IMMORTAL MARTIAL GOD

Chapter 2153 Unleash One's Skills

In fact, to Xiang Nan, refining a Grade Eight medicinal pill in an hour was not a big deal.

Even more exaggerated, he had seen that the bud took three hours to refine a rank ten pill.

Of course, he was actually trained under Xiang Nan's guidance.

Seeing the minutes pa. S.sing by.

The alchemist grew more and more impatient.

When the nineteenth minute arrived, the alchemist finally caught up. He slapped the pill furnace, and at that moment, a jade-green spirit pill flew out.

Both sides held their own pills. Next, it was time to speak the truth.

Whose pill is better? Whose pills are better?

There was no need to be firm and eat it directly! All right, let's see.

The alchemist took Poison Master Hai Qiong's poison pill and swallowed it in one mouthful. Then, he immediately swallowed his own spirit pill into his stomach.

Xiang Nan shook his head. He already knew the result. That alchemist's spirit pill was really only at the mid-eighth grade.

The two pills were completely mutually exclusive, so it naturally depended on who was more powerful.

A short thirty seconds later, the alchemist's face suddenly turned green, and then his entire face turned black. He spat out a large mouthful of poisonous blood and lay on the ground, beginning to spasm. Later, he remained motionless.

An incomparably precious rank eight alchemist had died just like that.

Xiang Nan couldn't help but sigh. It was a waste of resources for such a precious alchemist to die just like that.

He wanted to save her, but he couldn't.

Rules were rules. Both sides nodded in agreement. Forcing interference could only bring shame to the Alliance of Pill Masters.

"It's still this group." The neutral referee pointed at the brocade box and said, "The Alliance of Pill Masters still hasn't been cracked. Next, the Alliance of Pill Masters should send more experts to detoxify this group of poison pills."

However, in the end, the Alliance of Pill Masters did not move.

Emperor Xuantian sighed sadly.

The rank eight alchemists who had just been poisoned to death were already among the highest ranks in the Alliance of Pill Masters. If anyone were to come, they would all be rank eight alchemists.

Basically, it meant that one would die and the other would die.

At this moment, the leader of the Dark Alliance laughed loudly and said, "How is it, Xuan Tian, your Alliance of Pill Masters has lost! According to the agreement, the Alliance of Pill Masters will dissolve on its own!"

"From now on, our Dark Alliance will be the only organization that Mother Earth will care about!"

Alliance of Pill Masters, no one answered.

"I'll do it." Emperor Xuantian sighed and prepared to personally go up.

Many alchemists hurriedly stopped him, and their hearts ached. "First, you are poisoned, so you cannot fight. If you forcefully refine pills, the poison effect will quickly erupt. You …"

Xiang Nan's mind was filled with a bright mirror. He knew that it was this Emperor Xuantian who had completed the ninth grade pill in this round of competition. However, the result was that after leaving behind the first grade nine pill, he immediately died of poison.

This kind of master shouldn't end up in such a tragic manner. At the very least, Xiang Nan wouldn't allow it in this time fault.

Many obstructions did not work, and Emperor Xuantian still stubbornly walked onto the stage.

At this moment, a young man suddenly rushed out of the crowd.

This person looked delicate and handsome. He was in his fifties, but his appearance was only in his early twenties. It was not surprising to say that he was a young man.

"Profound Heaven's First Seat." This young man was handsome and tender, but he gave off a very young and mature temperament.

"Who are you." Emperor Xuantian frowned.

The young man bowed respectfully and said, "This brat's name is Bolan. I hope Senior can forgive this junior's rashness."

"This junior has always had a dream of forming an Alliance of Artificers. I came here to present a pill refining furnace to Xuan Tian, the first one that this junior has personally refined." "I have always had my own unique skill since I was a child. I have always dreamed of forming an Alliance of Artificers. I have come here to present a pill refining furnace to Xuan Tian."

"I hope the first one can fulfill it."

Xiang Nan's mind buzzed as he thought to himself, "Holy sh*t, the founder of the Artificer Alliance!"

The scene was filled with mockery, and Bo Lan felt that he was overestimating himself.

Emperor Xuantian's face was also filled with displeasure as he angrily scolded, "In the path of pill refinement, you should concentrate on cultivating the Xuandao and focus on your own attainments!"

"Even the evil Dark Alliance has always followed this principle! For someone like you to want to use the quality of your pill refining furnace as a method to win, you are truly disdainful! Retreat!"

Alchemists indeed needed pill furnaces, but they could never rely too much on them, just like the martial artists of Xiang Nan's era treated weapons.

Martial artists believed that cultivating Astral Qi, even if it was body refinement, could be considered a righteous path, but those who specifically wanted to rely on powerful weapons to increase their strength in their entire lives were all examples of people who had obtained it without any effort. They were people who were on the sidelines, and they were also speculative.

In the mockery and abuse of the crowd, Bolan was extremely disappointed. He was at a turning point in his life, and he wasn't sure if he was going to follow the right path.

It was undeniable that Emperor Xuantian's reprimand today had a deep-rooted impact on Bolan.

No one else knew what this person would accomplish in the future, but Xiang Nan was too clear about it!

In the next 130,000 years, this person was the one who created the Alliance of Artificers that dominated the world.

It could also be said that Bolan was the first to initiate the birth of the entire Martial Armor Civilization.

This was a school of grandmasters worthy of being remembered by history, but today, he was still a fledgling young man. In front of Emperor Xuantian, he could only be criticized.

Who would have thought that in history, between the two great civilizations, the last great master, Emperor Xuantian, and the first ancestor of the Martial Armor Civilization, Bolan, would end up meeting in such a manner?

Xiang Nan made his move.

He jumped into the arena.

"Head of the Profound Heavens, this junior is willing to fight with guts. Please take a look at this." Xiang Nan didn't want to explain his identity too much and directly threw one of the chapters of the Pill Theory left behind by Mo Ling to Emperor Xuantian.

Emperor Xuantian would definitely know what to do.

At the same time, Xiang Nan also called Bolan. He patted Bolan on the shoulder and whispered, "Young man, don't give up. Work hard towards your own dreams."

Bo Lan smiled bitterly and said, "I don't even have the confidence to acknowledge Xuan Tian Shou."

Xiang Nan said seriously, "What other people think is someone else's business. You must not give up what you decide. Remember my words and believe in yourself!"

A bright light flashed in Bo Lan's eyes and he said excitedly, "Do you think … I can do it?"

Xiang Nan nodded his head forcefully, "Alright, let's give it a try, shall we? If dreams are given up so easily, then it's not a dream."

Bolan clasped his hands touched and said, "Thank you for your inspiration, brother! Don't worry, I have a big plan. I believe I will succeed."

"I believe you," Xiang Nan smiled.

Of course, he believed that Bolan's grand plan was currently lying in Xiang Nan's Tower of Time.

Dream is like this, only need a person to approve, dreamer will rush down without hesitation.

Even if it was a person's affirmation, it was still of great significance to Bolan.

At the same time, Emperor Xuantian put away the chapter and took a deep look at Xiang Nan, saying, "Did you write it?"

Xiang Nan shook his head, "I don't dare. This was personally written by my junior master."

Emperor Xuantian let out a long sigh. "The person who can write such a theory must be a genius of the Heavens. Unfortunately, this old man's life is not long. Otherwise, I will definitely pay him a visit."

Xiang Nan said, "This junior is not talented. I learned some tricky tricks from my master. I hope that I can help our Righteous Cultivator stand up and plead for your approval."

Emperor Xuantian pondered for a long time and said, "Yes."

Xiang Nan smiled confidently and walked towards Poison Master Hai Qiong.

Seeing a brat walk over, the Dark Alliance laughed out loud.

Even the Alliance of Pill Masters was not optimistic about Xiang Nan. They couldn't understand why Emperor Xuantian would suddenly send such a young man to his death.

Poison Master Hai Qiong looked at Xiang Nan playfully and said, "Little doll, I'm afraid that you're going to have your head cut off before your milk breaks?"

Xiang Nan smiled faintly, "Come, come, don't you have the White Flame Burning Lightning? Let's show it to the young man. Coincidentally, the young man also has a few divine lightning bolts here."

"How many?" There was an uproar at the scene, followed by a burst of laughter.

Poison Master Hai Qiong laughed until tears came out of her eyes. "Are you mistaken? Not all lightning counts as World Exterminating Divine Lightning. Then exterminate …"

Xiang Nan raised a finger, and the flames of the white flames and lightning jumped endlessly at the tip of his finger.

At this moment, everyone opened their mouths wide, unable to utter a single word.

Poison Master Hai Qiong looked at Xiang Nan as if she had seen a ghost and said in horror, "This can't …"

Before he could say anything, Xiang Nan raised his middle finger and the Profound Ice Thunder jumped at his fingertips.

"Ah …" Poison Master Hai Qiong took a few steps back in succession and said in shock, "You …"

Xiang Nan raised his ring finger and the lightning jumped.

Then, Xiang Nan continuously released his Void Divine Lightning, Falling Heavenly Lightning, Yang Flame Divine Lightning …

The scene exploded!

One person, with six lightning bolts!

Xiang Nan thought to himself, "What are you afraid of? It's also a time fault anyway. After pretending to be a match, I'm not afraid of exposing my identity, let alone someone else stealing my divine lightning."

In the era of faults, why not display your skills and make a big splash?