The surprise came too suddenly.

The dean and the alchemy elders and the elders were shocked. They stared at the mandala in Xiao Yu’s hands. They couldn’t believe it. This is true. Xiao Yu really made the mandolin.

The disciples were silent, but I didn’t know who shouted: "Long live the Xiao Yu."

The disciples followed one and all shouted: "Long live the Xiao Yu."

Dawu and Xiaowu also shed tears with excitement.

Nan Tianyu was happy and laughed.

Xiao Gu worships Xiao Yu, this is his sister, his proud sister.

The few Xiao Yu people, abandoning the female disciples who are going to go to Jiu Sheng, the horrified face looked incredulously at the mandala in Xiao Yu’s hands. They couldn’t do it. They didn’t believe it.

How can Xiao Yu refine the mandolin after they have offended the dean and the two elders, and saved the nine holy priests?

The faces of several female disciples were ugly and distorted, like that, a few slaps like a fan.

The voice of "Long live" is too loud, too excited, too noisy.

Xiao Yu frowned, raised his hand and made everyone quiet.

"Don't call, my eardrums are almost worn out by you."

Everyone suddenly calmed down. They looked at Xiao Yu with excitement and looked at the face of Guanghan pig liver. I really wanted to give Xiao Yan a warm applause and suffocate to the group of bastards.

I was so gloomy and sneered a few times: "I didn't expect that you can really make a mandala in the middle of the top, so I really look at it."

Ok, little girl, you are qualified to control fire with me. If your fire control can't win me, this nine holy, I still have to set. ”

The meaning of meditation is very clear, can not beat him, I want to let him leave like this.

When he came to Jiusheng Temple this time, he was also prepared to come. He had to take Jiusheng as his own. If not, he could not explain it to the palace.

There are important things in Jiusheng, which are needed by the palace.

Looking at Xiao Yu in a gloomy manner, if it weren't for this little girl, Jiu Shengyu is now in his bag, a hateful little girl, he will not be merciful to her.

The dean said with anger: "According to the previous gamble, whoever loses will leave Jiusheng, we won the alchemy, you should get out of Jiusheng, how can you talk without saying?"

The laughter of Guanghaha, suddenly, his eyes coldly shot at the Dean: "You also know, I said before you won, we will leave, have you won? This is the top mandarin Dan is exactly the same as in my hands. I can only count as a tie. It doesn't win, understand? I don't die."

Xiao Wu rushed up, and wants to work hard with the meditation: "You are a wicked person, who are you old?"

The dean saw Xiao Wu’s move and was shocked. Xiao Wu was not a broad opponent. When he moved his finger, Xiao Wu would be dead, and the gap between the two was too big.

The dean rushed over and stopped Xiao Wu, saying lowly: "Xiao Wu, don't be impulsive."

I was so cold and laughed: "I don't die, you let go of the little girl, I will let her know, what is dead."

The dean's face is iron blue, Xiao Wu is his baby daughter, he will not let anyone hurt his baby: "You want to start, I can accompany."

The dangerous atmosphere lingers, the anger between the two, at the touch of a hair.

The voice of Xiao Yu Qing Li came faintly: "What you mean is that as long as I refine the mandala of the top grade, I will win you, and you will be able to take all of you out of Jiu Sheng, right?"

He turned wide-eyed and looked at Xiao Yan’s indifferent little face. He suddenly wrinkled his eyebrows. Did this little girl make the top mandala?

No, this is never possible.

This little girl made a mandala in the middle and upper grades. The mandala, the mandala that can produce two middle and upper grades, is already the limit.

Unless there is a special kind of fire, the top mandala can be refined.

This little steamed-headed fire, he also saw in the alchemy furnace, is a normal fire spirit, the quality of the fire spirit is worse than his fire spirit, how can you refine the top mandala?

I was full of self-confidence and ridiculous smile: "Yes, little girl, this alchemy furnace has been ruined, you want to refine it once, it is impossible now, don't tell me what it has been for a few days, I don't eat Your set, you don't have the top manta, you lose."

The only possibility that I think of it is that this little girl wants to play with him.

Think carefully about this, and also play with him? He will not be fooled.

"If I said that I have already refining it?" Xiao Yu said a thousand waves, and the alchemy elders looked like Xiaoyu, the top mandala! Although he did not know the efficacy of the mandolin, he also knows how to make the mandolin worthy of refining the top mandala.

Under the guise of the roots, I don’t believe that Xiao Yu can refine the top mandala. After ten years of refining, he refines the middle and upper mandala. This mandolin has become the treasure that everyone in the palace wants. He still can't be made into the top mandolin. How can this little girl be refined?

Moreover, he saw that it was recorded in the book of Gudan that only the special kind of fire can refine the mandala of the top grade. The mandala of the top grade is the person of all spiritual repairs, and even all the senior alchemists are rare. Fight for the remedy.

Xiao Yu didn't know this. The purple clothes didn't tell her. She just told her how to make it. She followed the order of the purple clothes and made it.

"If you have, I immediately take people away from Jiusheng." If you don’t go to Xiao Xiao’s little girl, he will have to look at what this little girl will play after he has no Shangduo. Pattern?

"This is what you said, all of us have heard it, and your people have heard it." Xiao Yu was happy in his heart, pointing to Xue Yu, who was still worried, and several other bad guys.

Indulge in the wide-ranging coldness: "Don't talk nonsense, come up with the top mandala."

Xiao Yu bent down again, turned over the broken Dan furnace, and found a white mandolin from the inside. This mandolin is bigger than the previous one, and the white is close to transparent when it is turned out. At that time, the aroma that was full of aura could no longer be stopped and floated into the noses of everyone.

When it was pressed, the aroma was not so strong, and it was the middle-class mandala in the hands of Xiao Yu.

At this moment, it was turned out by Xiao Yu, held in his hand, and brightened everyone's eyes.

It’s incredible to look at the top mandala in the hands of Xiao Yu. The blood in his body suddenly boils. This is the top mandala! Really the top mandarin.

Its Danxiang is something that no alchemy teacher can resist.

Greedy appeared in the eyes of the glory, and he could not resist the mandala of this top grade. He moved his mind and wanted to grab it.

In the hair, Xue Yu and several other people also stared at the top mandala in Xiao Yu’s hand, showing greedy eyes and could not move their eyes.

There is a mandala in the meditation, they are all envious of death, Xue Yu is still a master of the broad sorrow, pleading for a long time, and he will not give him the mandolin.

Mandala, it is too little, and, after spending ten years of hard work, he has produced a mandala of middle and upper grades. He himself is reluctant to use it. How can he give Xue Xi?

If it weren’t for the Lord’s lord to win the Nine Saints, he would not be willing to take it out.