Alchemy, as well as a specific realm division, the first realm is the golden finger.

The Golden Fist had returned to the pool of blood again, turning into a cloud of golden liquid again. And Yiheng's right index finger, the part above the first joint of the fingertip, is painted with a layer of gold, which is shining gold, as if it can ignite all things.

Let's not talk about where alchemy can be cultivated, even this golden finger is already a very good weapon. He had a sense that, when he pointed out, could pierce an ordinary supreme spirit soldier.

With an idea, Yiheng immediately tried it. A large knife was taken out of the storage ring, which was all the trophies obtained in the Purple Rain Dragon Storage Ring before. Then, Yiheng used alchemy and pointed out.

Bang.

A golden light dotted on the big knife, and then there seemed to be a layer of golden net spreading, instantly spreading half of the face of the big knife, and then under the reflection of the golden light, the long knife turned into golden broken stars, leaving only a piece of the handle.

Before he had time to smile happily, Yiheng twitched the corners of his mouth, his body trembled, and he fell directly to the ground, lying straight on the ground, unable to move.

The flesh and blood power and the divine element all around him quickly converged towards the already dim golden fingers, but in just a short moment, Yiheng's whole person was shaped like dry bones, and his face was like a dead person.

The golden finger is indeed very strong, but behind the strength, there are naturally great side effects, and the reason for this side effect is naturally that Yiheng is not strong enough.

Alchemy, the indefinite soul gold pattern and the blood cultivation technique work closely together, the first two can send out a powerful attack like the golden finger, but the latter needs to be supported.

Yiheng's golden finger is just a fingertip, and he has not really cultivated it yet, and forcibly casting this blow will naturally make him fall.

"It seems that it is another technique that cannot be used lightly. ”

Yiheng tried his best to absorb the golden light that finally gathered into a star, and then the whole person was lying on the ground peacefully, his body was weak, and it was a little difficult to move.

He had the heart to take out a Bodhi fruit, but even his soul was extremely tired and couldn't do it at all. So, I can only lie down peacefully.

The inheritance of the third mansion of the five mansions, the battle of chance in the tower of the military pavilion also came to an end quickly.

Teleportation resumed, and then figures flew out of the Tower of the Arsenal and came to the square again. In fact, there are many people who came out in advance, because they have gained, and several young talents of the passerby king are.

"What kind of tricks do you think this kid is playing? It hasn't come out yet, so he won't get nothing, right? ”

Waiting was a bit boring, Tu Niu Niu and the others directly moved out a set of golden tables and sat idly in the square. It's so golden, you don't have to think that it must be Jin Xinyue with you.

"Brother Niu, say that he didn't get anything, do you believe it yourself?"

Jin Xinyue played with a golden wine glass in his hand and tasted the wine in the glass, he didn't believe that Yiheng would gain nothing. However, Yiheng has not come out for so long, which is indeed suspicious.

"He's not going to enter the wordless door!"

Tu Tiantian looked at the Emperor Monument from afar and muttered, he thought it was very possible, but he felt that it was best that he guessed wrong. Because there is no word in the door, there has never been any treasure, which affects the name of the emperor's monument.

"Brother Shenming shouldn't be so stupid, right?"

Tu Xiaoxiao answered, with a hint of worry, if there was nothing in the end, then the emperor's monument would definitely be gone, and it would be even more difficult to enter the tomb.

While everyone was talking, suddenly a figure appeared next to him, and everyone else came out vertically, but this figure appeared horizontally.

"I've got to be good, you've run into a vampire ghost, how did you lose weight like this?"

Tu Niu Niu was so shocked that the wine in the altar was scattered all over the ground, and hurriedly surrounded it, looking up and down. The rest of the people were also unknown, so they surrounded them one by one.

Even Ji Ruxue, who was standing in the distance, couldn't help but be curious and walked over.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what kind of situation Yiheng was, although there would be different tests in the three-story Seeking Pavilion, but it wouldn't be as miserable as him, right?

"I said, you're watching the monkeys play, can you quickly stuff me with a Bodhi fruit?"

Yiheng was indignant and spread to everyone, the huge devouring power just now, almost the power in the kidney blood lake was absorbed, so the recovery was extremely slow, and it was still difficult to move now.

With his current cultivation, after using the golden finger, I am afraid that he will have to lie down for more than two hours.

Yiheng's prayer, Tu Xiaoxiao responded, took out an eight-leaf Bodhi fruit, shook it in front of Yiheng, and then showed a smiling face.

"Brother Shenming, Xiaoxiao is just this eight-leaf Bodhi fruit, seeing you like this, I didn't hesitate to take it out at all. When you can move, should you reward me with two?"

The girl's smile was sweet, her voice was moving, and her petite face was also extraordinarily delicate, but the words that came out stunned Yiheng were stunned, or stunned.

Of course, there are also people around who are watching the excitement around. What is this? The threat of Chiluoluo is simply taking advantage of the fire.

"Xiaoxiao, are you the devil?"

Yiheng once again said, not just for a small novel, but for everyone to hear.

He even tried to glance at the light and looked towards the Tu brothers. It's just that the two of them, one turned his head to look at the sky, and the other turned his head to look at the wine jar, and he didn't find Yiheng's questioning gaze at all.

"Brother Shenming, what's the matter? ”

Tu Xiaoxiao took the Bodhi fruit and shook it around Yiheng's mouth, and continued with a small mouth: "Look, Xiaoxiao has to feed you personally, what kind of service is this, you need to add another seven-leaf Bodhi fruit."

"Good, good. ”

Yiheng let out a long sigh, and didn't expect anyone to stand up for him, because they all avoided his gaze, and he couldn't say that Tu Xiaoxiao would increase the price again.

"Oh, good brother of the gods, come, open your mouth. ”

Tu Xiaoxiao excitedly handed the Bodhi fruit into Yiheng's mouth, and then seemed to notice that there was something wrong with his smile at this time, and immediately replaced it with a faint look of sadness and worry.

It's just that Yiheng will still believe her? He only feels that women are devils now.

When Yiheng refined the Bodhi fruit, the emperor's monument was staged again. The first three names appeared, but this time, everyone was shocked, there was no holy son or holy daughter.

"The scoundrel. ”

"Yellow blue and blue. ”

"Lin Feng. ”

The three of them were now boiling in the square again, and fierce discussions sounded, but the most attention fell on Yiheng.

"Huang Qinglan and Lin Feng are both daughters and sons of famous cities, and it is understandable that they have gained in the Tower of the Arsenal, what is going on with this god, how did they get the first place?"

"This son is really the first person to be lucky, what treasure do you say he got this time?"

"Could it be an imperial soldier, right? I just saw that he came out lying down, will he refine the imperial soldier and cause a lot of damage?"

......

The discussion continued one after another, and even the names of the emperor who didn't pay attention to the appearance of the emperor monument anymore, but gathered towards the passer-by king.

There was a sea of people, and the voices of people were boiling, completely surrounding the passers-by and the king.

This is not the place to move, so the passerby king and the others don't have any worries, and there are still six holy sons who have made previous bets.

However, although he is not afraid of being attacked by a group, he is also very curious, what will Yiheng get in the tower of the Arsenal?

Yiheng, who recovered quickly, opened his eyes, and then met the gazes in front of him, which startled him.

"Why are you doing? Even though I'm handsome, you don't have to worship me so much, do you?"

Yiheng said with a smile, but when he thought of the two Bodhi fruits that should be slaughtered just now, his face turned blue in an instant, the three brothers and sisters of the Tu family are still good at Tu Tiantian!

Yiheng stood up, and then he saw the crowd surrounding them, almost all the people in the entire square. Many disciples of the big sects on the periphery even flew up directly with their swords, watching the excitement.

"What the hell did you get? But what did you get into the wordless pavilion? What was it like inside, don't tell me it's really an imperial soldier? Take it out and take a look. ”

Tu Niu Niu threw out many questions in one breath, and listened to it for a while. Although he was refining the Bodhi Fruit to recover his body just now, he still heard some discussions.

First, he paid Tu Xiaoxiao two Bodhi fruits, and he was afraid that he would give him another interest later.

Then Yiheng glanced at the people around him, looked at the curious eyes one by one, and suddenly smiled weirdly, and Lang Lang said: "You guys, are you all curious about what I get? ”

Yiheng focused on those Holy Sons or Heavenly Heroes who had become kings in one step, and continued, "However, I need to gather thirty Supreme Spirit Soldiers for me. If you can do it, you will show your hand, and if you can't do it, you can leave it as soon as possible. ”

"Could it be the ......?"

All the Holy Sons had hidden guesses, and their faces were shocked. Although the one they thought of was far inferior to the God Soldier, it was the famous skill of the God Refining Emperor.

Alchemy, not only a few holy sons, but many people have thought of these three words.

"A bunch of poor ghosts, let's disperse quickly. ”

Yiheng waved his hand, and directly glanced at everyone with a contemptuous expression, the meaning could not be more obvious, without the Supreme Spirit Soldier, it was impossible for him to show his hand.

"I'm out three. ”

When Yiheng turned around to sit on the golden bench on the side, a voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, it was the fate of Baili, his face was calm, and it didn't look like a response made by being excited, but curious.

"The Pure Celestial Body Cultivation Method of the Hundred Miles Night Walk will be given to him. As for this time, it is to resist the colorful gold pool shared by the god of the underworld. ”

The word of Baili said, if no one took the lead, it was obvious that Yiheng's plan just now would be in vain. Yiheng didn't respond to anything, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

Not far away, Ji Lance Tianzi's eyes moved slightly, staring at the life of a hundred miles for a long time, thoughtful, and then also said: "Three." ”

Then, all the Holy Sons, except for the Purple Rain Dragon, all produced three Supreme Spirit Soldiers. But they must all be ordinary spirit soldiers, because it is obvious that there is no return.

In the crowd, voices sounded one after another, and everyone who felt that he was a character made some contributions, and soon he collected thirty supreme spirit soldiers.

The spirit soldiers were all gathered in front of Yi Heng's body, piled up in a large pile, colorful and varied. But there is no doubt that they are all Supreme Spirit Soldiers, although they are just ordinary.

Thirty pieces, if they are exchanged for yuan crystals, but it is enough for 10 million yuan crystals, such a huge number, if one person is allowed to give it, who would want to?

The life of a hundred miles has indeed helped Yiheng, and Yiheng should be grateful. "Everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high", this sentence is greatly agreed.

Yiheng didn't immediately show his hand, but swept his gaze to the purple rain dragon in the crowd, smiled, and then cleared his throat.

"Before I show my hand, I still have something to say, to say to the Holy Son of the Purple Rain Dynasty. ”