Chapter 1009: Alchemist

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Chapter 1009 Alchemy Master
Qin Ming smiled. "The most decent thing is that you respectfully send me to the Red Phoenix Lianyu."
"Do you think you qualify for a bargain?"
"I made you laugh, I have!"
"Understand the situation and mad with me. It is a sin to destroy God Island, and a sin to break through the ancient island. There is room for discussion. But if you dare to kill our disciples at the Temple of Heaven, the Temple of Heaven Will not spare you, let alone the Temple of Heaven and the Ziyan clan. You dare to kill those sixty people, and the Temple of Heaven will dare to let them be buried together! You are not afraid of death, but what about the people behind you? They All will die because of you. Qin Ming, you are a lunatic and a wise man, you know the consequences very well. I repeat, let go of all people! I will not hurt you one cent, only take you back to the Temple of Heaven , Wait for the Temple of Heaven to come, sit down and talk. "
"Let's save, you still have two years to practice your negotiation skills. Let Tianwangdian and the Ziyan people collectively be buried? Oh, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. The Ziyan people, as the three giants of the Haizu Alliance, If it ’s so easy to destroy, the Haizu Alliance has already started, and it ’s your turn to win the Temple of Heaven? Do n’t drag any Ye Mozu, anxious. As soon as the Ye Mozu appears, the Ziyan League will take the initiative. Can the Alliance resist? "Qin Ming played a bachelor today, threatened? This is the thing I'm not afraid of the most. I don't want to say anything.
United Nocturne? Yao Wenwu didn't touch anything, but the saints on the back of the sea lizard were frowning slightly. Qin Ming just talk about it? Or is the Ziyan family really going to do that?
The Haizu Alliance suppressed the Night Demons for thousands of years. Hate has accumulated in the blood. Once the Night Demons get out of trouble, they will fight back completely. The immediate end of the Ziyan Tribe's departure from the Alliance is to become the first target of the Night Demons. The Yan clan won't be clear, but why should they cooperate resolutely with the Temple of Heaven? At that time, the situation was really special. It was the other Yan people who overwhelmed the Ziyan people. The Ziyan people were the most staunch among the Hai people. Faced with the life and death of the ethnic group, the Ziyan tribe will not easily reveal the so-called nature unless they have the confidence.
Is it true that the Ziyan tribe's decision after being angered by the sea tribe is to unite the Night Devil tribe?
They stared at Qin Ming in the air, trying to see something through his eyes.
effective? A few more words! Qin Ming suddenly grinned: "Do you know why the two sacred artifacts in the mysterious realm disappeared? Do you know why I have the Trident of Desolation in my hand? Do you know why the Temple of Heaven suddenly broke up in the west? Why do the Ziyan people accept the Temple of Heaven? Do you want to break away from the Sea Alliance? Do you know why the ancient giant whales attacked Overlord Island? Oh, it ’s far away. We can talk about this later. Let ’s talk about the hostages. Put half of the hostages and you let me go , When I'm safe, put the other half. "
Qin Ming rubbed his nose and smiled brilliantly. Come, scare, see who is more afraid of who.
The ghost of the buried sea was indifferent and calm, but the eyes of the golden lion flashed a few lights. This Qin Ming really dared to say anything, if I didn't know the real situation, I would have believed it.
The saintly martial arts on the back of the buried lizard are all staring at Qin Ming. The disappearance of the two sacred artifacts of the Trident of the Desolation and the Magic Monument of Dragon Emperor Town was originally weird. It was said that some violent sensation broke out at the time. The two sacred artifacts were severely damaged and the spirits inside controlled the escape. However, the mysterious realm has been guarded by the Sea Alliance for thousands of years, and how such an accident suddenly occurred, which has been doubted by the Temple of Heaven.
There must be some secrets unknown to outsiders.
Why did Qin Ming have the Trident of Desolation, and why did the Temple of Heaven invite the sea tribe? Why did the ancient giant whale, the mysterious giant that should not exist, help the Temple of Heaven? Why did the Ziyan tribe break away from the sea tribe alliance and turned to the Temple of Heaven? All kinds of doubts circled in their minds, and their expressions became dignified. Things don't seem as simple as they seem.
Qin Ming felt relieved. These savvy saints would definitely think more, and the more they thought, the more they would worry!
Yao Wenwu sneered: "Continue editing! I listen!"
"You can't believe it, have I let you believe it?"
"Qin Ming is at Hu Yan, this boy is cunning." Yao Wenwu turned back to remind the saints.
The heavenly guards stared at the sky, expressionless, but there was some doubt in their hearts. If it's Hu Yan, then it's true.
Tian Wei He Canghai waved his hands behind his back and made a gesture. A high-level saint martial art next to him grasped the mind, staring at Qin Ming and the ghost of the burial sea, preparing to take it forcibly! Yes and no, everything is understood after taking torture.
Qin Ming's voice was mixed with spiritual power and spread throughout Tianhai: "It is cost-effective for us two to leave safely with 60 lives of hostages."
"Don't think!"
"I don't want to die, and you can't afford the consequences of the total death of 60 hostages. If we talk like this, there will be no results. How many steps will we take?"
"Not good! You don't want to go anywhere today."
"We really don't have to talk about your attitude." Qin Ming gestured to the ghost of the buried sea.
The ghost of the burial sea took the individual out of the sack and held it in the air with his neck. "Yixiangxiang, kill one! Now!"
"Dare you!" Yao Wenwu's face changed slightly.
Both burial sea vanilla lizards apparently moved, and the blue eyes rolled fiercely.
The eyes of the four celestial guards and all the sacred martial arts turned to the young man, and He Canghai's swinging hand shook his hand sharply, stopping the sacred martial art behind him who was about to shoot.
The teenager was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a pale face, wide eyes, and full of horror. His body was shaking slightly, and the ghost of the buried sea carried his neck around his neck and dared not move.
Qin Ming looked at the face of the Tiantian Temple team, and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "It seems that everyone knows him, so I don't need to introduce him specially."
"Qin Ming, you are dying!" Yao Wenwu clenched his fists, his teeth crunching.
That was the personal disciple of the old alchemy master on the island of Burial God, and the only disciple!
The alchemist is very precious. The higher the rank, the more precious the alchemist is, even rarer than those pure-blooded ancient beasts. You can't find ten in the vast ancient sea at the level of the old buried on the island! It can be said that Weng Lao is one of the most precious treasures of the Tiantian Temple. Every year, a large amount of elixir is refined for the Tiantian Temple, and specific elixir is also refined for them. All Tiancaidibao passed his alchemy furnace, and its value was doubled. Zhujidan, Queshidan, Ninglingdan, Blood Alchemy, etc. are all relying on Tiantiandian to cultivate genius. The heavenly palace can develop to its present scale, and it can prosper and constantly appear geniuses, and cultivate geniuses into strong ones.
Weng Lao himself is a sect. From ancient times to the present generation, each one is obsessed with alchemy, with a lonely character. He has lived in a dark and hidden place on Burial God Island all the time without interruption and full of infinite spiritual power. Throughout his life, he searched for someone who could inherit the mantle. Now Weng Lao is old, and many times he no longer practices alchemy in person, and all his life's learning is transferred to his disciples. In the future, the Tiantian Temple will rely on this heir for decades. If he is dead, who will give them alchemy? Not only was it too late to find a passer-by, it was even harder than going to heaven. This boy looked unattractive, but it was selected by the Temple of Heaven for nearly thirty years.
They all belong to the important figures of the Temple of Heaven, and of course they know the value of this person. Weng Lao, who had not left the funeral island for more than 20 years, even went to the Black Stone Hall in person before leaving, and put down his words, without bringing his disciples back alive, he immediately broke away from the Temple of Heaven.
This one, on top of the other sixty people!
Yao Wenwu looked at Qin Ming's eyes, his heart shrank, how could Qin Ming know his identity? ?