The second-grade Huiqi Pill was successfully refined, and Fang Ye's heart was also full of excitement.

From now on, he will be a genuine second-grade alchemist, you must know that the original party did not believe that he was only a second-grade alchemist, and he was able to make a name for himself, so that the other families of the Fire Desolation Mountain Range were extremely respectful.

Fang Buxin still groped for decades to do it, Fang Ye was only seventeen years old, such a young alchemist, not to mention the Fire Desolation Mountain Range, even in the entire Tianwu Continent, it was a rare existence!

Fang Ye didn't care much about the false reputation of the alchemist, his alchemy was mainly to be able to make his cultivation grow quickly and steadily, relying on his own strength, he entered the Tianjiao Mansion and stood in front of Xue Qianqian openly.

He wants to prove to her that your vision will not be wrong!

Fang Ye's dark eyes became deeper and deeper, and when he saw Xiao Hei eating next to him, he also put the second-grade Huiqi Pill in his hand into a white jade bottle by the way, and threw it into the Xuanhuang space to put it away.

Fang Ye took a deep breath, and a brilliant divine brilliance suddenly erupted in his eyes.

He hadn't deliberately cultivated since these days, and after refining the pill and relaxing, he felt that the cultivation in his body had unconsciously reached the peak of the middle stage of a military general, and he might break into the late stage of a military general at any time.

The way of cultivation is both open and relaxed, and it can be regarded as an unexpected joy to cultivate to this extent.

Fang Ye's spiritual power was extremely huge, and after refining a second-grade Qi Rejuvenation Pill, his spiritual power had only consumed a very small part, which did not prevent him from continuing to refine the pill.

After Fang Ye carefully sensed his own state, he once again devoted himself to the great cause of alchemy.

After this month's tempering, the quantity and quality of Fang Ye's spiritual power had improved significantly, and his control over spiritual power had also reached an extremely advanced level.

It only took a dozen days for Fang Ye to exhaust the materials in the Xuanhuang Space for refining the Qi Returning Pill. Turned into seventy or eighty Rejuvenation Pills.

Even if his spiritual power was extremely strong, it was inevitable that there would be mistakes in the alchemy process, and at least twenty or thirty Qi Returning Pill materials would be turned into ashes.

Being able to get so many Hui Qi Pills is mainly due to the fact that his spiritual power is far beyond ordinary people, and if he is another second-grade alchemist to refine it, I'm afraid it would be good to get thirty or forty pieces!

These days. Every time he had his spare time, Fang Ye would keep cultivating, but he had never broken through to the late stage of the military general.

He also knew in his heart that if he wanted to break through, he still needed an opportunity!

"Wow quack, boss, your spiritual power has become so strong!" Just as Fang Ye had just put away the pill, the voice of the phantom suddenly sounded in Fang Ye's mind.

Fang Ye's expression was overjoyed, and he smiled: "Phantom spirit." You're finally awake again!"

The phantom spirit said proudly: "Boss, unsealing the nine-colored spirit basin did not make my energy consumption clean, it is much easier than lending you Liliang at the beginning." It's been more than two months since I've been asleep, and it's time to wake up. ”

Immediately afterward, I heard the phantom spirit shouting excitedly: "I'll wipe it, the nine-colored spirit basin is about to grow into a thousand-year-old elixir." Wow, this thing is a big supplement! Boss. You're welcome!"

Fang Ye's face turned dark, and his mind was immersed in the Xuanhuang space.

The nine-colored spiritual basin with the size of ninety-nine zhang is inlaid in the ground of the Xuanhuang space, like a huge medicine field, and the elixirs are delicate and beautiful, and under the gentle swaying, they exude a refreshing medicinal fragrance. It's refreshing.

At the next glance, Fang Ye saw a cloud of dark yellow light running around in the nine-colored divine soil, rolling all over the ground, and there was an arrogant daxiao sound from his mouth, which was the body of the phantom.

Where the wraiths have passed. The spiritual power of the elixir dissipated rapidly, and the dark yellow aura on the phantom spirit became more and more intense.

Fang Ye stretched out his hand and dragged the phantom spirit out of the Xuanhuang space, and said with a dark face: "Little rabbit cub, you are not eating, you are harming the elixir!"

The yellow light cluster of the phantom spirit body swept over the forms of various demon beasts, and shouted: "I am making reasonable use of it! Devouring the aura in the elixir, I will be able to have a more powerful liliang, and the Shending will be able to recover its original state faster! Anyway, there is a nine-colored spirit basin, and these elixirs can be planted again after eating! Boss, you should be generous!"

"Meow!"

Xiao Hei was startled by this arrogant voice, and looked at the dark yellow light in Fang Ye's hand in disbelief.

Xiao Hei's big emerald eyes were full of vigilance, and he scratched his head a little suspiciously, how could this arrogant voice be so familiar?

Fang Ye's eyes were slightly bright, the treasures of heaven and earth also belonged to the spiritual things between heaven and earth, and the Xuanling artifact was also born naturally between heaven and earth, the two may really have something in common, if the phantom spirit devoured the elixir, maybe it could really make Shending recover faster!

Fang Ye pondered for a moment, and then said, "If you want the Divine Ding to return to its original state, how many heavenly and earthly treasures do you need?"

The phantom aura stagnated for a moment, and he muttered: "There are too many to count, anyway, if you eat a little more, you can restore the power of the Shending by a little more! The older the elixir, the more beneficial it is for recovery!"

Fang Ye nodded secretly, it seemed that in order to fully recover the Divine Ding, the number of elixirs needed would probably be an astronomical amount!

"Meow!"

Xiao Hei shouted again, the vigilance in his big eyes gradually disappeared, and he stared at the phantom, obviously the phantom's voice still had some impression.

"Wow Gaga, Xiao Hei, my brother has been away for so many days, do you miss my brother?"

Xiao Hei whispered twice, his big eyes full of curiosity.

"Phantom, you kid is too little, the exit passage of the Demon Sealing Hall will open in the next few days, and we should also leave. By the way, you'd better become the Wind Breaker Eagle later, so as not to arouse the suspicion of others. Fang Ye scolded with a smile, casually put the things in the cave into the Xuanhuang space, and easily held Xiao Hei in his arms.

The dark yellow light floated behind Fang Ye, and he shouted to himself, "Boss, let me eat two more elixirs?"

Fang Ye walked out of the cave and said angrily: "You have killed more than a dozen of them just now! Even if the elixir is beneficial to the recovery of the Divine Ding, you can't use all the water to catch it, after all, these elixirs will all become thousand-year-old elixirs in a while! It's not cost-effective to eat it now!"

The dark yellow light on the phantom's body was full of brilliance, and a huge Wind Splitting Demon Eagle appeared in front of him again, and an eagle's cry shook the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Meow!"

Xiao Hei looked up at the phantom in the sky, and cried out with joy, finally recognizing the phantom who stole wine for him to drink.

The phantom spirit proudly circled in the air, landed beside Fang Ye, rubbed Fang Ye's shirt with a smile, and said with a smile: "Boss, you still have so many survivors anyway, it doesn't matter if one or two are missing." ”

The phantom spirit grinded hard and bubbled, Fang Ye had no choice but to take out two delicate fire cloud grasses again and hand them to the phantom spirit.

The phantom happily took the two fire cloud grasses, and gave one to Xiao Hei very righteously, and the huge wings gently patted Xiao Hei's head, and said with a smile: "Xiao Hei, my brother will take care of you." ”

Xiao Hei didn't care too much, picked up the fire cloud grass and gnawed it, his big green eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and his little face was full of satisfaction.

Fang Ye was thinking about which direction to go, when his expression suddenly moved slightly, and he looked at the back of the mountain suspiciously.

His spiritual power became extremely powerful, and just now, he faintly sensed a faint energy fluctuation coming from a distance, and it was not clear if he didn't sense it carefully, and it seemed that the distance was not close.

Fang Ye turned over and jumped onto the back of the phantom, and said in a deep voice: "In the distance in the direction behind the mountain, there are people fighting, go, go and see!"

The phantom had just finished eating the elixir and was worried that he had nothing to do, when he learned that there was a bustle, he immediately screamed and spread his wings and flew in the direction guided by Fang Ye.

It didn't take long for Fang Ye to hear the sound of fighting, swords colliding, roaring and screaming, and a strong smell of blood in his nose.

"It's not so easy to keep me!" a majestic roar came out, and a series of swords clashing sounded again not far away.

Fang Ye's heart tightened, patted the phantom's neck, and said urgently: "It's Chu Qingmad! Full speed ahead!"

That voice was Chu Qing's crazy voice, and the phantom spirit obviously heard it, and without waiting for Fang Ye to urge, a pitch-black magic light flashed on his body, and his entire body suddenly accelerated, and a cold wind whistled past his ears.

Soon, Fang Ye could clearly see the scene in the valley in front of him.

A big scuffle is being staged in the valley, on one side are the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, and on the other side are the people of the Cang Thunder Tribe, there are already dead bodies lying on the ground, most of them are people from the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

Chu Qingfang was besieged by five or six people, and his chest and back were full of bloody wounds, and some of the wounds were still surrounded by a trace of regular energy, hindering the repair of the wounds.

Chu Qingfang's long hair was stuck together with blood, and he waved the bronze war halberd in his hand with a hideous face, fighting with the surrounding crowd, like a trapped beast.

The people besieging him, led by Tuoba Huang, and the five strong generals of the Great Perfection Realm, even if Chu was fierce, they were almost to the point of running out of oil, and they were a little sluggish between the swings of the weapons in their hands.

Tuoba Huang had an extra blood-red dagger in his hand, exuding a bright light, which his brother Tuoba Tian had obtained from the magic well.

It was this weapon that stopped most of the attacks of Chu Qing's Bronze Battle Halberd, making the advantage of Chu's Light Weapon disappear.

Tuoba Tian held the white bone stick and suppressed Chu Yuntian, the only Martial King realm in the Wind Thunder Pavilion, one of Chu Yuntian's arms had changed shape, and it had obviously been interrupted by Tuoba Tian, and the situation was not optimistic.

There were only five or six of the other Wind Thunder Pavilion disciples left who were still struggling to support themselves, and they were killed one by one by the people of the Cangmang Mountain Range, or they would be wiped out in a short time!

"Brother Chu!" Fang Ye's eyes suddenly turned red, his face was instantly covered with a layer of madness, and without thinking, he lifted the Death Demon Knife, jumped down from the phantom, and slashed down towards Tuoba Huang in a tyrannical manner! (To be continued......)