Chapter 110 (2/2)

In the medicine cauldron, all kinds of materials collide and fuse with each other, making a burst of explosive sound from time to time.

Sweat fell down the temples on both sides, but Zhou Yang didn't care. His eyes were fixed on the medicine cauldron in front of him, always paying attention to the changes inside.

Under the burning of the flame, the liquid in the medicine cauldron continuously evaporates.

At this time, I saw that the liquid actually wriggled up, connected back and forth, and formed a water stirring dragon, constantly rotating its ”body”.

”The temperature of the flame is still not enough!”

Seeing this, Zhou Yang frowned and whispered.

”That's the only way!”

The time is fleeting. At this moment, Zhou Yang can't tolerate too much hesitation.

He saw a stone in his hand that seemed to be stained with blood, and the last one was thrown into the fire dragon.

”See” fire spirit stone appear, fire dragon a roar, a swallow spirit stone.

Awning

When the spirit stone was engulfed, the already terrible flames raised again, directly wrapping most of the medicine tripod.

Stab, stab, stab

When the flame rose, the squirming liquid in the medicine cauldron stopped, and a burning sound sounded the next second.

The liquid is evaporated at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the liquid converges to the sky, forming a mist, which has the tendency of turning into a pill.

”Right now!”

Just as the liquid was about to evaporate and the fog above was about to condense, Zhou Yang flashed a sharp light in his eyes and threw the purple orchid into the medicine pot.

Purple orchid is weak and burns when it meets fire, which is why Zhou Yang will wait until now to put it into the pot. Bang!

When ziyoulan entered the medicine cauldron, there was only a dull sound. There was a huge flame in the medicine cauldron.

Even Zhou Yang had to step back.

Boom!

There was another explosion, only the roar of the fire dragon. The next second, the terrible flame burst open and shot out in all directions.

Boom!

Zhou Yang's body retreated. When he left the room, he only heard a sound of explosion, and the soaring fire devoured the room.

”Did this... Fail?”

Looking at the room engulfed by the fire, Zhou Yang's eyes flickered and murmured to himself.

For a moment, his heart was full of mixed feelings, looking at the room in front of him.

Just for a moment, he didn't even know what happened!

”It seems that there is no cultivation, still can't!”

Zhou Yang shakes his head helplessly and says sadly.

”Zhou Yang, are you ok?”

At this time, Zhu Xirou, who found the situation here, rushed over and made a worried voice

”Nothing.” Zhou Yang shook his head and replied with a smile.

”Mr. Zhou, pills...”

Tong Lu came and looked at the room engulfed by the fire. He asked weakly.

”It must have been a failure.”

Zhou Yang shook his head and said with pity.

If you want to set foot on the road of cultivation again, you have to find another shortcut.

Of course, the premise is that Zhou Yang can persist for such a long time.

”It's really a failure!”

Tong Lu is also a little lost when he hears the words, but at this moment, a surprised light suddenly flashed in his eyes and excitedly pointed to the room under the fire.

”Sir, look... What's that?”