Supreme Martial Artist

It was a fist-sized, red crystal stone.

There were flames beating inside, and a black shadow could be vaguely seen swimming around.

"This is the crystal of the alchemy beast. After hatching, it can help you make alchemy."

Ye Xinghe looked overjoyed when he heard this.

The alchemy beast is a divine beast of alchemy, extremely rare! Even in the Great Yan Dynasty, there were no more than a hundred owners! More importantly, controlling the alchemy beast to refine elixirs can improve the quality of the elixirs.

It can even refine elixirs that are higher than the perfect elixir! Thinking of this, Ye Xinghe's eyes were full of heat, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Lu, for giving me such a great gift."

Lu Mingsheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "You won this thing, you don't need to thank me."

"However, this alchemy beast is under seal and cannot be used."

"It must be fed with red flame sky fire crystals to unblock it."

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and asked: "Senior Lu, where should I find this Crimson Flame Sky Fire Crystal?"

Lu Mingsheng smiled slightly: "You don't have to worry about this."

"Although the red flame sky fire crystals are rare, they can also be found in the Great Flame Emperor's capital."

"At that time, when I return to the Imperial Capital, I will help you find out its whereabouts."

Ye Xinghe once again thanked him and put away the alchemy beast crystal.

At this point, the alchemy competition is completely over.

Ye Xinghe left the martial arts arena and returned to the Zhengfeng Tower.

As soon as he entered the room, Ye Lingxi came forward to greet him.

She was mysterious and whispered: "Brother, I discovered a secret!"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "What is so mysterious?"

Ye Lingxi closed the door, made the magic formula in her hand, and waved her robe sleeves.

Between the waving of the sleeves, a little blue light bloomed quietly.

On her fingertips, the blue light was extremely bright and condensed into a single word.

"Lingshan, since the alchemy competition has become snobbish, I must win the first place in the martial arts competition!"

"If we don't get the leader of this year's competition, our plan will not be able to continue."

Ye Xinghe's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said coldly: "What is this?"

"It looks like someone sent a message to Chu Lingshan?"

Ye Lingxi nodded and said, "Brother, this is a message I intercepted using the Qingtian Sect's secret technique."

"This message sent thousands of miles is from Da Chu."

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, lowered his head and thought for a moment.

"Da Chu must have other conspiracies, and it is by no means as simple as destroying Da Qin."

"Lingxi, you must pay close attention to the follow-up messages."

Ye Lingxi's face was full of seriousness and she nodded vigorously: "Brother, don't worry!"

"I will definitely pay close attention to find out Da Chu's secret."

Ye Xinghe raised the corners of his mouth slightly, touched his sister's head, and said with a smile: "You have really grown up."

"I didn't expect that one day you would be more powerful than my brother and you would be able to discover such secrets."

Ye Lingxi smiled like a flower and pushed Ye Xinghe towards the inner room.

"Brother, go practice quickly, I will continue to investigate the news."

"Okay, I won't disturb you."

Ye Xinghe shook his head and chuckled, and then warned: "However, you still have to pay attention to rest."

"I know, brother, go practice quickly."

Ye Lingxi scolded him and pushed him into the inner room.

Ye Xinghe smiled and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Tomorrow is the martial arts competition, and I will definitely not let Da Chu succeed!"

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he turned his palm and took out the Tianxuan Spirit Gathering Pill.

Ye Xinghe took a deep breath and took the pill.

The elixir melts instantly in the mouth, and its warming medicinal power flows into the Dantian.

He instantly felt that pure spiritual power was flying around his Dantian and traveling around his body.

The medicinal power is continuously transformed into the power of Shen Gang as guided by Shen Gang, and condenses into the eighth Shen Gang Essence.

The brilliance is dense, and the divine power is condensed! The eighth Divine Gang Essence becomes more and more rounded.

A powerful aura emanated.

Ye Xinghe's strength also continued to soar.

The pure spiritual power has reached its extreme, pouring into the eighth Divine Gang Essence, and is about to reach its peak! There is only one step left to break through! But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother, get up quickly, we are going to compete soon."

Hearing the sound, Ye Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

At this time, it was already bright.

He glanced at the sky, shook his head and chuckled: "I didn't expect that the night would pass so quickly."

"But the medicinal power has not been fully refined yet, so we cannot break through to the ninth level of the Tianhe Realm. It seems we can only wait for another chance."

Thinking of this, he stood up and pushed the door open.

"Brother, hurry up, Grandpa Bai has already urged me twice."

Ye Lingxi quickly picked him up and walked out.

When the brother and sister came to the hall, Bai Chengqian and others were already waiting.

"Xinghe, I'm waiting for you."

Bai Chengqian was quite impatient and waved: "Hurry up and follow me to participate in the Six Nations Competition."

Then, Ye Xinghe and others quickly walked forward and arrived at the martial arts stage.

At this time, the area around the martial arts arena was already crowded with people from all six countries.

Spectators from all over the world also gathered in the stands.

Ye Xinghe looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Chu Lingshan.

Chu Lingshan's face was sinister and his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

He felt the gaze and suddenly turned around to look.

Then, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Ye Xinghe, you will die in this competition!"

"Noisy!"

Ye Xinghe shouted coldly and turned his head to stop looking at him.

Within a moment, a black-robed deacon walked onto the martial arts stage.

The black-robed deacon looked around and said loudly: "This competition is divided into two parts!"

"The first match is a 100-person melee. Each country must send ten disciples to compete on stage."

"It is divided into four arenas. On each arena, there are ten contestants fighting each other until two winners emerge."

Originally, it should be a six-nation competition, but because Zhao and Wei were expelled, only four countries remained.

Therefore, only the top eight will be selected for the competition.

Ye Xinghe, led by him, followed by Liu Qingyue and other Beidou Sword School disciples, came forward to draw lots.

After a round of drawing lots, each one was different.

The wooden sign in Ye Xinghe's hand had four words engraved on it, which was the fourth match.

Most of the other disciples were in other matches.

Only Liu Qingyue was slightly surprised, holding up the sign and smiling: "Junior Brother Ye, I am also in the fourth match."

Ye Xinghe smiled and nodded: "That's the best, I can guarantee that you will win the first round."

At this time, there was a low sound of an ancient bell! Dongdongdong! After a low bell sound, the game began! In the first match, ten contestants took the stage one after another.

Ye Xinghe didn't know most of the people, only Qi Chumo was an acquaintance.

Ye Xinghe looked at Qi Chumo and smiled: "Brother Qi, we must win the game."

Qi Chumo heard this and smiled confidently: "Brother Ye, don't worry, I will definitely win this first game!"

Then, the game began! On the stage, disciples from various countries gathered together and attacked other countries.

Qi Chumo was guarded by three people.

The result came out in just a cup of tea.

The four people from Da Qi knocked the remaining disciples off the stage.