"Qin Ming, why don't you rest for a while, after all, your soul was injured just now..." Looking at Qin Ming's still pale face, Lan Zhi said in pain.

"It's okay, it's nothing more than refining a batch of ninth-grade pills!" Qin Ming waved his hands as if nothing had happened.

"The fire of the Alchemy God, refine it."

The purple flame appeared, emitting a purple light, and the red light of the magma retreated one after another.

For a moment, the fiery red magma lake was completely occupied by purple.

Qin Ming took out the spiritual plants he needed from the space ring, and threw them on the purple flame one by one.

Soon colorful liquid droplets were suspended in the air.

"Condensation!"

With a light drink, the liquids began to collide with each other, and finally formed a large red droplet.

rumbling...

There was thunder in the sky.

Cang Yu's spirit shook, this was the second time he watched Qin Ming's alchemy, and this time the distance was closer, so he could see more clearly and carefully.

"The alchemy god is the alchemy god. I can't match the speed of alchemy even if I practice it for another ten thousand years."

"And this easy-going demeanor, like the top chef's cooking, is full of confidence and has the momentum of inevitable success."

"How many furnaces of perfect pills have been refined to cultivate the tolerance?"

Xuan Ming summoned Zi Huo from Qin Ming, and kept staring at him, the more he looked, the more trembling in his heart.

Cang Yu had already told him about the strength of Qin Ming's alchemy, but it was far from seeing it with his own eyes, it was shocking!

Boom!

A golden thunder suddenly fell, and the whole room was dyed with a layer of gold, and the purple flame in the air was still so noble and extraordinary. The golden light was driven away by the purple, and the color of the purple flame did not change.

The red droplet was struck by the thunder, and suddenly trembled violently. Inside the droplet, lightning swam away.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

One after another, each thunder strikes the liquid drop, and the lightning inside it increases by one point. In the blink of an eye, five thunders pass by, and the red liquid drop can no longer see its original color. The dazzling thunder light inside covers up the original color of the liquid drop. s color.

"Give it to me..." Qin Ming shouted loudly, pressing down with both hands.

The liquid droplets in the air shrank suddenly, getting smaller and smaller, and with the contraction, the liquid droplets trembled more and more violently.

"Zizizi..."

Finally, the liquid droplets make a thin sound, which is the noise produced by the liquid droplets beating the air.

Suddenly, the liquid droplets compressed to the extreme suddenly swelled and exploded, making a deafening sound, louder than thunder, echoing in the room, and the echoes made Xuan Ming and Lan Zhi feel a little uncomfortable.

Xuan Ming had been traumatized just now, and before he recovered, he suddenly felt his head buzzing.

Lan Zhi's soul space is at the mysterious level, so he wouldn't feel uncomfortable logically, but his soul power has collapsed on his own. Although he took the Qiqiao Linglong Yuxin Pill to rejuvenate the shrunken soul space, it is not a matter of exhaustion. It can be recovered in two days.

"Lan Zhi..." Feeling that Lan Zhi's body seemed to be falling, Qin Ming hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "I didn't expect your soul to be so seriously injured. Fortunately, you didn't check your suzerain's soul space just now. If you lose your soul again It is even more difficult to recover from the injury.”

Qin Ming regretted practicing alchemy in this room. If he practiced outside, no matter how loud the noise was, it would not make Lan Zhi feel uncomfortable.

This is also what he did not expect, who knew that refining the Shenfeng Pill would make such a loud noise.