Dark Beast Summoner Chapter 1420: Meteor Soul Pill

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Chapter 1420 Falling Soul Pill

Boom!

Jieyun descended from the sky and came to the top of Yunheng's alchemy furnace.

Immediately after Lei Jie hit the alchemy furnace, he made a deafening sound. In this sound, Wushuang's sound of frying the furnace again seemed very small.

Pill Tribulation disappeared quickly, and a light medicinal scent came out of the alchemy furnace, which was separated by a barrier, almost inaudible, but people still smelled it.

"Success!"

"Yunheng has succeeded!"

"Yunheng is a genius! Son of the Chosen! Successfully refined once!"

People praised it with excitement, as if they were proud of you, because they were optimistic about Yunheng from the beginning, and Yunheng's success is what they hope for.

There was a crisp sound, the pill was completely condensed in the alchemy furnace, only waiting for someone to take out the poison pill.

Yun Hong Danzun finally showed a smile on his face, and looked at each other with Chairman Zhang on the side.

"Congratulations to Yunheng, for successfully refining the pill, then the president will personally go and get the pill."

Chairman Zhang said with a smile.

Several reviewers nodded.

Deyang Old Danzun, who has not spoken, snorted softly, showing disdain.

Yun Hong Danzun saw it, just as he didn’t see it and didn’t want to argue with him. He smiled on his face, his nephew succeeded, but Deyang old Danzun’s optimistic Wushuang is constantly in the fryer, who wins. Lost, it's clear at a glance.

Now it's stable, as long as the old man takes the fancy of it, Heng'er can soar into the sky! Bringing great glory to the Yun Family, even if the county guards, they must respectfully speak to the Yun Family.

Chairman Zhang stepped forward to relieve Yun Heng's crystallization, and patted Yun Heng's shoulder with appreciation, "You are young and promising! Young and promising!"

Yun Heng humbled a few words, but the pride in his eyes could not be concealed, his head held high, proud like a male peacock showing off on the screen.

Chairman Zhang personally took out the pill from Yunheng's alchemy furnace, but his brow wrinkled. Because the pill was a bit flawed, it was very obvious. It was not round and smooth at all, but rather frizzy. This shows that Yun Heng is here. During a certain process of refining, the heat was not well controlled.

Looking at the appearance of the pill, just a little bit, it may become a waste pill.

"The quality of Yunheng's pill does not look good!"

Deyang Old Danzun has sharp eyes and said loudly when he saw it.

Everyone has also seen that the pill is indeed flawed and the quality is very average.

"The Falling Soul Pill is a poison pill, which is difficult to refine. Yun Heng is a lower-grade demi-divine pill. He can reach this level and is above the expected value. At least he can refine the Falling Soul Pill, which shows that he is very talented. High."

Chairman Zhang said immediately, emphasizing Yunheng's advantages.

"I'm not sure if it is the Falling Soul Pill, Chairman Zhang is too optimistic about Yun Heng." Deyang Old Danzun said.

"The guild leader is optimistic about geniuses. As long as he is an excellent genius alchemist, this guild leader is optimistic." Chairman Zhang said, "As for whether Yunheng is a pill, it depends on how many The judges have come to decide."

"President, we have never seen the Falling Soul Pill, how do you judge this?"

Several judges said that although they knew the effects of the Falling Soul Pill, it was a bit difficult to judge. In fact, before the start of the game, they didn't know what the content of the game was. After learning that they wanted to refine the Falling Soul Pill , They are all a little emboldened, after all, the Fallen Soul Pill has been lost for more than 100,000 years.

"The old man has a complete soul pill here."

At this moment, the humble old man suddenly said, and took out a simple box from his arms. After opening it, a crystal clear black pill was exposed, exuding a herb-like fragrance of medicine.

Compared with the pill that Yunheng refines, the quality is simply a heaven and an underground.

"This is the Falling Soul Pill!"

Several judges all got together, their eyes were crazy, and the Fallen Soul Pill, which had been lost for hundreds of thousands of years, was right in front of him.

Old Danzun from Deyang also leaned forward to look at it, and wanted to study it.

Excellent alchemists are very enthusiastic about pills.

They watched for a while, and then began to compare Yunheng's medicine.

"The quality of Yunheng's Poison Pill is very poor, but in terms of appearance, color, and smell, it is the same as the real Falling Soul Pill. It should be the same amount of the same medicinal material. Refined."

A judge said.

The other judge also nodded: "Yes, Yunheng is very good and talented. He refined the Falling Soul Pill in one go."

"This kind of talent can be called a monster!"

"It seems that Yunheng has a very thorough understanding of medicinal materials, and he is also very savvy!"

The judges are all complimenting.

Yun Hong Danzun nodded and smiled, and glanced at the old man, but saw that the old man had no expression, his eyes were looking at the playing field.

What's so beautiful on the game field, the other few can't make such a difficult Fallen Soul Pill!

He glanced towards the court and suddenly his expression froze.

I don’t know when, Wushuang no longer has a fryer, her technique is particularly neat and quick, and she can only see a phantom in the air with her hands, but even because of the fast speed inside, she can’t be so fast! She has been refined to the middle and late stages, and all the medicinal materials have been added to the alchemy furnace.

She only fryed the furnace once when it was clear that the cloud was in full force. Is that the last time she fryed?

A bad premonition suddenly flashed in Yun Hong Danzun's heart. There are still several hours before the end of the game. Even if Wushuang fry the furnace again, there is still time to continue refining.

He faintly felt that she didn't seem to be frying anymore.

She tried all the ratios, she made thousands of attempts, and everything was laying the foundation for her.

No! She will not succeed!

It took more than 100,000 years for someone to repair the pill that was so difficult to refine. After she tried more than a thousand times, can she successfully refine it? It's impossible! She is not a talented evildoer!

Yun Hong Danzun expelled the bad thoughts from his mind, his face sank.

I knew it a long time ago. I should listen to Heng'er and kill her directly. There won't be so many things.

Killing heart, flashed past his mind.

"Wu Shuang, she doesn't fry the stove!"

"I'm so used to it, I didn't hear the familiar fryer sound, I always feel like something is missing."

"To be honest, the fryer is more than a thousand times, and the refining can be continued. I really admire her patience. If I were to let it go."

Some people praise Wushuangdao.

Some people also refuted:

"Oh, what about good endurance and poor strength, how do you compare with those geniuses?"

"She will fry the oven later, wait and see!"

In the midst of these babbled discussions, a pill of calamity came quietly, making everyone unexpected.

"Let me go! How to say, Dan Jie suddenly appeared! Who is going to become Dan? Yu An?"

"No! It's not Yu An! It's Wushuang! It's Wushuang who wants to become a pill!"

"Fuck!"