The one who scolded Xiao Fan was a man in a green robe, who looked down at Xiao Fan condescendingly, and had a stance of making a big fight.

A powerful aura exudes from him, constantly impacting Xiao Fan's soul power.

However, Xiao Fan didn't even look at him straight, just chuckled, and continued to refine alchemy.

Seeing this, the man in Qingpao became furious.

This kid didn't even take his words to heart, but treated them as wind in his ears. How could this make him not angry?

Although he stood still in place, the aura of the middle-ranking sage unreservedly bloomed out, turning into a surging weather wave towards Xiao Fan.

Do you dare to refine pill in front of me, do you really think I don't exist?

However, the facts proved that Xiao Fan did regard him as non-existent, and the formation enchantment around him appeared in vain when the attack approached, and directly bounced back the aura of the middle-ranked sage.

The man in the green robe staggered, showing a look of astonishment, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes, he couldn't believe what he saw.

"You are carrying the formation!" The man in Qingpao exclaimed, and then shook his head suddenly: "No, this is a special space in the Pantheon. It is impossible to bring the formation, unless you arrange the formation yourself."

Speaking of this, the man in the green robe is the same as the man in the black robe before, looking at Xiao Fan with shock.

This kid is not just an alchemist, but also a super Array Mage?

"No, you must harass him, let him fail, and no matter how bad it is, you have to consume his mind." The man in the green robe said solemnly.

Wanting to defeat Xiao Fan through alchemy is not his goal, his goal is only to consume Xiao Fan's mind and soul.

When Xiao Fan meets Yan Elegy, if he can't use all his strength, he will certainly lose.

As soon as the voice fell, the man in Qingpao was dumbfounded.

He saw Xiao Fan suddenly open the alchemy furnace, a stream of light shot out and fell into the pill bottle, all actions were like clouds and flowing water.

Then, a powerful force enveloped him, trying to wipe him out of this space.

"He won?" The man in the green robe seemed to have seen something terrifying, his hair standing on end.

Damn you, how long is this? There is not enough time for a cup of tea, right?

No, half a cup of tea is not up, you have finished refining?

At this moment, the man in the green robe looked at Xiao Fan with horror, even fear.

This level of alchemy is terrible, even if there are many elders, it is nothing more than that. How could Yan Tragedy be his opponent?

It's a pity that he wanted to tell Yan Tragedy that they were too late, a force enveloped him, and then directly threw him out of this space.

When he woke up, he took a deep look at Xiao Fan who was not far away, and then walked out of the small square unwillingly.

"Brother Yanyi, why did you lose too?" Just out of the scope of the Pantheon, a familiar female monk came over with an incredible expression.

"I met Xiao Fan." The man in the green robe Yan Yi smiled bitterly.

"Xiao Fan? Didn't he just win the first game with good luck? How could his alchemy level beat you?" The woman didn't believe it.

Not only did she not believe it, but also the other monks around her.

Yan Yi, a man in a green robe, but among his peers, the level of alchemy is relatively high, only weaker than Yan's Elegy.

But now, he actually lost, how can everyone not be surprised?

"Brother Yanyi, have you also met Xiao Fan?" At this moment, a man in a black robe walked over. If Xiao Fan saw it, he might be able to recognize it. Isn't this the person who yelled at him in the first pass? ?

Yan Yi nodded, his expression distressed.

"Brother Yanyi, we don't need to worry, that Xiao Fan, is not at the same level as us, do you know how long it took him to refine a one-star holy source dragon pill?" The black robe man smiled miserably .

"How long?" Yan Yi suddenly raised his head to look at the black robe man. Only then did he realize that the man in front of him, just as unlucky as him, met Xiao Fan.

"Half tea time." The black robe man took a deep breath.

Half a cup of tea, that is, three or four minutes. In such a short period of time, it is too abnormal to be able to refine a one-star holy source dragon pill.

"How is it possible?" Sure enough, the cultivators around heard the black-robed man's words, and they all showed incredible colors.

In half a cup of tea, a one-star holy source dragon pill was refined, do you think it was a joke?

Not to mention a low-grade Saint Venerable realm, even the elders of the Wansheng Pavilion may not be able to do it, no wonder they don't believe it.

"This is true. I saw him refining the two-star soul calming pill. It only took a cup of tea." Yan Yi believed the black robe man's words.

He even looked at the black-robed man with a trace of sympathy.

With the world people!

The two realized that only if they had seen Xiao Fan's terrifying alchemy speed with their own eyes, could they believe it.

When the crowd heard Yan Yi's words, they were all silent.

At this moment, the monks present were really shocked.

A man in a black robe may lie, but can Yan Yi always lie?

They all represent the Wansheng Pavilion, so how can it be possible to raise the alchemists of the left and right pavilions and depreciate the Wansheng Pavilion?

"This time, Brother Yan Beige is afraid that he has encountered an opponent." Someone whispered.

Xiao Fan's alchemy speed is so terrible, how many people in the same rank can compare?

Not far away, Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou smiled knowingly when they heard everyone's discussion.

They have been worried that Xiao Fan might fail, and even he is ready to implement the second plan.

But now, I heard the good news in advance.

"No wonder that kid is so confident, there really are two brushes." Lu Bohou smiled unscrupulously, and his nervous heart slowly relaxed.

"Why is Yan Baxuan missing?" Zhang Wenjin was more cautious, looking around, but he didn't see Yan Baxuan.

Lu Bohou smiled disapprovingly: "I think that Yan's tragic song will win undoubtedly. Waiting to come out and slap us in the face! When the third round is over, it is not always certain who slaps whom!

Zhang Wenjin nodded, but his face was still a little dignified, and he always felt something was wrong.

Yan Baxuan was not the kind of person who could sit still. He would definitely come out and slap him whenever he had the opportunity, but suddenly disappeared, which made him a little worried.

"You are watching here, I'll go back." Zhang Wenjin thought for a while.

"You mean..." The smile on Lu Bohou's face disappeared, replaced by an extremely solemn one.

"It's a good thing to be careful, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case!" Zhang Wenjin took a deep breath, resolutely exited the square, and headed towards the right pavilion.

At this time, an uninvited guest had already arrived in the valley where You Pavilion was located.

The man transformed into Zhang Wenjin's appearance, ran wild, unimpeded all the way, and soon came outside a cave in the Forbidden Area of ??You Pavilion. "Xiao Fan, I hope what you said is true!" The fake Zhang Wenjin took a deep breath while looking at the Dong Mansion, and then slapped his hand at the stone gate of the Dong Mansion.