Chapter 807

"The elder is asking the teacher to participate in the alchemy conference."

Zhang Junlan was quite surprised when he heard the words of the dead ninth layer, Liu Qingyang and the others were all the same.

Originally thought that the Holy Soul Academy would send invitations to the Dragon Temple, but the death nine directly asked, and the invitations were omitted.

How much face does it take to be able to get the request of the Great Elder of the Holy Soul Academy, Jiuzhong?

"Palace Master, it's time for our Dragon God Alliance to grow. We just use this alchemy conference to extend the alliance's power to Beixuanyu. If the alchemy conference, if the hall master is a blockbuster, there will definitely be many forces willing. Join our alliance." Yi Tianqing hurriedly whispered.

"Palace Master, Yi Tianqing is right, this is a good opportunity." Ye Tianwei also hurriedly whispered.

"Is it the alchemy conference?" Feng Wuchen was slightly surprised, but he didn't hear Zhang Junlan talking about it.

"I heard that the Lord of the Dragon God Temple is a seventh-grade alchemist, and his realm is so high that it can be said to be beyond the reach of countless geniuses. If the Lord of the Dragon God Temple participates in the alchemy conference, he will definitely be famous in the mainland. At this alchemy conference, the genius alchemists of the entire continent will meet. Come and participate." Xing Jiuzhong smiled happily, seemingly complimenting, but in fact he was throwing the bait.

The third elder, Yang Xuantong, added: "The first elder is right. With the realm of the seventh-rank alchemy master of the Dragon God Temple, he will definitely overwhelm the heroes with his skills!"

"There is no problem with participating in the alchemy conference, but I can't guarantee that I will have time." Since the elder of the Holy Spirit Academy personally begged, Feng Wuchen was embarrassed to refuse, but Feng Wuchen didn't dare to make a ticket if he could participate.

Now the power of time has not been found, and I don't know how much time it will take to find it, and the alchemy conference will start in two months. Feng Wuchen dare not say that the power of time can be found within two months.

"This..." Feng Wuchen's answer, couldn't help but let the dead nine layers stunned.

What else can you do when you don't have time? What's more, there are still two months, what important things can't be completed as soon as possible?

"I'll try my best." Feng Wuchen shrugged.

Feng Wuchen is a seventh-grade alchemist, but none of them can sense the existence of the slightest soul power in Feng Wuchen's body.

You must know that in addition to the ninth-level death, the second elder Huan Ji is a seventh-grade blacksmith, the third elder Yang Xuantong is a seventh-grade artifact refiner, and the fourth elder Nalan Ruxue is not allowed to come, he is an eighth-grade inscription master .

The four of them have a detached status in the mainland, and their realm is unfathomable.

It is such a terrifying existence, they can't see that Feng Wuchen has soul power.

Because of this, they were very curious. After all, in their early twenties, no one in the mainland could step into the realm of a seventh-grade alchemist.

Feng Wuchen didn't know what they were thinking about at the Nineth Stage of Death. They just wanted to make sure whether Feng Wuchen was a seventh-grade alchemist.

"I have already exorcised a lot of cold poison. I will pay more attention in the future. Even if the cold poison occurs, it can be suppressed. If there is nothing else, we will leave first." Feng Wuchen slowly stood up and said lightly.

A lot of time has been delayed, and Feng Wuchen wants to return to the Abyss of Sumeru as soon as possible.

"Dragon God Hall Master, are you really at the level of a seventh-grade alchemist?"

Sure enough, Dead Jiuzhong couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen stimulated a ray of soul power, and the soul power of the seventh-grade alchemist realm spread instantly. Although it was only a ray of soul power, it was very domineering.

In the blink of an eye, the domineering soul force instantly flooded the entire hall.

The domineering soul force made the five elders of the Nine Deadly Layers extremely shocked, and they all stiffened on the spot, staring at Feng Wuchen in stunned silence.

But it's also fleeting!

It disappeared in a blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared before, and there was a feeling of hallucination.

"Elders, farewell." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, and then walked out of the hall.

"Brother Feng, they were all shocked by your soul power, I'm afraid they won't hear what you said." Liu Qingyang said with a sullen smile.

Feng Wuchen shook his head: "Let's go."

Feng Wuchen's group left the hall, and they were still in shock at the death nine layers, as if they had been immobilized by Feng Wuchen.

"Hey, they're out!"

"What happened just now? It's a strange feeling. A powerful soul force disappeared in an instant. Is it an illusion?"

"It should be an illusion, it can't all disappear in an instant."

The students outside, geniuses with soul power, were very puzzled, and the students' eyes swept to Feng Wuchen.

"Lord of the Dragon God, how is it? Has the elder deacon's cold poison been expelled?" Shangguan Yunyun was the first to ask when he saw Feng Wuchen's group coming out, looking very worried.

"Expelled most of them." Feng Wuchen said calmly, the clouds were clear and the wind was clear, as if expelling the ancient cold poison was just a trivial matter.

"Expelled most of them?" Shangguan Yunyun's expressions were shocked, and their eyes instantly enlarged to the extreme.

That was the cold poison caused by the ancient ice, and Feng Wuchen was able to expel most of it!

Glancing at the unbelievable Shangguan Yunyun, Feng Wuchen said with a smile: "Teacher Shangguan, we still have important things to do, so let's say goodbye first."

"Many...Thanks to the Dragon God Temple Master!" Instructor Yang and several people quickly thanked them, and their voices were a bit intermittent.

The dean and the first elder couldn't even help Ouyang Mingxuan to expel most of the cold poison. Feng Wuchen had only gone in for less than a quarter of an hour, but he had exorcised most of it!

"Did the Dragon God Hall Master really help the deacon elders get rid of most of the cold poison?" Yang Yiyun's face was full of disbelief.

"The deacon elders are in the realm of transformation, and the elders are in the realm of eighth-grade alchemists. There is no way to expel the cold poison. How can Feng Wuchen do it? No matter how strong he is, he still does not have the realm of transformation, right?" Qin The instructor said sluggishly, his expression stiff.

"What kind of magical power does he have? He can expel the cold poison so easily?" Another teacher was also full of shock.

is it possible?

Shangguan Yunyun and the others rushed into the hall to find out.

"Seventh-grade alchemist!"

"Absolutely can't go wrong! He really is the realm of the seventh grade!"

"Soul power is so majestic and domineering! It is close to the soul power of this old man's eighth-rank realm!"

"The youngest genius alchemist in the mainland! There is a monstrous genius alchemist in the mainland!"

After Shangguan Yunyun and several others rushed in, they all woke up from the shock.

They have cultivated for many years before they are in the realm they are today. Feng Wuchen is only twenty years old, and already has the realm of a seventh-grade alchemist. It is conceivable what a terrifying talent this is.

Seeing the shocked voices of the five dead nine layers here, Shangguan Yunyun and the others were completely stunned.

"He... Who is he holy?" Shangguan Yunyun was puzzled and shocked. He had never seen such a terrifying genius like Feng Wuchen. (To be continued)
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