Chapter 1215: Did you give up

Where did this guy come from, nonsense, how could it not be able to melt with the holy son of Jinzhou, did you feel calmer without seeing the pill furnace? Where's the idiot?

The crowd was speechless, full of dissatisfaction with Qin Chen.

Only some alchemists who heard Qin Chen's words before were all surprised and uncertain.

"One!"

Qin Chen stood with his hand in his hand, coldly looking at the pill furnace in front of him, ignoring the gaze and anger of other people at all, and began to count freely.

"two!"

"three!"

"Four!" His unscrupulously reported counts aroused the anger of the crowd even more. A Tier 6 pharmacist suddenly stood up and pointed at him and shouted: Where is the kid? How can you comment and talk nonsense about the refining of Shengzi Jinzhou and Master Zhao Ruhui? Which kid are you from? you

Where's your family? "

The old man also looked at Qin Chen and wanted to know his origins, but Qin Chen ignored everyone's accusations and just continued without anyone else: "Five!"

This behavior immediately angered everyone, and they stood up and shouted: "Whose child? Adults won't come out again, we are going to blast him out!"

"Boom out? I think I still grabbed it, waiting for his adult to come and get it!"

"Yes, slander the Saint Jinzhou, don't show him a little color, I really think that there is no one to discipline."

"A bear kid like this has long wanted to teach it."

"In my opinion, it is better to strip your clothes naked and hang them on the top of the Dan Pavilion for everyone to enjoy them."

"Damn, you old lady!"

Qin Chen turned a deaf ear, his lips lightly said, "Six!"

As the word "six" fell and buzzed, the pill furnace that had calmed down again trembled. This time, the aura of the riot was even more terrifying, more than several times stronger than before, a breath that ruined the world. Then diffused out.

Zhao Ruhui and Jinzhou Shengzi on the high platform changed their faces at the same time, as if they had discovered something incredible, their eyes were full of shock.

"How come, why is this?" Jin Zhou Shengzi lost consciousness, staring blankly at the trembling pill furnace, who was obviously unable to hold on, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

The pill furnace was constantly shaking and roaring, and it made a real roar. The Taoist aura that permeated became more and more terrifying. The spiritual suppression exerted by Zhao Ruhui and Jinzhou Shengzi completely lost its effect, and they retreated steadily.

"how come?"

"Isn't it going to explode?"

"This breath is terrible. The pill furnace exploded due to the seventh-grade Feixue Pill. Who can live unless the Martial Emperor is strong?"

"hiss!"

The crowd shook and sucked in air-conditioning. The pill furnace hadn't exploded yet, and the escaping breath had already made everyone's hearts tremble. There was a feeling of death coming. Once it exploded, how terrifying would it be? No one dared to guess.

"It's this kid, it must be this kid who moved something and grabbed him." The sixth-rank alchemist roared, and he leaped towards Qin Chen.

"Seven!" A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Chen's mouth, everything was under his control.

The old man was shocked. He saw the changes in Zhao Ruhui's and Jin Zhou Shengzi's expressions and knew that it was going to be bad. His face was shocked and unimaginable. He looked at the confident Qin Chen in shock, and his heart was even more terrifying.

In front of them are the two seventh-rank alchemists, and their violent medicinal powers cannot be suppressed even when the two of them work together. How could this young man see so much earlier?

Just when the sixth-rank alchemist was about to rush in front of Qin Chen, the pill furnace on the high platform slammed for a while, and a terrifying shock wave spread out, causing everyone on the court to be dizzy and almost fell.

The sixth-rank alchemist's figure also shook, his face turned pale, and he turned his head in amazement.

This is the precursor to the explosion of the pill furnace.

The pill furnace has not yet exploded, and the power it radiates is so terrible. Once it explodes, how many people on the court will survive?

Some of the pharmacists who knew how to be great changed their faces and roared: "Quickly, tell the outside to open the protective cover."

"Run!"

Everyone was in a panic and roared one by one.

Zhao Ruhui's expression also changed drastically, and he anxiously said to Saint Child Jinzhou, "Master Saint, is there any other way? Once the pill furnace explodes, the consequences will be disastrous. It must be stabilized!"

"This...what can I do? I can't control it, I can't control it at all, Master Zhao Ruhui, your refining mistakes are full of mistakes, and now it is completely irreparable. Forgive me that the Son can do nothing."

Jinzhou Shengzi's face was ugly, and he directly withdrew his hands, flew away from the hall, ignoring the pill furnace on the stage.

"Holy Son of Jinzhou?" Zhao Ruhui's face changed drastically. Pill furnace lost the control of Son of Jinzhou. He only felt a counter-shock coming from him. He spit out blood, and his face was pale as paper instantly.

He couldn't believe it, Jinzhou Shengzi actually left him and ran away alone.

Losing the control of the Saint Child of Jinzhou, the fluctuation of the pill furnace became more and more intense, Zhao Ruhui's face changed, and countless thoughts turned in his heart, but in the end he gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted: "Everyone, run, the pill furnace is about to explode! "

The sound rumbling, shocked the audience, almost falling down.

And Zhao Ruhui himself stared at the pill furnace in front of him. There was a bit of determination in his eyes, and the mental power in his body was urged to the extreme, and he crazily suppressed the pill furnace in front of him.

He knew that it was impossible to recover the explosion of the pill furnace. All he could do now was to suppress the time of the explosion of the pill furnace. One more second would be one second. Perhaps one second would have more time. The man escaped from the lecture hall.

As for himself?

I can't manage that much anymore.

"What? Holy Son Jinzhou ran away?"

"Damn, really want to explode!"

"It's over, Master Zhao Ruhui didn't even run. If you continue to suppress it, the power of the explosion will eventually be greater. By doing this, he is sacrificing himself and perfecting others."

The crowd looked at Zhao Ruhui on the high platform in shock, with an expression of admiration on his face, and at the same time the gaze at Qin Chen became extremely shocked.

He was really guessed by this kid.

Qin Chen stopped counting, looked at the old man with a pale face and said with a smile: "How is it? Have you surrendered?"

The old man felt the energy transmitted from the pill furnace, the chaotic scene, and Zhao Ruhui's expression of giving up for justice, suddenly understood that he was weak, and smiled bitterly: "How did you know it would explode?"

As he said, he raised his hand to release a terrifying barrier, and joined forces with several eighth-order martial emperors in the hall to place a defensive shield.

"You don't need to know this, you just say if you have given up."

"Okay, okay, I surrendered, your kid still not running?"

Seeing Qin Chen's calm look, the old man looked speechless. At this time, he is still struggling to admit defeat, isn't this kid afraid of death?