Just when the windbreaker had no clue, the dark flames were blowing towards Feng Yi, and the raging dark flames rushed towards Feng Yi.           ≥      ≦

"Am I dying here?..."

Feng Yi was a little confused. He had not completed his life. He rescued his mother, married Lier, and so on... He had not completed these yet, but Mingyan Qiankun was the Demon Emperor God King back then! The strongest attack of Mingyan God King! I am afraid that only Thunder God and Evil God can completely take over.

It is impossible for him to do so. At this moment, Feng Yi was already in his heart of dying!

At this moment, a dazzling light lit up... It was the Dragon Spike in Lai Zhifengyi's hand. The Dragon Spike emitted silver light, and a giant dragon surged out from it.

The silver dragon hovered in the sky and recited.

"With my silver dragon soul! Sacrifice to the sky and awaken my dragon clan immortality! Ancient golden dragon!"

After reading, a brilliant golden light lit up behind the silver dragon's body! An illusory dragon slowly took shape behind the silver dragon! The golden scales symbolize his strength! The ancient ancestor of the dragon clan! The strongest person of the dragon clan forever! Ancient, golden dragon!

Suddenly, the golden dragon's mouth opened, and a golden aura finally swept through it, rushing towards the dark flame universe. The next moment, the golden dragon's body also dissipated!

"The dragon is breathing!"

The scene in front of me was extremely gorgeous and shocking! At this moment, Feng Yi was stunned, he could hear it very clearly! He remembered every word of the Silver Dragon! "For my Silver Dragon soul! Sacrifice!" These eight words shook Feng Yi's heart one after another. Senior Silver Dragon used his last remaining soul to block a fatal blow for Feng Yi...

"Senior Silver Dragon!" Feng Yi roared! With a crying voice! Tears involuntarily poured out. Silver Dragon took great care of Feng Yi and often guided him. Now he sacrificed his soul for him!

"Feng...Yi..." At this moment, the silver dragon's breathing words rang out in Fengyi.

Feng Yi was shocked and happy, and hurriedly said, "Senior Silver Dragon! You are still alive!"

"No, this is my last wisp of remnant soul. In fact, you are more sad than... way, ahem, can save me..."

"What's the solution? Feng Yi asked anxiously immediately."

"The ninth-level middle-grade soul-condensing and body pill, I will leave my last soul in your space now. Why do I find it? I will restore me..." After saying that, the silver dragon no longer had a sound.

The ninth-level middle-grade soul-condensing and body pill!

The ninth-level mid-grade elixir! How easy is it?! The silver dragon just gives Feng Yi an expectation... a hope that cannot be achieved.

"The ninth-level mid-grade Soul Condensation and Body Pill is waiting! Senior Silver Dragon! I will definitely refine it for you by yourself!"

Feng Yi clenched his fists tightly and said word by word. The silver dragon gave Feng Yi an expectation that could be fulfilled in Feng Yi's eyes! Feng Yi had already made up his mind to enter the Martial Realm as soon as possible! He immediately began to collect the pill recipes and medicinal materials for the Soul Condensation and Body Pill! Refining the Soul Condensation and Body Pill allows the Silver Dragon to recover his soul! Enter the body and rebirth.

"Ahem."

At this time, a loud cough sound woke Feng Yi up, and the source of the cough was Magic Flame!

Looking at the demon flame, Feng Yi was full of anger! It wasn't him! Senior Silver Dragon would not die! It was him! The culprit was him!

Step by step, he walked to the demon flame, lifted the demon flame, and pinched the demon flame's neck with one hand. At this time, the demon flame couldn't speak, and his eyes were full of desire, the desire to live!

"Junior, how dare you!" At this time, Mingyan "Chimiaotian" shouted even more! He was carrying his hand and preparing to take action, but was stopped by Bing Wuji. "It is agreed that life and death will be with the will of heaven!"

"Hmph, junior, you dare to attack, I will make you worse than death!" Chi Jiutian waved his sleeves and snorted coldly.

Feng Yi turned his head, his eyes staring at Chi Jiutian's, without fear at all! He said word by word, "But he! He must die!"

After saying that, he made a "click".

It was to twist Magic Yan's neck! A trace of blood flowed out of the corner of Magic Yan's mouth, and there was no vitality.

"Junior, I'm so angry!" Chi Jiu's hands were shaking, and Lingkong wanted to strike!

"Chi Jiutian! Do you want to keep your word?" Yaotian Zhan and Bing Wuji shouted angrily at the same time! The three of them launched an attack and stared at the small eyes.

"They join forces, I'm no match!" Chi Jiutian said angrily, but said, "Okay, I've recorded it this time! I want to see, you two cities in the northeast! Who will send to the scene at the ruins?" After that, he was about to lead the disciples of the Nether Flame Sect to leave.

"I won't let you worry about Master Chi. By the way, Master Chi, Master Chi, and Shura Spirit Soul are left!" Yao Tianzhan snorted coldly.

"Okay, okay!" Chi Jiutian said three times in a row, and was already angry. He waved his sleeves and shook out the virtual and real Shura Spirit Spirit. Yaotian Zhan smiled and took it. It would be better for Chi Jiutian to shout loudly to vent his anger! He then left Dongcheng with his group of people from the Nether Flame Sect!

"Feng Yi depends on you this time, and these things are all yours."

After saying that, Yaotian Zhan popped out the Qiankun Wuliang Cauldron and Shura Spirit Soul in his hand, flew towards Feng Yi, and Bing Wuji also sent out the extreme ice and snow in his hand.

"Thank you." Feng Yide was also at ease. He put the Qiankun Infinite Cauldron, the Extreme Cold Ice and Snow and the Shura Spirit Soul into the ring. There is no hurry to integrate the Shura Spirit Soul into the Dragon Spike. You must prepare well, otherwise it would be bad if you waste the Shura Spirit Soul.

Looking at the injuries suffered by Yaowu and others, Feng Yi asked, "How many levels of pills do Yaowu, Thunder Lord, Bing Ruoxue and others have to recover?"

"This is more difficult. Thunder Zun and others need eighth-level mid-grade elixirs. As for Yaowu's injury, they need at least eighth-level top-grade elixirs to recover well!" Yao Tianzhan shook his head,

Eighth-level alchemist is so rare! It is impossible to find the Tao so quickly in such a place.

"I can refine the eighth-level middle-grade elixir, and the eighth-level top-grade elixir can also try. Are there any medicinal materials and pill recipes?" Feng Yi took out the Qiankun Wuliang Cauldron and said. At this time, with the Qiankun Wuliang Cauldron, Feng Yi can say that even the Jiujiu low-grade elixir can be tried, but the success rate is only 50% or 50%, or even lower.

"What, you can refine it!" Bing Wuji was surprised! He was very surprised!

"Feng Yi should be able to refine it. This little genius is both alchemy and martial arts!" Elder Han, who was standing beside him, also said with a smile.

"How about it, Wuji, medicinal materials and elixir recipes, is there any inventory in Dongcheng?" Yao Tianzhan looked at Bing Wuji and asked. This was the territory of Dongcheng, of course he asked this local rich man!

"Yes! Of course there are! Not many people in the East City who can refine the stock of the eighth-level middle grade, and there are more than fifty portions. As for the medicinal materials for the upper-level healing sacred medicine of the eighth-level upper-level healing medicine, there are four or five portions! I wonder if with the ability of the little brother Feng Yi, can we refine the upper-level elixir of the eighth-level upper-level elixir in five portions?" Bing Wuji asked, with expectation on his face.

The eighth-level alchemist! It is said that the tower master of the Medicine Master Tower is only the ninth-level alchemist!

"Enough, please help Lord Bingcheng, prepare the medicinal materials, so the more the better. There are also pill recipes. Today I want to take a rest. There are also sixth-level healing pills here. Take Yaowu and the others first to delay the injury." Feng Yi thought for a moment and said, nine pills popped up, Elder Han and others took them, took them to the nine people, and then took them to everyone's room for a good rest. Feng Yi returned to his room, rubbed his head's temples, and boosted his amplitude.

The death of the Silver Dragon made Feng Yi's mood fall to a low point, but at least, the Silver Dragon left Feng Yi with a goal, that is, a hope, which gave Feng Yi the hope of resurrecting the Silver Dragon.

"Soul Condensation and Body Pills! Ninth-level Alchemist! Martial Extreme Realm! Wait, I will reach it one by one! Then save you."

Feng Yi took out the Battle Dragon Spear, put it in front of him, holding the Battle Dragon Spear, and said solemnly!

Then, Feng Yi took back the Battle Dragon Spear, and then followed the operation method of the Heaven and Earth Art, and then went to bed after running his current martial power in the tendons and veins.

The next day, when Feng Yi woke up, he stretched out his muscles and bones, making a "crackling" sound, which made Feng Yi feel quite happy. Yishen's muscles and bones were stretched. Then he opened the door and was really startled.

It turned out that Yaotian Zhan and Bing Wuji heard the sound of Feng Yi getting up and rushed to the door immediately.

"Lord of Bing City, don't you have to be so anxious?" Feng Yi said with a sad face.

"Hurry, quite urgent!" Bing Wuji said.

"Don't hurry this?" Feng Yihan said.

"This is urgent!" Yao Tianzhan said immediately.

"Okay, are the pill recipes and medicinal materials ready? Also, help me prepare a secret room!" Feng Yi said seriously.

"As for the secret room, I'll ask someone to prepare immediately." Bing Wuji handed out a space ring.

"Okay." Feng Yi nodded, took the ring, and before he could check it, Bing Wuji said, "Okay, I have already ordered the scare to prepare the secret room, let's go."

"Yes." Feng Yi nodded and the three of them walked together.

Leading Feng Yi to the secret room, the two left, blocked the secret room, leaving Feng Yi alone in the secret room.

Staying in the secret room, Feng Yi picked up the ring and started checking.

The middle-level healing pill of the eighth grade is called Jiyuan Futien Pill, which has very powerful medicinal effects, while Jiyuan Futien Pill requires seven medicinal materials.

The sky-rejuvenating grass, the ground medicine powder, secret fruit, magnolia ceiling grass, complex reduction fruit, Peiyuan grass, a wood-type seventh-level magic core! There is also a water-type seventh-level magic core!

These seven medicinal materials are the materials for refining the Jiyuan Complex Pill.

Another eighth-grade upper-level elixir is called the ultimate elixir, which has the effect of strengthening the foundation and repairing injuries. This ultimate elixir requires ten medicinal materials to be refined.

And the process is very cumbersome, refining, fusion, etc., and there are many difficulties!

"It is already quite difficult to refine the ninth-level elixirs, and you still need to enter the Martial Realm!"

Feng Yi looked at the two pill recipes in his hand and thought to himself...
Chapter completed!