For Zhang Wenxuan's crazy words and shouting, Fang Lin didn't change his expression and looked at Zhang Wenxuan very calmly.

"Stupid." A neat word came from Fang Lin's mouth, with deep disdain for Zhang Wenxuan in his eyes.

Hearing that Fang Lin actually said he was stupid, Zhang Wenxuan was even more angry, and more blood flowed on his forehead, making his originally spotless robe stained with bright red.

Zhang Wenxuan bit his teeth and wrote the eighth mark with his own blood essence.

Hum!

The next moment, the whole Dante stove was full of blood, and the eight bright red marks sent out a very strange smell, constantly pouring into the Dante stove.

"Hahahaha! It's successful! I'm going to win!" Zhang Wenxuan laughed and sat down on the ground all of a sudden. The whole person seemed a little depressed.

This is inevitable. He wrote eight marks with his own blood, which is a great consumption for Zhang Wenxuan. If he doesn't cultivate for a period of time, he can't recover at all.

However, in Zhang Wenxuan's view, such a price is very worthwhile. At least, he can defeat Fang Lin through this taboo ancient method, redeem his lost face, and establish his position as the first young alchemist in xuanguodan League.

Compared with this, what is the loss of some blood essence? Anyway, there are ways to replenish the lost blood essence.

Many people present were looking at Zhang Wenxuan in a strange way. A gentle person in ordinary days had become like this at the moment, which was really unacceptable.

Especially Zhang Wenxuan is now covered with blood, and his speech is so crazy that he is simply not alone in peacetime.

Fang Lin knew that when using the soul blood alchemy, many people would lose themselves and become crazy and extreme. Some even cut off their arms directly when using the soul blood alchemy, in order to release more blood essence to make alchemy.

At the moment, Zhang Wenxuan was affected by the soul blood alchemy, and fell into madness. He had nothing but victory in his eyes.

"Old Chen, is there really no problem with Zhang Wenxuan like this?" An elder asked with some worry.

Chen Yongnian was also a little worried. He glanced at Qi Sanxuan, but the latter said, "old Chen, don't worry. Everything is normal in Wenxuan."

Qi Sanxuan said so, and Chen Yongnian could only sigh at the bottom of his heart, no longer say more, and watch the change.

Eight blood color marks are imprinted on the Dante stove, and blood gases continue to flow into the Dante stove, making the medicinal materials in the Dante stove integrate the essence and blood of Zhang Wenxuan, and the medicinal properties are greatly improved.

Fang Lin finally took a look at Zhang Wenxuan, and then he withdrew his eyes. He also began to show some real skills.

After all, in order to win, Zhang Wenxuan even practiced the ancient taboo method of soul blood alchemy. If he didn't show some real skills, he might capsize in the gutter.

"Look, what is Fang Lin doing?" Someone noticed Fang Lin's side. Seeing Fang Lin's behavior, he asked with some astonishment.

When many people heard the speech, they all looked at Fang Lin and showed their surprised faces.

"What is he doing?" More and more people have such questions in their hearts.

Fang Lin sat down cross legged, his eyes closed, his hands folded, like an old monk in peace, and his whole person looked dignified.

"Just playing tricks, you can't beat me!" Zhang Wenxuan laughed. In his opinion, everything Fang Lin had done was meaningless. Once his soul blood alchemy came out, no matter what Fang Lin did, the result was the same, and he couldn't turn over any waves at all.

The crowd was also puzzled. Fang Lin's holding this position was already a Jixiang's Kung Fu. What was this to do? Is it true that as Zhang Wenxuan said, Fang Lin is playing tricks?

"The alchemist will not do meaningless things. Fang Lin may really have some powerful means to show."

"Maybe, but even if Fang Lin has any means, can he win?"

"I don't know. It seems that Zhang Wenxuan's pills are about to be released."

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Everyone talked about it. Fang Lin's behavior was too strange. Now it's a critical moment, but you don't do anything and just sit there in a daze. It's completely unreasonable.

When many people were wondering, Fang Lin suddenly stood up, and his momentum changed.

"After brewing for so long, it should be possible to use it once." Fang Lin secretly said that he was not very sure in his heart. After all, the means he was about to use was a secret skill he had never used since his rebirth. Originally, it was not his realm that could be used, but Fang Lin could barely try it after simplifying it a little.

Fang Lin took a deep breath, and the whole person looked particularly serious, with a flash of light in his eyes.

At the next moment, everyone was stunned. Even a few big people present changed their colors one after another.

On Fang Lin's hands, there were two other flames, one blue, and waves of sea tide could be heard.

The other is crimson, with a breathtaking roar coming from the crimson flame.

"Three kinds of soul life Dan fire? Am I right?"

"Mom! I'm scared to death!"

"How is this possible?"

"Is this square forest going against the sky? Unexpectedly, one person has three kinds of soul life Dan fire!"

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Everyone exclaimed repeatedly. No one thought that Fang Lin had three kinds of soul life Dan fire, which was simply unimaginable.

Zhang Wenxuan was also extremely shocked. The whole person seemed to have been severely hit by a heavy hammer, and his brain was buzzing.

"It's impossible! It's impossible! How could he have three kinds of soul life Dan fire!?" Zhang Wenxuan shook his head repeatedly, his face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't believe everything he saw.

Chen Yongnian and other senior officials of danmeng looked at each other, and Fang Lin shocked them again.

Qi Sanxuan's face also turned pig liver color. Like Zhang Wenxuan, he couldn't believe that Fang Lin actually had three kinds of soul life Dan fire.

But everything in front of him made him believe that this was reality.

Side by side Wang was silent, and Gongsun Cheng, the middle-aged woman and the middle-aged man of Tianjian mountain were speechless.

The dream flower also converged its smile, and her charming face showed a dignified color for the first time.

Having three kinds of soul life Dan fire, no matter how he got it, there is no doubt that such a person is enough to make Dan Meng attach importance to it.

Fang Lin didn't care about these exclamations. He was also very serious at the moment. The three kinds of soul life Dan fire were just a prelude, and the real means had not been fully displayed.

The next moment, two kinds of flames in Fang Lin's hands flew out, turned into two flying dragons, and rushed into the Dante stove with bursts of roaring.

In addition, the cyan flame wrapped outside the Dan furnace also turned into a fire dragon, and entered the Dan furnace together with the other two flames.