1272. Chapter 1272 The talent is similar to that of a monster!

She was very satisfied with her performance just now.

Almost reached his peak state.

Then, a faint aroma wafted out of the medicine cauldron.

Although the aroma was very light, it was very soft and long, and it quickly spread to everyone's noses on and off the stage.

Suddenly someone shouted loudly.

"It smells like medicine!"

"Someone has already practiced it!"

"Look who it is?"

They all first set their sights on Chi Xiangwan.

However, Chi Xiangwan's medicine cauldron was sealed tightly.

The look on her face was one of concentration.

Her supporters were immediately disappointed.

If it wasn't Chi Xiangwan, who would it be?

Everyone's eyes were quickly searching among the crowd.

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly.

"Look, it's Miss Ye!"

Everyone looked at Ye Qingli.

Ye Qingli had already put away his hands at this time.

From the medicine cauldron, a hint of fragrance floated out.

"Miss Ye practiced it first!"

Immediately someone screamed loudly.

He laughed with great excitement.

"I'm going to win this time, hahaha!"

As for Chi Xiangwan's supporters, they looked like they were mourning for their heirs.

how could be?

Miss Chi is the genius of Daluo and the pride of Fengyi City!

How could he lose to Ye Qingli?

Luo Qingyan shouted even louder.

"Xiang Wan will lose to that little bitch? Bah!"

Someone has already shouted: "Why are you so anxious? This competition is about overall measurement. In addition to speed, the quality and difficulty of the alchemy are also important indicators. Now we don't know who will win!"

"that is!"

Luo Qingyan said with a sneer: "And now the elixir has just taken shape. Whether it can be mastered in the end is still unknown. What is there to be proud of?"

"Pooh!"

Bi Xuan counterattacked without hesitation.

"Do you think Sister Qingli is you? How could she make such a low-level mistake?"

At this time, Ye Qingli was still looking at the medicine cauldron in front of him with all his concentration.

Although she had put away her hands, the changes in the aura inside were still within her control.

She sensitively discovered that there seemed to be some kind of mutation during the formation process of the elixir.

There seemed to be an inexplicable aura spreading around.

Suddenly someone exclaimed: "Look, clouds!"

A golden cloud slowly floated from the sky and enveloped the high platform.

Constantly changing various shapes, like flying flames.

Many knowledgeable people stood up.

"Is this a calamity cloud?"

"It's Dan Jie!"

"How could someone actually cause a calamity?"

"This is a situation that only a sixth-level alchemist can occur!"

Ning Cangqing's face turned livid at this moment.

What that man said was right.

Only alchemists with excellent refining quality will suffer from the calamity of elixirs.

Generally speaking, this situation only happens to alchemists above level six.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

That is, this person has a very high talent!

The talent is so talented that it seems like a monster, far surpassing all of them!

Could it be that she is already so powerful?

The way he looked at Ye Qingli was filled with murderous intent!

Ye Qingli herself did not expect that when she was refining the elixir, an elixir disaster would occur again.

It seems that his performance is very good.

You know, even she is not sure that she can easily refine such a high-quality elixir.