He was in a hurry to kill these guys, sat cross-legged, changed into clothes, and then began to think about what kind of pill he wanted to refine.

"There are nearly hundreds of disciples participating in the trial this time, and they are basically first-class. The alchemy technique in the Medicine Pavilion is not weak. Since they dare to participate, they should be able to create elixirs!"

Yi Qianmo thought to himself, "Although the elder Long You said there is no rule, since there are only three places and there are so many disciples competing for it, it must be based on the quality of the elixir in the end to determine the winner or lose."

Yi Qianmo did not underestimate them. These people might not be able to create powerful elixirs such as the Divine Sword Pill, but other elixirs can be created.

And with the care of Elder Liu Quan, he naturally could get a quota.

But Yi Qianmo didn't want to get this quota because of Liu Quan's relationship. This is unfair to those alchemists who work diligently and step by step.

"At least they have to die to understand."

Yi Qianmo thought to himself.

He thought about it and soon a pill appeared in his mind, which was the grass and pill he had refined under the tenth level of heaven.

This grass is a sacred medicine for healing, and it comes from the three thousand worlds. After Yi Qianmo's improvement, it has been reduced to level and can be refined in this world.

As for why we don’t take out elixirs such as Taizhen Pill and Wanshou Pill, the reason is very simple. This elixir is too shocking and even surpasses the world’s top alchemy techniques.

As it spread, his teacher's guise would probably not be able to hold on.

"The grass and elixir are enough, but since I have arrived at the tenth level, the medicinal materials here are obviously one level higher than the lower realm. In this way, I can improve them again and improve some levels."

After making preparations, Yi Qianmo planned to use this grass to return the pill to complete the trial mission. About half an hour later, Yi Qianmo finally improved the pill recipe.

This pill recipe has roughly adapted to the level of the tenth level, and the most important thing is to improve the medicinal materials, especially the monarch and monarchal medicines.

There are not many changes in the medicine, and they are basically replaceable.

Just after Yi Qianmo's improved pill recipe ended, the monks who searched around returned. This time there were a total of eight monks.

They were obviously not alchemists, and they were able to enter this place. It can be seen that there were internal ghosts among the monks guarding the Medicine Realm in the Medicine Pavilion.

"There is no trace, there are only two possibilities. One is that he escaped all the way and wiped out all the traces, the other is..."

The eight monks gathered together, looked at each other, and glanced around.

Their figure flashed and spread out again. This time they started a carpet-style search around the battlefield.

Previously, they thought that Yi Qianmo ran away because under that kind of injury, Yi Qianmo would never stay where he could wait for them.

After all, Yi Qianmo slowly stood up at his side.

When the monk came to the hill where he was, Yi Qianmo suddenly appeared and said, "Are you looking for me?"

The monk was stunned for a moment, frightened by Yi Qianmo, but for only a moment, he reacted and shouted loudly: "Here!"

"Sharp!"

While shouting this, he pulled out the sword on his waist and slashed at Yi Qianmo. The strength of this monk was around 80,000 dragons.

But when he slashed, evil evil was overflowing from the sword. When the sword was slashed out, cracks appeared in the void under the invasion of evil energy, as if they were torn apart.

"Boom!"

The moment the sword was slashed, thunder roared out, Yi Qianmo held the thunder chisel in his hand and went up to the slashed sword.

"Clang!"

A spark was filled with lightning, and the sword collided with the thunder chisel, making a violent sound of gold and iron attacks, and ripples rippled in the void.

However, the thunder eroded the sword in an instant, and the lightning suppressed the evil spirit and roared at the monk.

"Shit..."

Looking at the roaring thunder, the monk's eyes were straight, as if he didn't understand why Yi Qianmo's immortal power could actually suppress his evil aura!

According to the information he obtained, Yi Qianmo's combat power was only 60,000 dragons at most, but the combat power bursting out in front of him was close to 80,000 dragons!

"How is this possible? Your immortal power...what is going on!"

The monk asked in horror.

At this moment, Thunder had completely suppressed him. He held the sword in both hands, his body trembling slightly, and the power of Thunder was still eroding his body.

"What's going on?"

Yi Qianmo smiled and said, "Don't you know if you give it a try?"

At this moment, lightning light condensed in Yi Qianmo's left hand, and there was also the aura of flame in the lightning. This is the collection of the power of the thunder star and the power of the fire star!

"Dragon Fist!"

Yi Qianmo punched out and landed on the monk's lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the fist force penetrated the evil energy protection around the opponent's body and directly rushed into the inner palace.

The power condensed by thunder and flame erupted in the monk's body at the same time. His body was twisted and then torn apart by the force.

Flames and thunder rushed out, and his body burned inch by inch.

"No!!!"

A painful roar came out, and the monk in front of him turned into ashes directly in front of him.

Looking at the swords and storage rings falling from the ground, Yi Qianmo raised his hand and put them away, saying to himself: "Seventy-nine thousand five hundred dragons, my combat power is not a problem even if I have bare hands and fight 85,000 dragons!"

The combat power of the evil clan in front of him is not weak, but his current star power is transformed through the Kyuno God Tree, carrying the characteristics of the Kyuno God Tree.

This evil evil is simply vulnerable!

And the other party attacked with evil evil, so he was naturally restrained by him, but if it were purely power of immortality, Yi Qianmo would not have won so easily.

When he finished speaking, the other seven monks had already rushed over. They all heard the miserable sound just now, and then saw the smell of blood and fire in the air, their eyes full of fear.

"Are you the only one?"

Yi Qianmo asked.

"As a holy clan, why do you want to kill the same clan!"

One of the black-robed parasites said.

"Um?"

Yi Qianmo glanced at them and sneered, "You are not a personable thing, too, deserve to be the same tribe as me? I'm gonna be!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately angered the seven parasites, but in addition to being angry, they were more humiliating!

They have always looked down on people before, but now they are looked down on by Yi Qianmo. More importantly, the guy in front of them is restraining them.

"Kill him!"
Chapter completed!