Alchemy Dao Grandmaster

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After that, Li Yuanba said goodbye directly to Qin Yichen. Without saying anything, the silhouette turned into a stream of light, and he went unhurriedly in the direction of the ancient Feitian and the others.

Even if you know the purpose of Gu Feitian and the others, it must be out of the ordinary, but Qin Yichen is not interested.

Qin Yichen took a deep breath, suppressing some sadness and some excitement.

Although with the help of Fu Saint Great Saint, he has helped him to become the Supreme Overlord, but his Spirit Power cultivation method has not changed.

Although the spirit Divine Art has a speed that is far beyond the ordinary Spirit Power cultivation method, its degree of tempering cannot be compared with the non-Extinguishing Soul Arts that almost subverts the concept of Qin Yichen!

And the Demon Palm, although he has roughly grasped the power of the 9th layer, but in the case of using Martial Spirit, he has not tried it.

So, now for Qin Yichen, the most important thing is to master the three divine techniques!

The dynasty grand event is just a springboard to jump out of the dynasty area. With his strength, perhaps in the dynasty area, it can already be regarded as Peak.

However, as long as it is out of the realm of dynasty, compared with the talents of innate talent and possessing far more geniuses than in the realm of dynasty, this strength is definitely not in the category of Peak!

The dynasty grand event lasts for a long time. In the following time, Qin Yichen is not only practicing Supreme Supreme, but also under the control of his evil Spirit Power, the Spirit Power body is also starting to practice Extinguishing Soul Arts!

With the passage of time, the dynasty grand banquet is also in full swing.

In such a cruel environment, the dynasty grand event also showed its terrifying scene, with a mortality rate of 50%. This number represents the horrific death of hundreds of talented young people who have died in baleful qi and ominous beast. And a little less than half died in the hands of menacing hearts.

During this time, many people were able to break through the Life and Death Battle, and the cultivation base went even further!

billowing waves washing the sand, this piece of Antiquity Battlefield is like a cruel screening machine, surviving the fittest without any trace of pity!

And every day, every night, there is a fall of genius. One month has passed slowly.

On a certain day, while Qin Yichen was absorbing sun spirits on a towering tree, from ancient Battlefield Abyss far away, an ancient bell groaned and spread widely.

Zhong Yin’s voice spread and opened, ringing throughout the inner wall of the Antiquity Battlefield, the long Zhong Yin, enduring!

When hearing this bell groaning, the silhouettes in Antiquity Battlefield, either in the mountains or forests, or hidden in some hidden places, were all slowly, and a touch of surprise emerged from their faces.

Is this terrible Antiquity Battlefield trip finally over?

“The dynasty Holy Mountain opens, and all remaining players immediately rush to the dynasty Holy Mountain!”

With the sound of Zhong Yin sounding, a majestic sound, a mighty sound resounded between Between Heaven and Earth, and then spread far away, as if spreading throughout the entire Antiquity Battlefield.

When I heard this voice, among the inner walls of the Antiquity Battlefield, there were more than 100 people, all eyes were extremely hot looking towards the depths of the inner walls, where the dynasty Holy Mountain was located.

They abandon their Imperial Court, enjoy the respectful eyes of countless people, enter here at the risk of mortal danger, and wait, that’s the day!

“Would you like to end?”

Qin Yichen also lifts the head. Looking inwardly, he has a kind of complexity in his heart.

A month ago, he left the Heavenly Dragon dynasty and came to this genius gathering dynasty event. At that time, he was just a mere Martial King Peak. The strength here is not the bottom, and it is definitely not high-level.

However, by chance, here is the inheritance of Fu Mo Great Saint. Although Qin Yichen has not yet fought a full battle since then, he is confident that even in the face of Gu Feitian and Yaoyue, he may not have the power of a war!

The majestic voice that filled the space between Heaven and Earth slowly dissipated. There was a path of silhouette all around the Antiquity Battlefield, rushing quickly towards its depth.

“The Dynasty Holy Mountain, here I come!”

Qin Yichen was also slightly smiled, immediately got up and flew past the place where the dynasty Holy Mountain was.

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The dynasty Holy Mountain is located at the deepest part of the inner wall of the Antiquity Battlefield. Holy Mountain is extremely steep, with its walls sticking into the sky, extremely steep.

Perhaps it is because from this towering mountain peak, there is a kind of faint coercion, and there are no traces of ominous beast in this several dozen li.

At this time, around this mountain peak, from time to time, there is a sound of breaking wind, thinking of a path of silhouette, with excitement, flying up.

After half a day, Qin Yichen also reached the peak.

As soon as the silhouette fell, Qin Yichen’s gaze was glanced from the top of the mountain.

I can only see that the top of the mountain is a flat bluestone square. At this time, there are already dozens of silhouettes standing on it.

Most of these silhouettes seem a little embarrassed, but they all have a proud smile on their faces.

To be able to come to this step in the dynasty grand event, the hardships are only known to those who have experienced it.

As he glanced at the end of Qingshi Square, Qin Yichen’s eyes narrowed for a moment, and his eyes stopped there.

It was only at the end of his sight that there were 3 elegant pavilions floating in mid-air. Beyond these three Ya Ting, there is a kind of vague fluctuations, which makes people’s sights a little blurred, and they cannot see the scene clearly.

It can only be barely seen that, among the Atrium, a path of silhouette stands casually in it, and the occasionally opened eyes, faintly looked towards the top of the mountain, have a terrifying coercion, fatly discernable The shroud of the people is intimidating.

“Holy Land, the messenger …”

Looking at those somewhat obscure silhouettes, on the top of the mountain, many geniuses from various dynasties all couldn’t help lowering their proud heads in humility to show respect.

They are very clear that these huge monsters are the Ruler of this continent, and the dynasty where they belong can only survive under these detached forces.

These transcendental forces, whether they are the details or the level of strength, are enough to let them bend their proud body!

On the top of the Holy Mountain, there is a silence, and under the silhouettes of the three pavilions sitting in the air, these geniuses are half proud.

With the gradual passage of time, there are more and more silhouettes on the bluestone platform on the top of the mountain, but after more than 100 silhouettes, no one has come up!

Some people may be trapped inside, and some people … it is estimated that the bones are not there!