"The storm is sweeping across, and the color of the sky and the earth is changing. This is a sign of the birth of a supreme artifact. God has been kind to me."

He just yelled but couldn't do anything.

The storm lasted for three hours, and suddenly everything became clear and clear, and even the breeze disappeared.

"The vision is restrained? Yes, the legend is correct. When the strange treasures gather together, the earth shakes, but before it is actually born, everything is restrained."

Mo Yihan's pupils flickered and his heart beat violently.

Another three hours passed.

A faint aroma wafts out from the alchemy furnace, like the fragrance of curling flowers, light fruit, or the fragrance of a girl, which is endlessly memorable.

"The fragrance spreads thousands of miles and lasts for nine days. This is also a sign of the emergence of a unique treasure."

Mo Yihan's coke oven rotates back and forth like ants on a hot pot.

"Well, when the element is born, you should open the alchemy furnace by yourself... But this element is extraordinary. There has been no sign of it for so long. It seems that I need to open it myself."

Another day passed, and various strange phenomena occurred. Mo Yihan clearly felt that the Yuan Qi was taking shape, but it was not born. After analyzing it for a while, he decided to open the alchemy furnace to take a look.

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"Old Cucumber, you idiot, you didn't tell me to get some blood quickly, but you actually want to open the alchemy furnace, idiot!"

Seeing this, Zhao Chu felt anxious.

During this day, he was so tired that he was almost paralyzed in order to trigger the vision... If the alchemy furnace was opened now, there would be flaws in this 'monument', and he didn't want to have flaws.

In fact, Zhao Chu has already been able to completely control the alchemy furnace. If he wants to, he can make the cold fire furnace crack at any time.

"At this point, we can only give it a try."

At this moment, Zhao Chu gathered all the vitality in the physical body into his spiritual arms. In this way, the physical body stopped breathing, as if it was completely dead.

"Cough...thirst, water...thirst, blood..."

Just as Mo Yihan was about to open the alchemy furnace, Zhao Chu suddenly coughed and muttered a few words before dying.

"Water? Blood? Yes...it's blood!"

"No wonder the Yuan Qi has not been released for a long time. It still needs the blood of the master... I thought that after the Yuan Qi was released, the step of filling the body with spiritual blood would come. It seems that this exquisite artifact is really different."

At this moment, Mo Yihan would not doubt the authenticity of Zhao Chu's death, there was no need to doubt it.

His palm was stamped hard on the furnace wall, and at the same time, a stream of pure energy and blood was poured directly on the 'stele'.

"Old Carrot, thank you for your suspicion and cleverness. I owe you the gift of my master's elemental weapon!"

Zhao Chu watched helplessly as the 'monument' became more and more perfect, and at the same time, a fatal blow was brewing.

He had only one chance to kill Mo Yihan, either life or death.

"Little thing, if I want to blame you, I can only blame you for being too good in your life. If you were an ordinary farmer, how could I find you? After my natural selection, I will erect a monument specifically for you."
Chapter completed!