The Book of Heaven floated around in the stone house, the pages of the paper turned gently, and it took a long time for a voice to come out, "Boss, you high-level six-star alchemist, you can try the master-level refining amplification concoction." ”

The Book of Heaven floated on Wen Yiming's shoulder, and said: "Other potions are not suitable for refining at your level, and at the same time, there are not too many materials, and as far as I know, the success rate of the amplification mixture is quite high with your ability, the key is that you have four materials, practice with three, and the last one may be successful." ”

With Shu Ling's narration, Wen Yiming understood that there were two effects of the amplification mixture: first, the recovery speed of true yuan and spiritual power was increased by five times, and second, the time of all amplification skills was forcibly extended, and the time was three days.

In fact, the recovery amount of the amplification mixture is not for the user, because once the amplification mixture is consumed, it will continue to consume true yuan and mental power, and the recovery amount of five times may not be able to meet the side effect consumption, and all the energy consumed is provided on the amplification skill cast, prolonging the time for the amplification skill.

For now, Wen Yiming knew that this was the most suitable potion for himself, thinking about the Dragon and Tiger's Forbidden Rage Buff's War Howl and Sacrifice amplification skills for three days, what a terrifying thing it was, at least it could explode when Xie Tong and Qin Quan arrived, reducing the casualties and losses, and it would not disappear until the arrival of the Holy Envoy Zhou Gang.

With his alchemy strength, although it is a leapfrog refining, there is a special effect of the rune, and the possibility of the amplification mixture reaching the top grade is not small, and maintaining the gain for three days is a key dependence.

As for the side effects after three days, his reason was out of control and he fell into a coma, and he couldn't improve his cultivation in half a year, which was nothing to Wen Yiming, if there was no special opportunity for half a year, it would be difficult for him to improve his cultivation even if he was a closed-door penance, and with his combat power, even if he was just a military general in the south, there were only a handful of people who could threaten him.

He summoned Ling Qingping to come over alone, and when Shuling provided the formula for the amplification mixture, he summoned the alchemy and began to deduce and refine, there was not much time left, he couldn't waste a minute or a second, and letting Ling Qingping come over was also for her to learn more deeply about the handprint refining of the Divine Seal Stream.

In the afternoon of the next day, Wen Yiming stopped his cultivation and recovered, got up and rushed to the square, Yiqing was arranged to be a hundred miles away from Qingyun Castle, and let her lurk as a secret sentinel with stealth techniques, just now he received the news that a large number of people had arrived.

Wen Yiming came to Shuangcheng Square with a solemn face, everyone in Shuangcheng Gate was in the hall at the back of the square, this battle was the death of high-level martial arts cultivators, and the cultivation under the generals was no different from sending them to death, there was no need to participate in the war.

In addition to Hao Tianxiao and others, the great martial artists in the field were some deacons and low-level elders, and Shu Jianfeng, as the master of a sect, wanted to come forward, but he was protected behind the main hall and was not allowed to participate in the battle.

The metal ring was still in the arena, Feng Yi and the others had already arrived after receiving Wen Yiming's summons, their faces were serious, knowing that this battle was a matter of life and death in the twin cities, and no one could take it easy.

"Yiming, has the situation changed?" Feng asked with one arm raising his sword and frowning, Wen Yiming's ugly face made everyone feel uneasy.

Wen Yiming took a deep breath, looked in the southeast direction, and said, "Yiqing's news, the first floor of the Wu Xiuying Martial Sect of the Famous Sword Heavenly Gate, it seems that he has just broken through, this is a variable. ”

Everyone's faces changed, and they heard Wen Yiming say again: "Xie Wei Martial Sect is at the peak of the first layer, and the two factions have recruited a group of generals from nowhere, most of them are late stage cultivators, and there are more than thirty people. ”

Without waiting for everyone's faces to change again, he continued: "The biggest variable is Qin Quan, who is already in the late stage of the third layer of the Martial Sect. ”

Feng Yi and the others were silent, their faces were hard to see, this kind of strength comparison is the part of being crushed, three martial arts sects, and more than thirty military generals in the later stage.

And they, Feng Yi and Mo Ziyou are the ninth layer of military generals, Fan Chen is the peak of the eighth layer, Zhan Tai and Tang Xiaoxuan are both seventh layers of military generals, Shu Jianfan and Nan Rongming and other elders and deacons are all in the early stage of military generals, and they are already all the top combat power of the two cities, and there is not a single martial artist, so what to fight.

Wen Yiming glanced at everyone, obviously feeling that the fighting spirit was dissipating in the tense atmosphere, he knew that this was not fear, but powerlessness in the face of absolute strength.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the two sects and my twin cities have become mortal enemies, their sect master and their elders are all in ambush, this is a situation that will not die, they will not let anyone go, unless they can quickly flee from the south." ”

Zhan Taikeng sacrificed his heavy sword, gritted his teeth and trembled slightly, and said: "Yiming, you are not afraid of death if you can stand here, and dying in Shuangcheng is the best destination for Lao Tzu. ”

Even Feng Yi and Fan Chen nodded slightly, in the past few days, they had heard Hao Tianxiao and Shu Yilan talk a lot about Wen Yiming's deeds in the Northern Xinjiang and Western Regions, especially the matter of the siege and killing of the third layer of the Martial Sect on Roaring Island, which greatly increased their confidence.

Wen Yiming nodded with his hand, paced in the ring, and said: "Mo Ziyou is in charge of Xie Yan, the two city lords try their best to assist, the two masters you drag Qin Quan, Ameng, Cui Lang and Lao Wu control the whole process, Eight Tartars, you lead the dragon soul to block all the generals, and the rest of the elders and deacons you assist the dragon soul to kill the enemy, you must obey the command." ”

Fan Chen frowned and said, "Boy, what about Wu Xiuying?"

Wen Yiming's eyebrows showed perseverance, and he took out the dragon spear and said, "I'll come!"

Everyone was shocked, and it was hard to speak, Wen Yiming and the dragon soul did not hide their cultivation now, and their cultivation had shocked them, and at this moment, they had to compete with Wu Xiuying at the level of military generals, that was a martial arts sect, even if it was a military general nine-layer Great Perfection in front of Wu Xiuying, it was a slap in the face.

Feng looked at Wen Yiming after a long time, and said slowly: "Yiming, the old man knows that you don't do things that you are sure about, how many percent?"

Wen Yiming said: "I have never fought with Wu Zong, and it is not clear how big the gap is in this great watershed, but it is no problem to protect yourself." ”

"Okay! you remember, Yiming!" Feng Wei looked at Wen Yiming seriously, and said, "If you can't leave, take your friends and leave, we must fight to the death, but you can't!"

The high-level leaders nodded in silence, with Wen Yiming's strength and many deeds, he is indeed a demonic wizard that has not been found in Shuangcheng for thousands of years, as long as he does not die, Shuangcheng will have a day to regain its former glory, and it will not be too far away, it is really his cultivation speed is unbelievably fast.

Wen Yiming did not mention the Holy Envoy Zhou Gang, the Martial Sect of Forging Body, and it was useless to say it, it only increased the troubles and even lowered morale.

He looked at Fan Chen and said with a smile: "Senior Ancestor, I once said that it is not yet known who will kill the deer! I hope to fight the unyielding battle intent of the Twin Cities for thousands of years!"

This sentence is what the drunken man said at the beginning, how could Fan Chen forget, at this moment, Fan Chen was extremely emotional, how many people can not forget the original intention, he stepped forward slowly, patted Wen Yiming, and said with a kind smile: "The most disappointed thing in the old man's life is that he failed to accept you as a disciple, and the most proud thing is to have you as a disciple!"

Then, he said solemnly: "Yiming, you still need the old man ten chickens, and one will come to the old man's grave every year in the future." ”