Ye Zheng heard the shouts of his disciples, and hurriedly put away the scroll and stuffed it into the Qiankun bag. Only then did he walk out of the alchemy room unhurriedly, looked at the disciple and said, "What's the hurry? What the hell is going on, you can tell me slowly."

"Holy Son, it's seventy-two immortals, they don't know where they got a fairy cannon, and now they are blocking our sect's gate, saying that they are going to blow up our Wanhua Sect. What can I do, Son?" The disciple asked anxiously.

"Where's the sect master?"

"The Sect Master and the elders are already waiting in the main hall, all waiting for your orders."

"Let them wait. It's okay, don't panic, the fairy cannon sounds terrifying, it's just a useless thing, we have the Great Sect Protector Array, and we don't know who it is." Ye Zheng was not in a hurry at all, and comforted the disciple in turn and said.

He was very confident in the big array of Mr. Hu that he left back then, even if he had experienced so many years of wind and rain, plus the replacement of the spiritual weapon had been lowered by a notch, there was no problem at all in resisting the fairy spirit cannon.

Hearing what the Holy Son said, the disciple also let go of his mind a little, nodded in response, and returned to the main hall to deliver the news to the sect master and the elders.

Ye Zheng closed the door of the alchemy room, directly took out the giant python spar in the Qiankun bag, sat down cross-legged, and concentrated on starting to sketch the shape of a medicine furnace in his mind.

The hedron swirled slowly in the palm of his hand, then slowly dissolved and reshaped under the influence of his spiritual power.

Refining is a technical job, and there is no room for a little distraction, Ye Zheng meditated for two hours before slowly opening his eyes. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the robe on his back was soaked with sweat.

He picked up a small medicine stove on the ground with both hands, and with a happy face, he kept nodding his head while looking at it: "Yes, the best medicine stove!" Sure enough, high-grade hedrons are still useful."

While wiping the sweat from his forehead, he put down the medicine stove and began to take out the medicinal herbs from the Qiankun bag. He had to hurry up and refine medicine for Xu Baiqing, otherwise after a long time, Xu Baiqing's condition would deteriorate and even change.

Just when Ye Zheng was concentrating on refining medicine, the sect of Wanhua Sect was in a state of confrontation.

"People from the Wanhua Sect, listen to me! Those who know the times are Junjie, I advise you to surrender quickly and come out one by one, otherwise we will blow up your sect!" Outside the gate, a disciple wearing the costume of the Ten Thousand Immortal League shouted at the sect of the Ten Thousand Transformation Sect.

Lu Zhou stood in the sect with a kind of disciple with an anxious face.

He turned his head and asked the disciples beside him, "Are you sure that the Holy Son just said that this Sect Protector Array can withstand them?"

That disciple was the one who had just gone to report the situation to the Holy Son, nodded and said, "Disciple is sure, that's what the Holy Son said."

"That's good." Lu Zhou's heart was slightly relieved, but he couldn't help but raise his head and look outside the sect.

The people of the Ten Thousand Immortal League saw that there was no movement at all, and they had a sense of frustration when they punched the cotton.

"Elder, they ......" The disciple of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance turned to look at the immortal behind him with a look of embarrassment.

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of shrunken turtles, everyone has hit the door, and they are shrinking in the sect one by one and don't dare to see people! Listen to my orders and bombard me!"

"Yes!" The disciple got the order and glanced at the two disciples standing next to the fairy cannon behind him, and the two of them began to get busy. One is responsible for filling the barrel with spiritual power bullets, and the other is responsible for ignition.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

Three deafening sounds exploded in the mountains, causing echoes in the valley.

The disciples of the Wanhua Sect, who were originally hiding in the sect, covered their ears one by one in fright, and tried to retreat as much as possible. However, the expected landslide did not appear, but after hearing a few explosions, I also heard the screams and cries for help of people outside.

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