Killing System, the Ultimate Killer

"Ninth-grade elixir?!" Han Jiangxue was stunned.

This word only exists in legends.

Since the great changes in the world three thousand years ago, there has been no ninth-grade elixir until now.

"Can you refine a ninth-grade elixir!?"

Looking at Han Jiangxue's surprised eyes, Sheng Huaian pinched Han Jiangxue's flawless white cheeks.

"Why, don't you believe me?"

"No, no, this is really."

It's too shocking.

Ninth-grade elixir can already be called an immortal elixir, and it can only be refined by a strong person in the immortal realm.

Han Jiangxue looked at Sheng Huaian. If Sheng Huaian could really refine a ninth-grade elixir, then Han Wu Patriarch could really be saved.

Thinking of this, Han Jiangxue's eyes lit up, looking at Sheng Huaian, and then kissed him.

After a long while of love, Han Jiangxue's beautiful eyes were as gentle as water, and her cheeks were pink.

"Lord Sheng, you are so awesome!"

"Really? I have always been awesome, you know that!" Sheng Huaian smiled evilly. If he hadn't seen Han Jiangxue's big belly, he would have enforced the family law.

"Stop talking nonsense, make the elixir quickly, I'm afraid the ancestor can't hold on for much longer." Han Jiangxue pinched Sheng Huaian's waist.

"Okay, watch, see how your man shows his power!" Sheng Huaian pinched Han Jiangxue's chin.

If the two of them flirted like this, the majesty of the two emperors would be gone if people from the outside world saw it.

Sheng Huaian took out the Xuanhuo furnace and started to make elixir in the Yangxin Palace.

Watching the Dao fire rise, one by one, the extremely precious spiritual medicines from the outside world were thrown into the Xuanhuo furnace by Sheng Huaian.

As a pillow man, Han Jiangxue naturally knew the limit of Sheng Huaian's Dao Xiu Yang Shen Daquan.

For three thousand years, countless Tianjiao would be eclipsed in front of Sheng Huaian.

He practiced both martial arts and Taoism, and both reached the state of martial saint and Yang Shen. Five thousand years ago, there was no one as amazing as Sheng Huaian.

Countless resources of the entire Kunlun Dao Sect fell into Sheng Huaian's hands.

The spiritual medicine garden that Kunlun Dao Sect had cultivated for tens of thousands of years naturally fell into his pocket.

He also plundered countless spiritual medicines from the East China Sea.

It was just to refine a ninth-level healing pill. The spiritual medicines on him could still support it.

Soon, the rich fragrance of the pill came from the Yangxin Palace. Wang Zhan and other personal guards smelled the rich fragrance of the pill and felt their bodies lighten, as if the hidden diseases they had suffered for many years were all removed.

"It smells so good, what pill is the general refining!"

"Smelling this pill fragrance, I feel a few years younger."

"I feel my cultivation is increasing just by smelling it."

"Is the general refining an elixir?"

"Hurry up and sit cross-legged, practice the skills, and absorb the pill energy to practice." Wang Zhan said quickly.

A group of personal guards sat cross-legged to absorb the elixir energy and practice.

Gradually, the fragrance of the elixir enveloped the entire palace.

Countless people smelled this rich elixir fragrance.

"What kind of fragrance is so fragrant?"

"It feels like the fragrance of elixir. Could it be that someone in the palace is refining elixir?"

"The fragrance comes from the Yangxin Palace where Emperor Shengwu is. Could it be that Emperor Shengwu is refining elixir?"

"What kind of elixir is it? The fragrance of the elixir alone permeates the area for several miles."

Looking at Sheng Huaian's focused expression, Han Jiangxue loved Sheng Huaian at this moment.

It is said that women like focused men, and there is still some truth in it.

Especially when a handsome and handsome man looks focused, which woman doesn't love it.

She couldn't believe how sensational it would be when the whole world knew that Sheng Huaian could refine the ninth-level immortal elixir.

Ninth-level elixir is more difficult to refine than the eighth-level breakthrough elixir. This is also the first time Sheng Huaian has refined a ninth-level elixir.

Fortunately, it was only a ninth-level healing pill.

If it was a more difficult ninth-level pill, I'm afraid his success rate would be very low.

After a long time, the diffused pill fragrance instantly converged, and the light in the Xuanhuo furnace rushed into the sky.

The next moment, a round pill rushed into the sky, pierced through the palace, and the light was bright.

In Longyang City, countless people seemed to have sensed something, and they all looked up in the direction of the palace.

Since seeing a basin-sized light body in the sky above the palace, it was emitting a dazzling light.

"What is that?"

"Boom!!"

Thunder broke out in the clear sky, and a dazzling lightning struck down and hit the ball of light.

Countless people looked at this change, their eyes were stunned, what was going on?

After nine thunders struck, the basin-sized light ball condensed into the size of a pigeon egg.

But the light was even brighter, and the people of the entire Longyang City smelled a rich fragrance.

"What a nice smell!"

"Isn't that a pill?!" A Taoist monk who traveled the world looked at the ninth-level pill with a dull look.

"What kind of pill is so magical that it has to be baptized by thunder?!"

A martial artist asked. A martial artist didn't know how to make pills, so he naturally didn't know the shock of the Taoist monks seeing this scene.

The thunder disappeared, and the ninth-level pill that shone with brilliant light disappeared over the palace again.

Sheng Huaian looked at the pill in his palm, which had lost its light and fragrance. It was round and flawless, containing terrifying medicinal power and magnificent vitality.

This is a ninth-level healing pill. It's not an exaggeration to say that it can turn a dead person into a living corpse.

How can a pill that can heal the injuries of a martial emperor or a strong man in the realm of immortality be an ordinary product?

"Is this the ninth-level immortal pill?" Han Jiangxue looked at the pill in Sheng Huaian's hand with a brilliant look.

"Not bad!" Sheng Huaian nodded and handed the pill to Han Jiangxue with a smile.

Such an elixir can only be made into one pill!

Han Jiangxue took the elixir and looked at it carefully.

"Such a powerful vitality." Feeling the terrifying vitality in the elixir, Han Jiangxue couldn't help but say.

This elixir was surrounded by a trace of fairy light mist. Sheng Huaian naturally knew that this fairy light mist came from the same source as the fairy light on his Yangshen.

That is the secret power that belongs to the immortal realm.

"I'm going to deliver the elixir to my ancestor. Just wait here. Don't worry!" Sheng Huaian said.

"Um!"

Han Jiangxue nodded. Facing the almost omnipotent Sheng Huaian, she felt extremely at ease. She touched her belly involuntarily, feeling the two powerful lives in her womb, and she showed a sweet smile.

If at first, he was just coveting Sheng Huaian’s pure Yang essence and Sheng Huaian’s beauty and power!

Now she can be said to have completely fallen.

Sheng Huaian stroked Han Jiangxue's hair and kissed Han Jiangxue's forehead before leaving for Luojing.

Soon, word came out in the palace that Emperor Shengwu had refined an elixir.

The entire Longyang City was in a state of excitement, with countless people talking about it.

The eyes of the Taoist monks flickered.

The elixir was a ninth-level elixir, so it could be called an elixir.

Is it possible that Emperor Shengwu is really capable of refining a ninth-level elixir?

Sheng Huaian was extremely fast and arrived at Luojing in one day.

Today's Luojing is showing signs of decline as its political center has moved to Longyang City.

But this was the former capital of the Wei Dynasty, and now it is also a palace, with a large army still stationed there.

The Han royal family is also in Luojing.

When Sheng Huaian arrived, the soldiers guarding the palace naturally recognized Sheng Huaian.

"See His Majesty Emperor Wu!"

One by one, the soldiers saluted respectfully towards Sheng Huaian, their eyes full of admiration and enthusiasm.

His Majesty, Emperor Wu, is now the real founder of the Tianwu Emperor Dynasty and the pillar of the Tianwu Emperor Dynasty.

The object of admiration by countless armies!

From a humble scholar at the border, he rose up step by step, killing enemies, and grew into an unparalleled powerhouse, the best in the world, unified the world, and established the Tianwu Emperor.

That man who is a soldier does not worship him fanatically!

"Well, keep your position well!" Sheng Huaian nodded with a smile.

Arriving at the royal arsenal, Han Shan was still guarding the entrance of the arsenal.

"Uncle!" Sheng Huai saluted.

The Han royal family already knew about the relationship between Sheng Huaian and Han Jiangxue.

"Huai'an, you're here, the ancestor is on the ninth floor." Han Shan forced a smile.

The ancestor of the Han family is dying. He really can't be happy.

"Don't be sad, uncle, I am here to save my ancestor!" Sheng Huaian said with a smile.

"Seriously?"

When Han Shan heard that Sheng Huaian said he was here to save his ancestor, his lips trembled, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, as if he saw hope and his face was full of expectation.

"Seriously!" Sheng Huaian nodded with a smile.

"Let's go!" Han Shan ignored him and pulled Sheng Huaian and ran up to the ninth floor.

On the ninth floor of the arsenal, Han Wu had white hair, his whole body was extremely old, his face was gray, and his body was filled with the aura of death.

Seeing Han Shan pull Sheng Huai'an in, Han Wu said: "You are impatient. No matter how old you are, you still don't know how to be steady."

"Ancestor, Huai'an said he could save you!" Han Shan said excitedly.

Han Wu looked at Sheng Huaian with a face full of relief: "Good boy, my life has expired. Coupled with the onset of a hidden illness, I have only a few days left to live. How can I defy the odds with my human strength?"

"I just can't watch your and that girl Xue'er's children grow up!"

Han Wu's eyes were full of gray and dimness.

After practicing for nearly five hundred years, I am no match for the fate of heaven. In the end, I am still a pile of bones! !