help me kill Ling Xiao, Bibo Island will join the Water Temple!"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Cong looked back at the humanity of those four water-blue robes.

"Oh, the owner of Shaodao is really wise. In this case, Bibo Island will be temporarily taken care of by our water temple. I believe that no more pirates will dare to come arrogant, but will your father agree?"

One of the aqua blue robes said with a smile.

Even though Bibo Island is already a thin and dead camel, as long as Bibo Island owner Mo Chou does not die, Bibo Island will not fall completely.

The so-called lean dead camel is bigger than the horse.

Because of this, the Water Temple sent masters and Mo Chou to discuss the return of Bibo Island.

"Relax, before my father left, let me handle all matters of Bibo Island, which is what his old man meant.

Despite Mo Cong's suffocation and frustration at this time, he had to do so.

Because this is the only way to live on Bibo Island.

"Wait, as long as I get the Jade Seal of the Passing Kingdom, whether it is the Water Temple that was robbed by fire or the Lingxiao, all will die!"

Mo Cong's heart is obviously more yearned for getting the jade seal of the passing country than killing Ling Xiao.

Of course, his father Mo Chou also meant the same.

Today, they have only such a way to go.

If he can't get the jade seal, he can only return to the Shun Shui Temple. Although he is under the fence, he can find a supporter anyway.

...

It was another busy day, and I didn't know how much bloody smell came from all over Sin City.

The current Sin City is the most dangerous place.

The warriors who come here not only cannot go out again, but they may all be killed.

But there were still warriors who arrived in succession.

It seemed that death was not a threat to them.

As the sun goes down, the sun is bloody.

A tattered sea boat docked on the Sin City harbour.

Then, from the boat came a group of weirdos wearing prison uniforms, wearing bronze masks, and chained hands and feet.

At the end of the chain is a huge iron lock.

When these weirdos came over, the iron lock dragged on the ground, and they even pressed out a deep hole that was one or two feet deep.

They seem to go very slowly, but in fact they are very fast.

Outside the gates of Sin City, many people camped here, all of them came to pass the jade seal.

No one is organized, but the purpose of these people is the same. Sin City is only allowed to enter, but not allowed to leave.

At this time, they have found the group of strange people not far away.

Their faces became tense, and the weapons in their hands came out.

The guards here are all masters, and some of them are even stronger in Yin and Yang.

So no matter who comes, they will not be afraid.

However, those weird people are getting faster and faster.

Under the weird bronze mask, no expression could be seen clearly, and only a pair of scarlet eyes caused some fear.

Some warriors gave way involuntarily.

Anyway, as long as these guys do not come out after entering, it will be fine.

Some warriors with poor strength actually want the crime city to be in chaos, and the more chaotic the better, then they will have the chance to fish in muddy water.

Everyone is willing to take advantage of the fisherman.

However, when those weirdos approached, horrible things happened.

"kill!"

A strange cry was made from the strange population, as if the vocal cords in the throat had been destroyed.

At that moment, dozens of chains flew, and a huge iron lock smashed hard on the body of the gatekeeper.

Those warriors were smashed into meat sauce in an instant.

"Stop, if you want to enter the city, enter the city, why do you want to kill here!"

The Yin-Yang State Warrior guarding the city gate finally stood out, although in the Yin-Yang State, he was only the least insignificant one.

But this kind of cultivation means strength.