Chapter 1295: Breaking the King Pot

"Do you think Qingfeng Li is dead? Is he now a puddle of blood?"

"It goes without saying that Li Qingfeng is definitely dead. No one can escape the refinement of the king pot. In ancient times, the king pot once refined saints, and the saints were refined into a puddle of blood. What's more He is an ordinary cultivator."

"That's right. Although the damage level of the king pot has dropped, it's still very easy to refine a king-level cultivator."

The crowd around looked at the King's Alchemy Pot in Zhao Binger's hands, and they were all discussing it. They all thought that Li Qingfeng had died, and the inside of the King's Alchemy Pot had turned into a ball of blood.

Outside the refining pot, everyone thought Qingfeng Li was dead, and no one thought he would survive unless he was a saint.

A look of worry appeared on Fairy Baihua's delicate face. People around her said Qingfeng Li was dead, which made her a little worried.

"Puppy, do you think your Big Brother Li is really dead?" Fairy Baihua asked with a look of concern on the black puppy.

The black puppy shook his head and said: Don't worry, Qingfeng Li won't die so easily.

As for Li Qingfeng, the black puppy knew very well, that guy had a trump card in his hand, and the golden flame hadn't been used yet, but once he used the golden flame, he would definitely be able to break the King's Alchemy Pot.

Inside the alchemy pot, Qingfeng Li stretched out his fingers, and a ball of golden flames danced lightly on his fingertips, like a golden elf, jumping back and forth non-stop, beautiful and beautiful.

However, if you feel the temperature contained in the golden flame, you will not have this kind of thought. The current golden flame has a high temperature of 5500 degrees.

This temperature is enough to burn a person to death and turn him into ashes, and only Li Qingfeng's physique can resist this temperature. Anyone else would have turned into a pile of ashes.

"Li Qingfeng, I will enter the sword. You can crack the eighteen flaws in the runes I just mentioned, and then you can break the king pot and go out." The Great Emperor Anye said, pointing out the eighteen flaws in the runes to Qingfeng again. where it is.

After finishing speaking, Emperor An Ye turned into a black light and entered the inside of the sword.

Qingfeng Li put the sword into the interspatial ring, then stared at it carefully, looking carefully at the flaws in the runes in front of him.

Whoosh!

Li Qingfeng waved the golden flame between his fingers, only a small strand was carefully controlled by him, directly entered the opening of the first rune, burned the rune crackling, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, turning into a strand blue smoke.

If the rune had no flaws, no matter how powerful Li Qingfeng's golden flame was, it would not be able to burn it into nothingness.

Once the rune has a flaw, it will become weak, and the golden flame will find its weak point, and it will naturally be able to attack, destroy and burn it.

After the first rune was burned, a crack appeared on the surface of the alchemy pot, which became very obvious on the smooth surface of the teapot.

"What's the matter, why is there a crack in my king refining pot?" Zhao Bing'er looked at the king refining pot in her hand, her eyes were full of shock, and there was also a hint of horror.

The King's Alchemy Pot can be made bigger or smaller. Just now, after Zhao Bing'er took Li Qingfeng with the King's Alchemy Pot, she made it smaller and put it in her own hands.

But now, a crack appeared in this small, incomparably powerful king's pot, the king's pot that once frightened the cultivation world.

When the people around heard Zhao Binger's voice, they all looked at her, and when they saw the crack on the top of the refining pot, they all looked shocked and couldn't believe it.

"My god, why is there a crack on the top of the alchemy pot? It's a magic weapon made by a saint. What's going on?"

"Could it be that Li Qingfeng punched the cracks inside the King Refining Pot."

"What nonsense are you talking about, it's simply impossible,

Qingfeng Li is strong, and it is impossible for him to break through the magic weapon of the saint. "

All the cultivators around were talking about it, and their eyes were full of shock. In the Chinese cultivation world, the King's Alchemy Pot is definitely an invincible magic weapon, and it is an irresistible and powerful existence in everyone's heart.

Everyone would rather offend a strong person in the Spirit Emperor Realm than offend the owner of the King Alchemy Pot, because once it is sucked into it, the final result will be turned into blood, and even a complete corpse cannot be left behind.

The black puppy saw a crack on the top of the refining pot, and a look of joy appeared in its eyes. It knew that the crack must have been broken by Li Qingfeng, because no one else entered except Li Qingfeng who was sucked into the refining pot.

At this time, inside the king refining pot, Li Qingfeng saw the runes on it shattered and a crack appeared, and he felt a burst of excitement. He knew that he was right in following the method of An Ye Great.

"Zhao Bing'er, you stinky woman, I will completely break your king refining pot." Li Qingfeng smiled coldly, controlled the flame in his hand, and rushed towards the opening of the second rune.

Peng!

There was only a loud noise, and the flaw in the second rune was burnt to pieces by the flame in Li Qingfeng's hand, turning into nothingness and disappearing.

Immediately after the third rune, the fourth rune, the fifth rune...

Until the eighteen runes were flawed, they were all burned into nothingness by Qingfeng Li with golden flames.

There were more and more cracks in the alchemy pot. There was one crack at the beginning, then two cracks, three cracks, and finally eighteen cracks, densely packed like a spider's web.

Peng!

There was only a loud noise, and the pot of refining the king exploded suddenly, turned into countless fragments, and disappeared.

With the explosion of the king refining pot, Li Qingfeng's body came out of the king refining pot and appeared in front of everyone.

The alchemy pot is a magic weapon used by the sage. It is very powerful. Although it exploded, the rune fragments rushed to the surroundings, cutting the people around them black and blue, and their bodies kept retreating.

"My king's refining pot, Li Qingfeng, you bastard, you actually broke my king's refining pot." Zhao Bing'er's face was ferocious, and her eyes were full of anger.

You must know that the king refining pot is the treasure of the sword emperor's gate, and even the master of the sword emperor's gate is reluctant to use it.

But now, the refining pot is broken in Zhao Binger's hands, and Zhao Binger doesn't know how to explain it to his father.

As for the cultivators around them, they were even more stunned and surprised. They looked even more shocked than seeing their parents die.

"Why is the alchemy pot broken? This is a magic weapon refined by a sage."

"Qingfeng Li is too strong, even the King Pot can't trap him, he is simply invincible."

"From now on, Qingfeng Li will be my idol. I feel that he may become a saint in the future, otherwise why would he be able to break the magic weapon of a saint?"

The cultivators around were all talking, their eyes were full of shock, and they looked at Qingfeng Li with admiration.

Some cultivators even compared Li Qingfeng with those saints in their hearts.

The current Qingfeng Li can't defeat a saint, but one day in the future, Qingfeng Li may become a saint, and then he will be able to defeat a saint.