The miracle doctor comes down the mountain: The beautiful CEO wants to support me

The alchemy showdown is about to begin!

Xiao Yi and Mo Lang have placed their respective alchemy furnaces in front of them.

This time, the Shennong Ding once again made a huge sacrifice in appearance, which was even more miserable than last time.

Even so, Cai Chang, who was wearing a hood and hiding in the crowd, was recognized at a glance.

"Could it be... this is Xiao Yi's confidence?"

Cai Chang guessed that this alchemy cauldron was the one that Ji Yue used that day.

On the stage, with the old man's command, the competition officially began. The time was twenty minutes.

At this moment, Mo Lang was under great pressure and was carefully thinking about what to do next.

His ultimate goal was no longer to refine the Nine-Patterned Qingyang Pill, but to make Xiao Yi admit defeat and be defeated first!

Xiao Yi, who was standing opposite him, faced the Shennong Ding with his eyes slightly closed.

"Brother Ding."

Xiao Yi showed his courtesy and told Shennong Ding about his plan to refine the Nine-Patterned Qingyang Pill.

"Why do you have to drag me into this if you want to show off? Have you discussed this with me?"

Shennong Ding was speechless.

"Well... you can't say that. Who am I doing this for? Of course it's for your master Yueyue, right? Well, she's fine, you..."

Xiao Yi said.

"Alright, alright, I'm impressed by your eloquence. There's no problem with refining the elixir, but you can't always make me look like this. Don't you think my artifact has any dignity?"

"It is because you are a divine weapon that you cannot be exposed."

Xiao Yi complimented him a few more times before he calmed down this "ancestor".

There was no way. It was impossible for him to refine the Nine-Patterned Qingyang Pill by himself.

After the communication ended, a barely perceptible smile flashed across Xiao Yi's lips, and he felt relieved.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Mo Lang had already started to move and two minutes had passed.

Many people stared at him, confused. What was going on? Did he need to perform a ritual before refining the elixir?

Xiao Yi glanced at Ji Yue, gave her a look, and started his hands moving.

As a flame rose up, the temperature around it suddenly rose!

Soon, Xiao Yi waved his hand, and the first batch of medicinal herbs slowly fell into the Shennong Ding.

Then, he began to release the internal energy of his Dantian towards the Shennong Ding.

In the early stages, the two were relatively stable in terms of rhythm and state, and nothing could be seen at all.

Just like that, after more than ten minutes, all the medicinal materials in the hands of the two men had fallen into the furnace.

A delicate fragrance emanated from the two people's alchemy furnaces and drifted throughout the venue.

Everyone held their breath and stared at Xiao Yi and the other two, knowing very well that what was to come was the key.

Mo Lang was still constantly forcing his internal energy into the alchemy furnace. To refine the Nine-Patterned Qingyang Pill, he would definitely need more internal energy to support it.

Fortunately, he had taken a large amount of pills before entering to support his consumption.

But this alchemy furnace can only handle eight-pattern Qingyang Pills, not nine-pattern ones...

Snapped!Snapped!

There was a crackling sound coming from the alchemy furnace, and a red flame at the bottom of the furnace flashed a purple halo.

hum!

The alchemy furnace trembled slightly, and the pressure swept out dozens of meters, with terrifying power!

Gradually, his face became a little haggard. After feeling the alchemy furnace absorbing his internal energy on its own, he hurriedly practiced his mental skills and began to control the rhythm as much as possible.

This is an extremely difficult and dangerous process!

The speed of the internal energy transmission and whether it is controlled properly will directly affect the final result. Once there is a mistake, not only will all the previous efforts be wasted, but his risk factor will also be huge!

Even so, he couldn't help but secretly glance at Xiao Yi, and couldn't help but smile in his heart, feeling a little relieved.

At this time, Xiao Yi was lukewarm and motionless.

In Mo Lang's eyes, Xiao Yi was just being stubborn and probably had already given up.

"Brother Ding, you can't go back on your word."

Xiao Yi muttered to himself and continued to exert his strength.

In an instant, surging true energy rushed towards the Shennong Ding, and a blue flame shot up into the sky!

The next second, the heat wave swept across nearly a hundred meters with its pressure, and the surrounding magnetic field changed drastically in an instant, and even the void was somewhat distorted!

"Anyway, you are the one bragging. It won't be a problem for me to refine seven or eight patterns. You don't even need to do anything. But for this ninth pattern, you and I will need our cooperation."

Shennong Ding spoke.

"I see!"

Xiao Yi responded, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Soon, he felt the temperature in his dantian suddenly rise a lot.

"what happened?"

Xiao Yi frowned and quickly thought of Long Ling.

"I'll go, can you please not make trouble at this time?"

Xiao Yi was a little distracted, trying his best to comfort Long Ling. He was also afraid that the little guy would suddenly show up at this critical moment, and then he would not be able to explain and continue to refine the pill.

"What are you mumbling about, kid?"

Shennong Ding was speechless. He had just said that they should work together at the critical moment, but this guy was deserting his post?

"No...nothing."

Xiao Yi tried his best to suppress certain thoughts, and his mental method was running wildly.

boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard from inside the Shennong Ding, and the body of the Ding trembled slightly.

"Oh my god! Is the furnace going to explode?"

"Are we getting too close? This is too dangerous."

"No, Xiao Yi has this much strength, why did he brag just now? Isn't this a slap in the face?"

"Let's see if he can hold on first..."

Many people, various discussions.

Most people don't think highly of Xiao Yi. This guy is either silent or extremely unstable when he does move. How can he defeat Mo Lang?

Without waiting for everyone to think about it, Mo Lang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, but did not stop and continued with difficulty.

There are only five minutes left.

boom!

Mo Lang's alchemy furnace suddenly jumped up, and at the same time, a terrifying pressure burst out!

Then, the alchemy furnace seemed to have come to life and began to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

On the alchemy furnace, flames exploded from time to time, but the violent crackling sounds inside became much duller.

This scene really shocked everyone.

Mo Qiu's eyes flashed. It seemed that he had really underestimated his younger brother.

If it weren’t for today’s alchemy showdown, I’m afraid this strength would continue to be hidden.

Mo Lang's eyes were red and he clenched his teeth, but his face looked heavy and paler, and his whole body began to tremble.

At this time, the internal strength in his Dantian had already been exhausted. If he continued, even if the furnace did not explode, he would be out of control.

Once the alchemy furnace loses control, he will be sucked dry alive!

"puff!"

Another large mouthful of blood came out, and Mo Lang was a little panicked. Should he give up or continue?

He looked at Xiao Yi again. The latter's alchemy cauldron was just floating slowly in the air without much movement.

He felt that given Xiao Yi's current condition, it would be very difficult for him to refine the Nine-Patterned Qingyang Pill.

If this is the case, then even if the ninth pattern of the pill cannot be completely solidified, he can still defeat Xiao Yi.

Based on these considerations, he quickly made his choice...

Xiao Yi on the opposite side also felt tremendous pressure.

Fortunately, he has confirmed that Long Ling is not causing trouble, but is helping him.

At this time, the Shennong Ding was hanging in the air, slowly rotating and emitting a halo of light.

"Brother Ding, there's only one minute left..."

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and began to tremble.

"Not urgent."

Shennong Ding is indifferent.

"You want to kill me? That won't do you any good."

Xiao Yi was speechless. This ancestor really was talking without any pain in his waist.

"You say, isn't it too low-key for the two of us to refine the Nine-Patterned Qingyang Pill just like this?"

Shennong Ding Dao.

"what you up to?"

Xiao Yi frowned, a bad premonition flashed across his mind...