The Steward Demonic Emperor

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the Demon King Butler!The mysterious Qingyan was obtained by Zhuo Fan from a mysterious master in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range.Its power is so strong that with his current ability, he still can't play a ten thousandth.

But he can conclude that even if this Qingyan is placed in the sanctuary, it belongs to the legendary existence.Just revealing one-tenth of its power, it has also been able to help him refine a high-grade pill.

but……

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan squinted at the top ten alchemy masters, and saw them all walking leisurely to refine the medicinal materials in their hands.Especially the three people of Poisonous Hand Medicine King, Tao Danniang and Yan Fu, in addition to their relaxed faces, there is also a deep light in the depths of their eyes.

Obviously, they must still have the last killer in their hearts, and they will use it when King Dan wins the final round.

Correspondingly, Qing Yan is also Zhuo Fan's ultimate killer. If it is announced in advance, it will inevitably be targeted by this poisonous medicine king.Hide it and wait for the finals.

But in this way, the only method that can be used is that one, although it is more risky...

He touched his nose helplessly, Zhuo Fan let out a long suffocating breath, and finally started to move.With his actions, all eyes on the field turned to him.

People want to see again, what amazing feats this genius alchemy master, who has repeatedly used earth-shattering alchemy, will have.

However, under everyone's tight gaze, Zhuo Fan just pinched his fingers like an ordinary person, and a scarlet fire of vitality appeared in the center of his palm.

Then, Zhuo Fan flicked his fingers and flew into the flames one by one.

There is no alchemy that shocks the world as before, and there is no unique skill that instantly refines all medicinal materials like at the beginning of the second round of pill competition.

Zhuo Fan is doing alchemy like ordinary people, and compared to those other alchemy masters, the flame in his hand is even weaker.

Those five-grade medicinal materials, in his flames, as if an old bull had broken a car, it took a long time to refine such a drop of medicinal liquid.

Compared with the previous shocking world, Zhuo Fan's alchemy at this time is not just ordinary, it can be said to be bad!Almost all the alchemists currently on the field seem to have better alchemy than him.

Such a big gap caused the hearts of everyone present to sink.They seem to be witnessing a scene where a genius alchemist that has been rare in thousands of years is falling from the peak to the mortal world.

The ten alchemists in the top ten all glanced in Zhuo Fan's direction.Some regretted, some helpless, but most people showed a smug smirk.

This kid's dead spot was finally highlighted in the third round.

However, in the midst of these dark laughter, Zhuo Fan's back standing on the first alchemy platform looked particularly depressed.

He seemed to realize that Zhuo Fan was very different from the first two rounds of pill competition. Not only did he lose that amazing alchemy, but he seemed to have reduced his arrogance a lot.

Xiaoya felt a little puzzled. The first time when the alchemists were making alchemy, she asked deliberately or unconsciously: "Hey, I really don't know what happened to Master Song this time. It seems to be different from before?"

"Hehehe... of course!"

With a cold smile, the Poisonous Hand Medicine King made alchemy while gloating at the same time: "His alchemy has come to an end, and it will never be possible to make a good alchemy."

Unconsciously raising her brows, Xiaoya said strangely: "Old Yan, what does this mean?"

Looking at each other with several other alchemists, everyone laughed freely.

"The old man means that he can only refine low-level pill, not high-level spirit pill at all."

Seeing that Xiaoya is still puzzled, the poisonous hand medicine king is very happy to continue to explain: "Alchemy is generally divided into civil and martial fires, low-level immortals. The medicinal materials are easier to refining. Generally, the soft fire is the main form. Burned. But when refining high-grade medicinal materials, Wuhuo is the main method. Wenhuo is no longer enough to refine them."

"But this kid is not cultivated enough to support the bursting martial fire for a long time, so he has no way to refine a spirit pill of rank five or higher." Poisonous Hand Potion Wang Xie laughed, turned to look at Zhuo Fan, and provocatively said. This is your culprit, right, kid."

Ignoring him, Zhuo Fan's face is not waved, and he is still focusing on his alchemy.

"But... didn't Master Song just refine the fifth-grade Longyang Pill?" Xiaoya asked in surprise.

Shaking his head disdainfully, the poisonous hand medicine king said lightly: "That Longyang Pill is forcibly refined from the second-rank pill to the fifth-rank, and cannot be regarded as a real fifth-rank spirit pill. But this alchemy technique, the old man admits, is indeed the world's place. Rare. If he can refine a fifth-rank pill, he might be able to raise the pill to the seventh-rank level. Unfortunately, hehehe..."

Hearing this, everyone present sighed with regret.

Looking at the figure that was a little lonely, but still insisting on refining alchemy, everyone felt an inexplicable sorrow for no reason.

I don't know when, among the thousands of alchemists in the whole scene, Zhuo Fan is the only one in everyone's eyes.People will be excited and surprised by Zhuo Fan's magical alchemy again and again.

At this time, along with his loneliness, he felt inexplicable grief.

On the contrary, the pill masters of the Poisonous Hand Medicine King, at this time, fell into trouble and jealous of the sages, but everyone felt extremely disgusted.

"Master Song, come on, we support you!"

I don't know who it is, and where I don't know where it came from, a cheering sound was made to Zhuo Fan, and then, the whole venue was enthusiastic, and cheering and encouraging voices were heard everywhere.

"Master Song, you are the best!"

"Master Song, we love you!"

"Master Song, I...I want to give you a monkey..."

...

For a time, the entire Huayu Hall instantly exploded like a pot, and there was a loud voice.Xie Tianyang and the others were completely dumbfounded by this wave of sound.

This kid is only doing a pill, so how come so many people support him?There are people who are arguing about giving him a monkey. Lao Tzu is dignified and dignified. Why is no one willing to do this for Lao Tzu?

Turning around slowly, Zhuo Fan beckoned slightly.Just for a moment, the field fell silent for an instant.With such a strong appeal, even the major elders of the Seventh Family could not help but move slightly.

"Everyone, thank you for your support."

Zhuo Fan’s face was solemn, and it was a rare sincere expression: "The children of the next third-rate family can come to this Huayutang and show what they have learned throughout their lives. Death without resentment. One way of refining alchemy, but refining the state of mind. My heart is first, and it is the first. Just ask you all to watch me finish this last pill, then I will be defeated!"

As soon as his words fell, Zhuo Fan turned around again and worked hard to refine his hands, which was such a difficult fifth-grade medicinal material for him.But looking at the pill of heavenly cloak behind him, everyone present was already in tears.

He is no longer just a wizard in the alchemy world, but also a hero who is determined to make alchemy and pursues his life.

Unlike the Poisonous Hand Medicine King and the others, who intrigue in alchemy, in his heart, only the best in the world in his heart was refined.What a pure heart, what a broad mind.

"Master Song, you are imaginative, please be respected by all of us!"

Those alchemists who had been eliminated before saw that Zhuo Fan knew that he had been lost, and still insisted on refining, and felt respect.Especially those who previously voluntarily abstained were even more embarrassed.The respect for Zhuo Fan is also more profound.

During the VIP seats on the east side, Huang Pu Qingyun and others burst into laughter.Even if he aroused the sympathy of so many people, in front of the seventh family, he could not save his life.

Don't these third-rate characters still dare to resist the seventh family headed by the emperor gate?

On the host stage, although Chu Qingcheng and the three of them knew it was a fake, their pupils were already red.This sad and desolate figure of Zhuo Fan is really like a tragic hero, touching the softest part of a woman's heart.

Xiao Dandan cried even more, as if he really thought it was Zhuo Fan's last words.

Seeing all this, Xie Tianyang curled his lips helplessly: "This kid is really good, and he's pretending to be coerced again. But he mustn't pretend to be too much like just now, and be overshadowed by others."

"Hehehe...this kid is very good, how can he eat the same loss twice?" Long Jiu shook his head non-committal, and smiled, "From the perspective of the old man, this kid is suddenly uncharacteristic and must have some purpose."

"What is the purpose?"

Wiping the red eye circles, the nightshade sucked his nose fiercely: "This kid is too hateful. It either makes people angry or makes people cry."

Long Jiu was startled, a little puzzled: "Xiao Kui, didn't you not deal with that kid, why would you still cry for him?"

The corners of his mouth slumped, and Solanum mongolicum complained: "Is they really into the show?"

Unconsciously, Long Jiu, Xie Tianyang and the others looked at each other, and they all gave a wry smile, helplessly wiping the cold sweat on their heads.

Oh, woman...

On the alchemy platform, all the medicinal materials in the hands of the poisonous hand medicine king have been refined, and they have even begun to merge.And for the other alchemists, more than half of the medicinal materials have been refined into liquid medicine.

But Zhuo Fan's medicinal materials were only refined and less than one-fifth.

Seeing this situation, the Poisonous Hand Potion King couldn't help but sneered coldly, and said contemptuously: "Boy, it's useless to keep the crowd for private purposes, it's useless. Even if you encourage the following trash to save you, they won't have this ability. When you step down from this alchemy platform, the old man will take your head openly."

"Oh? That's not necessarily!"

He raised his brows slightly, and Zhuo Fan looked at the unrefined medicinal materials in his hands and pinched fiercely, a decisive color flashed in his eyes: "A palm of the universe!"

puff!

There was a muffled sound, and a light smoke slowly drifted out of his palm.

The poisonous hand medicine king's eyelids trembled unconsciously, and then he laughed out loudly: "Hahaha...The flames are extinguished before the medicinal materials are refined. It's only blame if the medicinal materials in one hand are incomplete and ruined! Even if you have to lose, you lose beautifully Click, is this your parting posthumous work?"

Without listening to his noise, Zhuo Fan's heart was tense, and the clenched fist that his pupils were staring at, slowly unfolded.

However, there was no pill, only the ashes in his hands!

Failed!

Zhuo Fan's heart sank, and squinted at the Poisonous Hand Medicine King.

At this moment, all his liquid medicines have been fused, and he will soon take shape.If this continues, the third round of Dan competition is none other than him.

Taking a deep breath, a cold light flashed in Zhuo Fan's eyes, and a strange arc of his mouth curled up.

The old immortal thing, you just fucking yin Lao Tzu's, this time Lao Tzu will double back to you...