Chapter 43 Dangerous Secret Realm

Jiang Ziyue had seen Qin Feng's unique alchemy technique before, and was no longer surprised by it.

But Zhou Delin and Zheng Huaiyi saw someone making alchemy like this for the first time, and they were all surprised and opened their mouths wide.

When Qin Feng put away the flame and opened the alchemy furnace, these people still did not react.

It worked, it worked. This alchemy technique that was so rough that even those who did not know how to make alchemy could not accept it actually made an elixir.

And the number of elixirs in this furnace was too much, a bit too much, a full layer, at least a hundred.

"What kind of elixir are you making?" Jiang Ziyue, who had seen Qin Feng making elixirs, couldn't help asking.

"The first-grade lower-level elixir, the Blood Treasure Pill!" Qin Feng casually picked up a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

"First-grade lower-level elixir, can you make so many at one time?" Zhou Delin also looked at the furnace of red elixirs with some curiosity.

This kind of Blood Treasure Pill uses the flesh and blood of monsters as the main medicine, mixed with more than ten kinds of simple spiritual medicines, and has the effect of strengthening the body and restoring physical strength.

The efficacy of this kind of Blood Treasure Pill is naturally not as good as that of Monkey Pill, but it is better in that the materials are easy to obtain, the refining is simple, and hundreds of pills can be refined with just one furnace.

"This is very similar to the Fire Spirit Pill of our Xuanhuo Sect!" Zhou Delin also stuffed one into his mouth.

Even for a large sect with a long history like Xuanhuo Sect, basic pills are the top priority.

There are tens of thousands of people in Xuanhuo Sect, and it is impossible for everyone to take high-grade pills. Pills like Fire Spirit Pill, which are simple to refine and low in cost, are the most taken pills.

"Why did you suddenly think of refining this kind of pill?" Jiang Ziyue asked.

"In order to prepare for the future, there will probably be many fierce battles next." After Qin Feng took out these Blood Treasure Pills, he opened another furnace.

Thinking of the fierce battle just now, everyone fell silent. Those giant monsters were indeed difficult to deal with.

Although it was not impossible for them to deal with a giant monster of the second stage in the late stage without Qin Feng, they would definitely pay a huge price.

Moreover, no one knew how many giant monsters there were in this secret realm. Once the number of monsters was too large, they might even be wiped out.

Qin Feng refined the Blood Treasure Pill very quickly, and he could refine a furnace in almost a cup of tea.

Although four furnaces failed, the extremely high success rate still blinded Zheng Huaiyi and others.

"Everyone take some. I'm afraid there will be no time for us to rest. When we are exhausted, we can recover with the Blood Treasure Pill." Qin Feng said.

Qin Feng refined enough Blood Treasure Pills. Even if there were more than 30 people, each person could get 20 to 30 pills.

Qin Feng stuffed a handful of Blood Treasure Pills into his mouth and chewed them in big mouthfuls. He opened the Emperor Meridian twice in a row, and he needed a lot of pills to replenish himself.

"The second level of the giant strength realm is too weak after all. If I can break through to the third level of the giant strength realm, maybe I can open the emperor vein for a longer time." Qin Feng sat cross-legged on the ground and began to regulate his breathing.

Zheng Huaiyi guarded the entrance of the cave, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, guarding against the danger that could come at any time.

The disciples of Xuanhuo Zhengzong and Qianjin Pavilion all rested against the mountain wall. No one knew what would happen next. They rested as much as possible to recover some physical strength.

The treasure monkey took out a blood treasure pill from Qin Feng's arms from time to time and stuffed it into his mouth. The greedy little guy never stopped.

In the mountains a hundred miles away from Qin Feng and his friends, there were stone pillars everywhere. The entire mountain range was actually made of black stones, without any plants!

"Help, help, don't kill me, don't kill me! I am from the Wang family, I have money, I will give you as much as you want, don't kill me!" A dark palm pressed down.

With a bang, the body of the warrior of the Wang family who desperately begged for mercy burst like a watermelon!

"Wang family? Haha!" Xiang Zilong put away his palm with disdain.

"Who would have thought that there would be such a large meteorite vein in this secret realm!" Yan Xun said with a smile while looking at the black mountain in front of him.

Meteorite, meteorite from outer space, can be used to forge spiritual tools. Such a large mine can mine countless meteorites, which will be an amazing fortune.

"Is everything solved?" Xiang Zilong asked.

"All 28 warriors of the Wang family were killed, and none of them escaped." Yan Xun said.

"Okay, we, the Blood Evil, must take this secret realm. Disperse everyone and find the spiritual key of this secret realm!" Xiang Zilong snorted.

The emergence of a secret realm can attract countless warriors, and even super sects such as Xuanhuo Zhengzong and Glacier Valley have been alarmed. They are not after the little resources in this secret realm!

Ordinary warriors only want to find some elixirs in the secret realm so as to get rich overnight. Naturally, the style of these big sects is not so small. What they want is the control of the entire secret realm.

Sects like Xuanhuo Sect and Binghe Valley control several secret realms. They have mastered the means to enter the secret realms. They can open the secret realms every once in a while, allowing their disciples to enter the secret realms to pick spiritual herbs, or kill monsters to hone themselves.

And if you want to control the secret realm, you must get the secret realm's spiritual key!

This is the first time the entrance to this secret realm has appeared, so the secret realm's spiritual key is still ownerless. As long as they can find the secret realm's spiritual key, they, the Blood Evil, can completely control this secret realm.

At that time, the life and death of people in the secret realm will be under their control. What Xuanhuo Sect, what Binghe Valley, what Qianjin Pavilion are all bullshit. At that time, won't they be at their mercy?

At the end of the underground passage, the corpse soul grass with only half of its roots left was soaking in a pool of blood. The black roots were covered with blood-colored lines. He was sucking blood.

A skinny warrior gently stroked the corpse soul grass: "How could you be beaten like this? Is there anyone in the giant strength realm who can defeat you?"

The corpse soul grass swayed uneasily, as if it was afraid of something!

The skinny warrior gently patted the corpse soul grass: "Don't be afraid, there is enough blood and enough warriors here, you will recover soon, and you will become stronger!"

Beside the blood spring, there are hundreds of warriors' bodies, and the roots of the corpse soul grass have pierced into the bodies of these warriors!

After this secret realm was opened, thousands of warriors entered this secret realm, and this number is still rising.

The disappearance of a few hundred people in this huge secret realm will not attract attention at all, and this secret realm has been closed, even if someone finds it, they can't pass the news out.

"You... who are you!"

"It's rare that there is still a living person, but you will soon regret why you didn't die!" The skinny warrior sat on the bone chair, supporting his chin and quietly watching this warrior die painfully under the erosion of the corpse soul grass.

"Ah...ah..., kill me, kill me!" The warrior wailed in pain.

The skinny warrior laughed: "Scream, scream more miserably, it's a really pleasant sound!"

"The first-grade soul iron sword, the soul is really a scum!" Looking at the soul plundered by the corpse soul grass, the skinny warrior snorted disdainfully.

"Go, kill more warriors and bring back their bodies!" The skinny warrior waved his hand, and countless crazy fossil beetles retreated like a tide.

"Fifth-grade soul, so-so!" The skinny warrior recalled, his eyes fell on the light and shadow in front of him, and in the light and shadow was Shen Xingyue.

After Shen Xingyue revealed her fifth-grade soul, the skinny warrior had already set his sights on her. With Wei Bing's fourth-grade soul, the people in the Glacier Valley received special care.

The crazy fossil beetles that Qin Feng and his companions encountered in the passage were actually controlled by this skinny warrior. It was precisely because of the appearance of these crazy fossil beetles that Qin Feng and his companions had to leave the underground passage. Otherwise, if they walked along this underground passage, they would find the hiding place of this skinny warrior.

Wei Bing waved his arms, and the crazy fossil beetles that surged up were immediately frozen. The ice layer spread over a hundred feet, creating an ice passage.

"Junior Sister Shen, lend me the ice soul!" Wei Bing said.

The weak Shen Xingyue was no longer able to fight, and handed a piece of water-blue prismatic ice to Wei Bing.

After Wei Bing got the ice soul, his strength increased greatly, and he actually fought his way out of the endless crazy fossil beetles.

"Since that bastard burned that spiritual medicine, this secret realm has become a little abnormal!" Shen Xingyue thought in her heart, and she blamed the changes in this secret realm on Qin Feng.

Even though Qin Feng saved her life, she didn't feel any gratitude towards him, but hated him even more.

"Brother Wei, this is not a solution. The brothers are tired. If we continue to fight like this, we will not be able to hold on!"

"Come here if you can move, stimulate your soul power, cooperate with me, I want to create a safe place!" Wei Bing said.

"Brother, you..." The disciples of the Glacier Valley looked at Wei Bing in surprise.

Wei Bing's body was turning into ice, and cold air continued to flow out of Wei Bing's body.

"It's Brother Wei Bing's soul, a fourth-grade soul frost giant!" The disciples of the Glacier Valley shouted happily.

"Huh!" Wei Bing waved his hands, and layers of ice overlapped to form an indestructible ice barrier.

"Let's help Brother Wei Bing too!" The disciples of the Glacier Valley also stimulated their soul power.

Most of the disciples of the Glacier Valley have awakened ice spirits, so controlling water vapor to condense ice is not a problem for them.

"It is worthy of being a third-grade spiritual weapon, Bingpo!" Wei Bing breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for Bingpo's help, he would never have been able to achieve this.