The audience was quiet, and everyone didn't dare to make a sound, silently staring at Ouyang Mo who was nailed to the ground in the field.

Ouyang Mo raised his head and knelt until he died. The horror in his eyes froze, and he held the Qinglong Divine Sword in his mouth, and his entire body was pierced by the blade, nailed to the ground, and blood flowed down the blade, converging into a pool of blood on the ground.

It's the same sword, but this way of dying is terrifying, and it makes people tremble when they think about it. Even if Li Mubai, the Taibai Killing God, was present, he would definitely give out his admiration, they were all murderous, but the deterrent effect was completely different.

That's the price of the murderer!

"See, this is the murderer's offer, this is the offer of the people around me, you all remember to me, if you are my enemy, you must be ready to die at any time!" Ye Wentian swept over everyone in the Eight Poison Sect with a cold gaze, and pulled out the Qinglong Divine Sword with a snort, bringing out a slip of blood.

Losing support, Ouyang Mo's body fell to the ground softly, and in Ye Wentian's field of vision, a wisp of white soul floated out, with a strong hatred and resentment, and drilled into the ground.

Ye Wentian said that he would not let go of his soul, so naturally he did what he said, and with a flash of golden light in his hand, the long-unused Blood Floating Tu flew out, spun around in the air, and forcibly sucked this wisp of soul in.

Although everyone could not see the soul, they instinctively felt an unprecedented fear, fear from the soul, as if a terrible howl sounded in the soul.

In the Blood Floating Massacre, above the sea of blood, several chains stretched out from the void, firmly locking Ouyang Mo's soul, screaming and suffering in the steaming blood mist.

Put away the Blood Floating Slaughter, swing the sword and cut off the spider leg on Ouyang Mo's back, Ye Wentian threw the divine sword into the long box casually, and turned around and left with a wave of his hand.

The Dark Dragon Guard naturally followed immediately, and Long Yuming, Long Yujiao, and Xiang Shaowu glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

The devastated courtyard was left with only broken walls, bloodstains, fallen corpses, and a large group of people standing in a daze.

"Sect Master, this matter can't just be settled, this is a great shame, after today, my sect will become the laughing stock of the whole city!" said an elder in a cold voice.

"Yes, this revenge must be avenged!" the rest of the elders said in unison.

The Great Elder obviously suppressed his anger: "Shut up, our sect has suffered heavy losses today, and this is the first time since the opening of the sect, Sect Master, you are too irrational in this matter." In my opinion, the Marquis of Dingyuan is using you as a gunman. From now on, give me some restraint, Ye Wentian has so many enemies that there is no need for our sect to make a move!"

Ouyang Qi nodded unwillingly: "Great Elder rest assured, since he can borrow the Blue Dragon Divine Sword, I will no longer blatantly deal with him, but today's revenge must be avenged, and I can't let my sect disciples die in vain!"

Ouyang Xun knelt on the ground, pressing the incision on his neck, his eyes stared at the empty door, his eyes were full of resentment: "Ye Wentian, I, Ouyang Xun and you are not finished!"

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The Treasury of the Emperor of Heaven

"Brother-in-law, are you back, have you caught the murderer?" Qian Baobao had just finished feeding Qian Duoduo and Yulia the Shengyuan Dan, and when he saw Ye Wentian returning, he hurriedly greeted him.

Ye Wentian bowed his head and said, "Of course I caught it." ”

"What about people?" Qian Baobao looked around.

"Kill!" Ye Wentian said directly, but the two words were full of ferocity, and Qian Baobao trembled when he heard it.

Ye Wentian took out the spider leg that was cut from Ouyang Mo and said, "This is the source of poison, and it is also the medicine guide for alchemy, are the materials I explained before ready? I want to start refining the antidote pill immediately, and I can't delay for a moment." ”

Qian Baobao handed over three brocade boxes and a cloth bag to Ye Wentian, and said, "Ready, although I am only the manager of the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house, this material can still be used, Nuo, give it to you." By the way, do you need a Ding furnace? I have a few fine Dan Ding in my collection here, and the alchemists of the Ten Sects have tried to buy them at a high price several times, but I have rejected them. ”

Ye Wentian opened the cloth bag and brocade box one by one, clicked it carefully, found that nothing was missing, shook his head and said: "No need, I almost don't need Danding for alchemy, don't hesitate, let's start refining here!"

"Ah, don't Danding, okay, should we avoid it?" Qian Baobao was surprised in his heart, alchemy don't want Danding, this strange alchemy is the first time I have heard of it, there is an unwritten rule in the alchemy world, except for the public alchemy competition, it is forbidden to observe the rest of the time, the purpose is to prevent the leakage of alchemy techniques.

Ye Wentian glanced at a few people, and found that Long Yuming, Long Yujiao, and even Xiang Shaowu showed curiosity, and said with a slight smile: "Don't avoid it, just let you open your eyes, you can't learn anyway." ”

Before the words fell, the alchemy immediately began, only to see Ye Wentian roll up his sleeves, the golden hand martial spirit was sacrificed, and the entire arm was cast like gold, flashing with brilliant golden light.

The palm of the gold's left hand was upward, and a cold breath rolled out, conjuring out ten ice crystal tripods out of thin air, the whole body was light blue and crystal clear, and there was a faint ice mist floating around, which looked like a dream.

"Entering the Ding. With a wave of Ye Wentian's right hand, all the materials in the cloth bag and brocade box flew up and automatically fell into the ice crystal small ding.

"Hua Yuzhi Martial Fire Thirty-three Breaths, Jin Jing Scattered Martial Fire Seventy-six Breaths, Jade Cicada Molten Flame Ninety-nine Breaths, Moro Flower Martial Fire Alternate Thirty-six Breaths......" Ye Wentian did not hide his selfishness, showing his refining process, and accurately reported the steps and time of refining, with the sound of whirring, a cluster of flames appeared under each ice crystal small ding.

These flames are different, some are black-red, some are golden-red, some are dark red, and different colors represent different flame properties and different temperatures. Some of the flames crackled and boiled, scorching under the ice crystal tripod, making a sneering sound, and the white gas in the tripod was steaming, while some flames were quiet and silent, without any sound at all.

Long Yuming and the others were full of curiosity, they didn't know anything about alchemy, and the alchemists in the sect never allowed them to watch, for them, alchemy was as mysterious as refining.

Qian Baobao stared at Ye Wentian's golden hand, and stopped talking several times, as if he had something to say.

Ye Wentian was engrossed, distracted, and at the same time controlled the temperature of each ice crystal tripod, and the refining heat of different materials was different.

For example, Hua Yuzhi is a wood, mixed with soil attributes, must be cooked with fire, but not too long, otherwise the medicinal properties will be lost, if you use simmering, you will not be able to exert the medicinal properties. Another example is Jin Jingsan, which is metallic and mixed with earth attributes, and must be cooked for a long time, on the contrary, Moro Flower is purely woody and can only be simmered, and the fire will become highly poisonous.

Ye Wentian had already understood the characteristics of these materials clearly, and he dared to pat his chest and say that even without the assistance of the golden hand, he was already a qualified four-star alchemist.