Super Alchemy King Reborn In City

Luo Yifeng smiled strangely as saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, "You are indeed very strong, but no matter how strong you are, you won't be able to escape the combination of me and the Infant Spirit." For you, I destroyed the baby god that I worshipped for thirty years. "    

    

Han Zhen's face was filled with disgust, "Your so-called Infant God is a disgusting thing that was refined using an unformed embryo?"    

    

Cultivatorzhong, only people who practiced demonic cultivation methods would refine such sinister and evil magical equipment.    

    

However, even for cultivators of the demonic path, the orthodox cultivation method was to absorb pure demonic energy to become stronger. Only low-level cultivators of the demonic path would use this method.    

    

And these people, even evil cultivators of the Devil Dao were slightly disdainful of them.    

    

Not to mention the orthodox Cultivator, such as Han Zhen.    

    

"That is a Nascent Soul. I refined it with great effort." Only the living infants of the corpses were qualified to become Infant Gods. His power is something you cannot imagine! " Luo Yifeng slowly crawled on all fours like a crawling baby.    

    

"Whiz!" A figure quickly flew past, heading straight for Han Zhen.    

    

Luo Yifeng's finger, which was as sharp as a dagger, pierced through Han Zhen's chest with a black light. "Die!"    

    

Han Zhen laughed. "With your speed …"    

    

Han Zhen casually grabbed Luo Yifeng's right palm and twisted it.    

    

"I have fused with a Nascent God. Not only is it incomparably fast, it is also invulnerable to swords and spears. My strength is unfathomable! If you want to compete in strength with me, then go die! " Luo Yifeng roared. His vertical yellow eyes were like that of a wild beast's.    

    

"Strength, hehe …" Han Zhen trained "Primordial Divine Body", even though it was only the first stage of the Silver Blood. However, he had already transformed one-tenth of the blood in his body into Silver Blood. Once the Silver Blood was ignited, his power would surge.    

    

As for the monster in front of him, it actually wanted to compete with him in strength.    

    

The veins on Luo Yifeng's arm bulged and exploded with power that was several times stronger than that of an ordinary person's. He grinned evilly as he twisted his arm.    

    

Han Zhen's intuition told him that the opponent's power was slightly stronger than before.    

    

To ordinary people, it was several times more than it was to Han Zhen.    

    

Crack!    

    

The sound of trees cracking was heard in the quiet villa.    

    

Luo Yifeng was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his twisted broken arm. After fusing with his Nascent Soul, he had lost all feeling of pain. His broken arm looked very strange in his eyes. "How could this be?"    

    

Han Zhen smiled and said: "What other tricks do you have? "Do not hesitate to use it, otherwise the next one to break it will be your neck."    

    

Leng Zhongwei looked at her Senior Martial Brother in astonishment. Even though she had used her own Nascent Soul, in front of this young man, she was still like a child facing an adult.    

    

Being played with effortlessly.    

    

He had not felt this way for decades.    

    

Ever since they had joined Yin Shen Sect and cultivated in the mysterious arts of Yin Shen Sect, they had obtained powers that ordinary people could not possess. This kind of power made them feel like gods in front of ordinary people.    

    

He was so high and mighty.    

    

And now, their identities were completely overturned in front of this young man. They were the real ordinary people, and the man in front of them was the real god.    

    

Luo Yifeng took two steps back, "There's no other way, I can only use my last move."    

    

Luo Yifeng began to breathe rapidly. Two black clouds entered his body along with his breath.