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2495 Wang Dan is only who can't

No one noticed that Muyan, who had been slowly throwing the elixir into the cauldron just now, was now moving faster and faster.

The flames in the cauldron are getting stronger and stronger.

There is even a trace of extremely fragrant smell mixed in the air where the flames are burning.

However, this fragrance was absorbed by the elixir in the furnace a moment after it was released.

Not even a single bit was leaked.

No one noticed that the originally dark elixirs that were fused together in the alchemy furnace began to emit a strange pale golden light.



On the other side, Leng Qingwan's alchemy has reached the end of its final elixir formation.

There were fine beads of sweat falling on her forehead, and her face looked pale because most of her immortal power had been consumed but could not be replenished.

But her eyes shone with excitement and excitement.

Overhead, the rumble of thunder seemed to fall at any moment.

As long as the elixir is formed, the thunder calamity falls, and a layer of heavenly golden light is coated on the surface of the elixir, it means that the [Wang elixir] is completed.

In fact, it is much easier to refine a [Wang Pill] in the Immortal Cultivation Continent, and there is no need to go through a thunderstorm.

But similarly, in the Cultivation Continent, the value of the Wang Dan that has been refined through thousands of hardships and baptisms of thunder and calamity cannot be compared to that of a random Wang Dan in the Cultivation Continent.

As soon as this elixir is released, these stupid mortals in Cultivation Continent will all fall at their feet.

As for Ye Liangchen, hey, that bitch whose cultivation was about to be abandoned and never recovered, how could he be compared with him?

In the Yunhuang Hall, everyone's eyes fell on the deserted Xuanyuan Cauldron.

Because the elixir is about to form, the runes on the Xuanyuan Cauldron are bright red and dazzling.

The scene, as if a great treasure was about to be born, firmly attracted everyone's attention.

Chu Mingkun, who had been trembling with fear just now, finally felt relieved and had a leisurely and contented smile on his face again.

Finally, the elixir that had been fused in the Xuanyuan Cauldron gradually condensed into a pill.

"Two! There are actually two Wang Dan in this furnace!"

"Oh my god, I haven't even experienced the baptism of lightning, but I can already feel the powerful energy emitted by this elixir. And this energy is not pure spiritual power, but it makes me feel more comfortable than spiritual power."

Leng Qingwan curled up the corners of her mouth, and sent a beam of fairy power towards the sky like a light cloud, and said calmly: "Come on, Lei Jie, help me become a pill."

One breath, two breaths, three breaths passed.

However, it was quiet around her, and there was no thunder falling anywhere.

Leng Qingwan was stunned for a moment and quickly looked up. However, at this glance, she was immediately dumbfounded.

Gone?!

The calamity cloud that was floating above her head just now disappeared.

Boom!

A loud sound of thunder falling to the ground came from not far away from her.

Leng Qingwan turned around suddenly and saw a scene that made him unbelievable.

Jie Yun, when did Jie Yun reach Ye Liangchen's head?

Moreover, the golden light hidden in the calamity cloud at this time was actually a bit brighter than just now.

And Leng Qingwan heard the rumble.

It was the sound made by the first lightning strike, which landed directly on the ninth-grade furnace cauldron.

Everyone in Yunhuang Palace was dumbfounded.

"Here, what's going on? Why is Jun Qingwan's thunder calamity gone, but Ye Liangchen's elixir is still experiencing thunder calamity? Isn't it Jun Qingwan who refined the Wang Dan?"
Chapter completed!
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