Yan Ye, the chief pharmacist of Moyun Temple, personally brought people here, and it seems that he is determined to get the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower. Legend has it that his strength is unfathomable, and even the leaders of the big forces in Zhongzhou who have inherited it for a long time do not dare to openly antagonize him

Not to mention Yan Ye's own realm ability, but his inscrutable alchemy skills are enough to scare everyone. This kind of person is like a hornet's nest. The trouble he will get into after one poke should not be underestimated. If it is true, If you offend this big shot, it is estimated that hundreds of people will come to hunt him down just to please him.

Ling Yi was also a pharmacist himself, and he knew very well how terrifying the pharmacist's appeal was. He made up his mind that Ji Hansheng would not dare to make trouble with Yan Ye. If there were no sudden changes, the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower would eventually fall back on Yan Ye. In Ye's hands, even if the Qianling Sect has the Holy Order of Qianling, they may not be able to protect the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower.

Now, Ling Yi has no escape route at all. Among the people standing in the air, only Zhao Kun, Yan Ye and Ji Hansheng can threaten him. Zhao Kun is easy to say, but Ji Hansheng and Yan Ye probably won't give in so easily. He left, unless he dived into the mysterious space under the magma again, found the God Clan woman, and sought self-protection. However, before he could find the God Clan woman, he probably ran into the group of masters who were diving to find the spiritual treasure. It was also a dead end. He was in a dilemma. At the moment of decision, Ling Yi decided to wait and see what happens.

"Ling Bao, Ling Bao, how can there be any spiritual treasure underground in this magma? Although the remains of the God Clan woman are comparable to sacred objects, how can you group of people touch them? I wish you all died down there!" Ling Yi hid. He cursed under the lava. This group of people forced him into a dilemma. He had already felt a fire in his heart.

As Ling Yi expected, Ji Hansheng, who was standing in mid-air, did not conflict with Yan Ye. The three of them formed a glyph and opposed each other, all just for the sake of the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower.

"Zhao Kun, hand over the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower. No matter how powerful your Qianling Sect is, you still don't want to go against Moyun Palace?" It's a naked threat, but Yan Ye has the capital to be conceited.

Zhao Kun's face was as dark as water, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, and he sneered: "At worst, we will fight to the death. If you want to get rid of me, the Qianling Sect, your Demon Cloud Palace will have to break your bones! The master of your Demon Cloud Palace will definitely not do it." Maybe he turned against my Qianling sect because of a thousand-year fire poison flower!"

"Huh!" He snorted coldly, but Yan Ye didn't say anything. Zhao Kun was absolutely right. The Demon Cloud Palace was powerful, but he didn't want to suffer heavy losses and pay such a price for a ten thousand-year fire poison flower. This time he personally I came here purely out of my own selfish wishes. If I really want to form a grudge against the Qianling Sect, the Palace Master will never allow it.

Seeing that Yan Ye snorted and didn't speak, Ji Hansheng was also moved in his heart. What Zhao Kun said was true. Yan Ye didn't have instructions from Mo Yun Palace this time, so there was no need to worry that Mo Yun Palace would blacklist him.

Thinking of this, Ji Hansheng's old eyes flashed with cold light. Although Yan Ye's own strength is unfathomable and he has never made a move in his life. How terrifying it is is only a legend, but he is confident that he can fight Yan Ye and at least he will not die.

He sneered and said: "Master Yan, this time the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower reappears in the world, how about the three of us take it fairly according to our abilities?"

Yan Ye's face was ashen, he clenched his fists, smiled, and said: "Senior Ji, I also have a Millennium Dragon Blood Ganoderma here, which can help you delay your life for fifty years. If you help me this time, this Millennium Dragon The Blood Ganoderma belongs to you, and the Demon Cloud Palace will also remember your kindness."

As soon as Yan Ye said these words, he immediately caused a commotion among the young disciples in the distance.

"Let Moyun Palace also remember the kindness, and you can walk away from now on!"

"Thousand-year-old dragon-blooded Ganoderma lucidum, a divine item like this is of extraordinary value! Not only can I possess such a divine item, but I can also owe Moyun Palace a debt of gratitude. What a blessing!"

"If Senior Ji delays his lifespan for another fifty years, it will be enough for him to find other elixirs to make up for today's regrets!"

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The temptation offered by Yan Ye was so great that even Ji Hansheng was tempted. Rather than offending the alchemy master, it seemed wiser to accept these conditions.

"Okay, I accept it. Thousand-year Dragon Blood Ganoderma lucidum, you need to prepare it for me in time, and I will help you get the Thousand-Year Fire Poison Flower today!" After some hesitation, Ji Hansheng agreed, looking at Zhao Kun, helpless.

The pressure was on full display, and Zhao Tianxiang beside him took dozens of steps back.

At the same time, Yan Ye also took a step forward, stepping on the void, his eyes shining brightly, and he directly reached out to Zhao Kun from a few feet away.

Zhao Kun was suddenly startled and retreated quickly. Yan Ye's big hand stretched out and smashed the void. Water-like ripples spread to all directions. Some young disciples stumbled and fell, and some even vomited blood and flew out.

"Yan Ye, more than ten years ago you and Yan Ling were known as the two heroes in the world, and they were famous for their supreme alchemy skills. But I didn't expect that because of a word of profit, you ignored your family ties and helped others to kill your brother, and became an ungrateful person.

, Today I came to seek for the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower. Do you really want to go against my Qianling Sect and the whole world?" Zhao Kun roared angrily, his voice was like a sonorous iron, and it was as loud as the ground.

For a moment, the atmosphere condensed. Everyone held their breath and looked at Yan Ye with a strange look. Even Ling Yi, who was hiding under the magma, felt his heart pounding at this time. He had never thought that

, his teacher actually died at the hands of his own brother!

Yan Ye and Yan Ling are both known as the two heroes among men. These rumors have spread throughout Zhongzhou more than ten years ago. They were so majestic at that time. Even now, the older generation still highly praises them when they mention it. However,

Time flies, and today's young disciples don't know much about Yan Ling and Yan Ye. They only know that Yan Ye is the chief pharmacist of Moyun Palace, and Yan Ling is a top pharmacist who once caused a sensation in Zhongzhou.

Now that they heard such explosive news, their breath suddenly stagnated. They all wanted to know whether the former top pharmacist really died at the hands of the chief pharmacist of Moyun Temple. What's more, these two were still brothers. Back then,

Why did this happen, and why did the two brothers turn against each other?

This is a mystery. Everyone hopes that Yan Ye can answer it, but Ling Yi is more angry, angry at Yan Ye. It turns out that Yan Ling became an undead entirely because of the resentment of the past, and he continued to live in this world.

He has lived in pain for more than ten years, and the person who caused this resentment was his brother, Yan Ye!

"We must avenge our teacher!" Ling Yi gritted his teeth and secretly made a determination.

Everyone was shocked, and Yan Ye's face became increasingly livid. Without saying a word, his body was like lightning, and he suddenly floated away. A five-color stone was firmly held in his palm, and it burst out with a dazzling light, turning into a ball.

A powerful sword, beheading Zhao Kun

Zhao Kun looked solemn, scolded softly, and a picture of mountains and rivers appeared behind him, with insects, fish, birds, animals, flowers, plants and trees all there, lifelike and lifelike, forming a world of its own.

"The Splendid Picture of Life and Death? I didn't expect that Zhao Kun would use such a unique trick as soon as he took action. This is a unique treasure passed down from the ancient era of gods and demons!"

"The Splendid Picture of Life and Death is indeed overbearing, but Yan Ye's is not inferior by half. His five-color stone condenses the essence of refining medicine in his life. He has invested countless miraculous elixirs, and its power is no worse than the treasures from the era of gods and demons.

How many!"

"The collision of these two treasures is rare in the world, and we are in for a treat today!"

"It's too small to feast your eyes on it, but don't lose your life in vain. This kind of confrontation between strong men, even the aftermath of the battle, is enough to easily kill a star soul master!"

As soon as the two treasures came out, the young disciples who were watching the battle immediately started to commotion. They all commented on each other, which was quite like giving advice to the country.

Ling Yi's heart was also trembling. He thought that his Luanyun Sword was rare in the world, but he didn't know that he was sitting in a well and looking at the sky. The treasures of these two people could crush the Luanyun Sword to death.

"Old man Yan, you are so mean! Using this broken sword to avenge you is just a dream," Ling Yi complained in his heart, "It seems that he is going to find a weapon that suits his needs!"

The huge sword suddenly slashed down, disturbing the void, shattering everything, and the space collapsed, directly forcing it towards Zhao Kun

Such power came over instantly, Zhao Kun's expression remained unchanged, and he stood upright in the void. The splendid picture of life and death behind him fluctuated, and there was a heart-stopping roar. Forty-nine mountains flew out, pressed down, and directly collided.

He mounted the sharp sword and smashed the forty-nine mountains to pieces, also shattering them at the same time.

The remaining power shook the surroundings, and a ruby-white halo spread. The prestige was awe-inspiring. The two masters almost destroyed the volcano with just one collision.

"This is the real battle between strong men!" Looking at the battle taking place in mid-air, Ling Yi's eyes were fiery, and he also felt deeply about his own shortcomings.

Smoke and dust were thick, Yan Ye waved his sleeves to disperse all the dust in the air, and looked at Zhao Kun again

"The Splendid Picture of Life and Death is indeed well-deserved. I didn't expect that my exquisite five-color stones can't be beaten. Senior Ji, it seems that I want to ask you to take action." Yan Ye said with a slight smile.

"Master Yan is too modest. In terms of strength, I am not as good as Master. He, Zhao Kun, only relied on the power of magic weapons to draw a tie with Master. The old man's attack is just the icing on the cake!" After saying that, Ji Hansheng flashed to Yan Ye.

Next to me, a pair of triangular eyes trembled with cold light, and murderous intent was hidden.

"Uncle Zhao, Sister Ling'er and I are entangled with Old Man Ji, you concentrate on dealing with Yan Ye!" Han Ling'er and Zhao Qingling stood up at the same time.

"Yes, let's go together!" Behind them, the disciples of the Qianling Sect also said in unison, uniting as one to defend against foreign enemies.

"Hmph, do you really think that the disciples of my Rakshasa Sect are dead?" Zhao Tianxiang snorted coldly, and all the young disciples of the Rakshasa Sect stood up and fought against the Qianling Sect.

The other sects were waiting and watching, and it was risky to choose sides easily. They decided to wait until one side clearly won before speculating on helping. However, the dozens of masters in Moyun Palace were wrapped in black cloth and filled with black energy.

Silent, standing aside like a dead man, not choosing to take action
Chapter completed!