Chapter 152 Li Yao's Final Request The Fiery Sun Dynasty obtained the blessing of the third-grade elixir [Flame Sun Breaking Ice Pill], and the five elements actually restrained the water magic! Coupled with the advantages of their own treasures and the continuous activation of various talismans, the five people were able to fight on equal terms with the six people from the Sea God Dynasty. If it weren't for the extremely powerful magic of Li Yao, the team leader, Yang Fu and his team would have easily won the game. At this time, the two sides were fighting fiercely, the power of magic burst out, the spiritual energy was stirred, and the earth was cracked. This kind of power shocked the disciples of Yunyin Lingzong who had always been arrogant. Especially for the cultivators who had just entered the foundation-building stage, they thought that this kind of small scene was not worth watching at all. Now, those watching the battle all felt a destructive power. "Is this a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage?" "The power of this full-strength explosion of magic. If I don't use the fire of the Dao Foundation to suppress it, I'm afraid I can only fight them on equal terms." "If more people come at me, I'm afraid I can only fly away." The most representative feature of the Foundation Establishment Stage is the power and concentration of divine consciousness, which enables one to control objects and take control over magic weapons to a higher level.
This makes it extremely difficult to kill cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. If you can't fight, run away. The battle that broke out inside was comparable to the level of a battle in the foundation-building stage! These Yunyin Lingzong's disciples who were in the early stage of foundation building also learned a lot from it, especially the ruthlessness and perseverance of the disciples in the lower realms, which was completely different from the disciples in the Yunyin Lingzong's Piaopiao Fairy Palace. If they hadn't been wearing the teleportation talismans specially made by the Yunyin Lingzong before entering the Dragon-Seeking Secret Realm, this fight would have been fatal! One wrong move and you may die! Outside the main battlefield of the fight, Yang Fushuo "secretly" began to refine elixirs. This made the Yunyin Lingzong disciples who were watching the battle outside confused. "If Yang Fushuo can fight with us at this time, we may be able to directly defeat the monks of the Sea God Dynasty." "Could it be possible that he could refine a better pill than the one just now?" "By the time he finishes refining, we've already fought several times. A cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage doesn't have such a long spiritual power. Can he still spend a whole day?" "But Yang Fushuo is also gifted. He can make pills with his bare hands. His upper limit in the art of making pills is extremely high. I'm afraid that we can't compare to him!" "It's also quite dangerous to refine pills this way. If there is an alchemy furnace, if the pill's spiritual power is not well controlled, the furnace will absorb most of the power when it explodes, and then dissipate it. It won't pose a fatal threat to the alchemist, but if the alchemy fails without a furnace, it may cause terrible consequences." Murong Zi Yan frowned after hearing this, and seemed not to understand. The monks of the Twelve Dynasties were all overjoyed! Especially those from the Poseidon Dynasty. "Okay, okay! Yang Fushuo lost his mind at the last minute and gave up the championship that was about to be won!" "Don't think that our Li Yao doesn't have any special skills!" "The arrogant Fiery Sun Dynasty will pay the price!" "Come on, Li Yao!" People from other dynasties also disliked the Lieyang Dynasty. Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo's old six tactics offended 10 dynasties at once. The Danai Dynasty was not counted because they were eliminated from training early on.
The battle of immortals was a rare unified thought against a dynasty. They all looked at Li Xuyang, wanting to see the wonderful expression on Yang Fushuo's master's face at this moment. Seeing Li Xuyang frowning and looking worried, everyone burst into laughter. "Friend Li, I'm afraid your disciple will ruin your Lieyang Dynasty's advantage." "This may be the closest your Lieyang Dynasty has ever been to the championship, right?" "What a pity! Look, those 16 monks have discovered the hidden Yang Fushuo. He is going to be eliminated~" "It seems that cultivators should not only cultivate their skills, but also cultivate their character, so as not to lose their minds during the battle." "Fellow Daoist Li, be careful, my disciple. This might be a sign that you have gone astray in your alchemy." Faced with the sarcasm and ridicule from other dynasties, Li Xuyang frowned even more, and finally he stood up. "Master Douyang! I have something to ask you!" Monk Douyang was also watching the battle, and he was also at a loss as to what to do with Yang Fushuo's sudden alchemy. "What's the matter?" "What is the highest level of spell power this teleportation talisman can withstand? If the power is too high, will my life be in danger?" "We can resist the power of the Foundation Establishment Stage magic. No disciple has ever died in the third stage of the Immortal Road Competition. Even if Yang Fushuo is surrounded and killed by 16 people, he will be fine. Monk Li can rest assured." "Oh, I'm not worried about Fu Shuo" other people:"?" "What does Fellow Daoist Li mean by this?" "If he's not worried about Yang Fushuo, what else is he worried about?" The monks of the Twelve Dynasties vaguely felt that something was wrong, and they all looked at Yang Fushuo who was refining the medicine, and was frantically stuffing medicine into his hands, throwing all kinds of elixirs into the pot without even looking at them. "Who taught him how to make pills? Isn't this going to blow up the furnace?" "No, he doesn't have a furnace either!" "Who is he going to bomb?" Li Xuyang turned his head slightly. Inside, Yang Fushuo, who was "secretly" hiding, has been found by 16 monks. He looked panicked: "How did you find out?!" There were some beads of sweat on his head, and he stuffed a handful of pills into the fire. "Your name is Yang Fushuo, right? You flew up the first level of the ladder pretty fast!" "Don't be afraid. This kid has already used up most of his energy refining the elixir. He can't resist at all. We can do whatever we want! Hehehe~" "Hey! Then I'll steal the pills from him! That will give me more confidence when we fight later."
Never mind whether Yang Fushuo is annoying or not, his title of third-grade alchemist is well-deserved. Inside, everyone competed to call each other "boy". When they met outside, they had to bow and call each other "Master Yang Dan". "Don't come over here! Our monks from the Lieyang Dynasty are very strong! After we deal with them, we'll deal with you!" Yang Fushuo said sternly, then stuffed another handful of elixirs into the fire. "Hahaha~ They are fighting right now and we can't afford to be distracted. Go ahead and shout. Even if you shout your throat out, no one will come to save you!" Yang Fushuo looked at so many people and seemed to understand his own ending, so he decided to discuss it. "In that case, let me finish refining this furnace of pills, and I will admit defeat, okay?" He stuffed another handful of spiritual medicine in there, and there was more sweat on his face. It seemed that an extremely huge black pill was brewing inside the spiritual fire. Fei Wu also became interested after hearing this. "What kind of pill is this? Why have I never seen such a pill recipe before?" "I don't know!" Yang Fushuo looked proud. "You can practice it without knowing it?" "Yup!" "Can it become a pill?" "It can't happen!" "Then you are so proud!" "But failure is better than success." Yang Fushuo loosened his hand, then skillfully performed Fire Escape. A stream of flame flashed, and he disappeared directly on the spot. 16 people: "What's going on?" The next second, the huge black pill in the dark blue flame cracked. boom! The huge flames engulfed the sixteen people, and a small mushroom cloud rose from the ground! Rumble! The earth trembled, mountains collapsed and the ground cracked! The sleeping dragon was suddenly startled! The spiritual consciousness probed out. "Who blew up my sea of sparkling trees?" Outside, 16 white lights flashed, and 16 monks were teleported out with their last breaths. Li Xuyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his life was not in danger. "so far so good." Other dynasty monks: “???” At this moment, they knew why Li Xuyang asked this question just now. He was not worried about Yang Fushuo, but was worried that other disciples would be killed by Yang Fushuo! "Why is Li Xuyang so skilled?"
Inside, the huge explosion rolled up a violent wave of spiritual power, pushing the two dynasty monks who were fighting each other away. Yang Fushuo eliminated sixteen people alone. A flash of fire appeared, and he returned to the Fiery Sun Dynasty team with a grin. "Okay, no one will bother me now." Li Yao looked at the Spark Tree Sea that had been leveled and was stunned for a moment. Finally he gave a wry smile. "We admit defeat." "But I have one more favor to ask of you." (End of this chapter)