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In the alchemy room, isn’t I in the alchemy furnace now? Looking back on the scene before the coma, Zhaoming couldn’t help but panic. Before the coma, he didn’t understand why the witch clan wanted to attack him. After all, if he wanted to kill him, he would have been able to take action long ago.

But at this moment, he found himself in the alchemy furnace. When he recalled the abnormality of his body when he asked about the ghost spark, he naturally guessed one or two. The damn witch clan was probably planning to use himself as a material to refine alchemy.

Damn, Zhaoming felt panic. Although he had no freedom this year, he had not lived a relatively bad life, so that something in his heart was no longer as firm as when he just escaped from Wudao.

Especially after this year, his strength has increased and he was about to enter the Nascent Soul realm, which made him feel as if he had seen some dawn. Now that the dawn has not turned into a rising sun, he has reached the front line of life and death again, so he is naturally uncomfortable.

I struggled to stand up, but my whole body was soft and I couldn't do it at all. After struggling for a long time, I just moved some places a little.

A moment later, the lid of the alchemy furnace was suddenly opened and the witch clan's head stretched out from above.

"Oh, I'm awake!" He said with a joke, and then a large number of medicinal materials were thrown in. There was also a heat under the alchemy furnace, and it was obvious that he was about to start refining alchemy.

"Why?" Zhaoming asked. He didn't really want to get the answer, he just wanted to resist and delay for some time.

The witch clan laughed and said, "The reason why I am good at elixir is because my supernatural power is to control fire. Now that I have reached the bottleneck of elixir, if I want to go further, I must be able to use more powerful flames."

"I came up with a pill that can enhance the power of flames. Unfortunately, I have always lacked a good pill carrier. However, the blessing of the great god Pangu, you are here. Although the fire-swalking demon is very weak, he has a very special ability to swallow the power of flames. With your body, you can completely absorb the power of the medicinal materials."

"Why did you only take action now?" Zhaoming asked again, thinking of various thoughts in his mind, but unfortunately he had no way to save himself, and even because he was too anxious, he was almost blank.

The Wu Clan smiled and said, "Your physical condition was really bad at that time, and I'm afraid it would be difficult to achieve the effect I wanted. Moreover, the medicine needed by this furnace pill has not yet produced any results, so I naturally don't have to worry."

"Do you think you're stealing fruits or something, I don't know? I'm so naive. I'm clear about anything in this medicine field. But I'm happy too, and I just don't know how to let your physical condition meet the requirements."

This made Zhaoming almost vomit blood. He thought that improving his cultivation was a good thing, but he didn't expect that it would become his own death talisman. Especially the ghost spark, he took care of it for more than two months, but he never thought that when the flowers bloomed, it was the time for him to die.

The witch clan sneered again: "The blood demon wants to live with the dead demon clan and then seek revenge on me, right? After all, it is a fledgling little demon. I am really tired of saying such words by my side."

Zhaoming bit his lip tightly and thought to himself that he was too stupid. The witch clan's cultivation was amazing, so how could he hide his words from him. It was just that because his cultivation was too low, he didn't understand what the situation was in the Golden Immortal Realm. Many things were thought about based on the cultivation level of the Killing Pill stage, so naturally he never thought about these things.

In this way, the witch clan took out the medicine gourd that he had obtained from Zhaoming back then and smiled: "You were thinking about me to take this poison, right? You are too young. If you didn't show so much enthusiasm at the beginning, there would be no surprises in your eyes, I might have taken it."

"This pill is not poisonous, it is a spiritual pill that others gave me to increase my fire practice cultivation." Zhaoming said in a deep voice.

He never thought that this was because of this reason, but now he thought that it was true. At that time, he saw that he had hope of escape, so he naturally couldn't hold back.

This is just to fight again. Shura must have been arrested at this moment. Even if he dies, as long as the witch clan is deceived, he will still have hope of escaping.

The witch clan immediately smiled mockingly and said, "Fuck, I have never seen this kind of pill before. Do you think you can lie to me? And you should also read it when you lie. If this pill is not poisonous, why do you have to tell me kindly? I don't believe that anyone will think about killing him."

Zhaoming thought for a moment, and said loudly, "This pill was given to me by Sun Jiuyang. He is such a powerful person. It is normal that you have never seen the pill he refined before."

"Sun Jiuyang?" The witch clan was stunned and suddenly reacted and said in surprise: "It turns out that you two are the two sacrifices taken away by Sun Jiuyang back then!"

The incident of Sun Jiuyang's big tide in Wudao has long been spreading, and the high priest of the witch clan personally ordered the pursuit of this person. The only clue was that Sun Jiuyang took away two sacrifices when he left, but there was no description, so the witch clan did not know that the two sacrifices they were catching were just the ones. When Zhaoming mentioned it, he thought of them together.

Zhaoming nodded: "Yes, it's the two of us. Sun Jiuyang was planning to accept us as his disciples, but he was chased by someone at that time, so he could only let us go to the demon tribe territory to take refuge first. If you don't believe that reading the Fire Thunder Art, it was given to me by him."

He has read this book dozens of times, and he can recite all the contents on it. The last page is Sun Jiuyang's signature.

The witch clan hurriedly took out the Fire and Thunder Technique, turned to the last page, and indeed saw Sun Jiuyang's signature.

He frowned for a moment, then picked up the medicine gourd and said to himself: "Although this Haoran Zhengqi Sword is not very good, his ability to refine alchemy is famous all over the world. If it were indeed the elixir he refined, it would probably be a good thing."

He felt the ingredients that were helpful to the power of fire in the medicine that day, so he was preparing to take one. It was just because he saw a fanatical surprise in Zhaoming's eyes that made him suspicious, so he did not try it.

When Zhaoming heard this, he immediately said loudly: "You let us go and give you this pill. If you kill us, once Senior Sun Jiuyang finds out, he will definitely settle the score with you."

However, the witch clan smiled grimly at him: "You idiot, do you know what killing someone to silence? If what you said is fake, I will kill you. If what you said is true, I will never let you go. Sun Jiuyang dares to make trouble in the holy land of my clan. Once I know that I robbed the pill he gave you, can I still have a life?"

"But this is a reminder to me! Is it poisonous? Just try it with you!"

Immediately raised my hand and sucked Zhaoming into my hand, poured out a piece of Nine Yang Golden Pill and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Zhaoming was powerless and could not even struggle, so he could only watch the pill enter his mouth. Sun Jiuyang's reminder was always in his heart. With his cultivation, if he really swallowed it, ten out of ten will be dead.

I immediately put the pill in my mouth and pretended to swallow it, but how could this move be hidden from the other party? The witch clan touched his face casually, and the pill rolled down.

Zhaoming was immediately shocked. It was okay to enter the Nine Yang Golden Pill, but he didn't realize it. But when he reached the throat, he immediately emitted a terrible heat, and then it rolled down from his throat like a ball of fire, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Dead, dead! Zhaoming exclaimed in his heart, and waves of unbearable pain began to come from his belly.

Seeing Zhaoming reacting like this, the witch clan laughed: "It's really a lie to me! I'm seeking death! Let's see how you die."

"Master! Someone is looking for you!" The green snake demon suddenly asked for instructions outside the door.

"Who?" the witch tribe turned around and shouted.

"The Insect King!" someone whispered outside the door, but the voice was not loud, but it made everyone hear it clearly, and it was obvious that they were extraordinary.

"It's you! Why is it here at this time?" The witch clan frowned, looked at Zhaoming who was almost fainting in pain in his hands, and snorted coldly: "Die slowly!"

He threw Zhaoming into the alchemy furnace, covered the furnace cover, and then walked out.

"Why are you here at this time?"

"Of course there is something wrong, go and talk about it!"

The witch clan and the man outside talked and walked into the room next to the alchemy room.

In the alchemy furnace, Zhaoming grew up and almost suffocated. He seemed to have a sun stuffed into his stomach, with flames and extremely painful. Even his body made a "squeak" sound, as if it was roasted fat.

He is a fire-swallowing demon who lives by swallowing fire, but now he is going to be burned to death by this flame, which is simply a big deal of the world.

What was as incredible as if dreaming was happening really at this moment.

The terrifying heat made him red all over his body, and flames began to appear on his flesh and blood. It was not his own flame, but the heat emitted by the pill.

Within a moment, the things in the belly seemed to have been burned clean, and the skin and flesh on the body became a raging fire.

In addition, the flames of the alchemy furnace disappeared slightly, and the medicinal materials inside were roasted by the fire and rushed towards Zhaoming one after another.

"ah!"

My body suddenly shook, and it was even more painful than before. When I grew up, my mouth couldn't make any sound.

A golden elixir in the lower dantian seemed to be unable to withstand the flames and had begun to break.

The shattering of the golden elixir is equivalent to death. Zhaoming even began to blur his spiritual consciousness and almost gave up all hope.

Suddenly, the "Great Method of Body Refining" from Pangu's statue flashed through my mind.

This technique is to break the golden elixir and then refine it into the body. Once successful, you can reach the realm of treasure. At that time, not only can you avoid the trouble of breaking the golden elixir, but you may also be able to break the difficulty of the Nine Yang Golden Elixir.
Chapter completed!