Chapter 1166

What's more, don't ask the sky, but also raise a premonition in your heart.

This God bead old man not only won't hurt him, but also help his noble man!

"Master Shenzhu, thank you!"

"I'll find out your identity sooner or later!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and a ray of light rose in the eyes of Mo Wentian.

"Twenty five Yanshen cauldrons, fifty-six short of eighty-one!"

The next moment, it seems to think of something, don't ask the sky's eyes, fell in the void.

Immediately, don't ask heaven to take a deep breath, without the slightest hesitation, and quickly hit countless Indian formulas on the burning God tripod.

As Mo Wentian's printing formulas are played out one by one, in the void, but a few breaths, one or more inflammatory tripods will be added.

There is nothing in the cauldron that appears behind the cauldron except the original cauldron of the Yanshen cauldron.

"Alchemy, can it still be like this?"

"No, there is no spiritual herb in these Yan Shen cauldrons?"

"Haven't you put some holy herbs? Can you put some holy herbs again to refine other pills?"

"If this is true, wouldn't it be possible to get twice the result with half the effort if dozens of Yan Shen Ding refining pills together?"

……

Suddenly, Xiao Jingcheng and others seemed to have found something and immediately discussed it.

"These tripods haven't been filled with spiritual herbs?"

"Go!"

Listening to this discussion, Mo Wentian instantly remembered, without the slightest hesitation, his mind moved, and countless spiritual herbs fell towards each Yan Shen Ding.

"Yan Shen Ding, close the Ding!"

Looking at those miraculous herbs entering the burning God tripod, Mo Wentian's eyes shrunk slightly, drank coldly, and directly closed the opened burning God tripod.

An hour passed again.

In the void, a full eighty-one Yan Shen Ding has stood.

It was a cauldron of burning gods, and Mo Wentian put holy herbs into it.

"The mystery of shadow!"

The cold voice sounded, and the figure of Mo Wentian flashed.

In the void, nine Mo Wentian appeared instantly, but in a few breaths, nine Mo Wentian figures flashed, and in the void, 81 Mo Wentian stood proudly.

Eighty one mo Wentian did not hesitate at all. His figure flashed and went directly to the side of eighty-one Yan Shen Ding.

In front of an inflammatory tripod, there was a figure of Mo Wentian, and the palm of Mo Wentian turned into countless illusions in the void.

Countless Yin Jue, into the 81 Yan Shen Ding.

The flame in the burning God tripod rose at the same time.

Is it still human to refine 81 heats of pills at the same time?

It's not too much to call it a demon, is it?

"Five level pill!"

"Quenching!"

"Ning Dan!"

"Bang Bang..."

Cold drinks rang out, and the rich fragrance of Dan medicine became more and more intense.

However, for an hour, the whole kingdom of heaven devoured, as if the magma from the volcano had collapsed, and countless blue flames rose into the sky.

In the hall of devouring the kingdom of God, countless fourth level pills were seen flying in the void.

The scene is as spectacular as it should be!

"That is the elixir of the fourth level peak, the God bless elixir!"

"That's the fifth level elixir Saint yuan Dan!"

"Lord Chixiao said that the emperor was refining pills in the hall. Are these four level and five level pills all refined by the emperor?"

……

Throughout the kingdom of devouring gods, countless warriors looked at the hall of the kingdom of devouring gods.

I saw countless pills flying over the hall.

"Xiao Jingcheng, fan Zeng, Binglong, Lu Jun, don't help collect the pills quickly!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes fell on them all around.

"Yes, Lord!"

"Yes, Lord!"

……

Hearing the words, figures came back in an instant.

Without the slightest hesitation, they quickly agreed. They looked at Mo Wentian, and their faces were full of respect.

Immediately, the crowd looked at the level 4 and level 5 pills floating over the hall, took a deep breath, and then stepped out.

"Collect the pills!"

"This is the elixir of the fourth level peak!"

"This is the third mark at the beginning of level five!"

"This is the fourth mark at the beginning of level five!"

……

As the figures moved rapidly in the void, the pills were also included in the space ring by them.

But every time they saw pills that exceeded their expectations, they couldn't help crying out.

They have never seen so many pills, and their grades are not low!

At this moment, they looked at Mo Wentian, and their eyes were full of awe.

Their new China, for Mo Wentian's admiration, can not help but add some points.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Figures finally stopped.

In the void, the countless floating pills were also included in the space ring by them.

"Emperor, I have collected a five level three mark pill and a hundred and ten four level peak pills!"

"Emperor, I have collected one pill of level five and four marks, and 120 pills of level Four peak!"

"Emperor, I have collected one pill of five levels and five marks, and two hundred pills of the fourth level peak!"

"Emperor, I have collected 220 pills of the fourth level peak!"

……

The four people looked at Mo Wentian and said respectfully on their faces.

Immediately, the four handed Mo Wentian the space ring of the mobile phone pill in their hands.

"Yes!"

"There are 670 pills at the fourth level peak, which is still too few!"

Mo asked Heaven and nodded.

But the next moment, it seems to think of something, don't ask the sky, instantly dignified, and the eyebrows are frowned into a ball.

"There is still a furnace of Saint yuan Dan at level five!"

"This furnace must produce eight trace Saint yuan Dan!"

The sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.

"Emperor, is this furnace refining Saint yuan Dan?"

At this time, Xiao Jingcheng looked at the only Yan Shen Ding in the void, which was still refining pills, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, this is refining Saint yuan Dan!"

"To protect the Dharma for the emperor, the Emperor didn't say that he would refine ten marks, at least eight marks!"

For Xiao Jingcheng and others, don't ask the sky, but don't hide it in the slightest.

After saying that, Mo Wentian sat down cross legged again, and played a series of printing formulas in his hands.

In the void, except for the Yan Shen Ding, which was refining pills, all the other 80 Yan Shen Ding disappeared.

Immediately, Mo Wentian focused all his attention on the Yan Shen Ding, which was refining pills.

"Sheng Yuan Dan, Cheng!"

"Ning Dan!"

Cold shouts rang through the void in an instant.