what happened!

Those sober pharmacists were shocked, didn't Long Qingfeng help himself and others to defuse the sky thunder?

How could such a method be used?

They were surprised in their hearts, but they also vaguely knew that Long Qingfeng probably didn't deliberately target them, or else he had added some tricks to the voice just now, and just this angry shout would be enough to get rid of himself and others.

Mei Baoze glanced at the crooked alchemist on the ground behind him, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his lips, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

In that scene just now, he had already fully understood that the hundred alchemists he had brought with him might be nothing in Long Qingfeng's eyes!

Right now, Mei Baoze only hopes that things won't be too bad, after all, this is the boundary of Canglong Pavilion, Long Qingfeng... shouldn't mess around, right?

"Brother Mei, the master of the Dragon Gate is..." A pharmacist at the early stage of Xuanling beside him was also pale. His cultivation base was higher than those behind him, and the trauma he suffered was relatively small.

Hearing this, Mei Baoze's eyes darkened a little, glanced at the figure slowly falling in the sky, and replied in a deep voice: "The Dragon Gate Master has his own reasons for doing this, we don't need to worry too much about it."

"This... is..." The pharmacist with a profound cultivation base sighed in his heart, he also noticed that Long Qingfeng had fallen from the sky, knowing that this topic is inconvenient to ask further.

Mei Baoze watched Long Qingfeng fall to the front, hurried forward a few steps, pretending to be worried and asked: "Master, those two masters of the Canglong Pavilion are waiting for us here, why didn't we see anyone?"

"Don't worry, the person who should come will be here soon." Long Qingfeng replied casually, glanced at the alchemists who fainted behind her, her brows were slightly frowned, and a flash of inspiration flashed at her fingertips. In front of Bao Ze.

"Give these to them."

"yes."

Mei Baoze looked at the things in front of him, hesitated for a moment, grabbed the jade bottle in his hand, and walked towards those alchemists.

The pill in the bottle is a kind of black pill with some red lines all over it. It is somewhat similar to the one swallowed on the barren mountain slope before, but it is not as big as the previous one.

The old pharmacist who had just questioned Mei Baoze looked at the pill in his palm, and subconsciously raised his step and glanced at Long Qingfeng.

When he saw Long Qingfeng glance at him coldly, he was startled, slowly raised his trembling palm, opened his mouth and swallowed the elixir.

Up to now, many things are beyond their control.

After receiving the elixir, those alchemists in the back swallowed the elixir one after another, but the mood of the elixir they swallowed was mixed.

As soon as the pill was ingested, it turned into a ball of warmth and penetrated into the abdomen, and then a refreshing feeling swept over the limbs, and the meridians that were just injured by the ring of spiritual power were repairing at an astonishing speed.

That feeling was no worse than swallowing a sixth-grade healing elixir!

Those alchemists who passed out woke up slowly after being stuffed with pills in their mouths, and looked around with a little more doubt.

The memory picture in their minds still stays at the place where the spiritual power ripple broke through their own barrier before.

Boom!

These people had just finished taking the elixir, when suddenly there was another coercion from the front, which shocked everyone, and at the same time raised their heads to look at the figure in front.

The source of the coercion was Long Qingfeng, but this time the coercion was not attacking the crowd. After the coercion soared into the sky, it directly rushed towards the top of the crowd, forming a barrier to protect them inside.