Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Xi was stupefied and unpredictable, and even more depressed and speechless.

But mentally, he didn't dare to neglect at all in his hands, and tried his best to maintain the stability of the spiritual platform, allowing the spiritual power in the body to be used as turbulent as it was drained.

After a long time...

'boom! ’

The Hell Pill Furnace suddenly shook with a muffled noise, and fell back to the ground. The soaring two-color flames had returned to the original lukewarm flames, and they continued to burn slowly.

However, in the pill furnace, there was no medicinal aroma, but a burnt smell.

At this time, Feng Xi was completely exhausted, and the strength of a finger that moved up and down all over his body was gone. He gasped for a few breaths, feeling the spiritual energy in the Bagua crystal tower rushing into his meridians crazily, like Being oppressed by a big mountain, I can't wait for my whole body to lie on the ground.

At this moment, if it were not for the generous aura of the Eight Diagrams Crystal Tower, the exhausted Fengxi would have fallen into a deep sleep.

Physical exhaustion and mental exhaustion are also second, the key is the fatigue in the soul, which is the most terrible. If it cannot be supplemented and repaired in time, it will definitely cause quite serious consequences, which is really hard.

After a long period of time, I finally felt the zhenqi in the meridians fill up little by little.

After adjusting her breath for a while, Feng Xi had the strength to support her body and climbed up, and looked at the pill furnace.

The smell of scorching rushed into the nose, a cloud of black and gray jumped into the eyes, Feng Xi's brows furrowed, and an irritation in my heart couldn't help.

"Failed!" Feng Xi, who has always been calm and composed, also has an urge to explode.

Almost drained her, and turned her into a pile of black dust?

Damn it, she has never suffered so much from the second generation of living alive.

Already have the alchemy furnace, recipes, strength, and all kinds of medicinal materials, so you can't actually practice pill? It's just a trivial commodity, she really doesn't believe in evil.

Cross-legged, Yungong, aura gushing out... completely forgetful...but...

"Failed again! Damn it!" Feng Xi couldn't help but angrily said.

"Come again!" The third time...

"I don't believe it!" The fourth time...

The fifth time...Feng Xi looked at the result of the fifth alchemy in disbelief.

Xinhuo finally got caught up, okay, really good, she really doesn't believe it, she can't handle this ordinary stuff.

Repeatedly, over and over again.

Feng Xi was gnashing her teeth this time, and she made up her mind, ten times can't do a hundred times, a hundred times can't do her a thousand times, just carry it with it...

It's just that, at the beginning, there are always angry words that burst out from time to time in the space. The angry look is really too far from the previous image. Presumably, it is really anxious.

I don’t know how many failures have passed, and finally after a crisp sound of Dingdong...

"Xin Mie Pill, you finally won't turn to ashes for me! You bully, I said, I can't believe in you anymore, it's really **** thing..."

In the gossip tower, the wind was messy, his face turned blue, and his whole body had a faint feeling of withering. However, the few crystal clear small pills in his hands were glowing hot, as if seeing the big Luo Shenxian was so excited.

But then, he gritted his teeth and looked at the pill pill in his hand. Feng Xi had the urge to throw it on the ground and step on a few feet...