"The Pill Alliance has already sent someone to play, so what about Huayu Sect? Who do you send to play?" The referee stood on the stage, looked at Qin Ming and asked.

"Me." Qin Ming smiled lightly, and walked up to the fighting stage lightly.

"What's the matter, isn't he the Emperor of Huayu, the suzerain of Huayu Sect? When did he become an alchemist?" Zhang Chongtian asked in surprise when he saw Qin Ming coming to the stage.

"I don't know, we don't have any news about him." A young man said with an ugly face.

Zhang Chongtian frowned. This kind of situation without any information made him very upset.

"How come the master of Huayu Sect came to power, don't they have alchemists?"

"I don't know? However, Hua Yuhuang's martial arts strength must be very strong, but I am not optimistic about his alchemy ability. He is so young, and he can practice martial arts to the peak of the Martial Emperor. He is already unparalleled in the world, and he can make alchemy? Anyway? I don't believe that."

"I don't believe it either. Alchemy is not a martial arts competition. This one requires accumulation and time."

"..."

The audience in the audience didn't know why Qin Ming came to the stage, and they all discussed in low voices.

"You?" After Qin Ming stepped onto the stage, the elder Alchemist raised his eyebrows and said, "Boy, I advise you to go home, wash and sleep. When I became famous, you were not born yet, right?"

"Then wait until I defeat you, don't you live like a dog all these years?" Qin Ming shrugged and said.

"Defeat me? The alchemy I made has more food than you, and you still beat me?" The old man seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world.

"Since both of you are on stage, let's start the match!" The referee probably felt that the competition was a waste of time, and simply announced.

"Okay, hurry up and end this farce, and go back to rest early." The white-clothed old man yawned, and with a wave of his hand, an alchemy furnace appeared in the sky.

"Boom!" It fell, stirring up dust in the sky.

"An artifact alchemy furnace, another artifact alchemy furnace, my God!"

"The Pill Alliance is too rich. There are two alchemy furnaces that no one else dares to think about. The Pill Alliance is the world's richest. It's really good."

"The Huayu Sect is losing anyway, so just admit defeat and waste time."

"..."

Seeing the appearance of the alchemy furnace, another artifact, the audience was very lively.

Hearing the sound of envy, the old man in white shirt smiled, opened the alchemy furnace, waved his hand, and Lingzhi threw it in.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, what I'm refining is God Gathering Pill, you admit defeat!"

Jushen Pill is a seventh-grade elixir, a elixir taken by Emperor Wu, and it is priceless.

Qin Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, hiccupped out of boredom, and began to doze off.

"Have you admitted defeat? That's fine!" The white-clothed old man smiled slightly, and began to concentrate on refining the alchemy.

The old man's alchemy strength is indeed very superb, and his smooth movements dazzled everyone.

Soon, the old man's elixir took shape, and the lid was lifted, and the fragrance wafted out.

"Don't look, three high-grade Concentrating God Pills, declare me the winner!"

In the auditorium, everyone was shocked when they heard the old man's words.

This is the seventh-grade elixir, the elixir that Emperor Wu took, it was so simple.

No wonder the pill alliance is strong, there are three Martial Venerables, with the help of high-grade Jushen Pills, the Martial Emperors are constantly flowing, and the chances of Martial Venerables appearing are also greatly increased, how could it be that they are not strong.

At this moment, all the forces looked at the Pill Alliance with envy, and they also wanted to have such an alchemist.