After Liu Zhengyang officially began to refine alchemy, he took out all kinds of medicinal materials from the secret palace, and then refined them into the purest medicinal liquid, and finally mixed them together. During the whole process, his movements were as natural and smooth as flowing water, making many Doumen monks' eyes straight.

With their strength and status, they have seen many alchemists’ alchemists’ alchemist’s process.

But they had never seen the movements as smooth as Liu Zhengyang.

And even if they are not alchemists, they can still see some clues.

That is, alchemy requires an accurate standard for the combination of heat and medicine.

Even if there is an error, there should be no large error.

So Liu Zhengyang can maintain a perfect match in such smooth and natural movements. What kind of skill is this?

While perfectly matching medicinal materials, you also need to control the heat. What is this technique?

However, among the many Doumen monks' amazement and admiration, there are also people who sing the opposite tune.

At first, the middle-aged man who led the team stared at Liu Zhengyang coldly and sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost, making a mystery. I don't know what pills you want to refine, but no alchemist can practice so easily when refining alchemy. If you can become a pill in the end, it's a ghost."

At the same time, Zhong Qinglei and the Pan Sect Master have returned to Liu Zhengyang.

They stood beside Liu Zhengyang, one left and one right, protecting Liu Zhengyang and preventing emergencies.

As for the two Doumen monks who fought with Zhong Qinglei and the leader of Pan Sect at the beginning, they also followed with their heads hanging down.

Since even their main team has been defeated by Liu Zhengyang and has no power to fight back, what is the point of resistance? If they die for the Doumen and resist to the end, they will definitely not be able to do it, and they are not that great.

The only thing that made them glad was that when they fought with Zhong Qinglei and the leader of Panmen, fortunately no one was injured or killed.

Otherwise, no matter whether Zhong Qinglei or Pan Sect leader was injured, Liu Zhengyang would definitely not let them go.

Zhong Qinglei and the leader of Pan Sect who returned to Liu Zhengyang happened to hear what the middle-aged man said and looked over jokingly.

Zhong Qinglei said with a smile: "Are you any dissatisfaction? If you want to surrender, be honest and have a better attitude. If you don't want to surrender, we can send you back now, so as not to be upset here. After being affected by the explosion just now, you should not have the strength to fight back."

The leader of Panmen walked forward and tried to try: "For me, is this a good opportunity to kill a first-class strong man? Mr. Zhong, why don't you give this opportunity to me? Following Master Liu, I will be a minion cleaner, and I will be almost frustrated."

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he suddenly showed a little horror.

As a first-class strong man, he has long been mentally prepared to die on the battlefield one day.

He also knew that no one in the world could win invincible.

But being able to accept that he died in the hands of the strong does not mean that he can accept that he was killed by the leader of Panmen.

Death in the hands of someone who is weaker than you is a humiliation for the strong!

As the leader of Panmen approached step by step, the middle-aged man suddenly begged for mercy and said, "I surrender! I surrender to Lord Liu!"
Chapter completed!