"No matter how big the kid's family is, can he be better than the Immortal Emperor? No matter how strong that kid is, can he be better than the Immortal Emperor's messenger?" The owner of Wanzhen said gritting his teeth!

"The owner of the poster is a brilliant plan. This is to drive the tiger and swallow the wolf. No matter how powerful the hungry wolf is, it is not as powerful as the tiger. Moreover, I, Wanzhen Tower, hide behind the scenes, no matter how hard I fight, it will be unscathed. Because of this, I will be very good at making friends with the Immortal Emperor envoy, and I will make a profit from this!" Wan Baoliang's eyes lit up and he quickly flattered him in time.

"Hahaha, I'm going to find the Immortal Emperor Envoy!" The owner of Wanzhen swept his sleeves and swished out of his Wanzhen Tower, turning into a long rainbow, and flew to the center of the city.

Xuanyuan Peng took Wang Yuxian and left the Wanzhen Tower, speeded up, and quickly walked to a remote street. He suddenly stood still and said, "Yuxian, I want to be here, refining alchemy and weapons. You stand by my side and help me protect the Dharma!"

Wang Yuxian nodded fiercely. Xuanyuan Peng's cultivation strength made him more and more unable to see through. What he admired the most was this great immortal. In Wanzhen Tower, it was easy to obtain materials and herbs worth more than one million immortal pills without spending the wealth of a pill. This was simply a miracle, and he admired all over the world...

Xuanyuan Peng stood under a wall, looking at his nose and his nose, and his jing spirit entered the cave heaven of the Nether Sea. His sleeves shook, and he trembled. All the materials and herbs, like mountains and seas, were shaking out by him and floating in the sky above the Nether Sea.

"Minghai Water Cauldron, come out for me!" He imitated the refining technique of the golden toad, and with a suction force, he rolled up a black dark water, and instantly condensed into a water cauldron. A mouthful of innate divine flames spewed out. Soon, the water cauldron was boiled. He swept his sleeves and rolled them up, and according to the figures of the repair materials required by the Nine Emperors' soldiers, they were thrown into the water cauldron and vigorously refined them.

At the same time, he used his alchemy artifact and money tree to absorb countless herbs and had to refine two holy-level elixirs at the immortal path. Such holy-level elixirs can only be refined by a great immortal from the infinite sixth secret realm. But if he had an alchemy artifact and money tree, he could at present, at his immortal general realm, he would refine holy-level healing elixirs.

Because it is a money tree, it is refining itself. Of course, with Xuanyuan Peng's current strength, the holy-level healing immortal pill is already overwhelming. The emperor-level immortal pills or higher-grade elixirs cannot be refined!

"Huhhhh..." The money tree trembled violently. Its roots looked like a bottomless pit, swallowing piles of medicinal herbs like mountains. In an instant, it turned into boiling medicinal herbs liquid, and began to refine the process of holy-level healing pills...

After a moment, two elixirs as small as mung beans condensed on the two branches of the money tree. Their volume slowly increased, and strands of elixir fragrance came to their noses.

Xuanyuan Peng does not need to be the elixir of the money tree. He focused on refining and repairing the marks of the Nine Emperors' weapons. Each mark of repairing the marks is mixed with countless materials, boiled into liquid, turned into crystals, and then stored by him for use...

"Crazy, crazy..." Piles of materials like mountains and seas were constantly being punched into the water cauldron in his hands, and violently refined into liquids, constantly merging, concentrated, and tempering. The rolling impurities were steamed out, like thick fog, spreading over the sea area of ​​the Nether Sea.

Xuanyuan Peng was fully committed to refining weapons and alchemy. He stood quietly under a wall in a remote street and alley. Wang Yuxian was guarding him and strictly prevented someone from approaching him. However, refining weapons and alchemy was not a seclusion and insult. There was no such thing as being disturbed by others and being devilish. He was just worried that if he was disturbed, a good pot of pills or an immortal weapon would be abandoned in the middle.

So Wang Yuxian also became a god and paid attention to everyone who passed by occasionally. Fortunately, the streets and alleys are extremely remote, and not many people passed by. Even if someone passes by occasionally and doesn't know each other, no one will take the initiative to say hello to anyone.

Time passes slowly, and the time in the heavenly realm passes extremely slowly. One day is equivalent to a year in the human world. If it is just ascending, the biological clock in the body cannot be used to it. However, the human race in the heavenly realm, which is native to it, has long been used to it. Their strength and physical strength are far higher than that of the human race in the human world.

This is the different living environment, and the quality of life has long been different. Like the human race in the heavenly realm, as long as they are not too stupid, they can cultivate to the tenth secret realm of Tongtian, that is, the eternal giant. Even if they do not become immortals, they can still have a life span of up to ten thousand years, and the proportion of immortal soldiers is extremely high. Once they are promoted to the secret realm of Wuliang Immortal Soldiers, although they are the lowest-level immortals, they will have a life span of ten thousand years in the heavenly realm. You can imagine how long the life span is...

The year of heaven is equivalent to 360 years in the human world, so the lifespan of immortals is quite long, which makes the human race in the lower world envious and all make the most of the cultivation dream of becoming immortals and achieving enlightenment.

At this moment, the two holy-level healing pills refined by the money tree were completed! One was the "Dao Replenishing Immortal Pill", which was specially repaired Xuanyuan Peng's Dao Sword, and the other was the "Chun Immortal Pill", which was specially restored to the unconscious immortals. This was made for floating in the sea of ​​darkness, like a dead toad, fainting golden toad.

It will take some time for the refining weapon!

Xuanyuan Peng took off the two healing pills. He first carried the golden toad to his knees, melted the chun elixir into liquid, and fed him to take it. However, the fainting golden toad had difficulty swallowing. He also needed to massage his big belly and swallow it bit by bit before putting him into the sea water and waiting for him to digest the medicinal power quietly.

Then he picked up the Taoist elixir, swallowed it in his mouth, swallowed it to his stomach, and a fairy aura broke into powder with a slight shock. In an instant, the rolling medicinal energy, like a majestic source energy, whistling, and suddenly rushed into the bones of his spine...

"Buzz, buzz..." Xuanyuan Peng's immortal body, with a majestic medicine, and his shocking body could not help but tremble slightly. The rolling medicinal energy, like a dragon and a snake, drilled into his spine's big bones, everywhere, seamlessly. Soon, with his spine's big bones as the center, his entire immortal body was like a hot spring bath, soaking in the warm medicinal energy of the Taoist Pill!

"Peng!" A swelling hot air spurted out from the 108,000 pores of Xuanyuan Peng, turning into a curling white mist and drifting in the air!

"Crack, crack..." The cracked bones of the road were repaired by the strong medicinal energy. As healed, countless heart-shaking trembling sounds were made, as if countless bones were rubbing. Wang Yuxian couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp. He thought that Xuanyuan Peng had just fought, and he seemed to be free and elegant, but in fact the bones in his body were broken...

"光光光光光光光光光光光光光光..." The trembling sound of the dense bone seams getting denser and denser... Suddenly, the black blood like a rainstorm was forced out of Xuanyuan Peng's pores. One wave after another, sprayed more than ten times in a row, and the face of the blood changed from pitch black to a normal face of the red one!

"Om!" The rolling medicinal energy dissolved into the big bones of the spine and the law of immortality. Xuanyuan Peng's great path scars were completely healed. His face changed from pale as paper to red. Like a newly ripe red apple, the skin on his body was crystal clear, like the purest glass!

His changes. Even Wang Yuxian, who knew nothing about his injuries, felt his injuries healed and healthy and lively aura. He couldn't help but secretly rejoice at the improvement of Xuanyuan's injuries. Now Xuanyuan Peng can be said to be the backer of the Dayan Sect after the Great Purge. Once this backer falls, they are afraid that these little shrimps who have just turned into immortals will not be able to withstand the embezzlement of countless tigers and wolves in the Immortal Sect...

"Nine major marks of the Heavenly Marrow Stone dissolved into the Heavenly Marrow Stone!" Xuanyuan Peng's secret injury over the tribulation was completely healed, and his heart was relieved. At this moment, countless materials had been trained into nine crystalline marks. He decomposed the Heavenly Marrow Stone into nine pieces, dissolved them one by one with the nine major marks, and made the final refining...

This repair can only be used to target the Nine Emperors’ Soldiers. The repair materials required for his holy monument are even scarce. They are purely yin-genuine xing material. They are materials belonging to the heavenly realm. Given the supreme Demon Lord of the Underworld and his great reputation in the heavenly realm, he dare not openly buy the best material in the underworld material to avoid exposing his whereabouts. Besides, there may not be Wanzhen Tower, because the material in the underworld is basically not circulated in the trading system of the heavenly realm, and that is a prohibited item!

Therefore, Xuanyuan Peng could only repair the Nine Emperors' weapons first, and then replace the repair and recovery of the Holy Monument of the Picture! What made him a little depressed was that the Supreme Underworld Lord, the Hell Tower, left to him, had not been born yet, which made him puzzled. The so-called nine immortal treasures were all born one after another, leaving only the Hell Tower of the Underworld Sect, which belongs to him, and the supreme treasure that belongs to him has not been born yet, which made him puzzled.

With the sound of rippling and fusion of crisp sounds, the nine major marks each dissolved a piece of Tianshui Stone, bursting out a dazzling fairy light. Xuanyuan Peng waved his hand and countless broken objects flew out like a rainstorm. Each broken item of the imperial weapon seemed to have an invisible attraction, spontaneously forming pieces and breaking into countless pieces of the imperial weapon outline...

"Nine Emperors' weapons, start repairing them!" Xuanyuan Peng sniffed, and then shot nine repair marks into the broken Nine Emperors' weapons. Suddenly, it turned into nine repairing oceans, roaring, and swept the Nine Emperors' weapons into it, burning up the surging fairy flames, and starting to repair themselves crazy...

This is the function of the Heaven-Replenishing Marrow Stone. It has the power to replenish the sky, let alone repairing small magic weapons?

"Crack, crack, crack..." A crisp sound like fried beans broke out in Xuanyuan Peng's body, which attracted a passing immortal general and cultivator. His cold-electric look suddenly stared at Xuanyuan Peng, and a trace of hotness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly turned around and walked over.

"Friends, please stop. My great immortal has an order. No outsider can get close to you!" Wang Yuxian saw that he could not hide it anymore, so he had to bite the bullet and shout. With his spiritual sense, he felt that the other party's breath was as good as a sea. He could not sense the real limit at all. He was shocked, knowing that this person's strength was far beyond his.

"Hmph, a small immortal general in the early stage, dares to claim to be a great immortal?" The man had a horse face, wearing a luxurious black fairy robe, holding a whisk in his hand, smiled coldly, and threw the whisk out, and with a slap, he threw Wang Yuxian to the ground, causing his eyes to turn black and he couldn't get up...

"Haha, I am lucky today, and I will get one benefit!" The horse-faced Taoist Yin sneered with a sneer and grabbed Xuanyuan Peng's Tianling Groove with one claw. He judged that Xuanyuan Peng might have suffered heavy injuries, otherwise how could a boiling sound of bone friction burst out in his body?

A seriously injured immortal general monk, the treasure house that he carries is worth looting. This is a fairy general-level figure with a total of 20,000 years of heaven. I wonder how many treasures he has accumulated to carry with him.

"Buzz!" Xuanyuan Peng's eyes closed suddenly opened. His secret wounds of the tribulation had been healed, and the nine major weapon marks had been successfully refined. Now the weapon marks are self-repairing the Nine Emperors' weapons. Although the repair has not been completed, his body can be fully movable.

"Uh..." The devil claws that the horse-faced Taoist priest suddenly stopped in the air. He instinctively sensed that Xuanyuan Peng's eyes opened contained a terrible murderous aura. It was a terrible murderous aura that made his soul scatter. It shocked him, his heart trembled wildly, and he stopped grabbing without realizing it...

"Misunderstanding, my fairy friend, is purely a misunderstanding..." Taoist Ma Fang said in fear, and was about to retreat in a hurry!

"Wow!" A roar of Li Ren exploded through the air. Xuanyuan Peng stretched out his hand quickly, and with lightning speed, he broke the horse's face's neck and a bloody head lifted into his right hand, and the evil spirit broke out from his body!

"Great immortal, great immortal, please spare my life. The little one is wrong. The little one should die. I shouldn't have the idea of ​​the big immortal. Please fart and let me go. I will never dare to do it again. I just want you to spare my life..." The bloody head begged in miserable and fearfulness. The horse-faced Taoist priest wanted to reshape the immortal body, but found that the energy of death entangled his immortal body and could not activate any law of immortal Tao. He was reborn in his limbs, which scared him to the point of begging desperately...

"..." Wang Yuxian, who had been reluctantly enduring the pain and climbed up from the ground, was almost frightened by the scene in front of him and jumped from the ground. He was so arrogant that he had just pulled him to the ground. The head of the horse-faced Taoist priest who was unable to struggle was actually lifted into Xuanyuan Peng's big hand. A headless corpse, with a squirting rain-like blood spring from the broken neck, rolling on the street, like rain...

"It's late!" Xuanyuan Peng shouted coldly, his big hand shook, and a human head shook into powder. The broken-headed corpse broke into countless pieces, pounced on the ground with crackling...

"Let's go, I can't stay here anymore..." Xuanyuan Peng stepped forward and walked out of this quiet street. Because he had just killed the horse-faced Taoist priest just now, his screams before his death alarmed many monks, and they all poked their heads out from the windows to look around. It was a big problem. He no longer stayed here. (To be continued. Mobile phone users please read.)
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