Imperial Beast: I Can Copy and Synthesize Infinitely

He stared at Qin Feng angrily, the fifth-order aura on his body exploded, his face full of irritation.

"Is this the pharmacist you are talking about? This kid is too arrogant!" Lang Cong shouted angrily to the side of Chen Ping, looking very life and death.

Liangping didn't expect Qin Feng to say such a thing, his face was a bit embarrassed, after all, the identities of the two people were quite special, and it was not easy for him to handle it.

So he hesitated and said, "Brother Qin Feng, Lang Cong is indeed a master poison maker, and he is also a fifth-grade poison maker.

I know that you are good at medicament, but it is really different to make poison, and on the way to come, Master Lang Cong has already told me the seriousness of the matter, I think it is indeed necessary to develop poison to kill it once. "

He said, looking at Qin Feng expectantly.

I thought to myself that he was a junior after all. Although his temper was a little bit bigger, but he said so, why should he be a step down?

In fact, Qin Feng was not very reliable, because he was so young, he looked only twenty years old.

At this age, even if the talent is good, becoming a Level 3 or 4 pharmacist is already very good. After all, this profession not only depends on talent, but also requires years of accumulation.

Lang Cong's angry expression was a bit proud, and he said proudly: "I originally wanted to point you to this young man, but I didn't expect to be so pretentious. If it weren't for Jie Ge's face, this matter would never happen. You do it!"

Qin Feng listened to the words of the two in his ears, and his expression was indifferent and his eyes calm throughout the entire period.

This is because his gaze has been on the two of them, otherwise they will be regarded as not listening to them.

Under the gaze of the two, he finally spoke slowly.

"Done?

After that, you can get out of the way. "

At first I did feel a little impulsive. After all, these plant monsters with the origins of monsters were not trivial, but when he heard Lang Cong introduced that he was only a Tier 5 poison maker, he became more determined from the beginning. idea.

Never let such a person interfere!

Insufficient and self-righteous, such an arrogant drug maker will definitely not be able to help, and it will make this matter more and more troublesome.

The two people who originally thought Qin Feng had opened up, seeing his attitude, the little smile on their faces disappeared instantly.

Chen Ping's expression even froze on his face, as did Lang Cong, but his smile turned into anger.

"Chen Ping, this kid is too arrogant. Today I will put the words here. If I don't interfere with this matter, if the plants outside are overwhelming, I will never care about it!

Don't say it's you, even if Brother Jie comes, I won't care about this anymore! "

His face flushed, and he could see how annoyed he was.

Chen Ping's expression was ugly. He knew that Qin Feng and Qin Feng were thinking about the vines, but neither of them looked down on each other. Although this kind of thing is common among pharmacists, it is him who is embarrassed now.

Standing in place, he hesitated, and slowly said, "Otherwise, you can simply compare the level of the drug production.

Those who win will count what they say next, and those who lose can no longer refute, but must obey. "

"good!

Simply refine the poison, let me see how good your kid is! "Lang Cong immediately applauded, his expression excited.

"Boy Huang Mao, I refine more poisons than you have ever seen. I will let you see your horizon today!" He gritted his teeth and looked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was so ignorant of admiration. He was obviously a newcomer in his early twenties, a young man who had no sense of awe at all.

For such a person, he has already determined that the level of a pharmacist is not high, and he wants to teach him a lesson by himself.

Lang Cong has already started to obtain medicinal materials from the space watch, and it seems to be refined out of thin air. This technique can indeed be achieved by using spiritual power, which is considered a relatively advanced technique.

Qin Feng looked at him indifferently, a touch of disdain suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The other party frowned, and before he could speak, he saw Qin Feng also starting to take out the medicinal materials from the Space Watch.

With a sway of the palm, three medicinal plants appeared in his hand.

The rarity of the three medicinal plants is relatively low, they are relatively common ones, and they don’t seem to be too many years old. They are really ordinary to extreme medicinal materials.

An icy blue flame rose from the palm of his hand, directly starting to smelt in the void.

The icy blue flames flashed coquettishly, attracting the eyes of the two people present.

"Huh, bells and whistles, it's just a low-level poison." Lang Cong snorted coldly when seeing the three medicinal materials with disdain in his eyes.

As a poison maker, his basic skills are actually better than those of pharmacists, so you can see at a glance what kind of medicine he wants to refine, which is very easy.

The second-order poison is called Qinghong.

This name sounds more interesting, because it is said that the person who made this poison was a woman. It was said that she met a man in a small town with green mountains and green waters. The person just slapped her and made her feel shocked. Skip this word, and then...

Then the woman found out with grief that the man had a wife, and directly made this poison to poison him to death.

This poison will deplete the internal organs, and the toxicity is average. It is considered a chronic poison. As long as it is discovered in time, there are many ways to treat it, but there will be sequelae.

Lang Cong prepared, but he was going to think briefly, because he decided to take out an amazing poison to convince Qin Feng.

With his current level, he can think of ways to improve it in just a minute or two.

Ten seconds.

Thirty seconds.

One minute!

He thought of a way, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As he was about to start refining his own poison, Qin Feng suddenly spoke.

"I'm finished refining, you don't need to do it."

Finished refining?

He suddenly raised his head and found that Qin Feng's palm was holding a cloud of liquid with his spiritual power.

It is indeed "Qinghong"!

Even if it was a second-order poison, it would take him three to five minutes to refine it, but Qin Feng could finish it in one minute?

It must be perfunctory, the young man is too impatient.

He thought, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and slowly said: "A simple Qinghong, is this your level? In this case, I really don't have to waste time refining."

The answer was that Qin Feng put away his spiritual power and quickly retracted his palm.

The spiritual support disappeared, and the solution in mid-air began to fall under the action of gravity, and fell to the ground a few seconds later.

moment.

The brown soil on the ground began to turn black. After a few seconds, the area of ​​four or five square meters on the ground was completely black. The grass on it instantly dried up, and the ground also cracked with a crackling sound.

Qin Feng looked at the two with shocked expressions indifferently, his eyes calm.

At this moment, silent...

Winner!