Chapter 5089: Another Last

The scenery here on Phantom Spirit Island is pleasant, and there is a kind of rich soul and spiritual energy inside. Even if you sit cross-legged casually, you can feel the energy like the essence of the sun and the moon covering your whole body.

Soon, an extremely strong fragrance wafted from Jia Qi's furnace.

Then there are Hua Junhui and Hua Lingshan.

The three of them also opened their eyes almost from front to back.

Many people were startled immediately and opened their eyes one after another.

"Separated?"

Many people got up together, with a certain curiosity in their eyes.

Hua Ling and Tang Lu were smiling.

They are very confident in their family members and students.

Moreover, not to mention the two-pattern celestial spirit pill, they can refine even the three-pattern celestial spirit pill, not to mention the psychic liquid in the separation elixir.

Even some of the veteran Tianling alchemists present felt inferior.

Although not all of them were able to separate the spirit liquid with the power of flames and soul in such a short period of time, it was enough to make people feel proud.

After all, refining a good panacea is not something that can be done overnight.

Thinking about it, the refining of Erwen Tianling Pill, even with a Tianling alchemist like Hua Ling, you will need a long time to refine it.

Of course, they can refine such low-grade spirit pills in a big furnace, and it is absolutely impossible to refine them one by one.

For alchemists such as Hua Ling and Tang Lu, the real challenge is the Eight Patterns Heavenly Spirit Pill or the Nine Patterns Heavenly Spirit Pill.

This top-level celestial spirit pill needs at least one month of refining, and some are rare even for several months, or even more than a year, not to mention the divine spirit pill.

Closer to home.

Ten main medicines and four auxiliary medicines were suspended one after another on the furnaces of Jia Qi, Hua Junhui and Hua Lingshan.

The night colors of these spiritual fluids were all colorful, and they all became a ball, and then separated and suspended.

Some of the Hedao Realm or the Feather Transformation Realm feel extremely distressed.

There is actually no way to fuse back the spirit liquid separated from the spirit pill, and a two-pattern sky spirit pill is already scrapped.

But for Fu Shu, this level of panacea can be refined casually, and it can be said that it is like a waste product.

There is no time limit for the third round, but after Jia Qi and Hua Junhui separated the spirit liquid, another Tianling alchemist also separated in ten minutes.

And the student of Jing Yong's earth spirit alchemist also made it half an hour later.

Immediately following was Ling Qing, and then Duanmu Shilan. The only one who was still sitting cross-legged was Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu once again became the focus of everyone present.

From Jia Qi, Hua Junhui, and Hua Lingshan who spent one day and one night, to Duanmu Shilan who spent one day and five hours, until now, many people have no expectations for the winner of this round. up.

Obviously, the others are here to set off. The heaviest winner is naturally one of Jia Qi, Hua Junhui, and Hua Lingshan.

After all, there is only one copy of Good Fortune, and it is naturally impossible for all three of them to have it. The final decision-making power is of course owned by Fu Shu.

"In the end, the final winner should be determined according to the purity of the separated spiritual fluid." Someone said.

Obviously, everyone ignored Xiao Yu who was still immersed in it.

"Hehe, Gongsun Jin, this is your so-called Maxima? He seems to be still separating the spiritual liquid." Tang Lu sneered.

Jia Qi looked contemptuous, Hua Junhui looked disdainful, and Hua Lingshan looked a little indifferent.

Before Gongsun Jin boasted that Xiao Yu was in the sky, but not in the ground, what about now?

So what if the spirit liquid is separated? In terms of time, Xiao Yu spent too much time, and it was definitely not pure.

Gongsun Jin remained silent, completely ignoring it.

Another three hours passed, but Xiao Yu still remained silent.

Tang Lu couldn't bear it anymore.

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