If the thing that an alchemist values most is his own alchemy.
Even magic cultivation is not as important as alchemy!
In the Shenqi Continent, there are many rumors about alchemists sacrificing themselves in order to refine a satisfactory magic weapon.
It can be seen that alchemists have the highest pursuit of alchemy.
Therefore, when he saw Ye Yun's spear that released the fluctuations of the fifth-grade magic weapon, Hexiu couldn't look away for an instant, his eyes were burning.
"Mr. Ye...is this the magical weapon you refined?"
It took a lot of effort for He Xiu to shift his gaze from the Nether Flame Blood Thunder Spear to Ye Yun, and he couldn't help but use the honorific in his words.
Ye Yun nodded and admitted, knowing that He Xiu had been impressed, he said directly: "My method of refining...that is, alchemy is different from the traditional alchemists on the mainland. I believe that the president will get a lot of help. .”
Hexiu's eyes instantly turned red. After thinking for a moment, he said: "If you are willing to teach me your alchemy skills, I can only represent my personal position and help you hold back a senior Douzong."
Seeing that He Xiu was so cheerful, Jiang Chou agreed quite simply. Of course, he only represented himself and not the forces behind him.
In this way, Tina's side has won three of the top ten strongest men in the empire, plus Ye Yun, who has the power to kill high-level Douzong. The joy on the old Duke's face cannot be concealed, and his whole body is full of joy. Get excited.
"Ye Xinghe... I can win him over." As if he thought of something, the joy on the old Duke's face dimmed slightly, and he sighed with some regret, "I'll make a trip myself."
After saying that, the old Duke jumped up like an eagle with spread wings, landed on the roof, tapped his toes a few times, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the old Duke's leaving figure, Yue Lin's father's face suddenly darkened, and he also sighed. This made Ye Yun feel a little strange. He glanced around and saw whether Qiu and He Xiu were surprised. Yue Lin Everyone in Lin's family looked depressed.
However, Ye Yun didn't ask the reason, and asked Yue Lin to help arrange a house, and left with Gu Yiyi and the Star Swallowing Demon Wolf, happily continuing to relax for the rest of the night.
The next day, early morning.
"clang!"
When the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth, a long bell suddenly rang in the imperial capital of the Tianlan Empire. Then, hundreds of thousands of iron-blooded armies suddenly poured into all parts of the city. Then, a shocking roar The news also spread at this time.
At noon today, Her Royal Highness Princess Tina will pray for Lord Di Han at the Qitian Terrace in the palace!
Although ordinary people in the city had long expected that such a day would come, they were still frightened when they woke up one night and suddenly heard the news, and felt mixed emotions for a while.
After all, under the rule of Tina's lineage, their life was relatively stable and prosperous.
Soon afterwards, generals continued to come out of the palace and send invitations to various major forces.
I don’t know if Di Han was too conceited and didn’t take Ye Yun seriously, but an invitation was actually sent to the Luo Buen family, and there were only a few words on the invitation:
Does the Lord of the Lingdan Pavilion, or the Lord of the Netherworld, dare to come?
Obviously, after a night of investigation, Di Han also guessed Ye Yun's identity, and this question also reflected Di Han's confidence that he could crush all obstacles.
After accepting the invitation, Ye Yun looked at the old Duke who was getting ready to go next to him, and asked: "That Ye Xinghe failed to negotiate?"
Di Han invited all the major forces in a big way. As the head of the Alchemist Union and the Mercenary Union, He Xiuhe naturally had to go back and make arrangements. However, they would not show up in person during this grand ceremony. They would just wait until the two sides were about to When the fight started, they stopped the two men under Di Han.
However, Ye Xinghe, whom the old Duke went to look for last night, has not shown up yet, which makes Ye Yun have to wonder if he failed to win over him last night.
The old Duke had a natural expression on his face. He smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, don't worry, Ye Xinghe will take action when the time comes."
After hearing this, Ye Yun stopped asking, raised his eyes to look at the sun that was getting closer to the center of the sky, and said with a smile: "Then let's go."
The old Duke was also fearless and said boldly: "Let's go! Let those old men see that I, old Robben, am back!"
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The Tianlan Empire Palace, which represents the highest power in the entire empire, is as huge as a small city, with beautiful palaces and high-rise buildings. Even the ground is paved with white jade, exuding a sense of luxury and nobility.
At this time, there was a high platform standing at the very front of this small city, and around the high platform, desks and seats were placed, all of which were filled with people. The sound of noisy conversations swept across like a wave, echoing around. Every inch of space.
This high platform is called the Qitian Platform. It is the place where the emperor of the empire prays to heaven. Ceremonies are held here every time he ascends the throne, enthrones and other important events. It is the most sacred and solemn place in the entire empire.
Under the high platform, Tina wore a graceful purple and gold dress, stepped on the white jade stairs, and slowly climbed to the high platform. Her skin was like snow, and her eyebrows were picturesque, which was quite moving.
But on that delicate face, one can clearly see a deep tiredness.
Obviously, it was not easy to live in confinement in the palace.
As Tina's figure appeared on the praying platform, all the voices in the audience gradually decreased, and finally became quiet.
Gazes containing complex emotions were cast on the beautiful figure on the Qitian Terrace, and then quietly moved to a figure at the front of the stage, full of awe.
At the front of the audience, there is a tall man wearing a big cloak, sitting high on the throne. This man's brows are full of nobility, his eyes are indifferent, and his face is expressionless, but anyone can feel it in him. An extremely powerful wave of fighting spirit.
The pressure of this wave of fighting energy is so strong that people are like carrying a huge boulder on their backs. If not for the ordinary people in the field, they would probably suffocate to death at this moment. However, even so, many people still feel the breath difficulty.
As a result, when he looked at that figure, he became even more fearful.
This person is Di Han.
On the praying platform, Tina looked down at the audience with no expression on her face, her tired look even more intense.
After several years of wandering, he put aside his dignity as a royal heir and sought help from various parties, but no one was willing to help.
A few months ago, someone was finally willing to help, but in the blink of an eye he became a member of a cult and eventually disappeared...
Tina's eyes turned to one of the seats in front of the audience, where an old man wearing clothes representing holiness and light sat, and her heart was filled with emotions.
The fees paid by the royal family to the Holy See every year are astronomical, but why did the gods still not come to help in the end?
The gods are all high above, so they cannot hear the pleadings of their devout believers.
Her eyes continued to scan below, and none of the familiar faces who had expressed their loyalty to her father countless times seemed to feel guilty.
They had said the same words that they would die to serve, and now they were saying the same words, but the people they were talking about ranged from her father to her, and now to Di Han...
As if she had been delayed on the stage for too long, Tina clearly felt two slightly impatient eyes cast from a throne below. She took a slight breath. Before he could make a sound, a majestic laughter suddenly resounded through the sky, and the sound rumbled in everyone's ears like thunder.
"Your Highness the Princess, my veteran escort is late!"
boom!
This sound was like throwing a huge boulder into the calm lake, causing a huge storm. Everyone in the audience looked up and saw a huge Steller Eagle flying towards the sky at high speed.
There were two figures standing on top of the giant eagle's head.
One of them was an old man with white hair and a very burly figure. A powerful aura belonging to a high-level Douzong swept across the scene, and when the old man's face was seen clearly, gasps of cold air could be heard from time to time.
It turned out to be Old Duke Robben!
Wasn't this guy seriously injured by Lord Di Han's blow, and now his time is running out?
Why are you here now, and looking at the aura, it doesn't look like he is seriously injured and dying!
Shocked in their hearts, people looked at another figure standing side by side with Old Duke Robben. This figure was wearing a black robe, with black hair and black eyes. He had an extraordinary temperament, but what was puzzling was that he could not feel anything in his body. The magic energy or fighting spirit fluctuates, as if he is a useless person with magic and martial arts.
How dare these two people destroy the ceremony in public?
This is nothing but death!
"Old guy, you're not dead!"
An old man who was also ranked very high suddenly stood up, looked at the old Duke on the Warcraft, and grinned, "I'm going to let everyone know today that you, old man, are not qualified to be ranked sixth!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man kicked hard, and the ground shook instantly, cracks opened, and his figure suddenly rushed up, with an astonishing momentum erupting from his body, and he punched out.
"boom!"
The terrifying force directly squeezed away the air in front of him, forming an air wave of more than ten feet, which was astonishingly powerful.
"Huh! I'm just a defeated general!" The old Duke snorted coldly, jumped down from the Steller's Eagle, and punched the old man.
Boom!
The fists of the two collided violently like two meteors, and the terrifying ripples of fighting spirit surged in all directions. When they spread to the palace wall, it caused the wall to tremble and grains of sand to fly up.
The moment the two of them took action, three figures with an aura no weaker than that of a senior Douzong walked out slowly below Di Han.
But as soon as these three people moved, they sensed that a strong person of the same level was targeting them.
"Are you the master of Lingdan Pavilion?"
On the throne, Di Han's eyes were like lightning, and he cast his eyes on Ye Yun who was standing on the Steller's eagle. His voice was cold and strong, "Give you a chance, dedicate the Lingdan Pavilion, and then surrender to me and become my subordinate." A dog can spare your life.”
