All efforts are in vain!

That's it. Wuming is only one step away from Linzhan. Even if he only fights for a while, he can enter the late stage of the half-step Great Sage. By that time, he will be only half a step away from the Great Sage. At that time, he can truly prepare to break through to the Great Sage.

At the beginning, he was preparing to think about breakthroughs after returning from Medicine King Valley, but now he has the opportunity to break through ahead of schedule, so he naturally won’t give up. After all, when this troubled times are coming, he will naturally have to break through as soon as possible.

But unexpectedly, after a bloody battle, when Yang Yongfeng was only able to break through with just one kick, he died, and his qi and blood were exhausted.

In the end, he was unable to wait until he killed Wuming before sitting in a row, but instead sat in a row in a row.

This feeling of being about to cross but not crossing him makes him feel depressed and vomiting blood.

"Old ancestor!"

"master!"

"Master!"

After the whole audience was silent for a while, the people of Qianzhi Sect immediately reacted and flew to Yang Yongfeng. They saw that Yang Yongfeng was already skinny and almost skinny. The battle just now consumed his last qi and blood. Now that he died, his whole body was like a skull covered with a human skin, which made people creepy.

The disciples of Qianzhi Sect looked at Wuming with extremely resentful eyes. They were originally here to attend the Taoist discussion meeting organized by several alchemy masters. Not only those casual cultivators felt that the opportunity was rare, but they were also not bad. Being able to see the alchemy masters whom they could not see on weekdays, they had to give them a few words of advice, which was an endless enjoyment for them.

But unexpectedly, after coming, I would see such a terrifying scene. In my heart, the ancestor who was respectful like a god was actually killed by a punch. How could this not be a miracle?

Even though Gong Yang Yongfeng's qi and blood decline was far less powerful than he was before, he was still an invincible existence in their hearts and his reputation was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Before they could join the Qianzhi Sect, Gongyang Yongfeng was already a famous saint.

Although he knew everything that it could not be considered to be killed by Wuming. Gong Yang Yongfeng was basically exhausted, or he was exhausted by himself, and had overdrawn all his physical strength, but he had no way to kill Wuming in a short time, and it turned out like this. Wuming was fine, but he was exhausted by Yuming.

But if it weren't for Wuming, how could this situation eventually turn out to be like this? His famous ancestor actually died on the spot.

Of course, they would not have thought that if they hadn't had teased or even wanted to kill these casual cultivators at that time, the subsequent series of things would have not happened. The cause of all was precisely because of this. However, they would never have admitted it so much, so they could only pass all their resentment on Wuming.

Wuming didn't care about their resentful eyes. In his eyes, these people were not as good as the weather. He was still depressed and only had one shot, but he failed.

I am still experiencing what I just realized in the battle.

nameless

Wherever the eyes passed, the people lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at Wuming's gaze, as if they were as heavy as a mountain.

After a moment, streams of light came across the universe, leading an old man with a long hair and a young face. Beside him was Tian Butong, the leader of Feihong Mansion, before.

"Hey, I didn't expect that we would be late!" The old man with a long hair and a young face sighed and said, "Brother Yang..."

Seeing these people coming, Wuming became alert. Because he was not as strong as Wuming now, Tian Butong's strength was not inferior to Wuming now. This old man with a long hair and a young face was not inferior to Gong Yang Yongfeng who had all exploded just now. He was a master in the late stage of the Great Sage, which made him afraid that if he wanted to attack this, he might have to leave on the spot.

But I was just sighing. The old man with a long hair and a young face came forward and said to Wuming: "I don't know the name of this fellow Taoist?"

Seeing the old man come out, many people around him recognized him. This turned out to be the Lord of Medicine King Valley, Yao Buping.

Seeing that he seemed to have no hostility, Wuming relaxed a little, but thinking about it, after all, the elders of Qianzhi Sect who died were not from their Medicine King Valley. Yao Buping, of course, there was no need to stand up for Gongyang Yongfeng.

Moreover, Wuming is not an ordinary master of the holy realm. He is a top master who even Gong Yang Yongfeng was exhausted. Even if he is not a great saint, his combat power is comparable to that of a great saint. It is not a good thing to offend a great saint for the sake of the elders of Qianzhi Sect.

If a great saint is determined to go against you, unless your mountain gate is closed, then it will be enough to severely damage a mountain gate just by slaughtering your disciples. They are not so stupid to offend such a terrible disciple for the sake of Qianzhi Sect.

"My surname is Long!" Wuming said.

"So it's fellow Daoist Long!" Yao Buping suddenly seemed to remember that there was indeed such a person in the invitation he sent. Although they were from the elixir cultivation sect, there were only a few of them who had the ability to refine in-depth elixirs, let alone a semi-saint.

The news he received was that this was an alchemy master who could refine the elixirs when he was a semi-saint, so he invited Wuming to come. It was an invitation he personally issued, so he naturally had an impression.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. What's the news? Has the half-saint? Does this look like a half-saint? Have you ever seen a half-saint who can waste the Great Saint's life and death?

He really wants to strangle the person who gave him this news!

This is clearly a half-step great saint, and a half-step great saint who can compete with the great saint!

But that's fine. If he hadn't believed that Wuming was just a semi-saint and could refine the imported elixir, then now he completely believed it. It would be a little normal for a half-step Great Saint to refine the imported elixir.

"It turns out that it was the arrival of Fellow Daoist Long, it was really a mistake to welcome him!" Yao Buping bowed his hands repeatedly and said. Although he was much older than Wuming, he did not feel any discomfort.

"I'll introduce you to you. This is Brother Tian Butong from Feihong Mansion!" Yao Buping said.

Wuming gave up and was not polite, but Wuming didn't understand anything, since these two people did not treat him any evil.

Of course, he wouldn't be so rude.

The three of them talked and laughed and fell into the Valley of Medicine King.

Everyone was a little stunned. Yao Buping was as if nothing had happened. He was not angry at all as everyone imagined at first, and wanted to kill Wuming. He was shocked, especially those disciples of Qianzhi Sect who did not expect that Yao Buping had no intention of standing up for them.

They couldn't help but look at Yao Buping with some resentment. They glared at Yao Buping happily for their justice and killed Wuming and avenged Gongyang Yongfeng. However, they were in the end with Wuming brother, and they had no intention of standing up for their ancestors.

Seeing the three figures disappearing into the eyes of everyone, the disciples of Qianzhi Sect were stunned and immediately cursed, as if they were about to vent all the anger that had not been vented just now and dared not vent.

Only the disciples of the Medicine King Valley sneered and looked at the disciples of the Qianzhi Sect who were cursing. The reason for this matter was spread quickly. Everyone knows that this matter was caused by their Qianzhi Sect. Do you still want their Medicine King Valley to offend such a great killer god for the sake of the Qianzhi Sect?

A great saint who can kill the Great Sage half a step will definitely turn the God of Medicine Valley upside down. After all, they are not giants like the Void Academy, and they can ignore the threat of the Great Sage or even the transcendent masters.

If you have the ability, you Qianzhi Sect will fight to the death with others and expect the Medicine King Valley to get the chestnuts from their fire. That is simply impossible.

This is true for the warmth and coldness of human feelings. Although there are still a few great saints in Qianzhi Sect, it is not considered a person who is leaving. However, after the most intimidating Gong Yang Yongfeng was exhausted by life, the intimidation power was not as good as before.

The world is cold, but that's it!

Many casual cultivators couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when they saw this scene. These major sects were just like this.

Wuming and the other two fell off the escape light and went straight into the depths of the Medicine King Valley.

No longer staying in that square, there are basically some random cultivators on it. After the battle just now, Wuming has been listed as a distinguished guest by the Medicine King Valley, so naturally there is another place to entertain.

Wuming followed Yao Buping and Tian Butong and entered Wuming's palace. There were about hundreds of people in the hall in the palace. These people were extraordinary, all of whom were extremely high-level masters in the holy realm. The most common ones were all great masters in the holy realm. Several of them were half-step great saints, and even on a throne at the other end of the hall, there was a great saint sitting upright.

These people have a typical characteristic, and they have a strong smell of pills, almost like human medicine. Every drop of blood on their bodies is a supreme treasure. Ordinary people can directly break from an ordinary person to a master of true Taoism by swallowing a drop of blood.

All of these are alchemists, and they spend most of their time in alchemy. Although they have unique alchemy practice methods, they are still incomparable to other warriors who have been practicing for many years, so they almost all swallowed the pills and rushed up all the way.

Therefore, these people have accumulated the medicinal power of countless medicinal materials, and their refining efficiency is far less than that of Wuming, so a large amount of medicinal power is accumulated in the body, which is simply human medicine. If you can practice peerless magic pills directly into the alchemy furnace.
Chapter completed!