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Eight hundred ninety-two, alchemy

Su Jinyue stood in her position and saw that the alchemy furnace had been placed on the table. Like the previous game, the alchemy materials and alchemy furnace were also provided by the organizer. What level of elixir should be refined, just choose from the formation display screen in front of you.

With her slender fingers stretched out, Su Jinyue chose the level 8 pill, Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill without hesitation. Everyone knows that she is an alchemist, so there is nothing to hide. The reason why she chose to refine the level 8 ninth-Turn Resurrection Pill was because she knew what it means to be an eight-level alchemist. After her sect was established, there would be many forces that would form an alliance with her sect because she was an eight-level alchemist. In this way, her sect would become stronger.

Seeing that someone appeared on the formation screen, he chose to refine level eight pills, and the onlookers were not calm.

"Look, some people choose to refine the eighth level pill, Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill."

"No, even the eighth level alchemy masters participate in the sect exchange competition."

"The person who wants to refine the eighth level alchemy master must be from Dancheng."

"This sect exchange competition is stipulated that only monks under the age of thirty can participate. Who is that level 8 alchemy master? It's too amazing!"

Zhan Yiping kept looking at Su Jinyue. Since she met Su Jinyue, the Yuanhun who took her away gave her the power to see through the outside world. So she can see everything outside clearly except that she can't go out. Su Jinyue and she came to Tianyue Continent together, so why is her cultivation level higher than her, but she can also refine weapons and alchemy? She really hates Su Jinyue so much. If it weren't for her, how could she hand over her body to that soul? Now she can't even control life and death.

Anger was like the broken river water, churning in Zhan Yiping's heart, and the expression on her face became ferocious and terrifying. She must have Su Jinyue died, she must have!

"I want you to destroy her!" Zhan Yiping's eyes were red, and a crazy light flashed in her eyes.

"Don't worry!" said the soul that has become Zhan Yiping's sneered.

He looked at Su Jinyue with a hint of playfulness and surprise in his eyes. It was beyond his expectations. Unexpectedly, Su Jinyue was actually an eighth-level alchemy master. It would be a pity to destroy such a genius. However, since he had seized Zhan Yiping's body, he still wanted to satisfy her this wish.

Retracting his gaze, raising his hand to point on the formation display screen in front of him, he chose to refine the level 6 Fengxing Pill. Before he became a soul, he was also an extremely famous genius on the Tianyue Continent. Whether it was refining alchemy, talisman, or weapon refining, he had all been involved.

Seeing Zhan Yiping choosing to refine the Level 6 Fengxing Pill, Yan Yunshang's face immediately became extremely ugly, "Junior Sister Yiping, are you crazy?" She was so random that she didn't take the honor of the sect seriously.

Zhan Yiping turned her head and glanced at Yan Yunshang coldly, "You don't have to worry about my business." A small Nascent Soul monk dared to manage his business.

"You!" Yan Yunshang gritted her teeth in anger. Zhan Yiping became more and more lawless. If she hadn't been unable to release her own pressure on the stage, she would have taught her a lesson.

He snorted coldly, turned his head and ignored Zhan Yiping. She was so arrogant that she would regret it in the future.

Lan Moyu saw Zhan Yiping choosing the Level 6 Fengxing Pill, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up. Although this woman didn't look very good, her qualifications and alchemy level really surprised him. If he married a Level 6 alchemy master, the elders of the family would not stand on his side. Then he would sit in the position of the head of the family, and it would be just around the corner.

"How could Junior Sister Yiping choose to refine Level 6 pills?" Gu Qinghan looked at Zhan Yiping on the stage in disbelief. Junior Sister Yiping is a third-level alchemist. She chose to refine Level 6 pills. Isn't she crazy?

"Senior Sister Yan's face is dark." Li Qing'er looked at Yan Yunshang on the stage and saw that her face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Do you think that Junior Sister Yiping is a little different?" Fang Yanqi looked at Zhan Yiping on the stage. He always felt that Junior Sister Yiping on the stage was not like the Junior Sister Yiping he knew.

Everyone focused their eyes on Zhan Yiping. After a long time, everyone nodded. They all found that Zhan Yiping today was a little different from her usual ones, but they couldn't tell what was different, but they just found that her eyes were a little sharper than usual.

As everyone in the competition chose the pills they wanted to refine, the referee in charge of the alchemy competition raised his hand and distributed the spirit herbs to the table in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!
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