Chapter 201: Killing God

The girl was finally locked up by Suning. Since waking up, she has been looking at Suning with a sad look and asking without saying anything. Suning feels very guilty. Regardless of her, she couldn't run away because she was guarded anyway, so Suning returned to the Royal Palace and met the old man at the auction that day at the door.
"Little brother, do you know where the elder lives?" Song Lao stepped forward and asked politely. You can't be welcome, the young man who listened to the voice was probably the disciple of the veteran who was quoted on the auction day. It is always good to make a good relationship. "Of course, I don't know what you want to do with him?" Suning replied with a smile.
"Oh, that veteran Yen gave me his badge. Today, I specially came to return it and ask the senior veteran to clarify. I also hope that the little brother can pass on a message." Song Lao said respectfully. Feng Lingyue by her side almost laughed out loud at this time, the villain knew at first glance that she was planning to play the old man.
"Ao, I'm looking for the veteran, then come in quickly, and I will show you to find it." Suning replied with a smile. "Thank you little brother, thank you little brother." Old Song said with a smile behind him. Opening the door, Suning took Feng Lingyue's hand and walked towards the lobby first. "Sit down, I don't know what you're looking for with me." The main seat in the middle of Suning in the lobby said with a smile.
"I also hope that the little brother will invite the elder..." As if he realized something uncontrollable, Old Song shuddered, "You, are the elders? Old Song tremblingly said. "Otherwise, except for the entire compound. Do you and I have a third person who can refine pills? "Suning said with a smile.
"No, it's just, it's just..." Song Lao suddenly hesitated. "It's just that I'm too young, right, haha." You guys always like to judge people by their appearance. In fact, it's no wonder that old Song is not an old man with gray hair and a gray beard, or a young alchemist like Suning. There are not many in the realm of grandmasters.
I sneered at Song Lao's respectful hands and handed it the medal representing the veteran status that Suning threw to him that day, and then said, "Recently, I always have some doubts about alchemy. I hope that Mr. Song will give me advice." Suning smiled in Song Lao's heart. He knew exactly what he was thinking, and when he asked the question, he had to check his identity to see if the elder was himself.
This cautious thinking is still not hidden from Suning, and smiled Suning and said, "Just ask, if I can, I will definitely not hide it." Suning has been halfway through the record of ancient condensed pills for such a long time. It is not proficient, but it is not a problem to deal with a great master.
"How on earth should this Purple Demon Spirit Pill be refined? Why do I always fail." Song Lao asked earnestly. The Purple Demon Spirit Pill is a kind of heavenly pill, although it is the simplest one but It is very difficult to succeed without mastering the essentials. There are slender records and precautions in the ancient condensed pills. Although Suning has not refined it, he has already engraved all the precautions deeply in his mind.
"The only thing you need to pay attention to is the control of the temperature. If you are not sensitive to temperature and cannot be refined for a lifetime, you must lower the temperature to a gentle fire at the five breaths before becoming the pill. When condensing the pill, you will not suddenly fry the furnace." Suning said unhurriedly, "It is estimated that the head of Song has blown up a lot of the furnace."
Hearing what Suning said, Mr. Song stood up and gave a big gift to Suning. "Thank you for your guidance." Originally, he was still doubting Suning's true level, but he now completely believed in Suning's identity. "Then I won't disturb the veteran's rest, and I will come to visit with a generous gift another day and leave."
Suning couldn't help being a little amused looking at the eagerness of Song Lao when he left. Such a big person is so anxious. Shaking his head, Suning turned and went into the room and sat in the room, took out the sword in the Universe Bag and looked at it carefully. Her Lingyue Sword was taken away and repaired by Feng Lingyue. Suning now has nothing to take advantage of. Weapons are available.
"Little snake, little bird, little turtle come out to show me what is going on with this sword." Suning said with a smile. "Who are you talking about! This beast is Suzaku, Suzaku, not a bird! You are like that stinky snake, believe it or not, I will blow you up with fire." The furious Suzaku flew out and attacked Suning with his wings. .
"Hey, how do you say it, what is a stinky snake! This Dragon God is so handsome, Shenwu, you two guys who don't have any aesthetic sense." Taixu Dragon God said angrily. "Okay, okay, stop making trouble and take a look at this sword." Taking out the sword, the three little guys frowned, "Why do I feel that its evil spirit is getting more and more serious." Suning frowned Eyebrow said. "It's not that it really feels that its evil spirit is growing." Taixu Dragon God said.
The sword hasn't been out of its sheath. What will it look like after being stained with blood? Since I bought it, I haven't had time to take a good look. The powerful writing of the pen is engraved on the sheath. The name "killing the gods" is really incredible, killing the gods can cross the three realms, invincible in the heaven and the earth, since ancient times, there is no one that can be named after the word killing the gods is a magical weapon that can shake the sky and the earth.
Suning asked, "Protect my mind, I'll go in and find out." The three beasts nodded, and Suning closed his eyes and sank in instantly. "Hurt my wife, kill my child, Bitian, I will never die with you!" The words full of killing intent caused Suning to open his eyes suddenly, and the world was dim, and a man stood between the sky and the earth with a sword in his hand. In front of him, Suning could not breathe, but the man in front of him seemed to feel nothing. He flashed into the enemy's formation like an electric flash, and amidst a chaotic army, he could not breathe. The heads of great people kept flying up, and the blood flowed into a river for a while, and the long sword in the man's hand was constantly absorbing the blood and became more and more furious.
But even though the man was brave enough to smash through thousands of troops and came to the army, he was still covered with scars, struggling to jump up the sword and pointed directly at the man in the blue armor on the ground, "Old friend, Help me on the last journey!" Seeing the man who killed him, Bitian staring at the man in the sky indifferently, countless sharp swords appeared next to the man and pierced his heart.
The Killing God in his hand fell to the ground, and the man fell helplessly at the feet of his enemy, together with his beloved sword. With a wave of his hand, the guards beside Bitian hurriedly stepped forward and threw the man and God Killer off the cliff like trash.