Entering the Holy Realm, it is not much of a powerful realm in this rich rain waterfall star, and the crowd grabbed a lot of it.

Yang Kai stood on a high slope, holding a wine bag in his hand, watching while drinking.

He didn't plan to make a move, and made up his mind to just watch a good show.

That warrior was obviously not the opponent of the blue-eyed fire dragon beast, he was covered in blood, his appearance was embarrassed, he almost died several times, his body was shattered by a defensive secret treasure, and his abdomen was pierced by the sharp horns on the forehead of the blue-eyed fire dragon beast, and the blood flowed.

Yang Kai felt that this martial artist was going to die, and when he was about to leave, the battle situation took a sharp turn.

The eighth-order demon beast that had originally had the absolute upper hand actually retreated again and again, howling angrily in its mouth.

When the warrior's defensive treasure was completely destroyed, he burst out with unimaginable strength, abandoning all defenses and attacking the blue-eyed fire dragon beast with a fierce attitude.

Half an hour later, the blood of the blue-eyed fire dragon beast was sprinkled on the ground, and it fell to the ground and died.

The martial artist who had entered the Holy Realm was also panting, stuffing a lot of recovery pills into his mouth, but he couldn't suppress his injuries no matter what, and his blood was surging wildly, and his vitality quickly passed from him.

The difference in strength is too great, although this martial artist has killed the blue-eyed fire dragon beast at the least, he can only fight to the end - this is the limit of what he can do.

Yang Kai walked up to him with a wine bag and stood in front of him, overlooking him.

The martial artist's dim and frightened eyes seemed to bloom with a ray of divine light, and he stretched out a hand with difficulty and reached towards Yang Kai, as if trying to grasp his own vitality. But he repeatedly caught a vacancy.

His face was full of longing for life.

Yang Kai took a sip of wine, squatted down, and without saying a word, forced out a drop of golden blood from between his fingers and dripped it into the martial artist's open mouth.

The Demon God Golden Blood had an extremely strong recovery ability, and Yang Kai relied on it several times to escape from death.

But he always felt that his body of demon god golden blood was not at the same level as what the great demon god had back then!

A drop of golden blood of the Great Demon God is infinitely powerful and contains all kinds of mysteries. Yang Kai could get a glimpse of a magical move in his cultivation. Even the demon general Shirley has gained a huge amount of benefits from a drop of demon god golden blood.

Although the quality is far from the same, it still has some healing function.

In an instant, the warrior was shrouded in a faint golden glow, and an incredible look appeared on his face. I feel like I'm feeling a lot better in an instant. The aura of looming death gradually dissipated. He had the confidence to live again.

He looked at Yang Kai in confusion, wondering why Lu Dao, a stranger passing by, would save his life.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound.

Yang Kai grinned at him: "Don't thank me. I should thank you, well, I can only help you get here, whether you live or die depends on your own creation. ”

After speaking, he threw the wine bag that had not drunk on the ground and strode away, and the laughter of Da Lang came from him.

After a long time, the martial artist sat up straight with great difficulty, staring at the direction Yang Kai had left, his face was puzzled, he didn't know what Yang Kai was thanking himself, just that young man was a neurotic with a problem in his head!

However, the other party did save his life, this is indisputable, he gratitatively grabbed the wine bag that Yang Kai dropped before leaving, and poured it fiercely, celebrating his escape from death, the liquor entered his stomach, so that he couldn't help grinning his teeth, sweating all over his body in pain, and he didn't dare to do anything wrong, and hurriedly silently used Xuangong, meditated and healed.

In the valley, Zong Ao was struggling to refine the pill, and now he didn't use his own method of alchemy to win by quantity, but like Yang Kai, he chose the best Dan furnace and used the method that Yang Kai taught him to alchemize.

Every time a pill with a dan pattern is baked, Zong Ao's old face will smile into a chrysanthemum, and the folds on his face are stacked together, looking terrifying and terrifying, but he is happy to do it.

Anyway, no one will come to this ghost place, Yang Kai has already left, the only outsider is still in a coma, no one has seen his terrifying appearance, he doesn't need to worry about anything.

At a critical juncture, Zong Ao's expression suddenly moved, and he said lightly: "You're back?"

He felt a breath of life rapidly approaching this direction, unscrupulous, extremely fast.

On the Rain Waterfall Star, except for Yang Kai who dared to do this, no one else had the courage to do this, not even Lin Mufeng or Halika and the others.

Hurriedly ending the matter at hand, and not caring that the pill was not successfully refined, Zong Ao waited quietly.

A moment later, Yang Kai walked in.

Squinting at it, Zong Ao couldn't help but be taken aback, and the words that came to his mouth were quickly swallowed into his stomach again.

He originally wanted to comfort Yang Kai and make him look down on life and death, but he didn't know that Yang Kai was actually smiling at this moment, and his whole body was filled with an indescribable feeling.

Zong Ao stared at it carefully for a long time before he was sure that that feeling was called self-confidence!

Slowly shaking his head, Zong Ao put on a smiling face and asked with a smile, "Have you found a solution?"

"No!" Yang Kai replied happily.

"Why are you so happy to not find you?" Zong Ao was even more confused.

"Can't you be happy if you don't find it?" Yang Kai asked rhetorically, "Although I didn't find it, I think it should be successful." ”

"What are these words?" Zong Ao was confused by Yang Kai's words, he didn't find a way, how could he succeed?, grabbing Yang Kai's arm and shouting, "You speak clearly." ”

"I can't tell, you can see for yourself, see if I can refine Danyun!" Yang Kai broke free from his iron hoop and straightened his clothes.

Zong Ao didn't say anything more, and stood aside with a restrained breath, paying attention to Yang Kai's movements.

In fact, he had always wanted to ask Yang Kai, since it was because of the soul chain that he was connected to the life of that female doll, why not go to the Water Moon Star and let the offerings of the Hengluo Chamber of Commerce untie the soul chain?

There is also plenty of time, so it should be too late to leave even now.

But he felt that since Yang Kai hadn't done this, there must have been some reason why it was inconvenient to go to the Water Moon Star, and there were even some unknown secrets. Zong Ao was too lazy to inquire too much, and he didn't want to investigate.

In contemplation, Yang Kai was already sitting cross-legged in front of the commonly used Dan furnace.

Then Zong Ao saw that he took out a lot of all kinds of medicinal materials from the space ring, and then took a closer look, and found that those medicinal materials were all sent by Halika at the beginning, and they were used to refine the materials of the Fire Separation Pill.

The remaining nearly two hundred or so copies, all piled up together, became a small mountain.

After all the medicinal materials were taken out, he saw Yang Kai take one copy of each of the mountain-like medicinal materials.

Pitch-black flames shot out of his hands like fireballs, engulfing the mountain-like herbs. All kinds of Saint King-level materials turned into residues in an instant. Gone.

Zong Ao's eyes instantly widened, and a look of shock appeared on his face!

He never expected Yang Kai to make such a crazy move as soon as he came back.

Burn one's ship?

This kid burned all the remaining nearly 200 materials, leaving only one, and there was only one chance to succeed or fail. He's going to break the boat?

Is it to use tremendous pressure to suppress one's potential?

Zong Ao shook his head slowly. I couldn't help but have a look of disappointment on my face. In martial arts, in cultivation, and even in battle. There's nothing wrong with taking yourself a step further in this way, and there's a good chance you'll succeed and achieve goals that you wouldn't normally be able to achieve.

But it would be a big mistake to apply this routine to alchemy.

Under the cauldron and sinking the boat, the pressure generated is a thousand times more terrifying than usual, and the alchemy that requires a stable state of mind is not suitable for this path at all, and will only make the situation worse.

If Yang Kai was really breaking the cauldron, then Zong Ao could conclude that he might not be able to refine the Dan Pattern.

In the midst of disappointment, his eyes brightened again, and he looked at Yang Kai in astonishment, with a thoughtful look on his face.

He was surprised to find that Yang Kai, who was sitting there, was relaxed, there was no trace of pressure, and that kind of confidence not only did not disappear because of the disappearance of nearly two hundred medicinal herbs, but was a little stronger.

Zong Ao saw a belief in Yang Kai - the belief that he could succeed, which was the sublimation of self-confidence.

Zong Ao lost his mind slightly.

Is he so sure that he will be able to accomplish his goals with this last piece of material? Where did he get his reliance and confidence?

Zong Ao sat precariously and paid attention for a moment.

Just like the previous refining of the Lihuo Pill, every procedure was meticulous and not bad.

Characterize the spirit array, condense the medicinal liquid, grasp the heat and the timing of the medicinal materials, and change the spirit array......

Yang Kai seemed to be just repeating what he had done in the past six months, but faintly, Zong Ao always felt that his alchemy this time was very different from the past, the same action, the same process, but it could give people a different feeling, which was refreshing.

Infected by that skillful and confident atmosphere, Zong Ao couldn't help but believe that Yang Kai could do that unbelievable thing.

His eyes widened even more, waiting for the moment when Danyun was first formed.

Time passed slowly, Zong Ao's mood became more and more nervous, and he couldn't help clenching his fists, as strong as him, and couldn't help but give birth to a kind of torment like a year, wishing to let time fly by so that he could see the results as soon as possible.

Yang Kai had always maintained an indifferent demeanor, and there was nothing else in the entire world except for the Dan Furnace and the liquid medicine tumbling in the Dan Furnace, and even his own location was briefly forgotten.

The Saint Realm martial artist who fought to the death against the blue-eyed fire dragon beast was able to win the most victorious victory, not relying on his strength, he relied on his indomitable momentum.

He was sure that he could win, because he knew that if he didn't win, he would die!

So he won, though he almost perished with the Blue-Eyed Drakemon.

From that battle, Yang Kai was inspired, so he saved his life.

In the first six months of alchemy, he failed again and again, which made his pressure increase day by day, making him think about what would happen if he failed every time he did alchemy? All kinds of distracting thoughts haunted his heart, and it was strange to be able to refine Danyun.

But now, he has no distractions.

He burned the nearly 200 medicinal herbs, not to put himself in a situation of ruin, but to strengthen his belief and see if his belief would be shaken when the 200 medicinal herbs were burned.

He didn't waver, so he became more and more confident. (To be continued......)