Chapter 275: The Seven Colors of Hell

The thunderclouds rolled, changing the sky in an instant, and the strong visual impact was daunting, and the faces of some monks with lower cultivation changed drastically, lest the thunder roll and hit themselves.

The thunder in the thunderclouds was like a poisonous snake and a fierce beast, roaring wantonly, and the movement was so loud that some young Dan masters who were still immersed in the alchemy process frowned, obviously disturbed.

Qi Haoyuan stopped the preparations he was doing and stared at Mu Yi intently, he tried to peek at a trace of coping from Mu Yi's reaction.

There is no doubt that what Mu Yi has refined this time is definitely a real seven-grade elixir, compared to the previous quasi-seven-grade elixir, it is definitely not a grade, and this thunder tribulation alone speaks for itself.

The corners of Mu Yi's mouth curled slightly, revealing a hint of joy, but his eyes were sharp and determined, not flustered at all, and calmly urged the thunder trick. Such a calm and unhurried move shows that Mu Yi has the chance to win the Thunder Tribulation of the Seven-Rank Spirit Pill.

I saw the corners of his mouth move slightly, and a complicated handprint quickly formed on his hand, and with a soft snort, the pill that was rotating in the Dan furnace flew out and hung in the air, and at the same time, the heavenly thunder in the thundercloud seemed to have been summoned, and it rolled violently several times, accumulating a terrifying amount of power and rushing to the pill.

For a while, the dazzling thunder light had an extremely strong impact on vision, and even Qi Haoyuan's cultivation in the current Yuan Infant Stage could not see clearly what kind of chemical reaction occurred when the heavenly thunder and the pill were entangled.

He couldn't see the situation inside, and his eyes turned to Mu Yi again, at this time, Mu Yi's eyes were slightly closed, and he was still chanting a spell in his mouth, and his handprints followed the changes. Everything was under control, Qi Haoyuan only got this answer from Mu Yi's face.

He knew that Mu Yi's seven-grade spirit pill had been cultivated, and basically there would be no changes. Of course, he wanted an accident, but such thoughts were nothing more than self-deception.

Finally, the seven-rank elixir appeared, which was exciting to the onlookers, but it was endless pressure on the players who were still refining the pill on the field, and they knew that no matter what, the Dan King had nothing to do with them.

Because the movement of the thunder tribulation is too large, it is inevitable that people will not be able to concentrate, and when the thunder tribulation dissipates and Mu Yi puts away the elixir that flashes with a white halo, two people have the phenomenon of exploding pills at the same time.

When all the praises and cheers were given to Mu Yi, Qi Haoyuan lowered his head gloomily. At this moment, his heart changed several times, he thought about giving up, but seeing Xiao Mingwu's expectant and concerned eyes, he gritted his teeth and tried to get rid of this thought.

There wasn't so much time left for him to think about too much. It's all come to this point, is there still less ridicule and sarcasm, and do you still need to care?

After a self-deprecating smile, confidence regained on his face.

So when no one made a move on the spot, Qi Haoyuan seemed to have walked into another world alone, and he no longer cared about the voices outside, although most of those voices were sarcastic, ridiculing this guy for not being able to do anything and so on.

He was the only one who continued to refine the pill, so there was no doubt that he attracted everyone's attention. Most people are fighting, and a few people appreciate this never-give-up spirit, and even a few people want to see a comeback.

Time passed slowly, and before you knew it, the sky was no longer so bright, which meant that there was not much time left for the day. People seem to have forgotten the existence of time, and shock and surprise begin to appear in the eyes of some people.

"Is this guy kidding us?"

"He's obviously always failing, why did he ...... this time?"

"If you don't give up at this time, can the quality of the pill he refined surpass that of the Xuanyin body?"

"His eyes were so serious that I started to like him a little bit. This sentence was said by a female monk, and her appearance was good, but it was still much worse than Yao Jing.

"Hmph, it's just a clown who jumps off the beam, and if you don't do anything about yourself, you will only end up laughing and generous. "The disciples of the Wusheng Sect don't like to hear such voices, and some people start to be sarcastic.

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as mute, until the last moment, no one knows the result, wait and see. "There are people from other sects who fight back with language.

"That is, some people just can't see others good, I am very optimistic about him, this is a feeling, don't ask me what I am for. ”

......

The scene was full of discussions, and the expressions were wonderful.

But Qi Haoyuan couldn't see or hear these. Even, he didn't know what he was doing, if he looked back at his performance at this time, he would definitely be shocked, sighing when he could have such a handsome scene.

It's a potential realm, as if something that was already proficient a long, long time ago is now unconsciously displayed.

"Hum—"

Suddenly, the arena was in flames.

"It's Hellfire!"

Someone reacted quickly and immediately shouted.

"The seven-colored Hell of Fire, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, has such a beautiful flame!"

"Oh my God, this guy is so surprising, he has such a hand, why didn't he do it earlier?"

"You know, it's the best to come. When some people thought they were going to win, he stood up and gave a crisp slap to let him know who was the protagonist!"

At this moment, no one was sarcastic or ridiculed, everyone spoke desperately for Qi Haoyuan, as if they were all followers. Of course, there are also people who are discouraged and eager to go up and destroy the imminent result.

The Nine-Colored Tribulation Pill is like a phoenix bathing in fire in the seven-colored Hellfire, receiving baptism and rebirth, and the round surface slowly shows colorful textures, counting them carefully, and the whole is the seven colors in the Hellfire. The seven-grade and nine-color Crossing Pill does not need to be inspected at all, and the color has already explained everything.

The old guys in the referee's seat couldn't sit still any longer, and the surprise on their faces was more obvious than that of the unsavvy spectators, because they knew what such a result meant, rather than watching the excitement, and couldn't even say the name of the pill.

I also said earlier that the old guy who lived up to his reputation in the Xuanyin body immediately seemed to have forgotten what he had said before, and changed his words to praise Lang after the Yangtze River, and we old guys can finally retire with peace of mind.

Only Tu Tiantong was like eating a dead mouse, and his complicated eyes were full of indescribable taste. This result shocked him, he never thought that in the world, there were still people who could surpass his carefully cultivated Xuanyin body in terms of Danshu talent, and what was even more hateful was that he was not optimistic about this stinky boy at all, to put it mildly, that is, a stinky dick, it was okay to make jokes, but it was difficult to get into the hall of elegance.

But now, he feels that his face is hot, this kid's slap is not only Mu Yi, but also him!