Chapter 807

"Elder, this is asking the teacher to participate in the alchemy meeting."

Hearing the words of dead nine heavy, Zhang Junlan's heart is quite surprised, Liu Qingyang they are all so.

I thought that the invitation was sent directly to the immortal temple.

How much face will it take to get the petition of the great elder of shenghun academy?

"Lord of the temple, it's time for our Dragon God alliance to grow up. With the help of this alchemy conference, we will extend the alliance's power to the northern Xuanyu. If the Lord of the temple makes a big splash at the alchemy conference, there will be many forces willing to join our alliance at that time." Yi Tianqing quickly whispered.

"Lord, Yi Tianqing is right. This is a good opportunity." Ye Tianwei also quickly whispered.

"Alchemy conference?" Feng Wuchen was slightly surprised, but he didn't listen to Zhang Junlan.

"It's said that the master of the Dragon Temple is a seven grade alchemist. It can be said that countless talents can't reach the highest level. If the Lord of the Dragon Temple participates in the alchemy conference, he will be famous in the mainland at that time. All the talented alchemists from the whole continent will attend this conference." Dead nine heavy happy smile way, seem to praise, in fact is to throw bait.

Yang Xuantong, the third elder, added: "the elder has a point. He is sure to be able to outdo the others with his skill as the master of seven grade alchemists in the Dragon God hall."

"It's no problem to attend the alchemy conference, but I can't guarantee the time." Since he is the eldest elder of shenghun academy, Feng Wuchen is embarrassed to refuse. However, Feng Wuchen doesn't dare to promise whether he can participate or not.

Now the power of time has not been found, and we do not know how much time it will take to find it. However, the alchemy conference started in two months. Fengwuchen can't say that we can find the power of time in two months.

"This..." the wind dust-free answer, can't help but let the dead nine heavy they were stunned.

What else can I do without time? What's more, there are still two months left. What important things can't be completed as soon as possible?

"I'll try." The wind shrugged.

Feng Wuchen, as a seven grade alchemist, can die nine times. None of them can sense the existence of the slightest soul power in Feng Wuchen's body.

You know, in addition to the death of jiuzhong, the second elder Huan Ji is the seven grade forging master, the Third Elder Yang Xuantong is the seven grade refining master, and the fourth elder Nalan Ruxue is the eight grade engraver.

The status of the four people in the mainland is aloof and the realm is unpredictable.

It is such a terrible existence that they can't see that wind Wuchen has soul power.

Because of this, they are very curious. After all, in their early twenties, no one in mainland China can step into the realm of seven grade alchemists.

Feng Wuchen didn't know what they were thinking. They just wanted to make sure whether Feng Wuchen was the realm of seven grade alchemists.

"I have expelled a lot of cold poisons. Pay more attention to them in the future. Even if the cold poisons attack, they can be suppressed. If there is nothing else, we will leave first." Wind dust-free slowly stand up, light way.

It has been a long time. Fengwuchen wants to return to Xumi as soon as possible.

"Lord of the Dragon God Temple, are you really the realm of the seven grade alchemist?"

Sure enough, dead nine heavy still can't help but ask a way.

Hearing the words, the wind has no dust to urge out a wisp of soul power. The soul power of seven grade Alchemist's realm spreads in an instant. Although it's just a wisp of soul power, it's very domineering.

Just in the blink of an eye, the domineering soul power instantly fills the whole hall.

The domineering soul power shocked the five elders of the dead Jiuchong. They were all stiff on the spot and looked at the wind without dust.

But it is also fleeting!

In the twinkling of an eye disappeared, as if never appeared, there is a sense of hallucination.

"Good bye, elders." Wind dust-free light smile way, then walked out of the hall.

"I'm afraid they can't hear you, brother." Liu Qingyang said with a smile.

Wind Wu Chen shook his head: "go."

Feng Wuchen and his group left the hall. They were still in shock, as if they had been executed by Feng Wuchen.

"Hey, they're out!"

"What happened just now? It's a strange feeling. A strong soul power disappears in an instant. Is it an illusion? "

"It should be an illusion. It can't all disappear in an instant."

The students outside, the genius with soul power, are very confused, and their eyes sweep to fengwuchen one after another.

"Dragon God hall master, how about it? Has the Deacon's cold poison been removed? " See wind dust a group of people come out, Shangguan yunyun first asked, look very worried.

"Driving out most of it." The wind does not have the dust to speak calmly, the cloud light breeze, as if dispels the ancient cold poison is only a trivial matter general.

"Driving out most of it?" Shangguan yunyun's expression was shocked, and his eyes were magnified.

That's the cold poison caused by the ancient ice. Wind and dust can drive away most of it!Looking at the incredible Shangguan yunyun, Feng Wuchen said with a smile, "Shangguan tutor, we have something important to do, so let's leave first."

"Thank you very much. Thank you very much Tutor Yang's voice was intermittent, and the words "dispelled most of them" shocked their hearts.

The dean and the elder could not even help Ouyang Mingxuan get rid of most of the cold poison. Fengwuchen went in less than a quarter of an hour and got rid of most of it!

"Did the Lord of Dragon God really help the Deacon elder get rid of most of the cold poison?" Yang Yiyun looks incredible.

"The Deacon elder is the cultivation of transforming God's realm, and the great elder is the realm of eight grade alchemists. They can't get rid of cold poison. How can wind and dust do it? No matter how powerful he is, he doesn't change his spirit, does he Tutor Qin was dull and stiff.

"What does he have? So easy to get rid of the cold poison? " Another mentor was also shocked.

Is that possible?

Shangguan yunyun rushed into the hall to find out.

"Seven grade alchemist!"

"Absolutely not! He really is the realm of seven grades

"The power of soul is so powerful! It's close to the soul power of my eight grade realm

"The youngest talented alchemist in mainland China! There is an evil genius alchemist in the mainland

Shangguan yunyun several people rushed in, dead nine heavy they just wake up from the shock.

They have been practicing for many years, and they have reached their present level. Feng Wuchen is only 20 years old, and they already have the level of a seven grade alchemist. You can imagine what a terrible talent this is.

Seeing the shocked voice of the dead nine heavy five here, Shangguan yunyun and they were completely stunned.

"He... Who is he?" Shangguan yunyun was confused and shocked. She had never seen such a terrible genius as fengwuchen.

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