After the disciples of the Purple Fu Pavilion crushed the battle pill, a palm-sized purple talisman rose up, and four purple gases surrounded the talisman up and down.
"Five-patterned purple talisman!"
A knowledgeable pill master next to him exclaimed: "One of the true inheritance techniques of the Purple Fu Pavilion, it is said that the purple talisman can gather nine purple qi and achieve a nine-patterned purple talisman, which can achieve a great magical power!"
Not to be outdone, after presenting their battle pills, forty-nine thunder fire chains exploded from the battle pills, and the raging thunder fire made a huge noise in the Qianyuan grotto-heaven, not hiding the powerful power contained in it!
"The forty-nine thunder fire chains are also the magic power of the artistic conception! The 'Thunder Light and Lightning Fire Net' magical power of Wind and Thunder Island can be woven with only eighty-one thunder and fire chains!"
Crystal Palace disciple Ning Shize sneered "hehe", and the two battle pills exploded repeatedly, and two crystal towers appeared above his head.
"Zhenhai Tower, a six-story Zhenhai Tower, 'Haiyan River Clear Divine Power' can be cast with only a nine-story Zhenhai Tower!"
Everyone looked at Zhou Chuang of the Northern Alliance, this disciple of the Red Leaf Ancestor had a humiliated expression, the battle pill in his hand melted sharply in the air, and at the same time, a cloud of gray gas was produced out of thin air, and expanded larger and larger, changing various shapes in the air, a desolate and desolate aura permeated the grotto-heaven, Lu Ping seemed to have a feeling that everything was withering and the end of the world was coming for a moment.
The pill masters of the Five Great Sects competed to sacrifice the refined battle pills, rampaging unscrupulously in the sky above the Qianyuan Grotto-Heaven, as if there was a feeling of standing out from the flock, after the rest of the Dan Masters' battle pills were unfolded, most of them were some ordinary spells and secret techniques, not to mention reaching the artistic conception, that is, there were not many who could reach the situation.
Lu Ping rubbed the two battle pills in his hand, looked at the three Yue Jiangrui, Senior Brother Ye and Senior Brother Qi who had not yet sacrificed the war pill, and sneered!
After hearing that the alchemy task at this stage was the War Pill, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and actually ignored Lu Ping on the side at the same time, in their opinion, even if Lu Ping, who was born as a casual cultivator, had the talent for alchemy, how could he still have strong spell strength at the same time? It was that compared with the monks of the same rank in the sect who specialized in cultivation, the difference in strength between them, which was quite valued by the sect, was not even a star and a half.
Senior Brother Qi's battle pill transformed into a fire fox, which was quite the same as the one he used to refine alchemy before, but behind this fox was swaying these three plush tails, one red, one white, and one blue, three beating flames made the three tails look like they were dancing with the wind.
Senior Brother Ye's battle pill was a dancing firebird, with six gorgeous feathers inserted into the tail of the firebird, and between the looks, there were quite a few majestic majestic people like the king of birds.
When the green luan bird on Lu Ping's shoulder saw this firebird, the lazy bird suddenly became energetic, its sharp eyes burst out with fiery light, and its wings exploded and it was about to rush forward to compete with this firebird.
Senior Brother Ye seemed to be aware of something, he looked up at Lu Ping, and then turned his head away disdainfully, but the green phoenix bird on Lu Ping's shoulder made him look at it twice.
The green luan bird shouted at Lu Ping dissatisfied, Lu Ping's expression remained unchanged, his lips moved slightly, he didn't know what he said, the green luan bird quieted down, but looking at her staring at the touch of the firebird in the air, she was obviously extremely unconvinced.
Yue Jiangrui's battle pill is not new, what is sealed inside is only an ordinary fire sea spell, fortunately, his alchemy technique is really powerful, both materials are refined into battle pills, so although one of his battle pills does not seem to be powerful enough, but when two are used together, the power is much greater than that of those monks who have only refined one battle pill.
Senior Brother Ye and Senior Brother Qi both looked at the five magic auras that were a little higher than the two of them with envious faces, not only were their alchemy skills inferior to the five best pill masters of the Five Great Sects, but their spell cultivation was also lower than the line.
A genius is a genius!
Not everyone is like them, whether it is alchemy or cultivation strength, they can go hand in hand.
Fortunately, compared with others, the two of them can be regarded as the most advanced group besides these five people, that is, Yue Jiangrui, who had been overwhelming the two of them in alchemy before, look at the spell aura above his head that is at most a fire pond, so this little power is also worthy of being called the fire sea technique?
Just as the two of them had just regained a little confidence from someone who was inferior to them, they heard a slight crackling sound, but amidst the roar of many spells, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of every pill master in the grotto-heaven.
When the two turned their eyes, they saw the long-necked young man who came with Yan Wujiao stretched out his clenched left hand and made an opening motion.
A small seedling was like a shy girl playing hide and seek with outsiders, twisting and slowly sticking out of the broken battle pill, and then it grew faster and faster, growing and growing stronger, knowing that a towering sycamore tree directly pierced a hole in the magic of the disciples of the five major sects shrouded in the highest point of the grotto-heaven, and then firmly occupied a place at the highest point of the grotto-heaven.
"Oh, it turns out to be the Mu Luan clan, no wonder you accepted it as a disciple, I thought that this kind of pure-blooded Mu Luan no longer existed overseas, only those giant families in the Central Plains may still have one or two raised."
Red Leaf Ancestor looked at the long-necked boy above the grotto-heaven, nodded rarely, and said to Yan Wujiao next to him with a smile on his face.
Yan Wujiao's eyes showed some satisfaction, but he still said modestly: "Zhou Chuang of the Guimeng and Ning Shize of the Crystal Palace are also very good, both of them practice the true inheritance techniques of the two schools, and they have actually reached the point of 'artistic conception and complexity'.
Just like many monks in the Second Cave Heaven, when they looked at this towering sycamore giant tree in a daze, the sound of "gru-dong, gurg-dong" suddenly recalled from the surroundings of the grotto-heaven, and the heartbeat of every pill master present resonated for a while.
Just when the pill masters had not yet recovered from the inexplicable shock, a small golden yellow battle pill had already appeared in the sky above the grotto-heaven, and the heartbeat sound of "Gu Dong Gu Dong" was emanating from this pill, and an inexplicable emotion began to radiate to the surroundings, and in an instant, in the perception of all the pill masters present, it was as if this golden pill had life all of a sudden, like an egg, and a peerless beast that was about to be born was born in it.
"Psychic War Pill?!"