"It's normal that you don't know, because I'm not an immortal sorcerer, but a alchemist."

"Fang Shi ......" Mei Xue came in handy with the knowledge she had obtained from the library of Qinglong Academy, a term that had long since disappeared into the long history of the seas and mountains.

This is a black history in the history of the development of immortal arts, a group of crooked and evil ways that are unscrupulous in pursuit of knowledge.

In fact, the origin of these monks called alchemists even predates the immortal warlocks, and can be traced back to the primeval times before the arrival of the white-clothed immortals.

Before the advent of immortal arts, alchemists existed, and their origins were monks with certain strange powers, who studied various ways to increase their limits in pursuit of power.

These cultivators, known as Fangshi, did not study the avenue of the unity of heaven and man, but to deduce the essence of life, trying to follow the path of physical enlightenment and breaking through obstacles with strength.

From this point, they have a lot of connections with the martial arts sects of the primeval era, and I heard that the earliest founders of them were not outsiders in the first place, but real martial arts masters, trying to get out of the path of immortal arts.

After the arrival of the white-clothed immortals, these alchemists were also once keen on the study of immortal arts, and became a member of the immortal warlocks, trying to find a way to immortality.

It's a pity that these people ended up completely going astray, because they found a shortcut to becoming stronger - refining the bloodlines of all kinds of powerful monsters for their own use.

This method can improve one's own strength in a very short period of time, and can even be used by mortals, so when this method was invented, it was even popular in the seas and mountains.

However, soon, these mortals who fused the blood of demon beasts or other powerful creatures all died because of rejection, and those who survived all became monsters and ate people everywhere, and only a very few immortal warlocks overcame rejection, but they were also greatly injured and paid a heavy price.

If things are still within the acceptable range so far, after all, it is normal for the early research of immortal arts to have victims, and it is common for immortal warlocks to be eaten by immortal arts, and it is common for them to be wiped out.

However, this group of alchemists, who had been chasing infinite power since the primeval times, did not stop there, but began a larger-scale and more bloody fusion research.

Because the research carried out by this group of monks was so cruel and inhumane, it even caused several catastrophes that led to the tragic deaths of hundreds of millions of mortals, and finally triggered a great war, and finally this group of Outer Dao Immortal Warlocks was banished by the major immortal sects and holy lands in the seas and mountains.

Due to being banished by the entire sea and mountains, this group of people simply gave up the title of immortal warlock and returned to their original identity - alchemist.

In the history of the seas and mountains, this group of people has caused more than one terrible catastrophe, but it is precisely because of this that they have been destroyed.

In the era when the Supreme Heavenly Sword Xuanyuan Hong was born and a hundred schools of thought contended for sword cultivation, this group of dangerous elements was wiped out, and since then it has become the only term that exists in history.

Mei Xue never thought that in this era, he would actually meet a living alchemist.

"I'm surprised that you can kill this test object so easily."

"Can you tell me, what kind of immortal art is this, or is it a supernatural power?"

After recovering the three black lines, Zhang Jiao's eyes became a little strange when he looked at Mei Xue, the kind of eyes that a collector looks at a priceless collectible.

It's no wonder that the terrifying power that Mei Xue showed just now really far surpassed Zhang Jiao's understanding of the physical power of human immortal warlocks.

As a monk whose goal is to study the essence of life and preach in the flesh, Zhang Jiao is the first time he has seen that kind of power in human beings.

The three black lines he punched into Du Laoer's body were extraordinary, they were the treasures from his sect, one was enough for a mortal to be promoted to the combat power of the Law Body Level, and Du Lao Er's body was beaten into three of them, and in the end, he personally manipulated them, and the result was still a fiasco.

There can only be one explanation for this - Mei Xue is far stronger than Du Lao Er, who was manipulated by three black lines.

If Mei Xue used immortal magic to kill Du Lao Er, it would be fine, but just now Mei Xue obviously crushed Du Lao Er with one punch, and the problem would be big.

"Sorry, no comment." Mei Xue glanced at Zhang Jiao coldly, and her air suddenly tensed.

For this kind of guy who plays with human life at will, Mei Xue thinks it is better to humanely destroy Miè as soon as possible.

The reason why the method was expelled by the entire seas and mountains was precisely because of this method of distorting human nature, which was even more terrifying and cruel than the Netherworld Immortal Dao.

If it is said that the Netherworld Immortal Dao attracts ghosts and gods and drives the style of the deceased to give people the feeling of an outer Dao Immortal Gate, then Fang Shi is a complete demon Dao, not human.

"I knew you wouldn't say it, but it doesn't matter, you'll have time to say it slowly in the future."

"As my collection, when you become a part of my body, your qiē will naturally be mine."

A few drops of black liquid oozed from Zhang Jiao's dark eyes, as if he was happy and regretful.

"Don't be afraid, it's very, very comfortable to be one with me."

"Die!" Mei Xue stretched out three fingers angrily, and then pressed them one by one.

Three blood flashes flashed, and the blood-burning sword that had previously killed Du Lao Er once reappeared.

However, when the three blood-burning swords approached Zhang Jiao, a huge black claw stretched out from behind him, directly crushing the attack and killing power from Mei Xue.

Then, the one-person-tall black claw slashed at Mei Xue, and a huge claw mark appeared in the air, colliding with Mei Xue's right fist.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, a sharp claw mark and fist mark appeared on the ground, and Mei Xue was actually forced to take a step back.

Since gaining the power of the Ghost Emperor's right hand to be 100% synchronized, Mei Xue has hardly been at a disadvantage in the contest of strength, but that black giant claw contains some kind of terrifying fluctuations, and it actually suppressed Mei Xue's right hand hard.

"Black, don't push too hard, if you break it, it won't fit well later." Zhang Jiao reprimanded his black claws, and then the strange fluctuations on the black claws subsided somewhat.

That claw has a weird ...... Mei Xue could feel that at the moment of the confrontation, the power of his ghost god's right hand almost hit the unknown object, and all the impact force was absorbed, and then part of it was bounced back, which shocked him back.

It can be said that it was not the claw that repelled Mei Xue, but the punch that he blasted out.

Of all the enemies Mei Xue has encountered so far, this is the only one who can do this kind of thing.

"Black, catch him." Zhang Jiao held the spell in one hand, and gently shook it with the other, and began to synchronize with the giant claws that appeared behind him.

That feeling actually gave Mei Xue a taste of déjà vu.

"Goo!" The ground suddenly began to tremble violently, as if some behemoth was about to come out of it.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious." Stepping on a pace that Mei Xue had never seen before, Zhang Jiao's cold eyes dripped black unknown liquid again, and then with a wave of his hand, dozens of black dots fell to the ground.

"Boom!" Hundreds of black lights erupted on the ground, and then blackened golems dressed in yellow crawled out of the cracks in the ground.

"Scattering beans into soldiers?" Mei Xue's right hand slammed down, blasting away all the Yellow Turban soldiers who appeared dozens of meters around.

However, unlike Du Lao Er, who was blackened just now, these yellow turban soldiers did not collapse all over their bodies, but were repaired by the constantly interlaced black lines on their bodies after swaying for a while.

is different from Du Lao Er, who failed to test products, this is the real fierce and well-trained immortal army, and it is a super weapon that is truly armed to the teeth.

Some of them use swords, some use guns, and some hold shields, forming a complete combat system, which can be seen to be born entirely for the battlefield.

It seems that this is somewhat similar to the skill of the immortal warlocks to scatter beans into soldiers, but the beans are just mortal soldiers with mediocre combat effectiveness, and Zhang Jiao's army is so strong that Mei Xue is surprised by Cheng Dù.

The combat power of each of them is about half of that of the blackened Du Lao Er just now, and more importantly, their cooperation with each other is simply seamless, just like one person.

Between them, some invisible black silk threads connected them, and it was these looming black silk threads that greatly eliminated Mei Xue's attack power, and the blow that could kill Du Lao Er in seconds just now didn't even kill a single yellow turban soldier.

This is Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Legion, and he is the representative of the Fangshi.

Unlike the seas and mountains that had lost their supernatural bloodline, the monks who were expelled from the seas and mountains carried forward the supernatural bloodline in a terrible way.

"How, do you want such power."

"It's simple, just give up resistance and become a part of my body."

"If it is you, you should be able to become the best general in my corps, and I will title you the Three Treasures General."

"When the time comes, you'll understand how comfortable it is." Zhang Jiao was kind to Mei Xue, obviously wanting to eat Mei Xue completely.

Mei Xue glanced at Zhang Jiao with eyes that looked like she was looking at something dirty, and the seven-star dragon yuan on her waist came out of her sheath proudly with a dragon roar.

The seven-star mark on the sword body reflected Mei Xue's clear eyes, and surrounded by strong enemies, Mei Xue took the first step, the first step of the supreme divine sword technique Seven-Star Beidou Sword.

In the sky, there is a starlight looming, which is the first star of the Beidou - Tianshu.

"Huh?" Zhang Jiao, who found that something was wrong, suddenly trembled all over, and instinctively sensed the supreme sword qi that had not yet appeared, but had already soared into the sky.