C653 Fried Dan (2/2)
Although he had refined the Dragon's Blood Pill quite a few times in his previous life and had memorized it long ago, leaving a deep imprint on his soul, he could not underestimate it.
After going through the explosion, Dan Fengxia's efficiency had increased a little.
But at the moment, many people's gazes were on Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng will now enter the final stage! Not relying on a cauldron! With the spiritual fire in his hands, he refined a Spirit Pill!
As the temperature of the spirit liquid increased, it continued to be purified, the impurities turned into mist, and under Ye Qingfeng's consciousness, it slowly formed into a pill.
Roar!
When the Dan shaped outline was formed, it was completely golden red without any impurities! A deep dragon roar resounded!
It was extremely penetrating! It broke through the soundproof barrier!
Li Zihao's face changed, Feng Mubai and the rest could not help but frown and looked at Dan Fengxia.
Boom! *
The pill had exploded!
Feng Mubai and the others secretly sighed. It was a pity that Dan Fengxia's focus was not high, as she was too affected by the external world.
”Damn it!” Dan Fengxia was incomparably furious, a baleful aura swirled within his beautiful eyes, and he almost turned into a shrew as he cursed loudly.
When she saw the pill in Ye Qingfeng's hand, the expression on her face darkened.
He had the last set of spirit materials!
She looked at the incense stick. It had been over 20 minutes!
Li Zihao saw that Ye Qingfeng was almost done concocting, although he did not know what kind of spirit pill Ye Qingfeng had, but for Dan Fengxia, it was too dangerous.
A stern look flashed in his eyes, and a silver needle appeared in his sleeve.
Swoosh!
When this silver needle shot out, the expressions of the people present changed.
”Ye, be careful.” Duanmu Qingxue observed carefully, and was always on guard against anyone who would try anything, and as expected, when she found Li Zihao, he immediately used the Voice Transmission Technique to whisper.
Ye Qingfeng's left hand ignited with spirit flames to form the Dragon's Blood Pill, his right hand extended out, suddenly becoming extremely fast and nimble, grabbing onto the silver needle that was flying towards him, he threw it back and shot it out.
Puff!
Li Zihao's shoulder blossomed as fresh blood spurted out.