Imperial Beast: I Can Copy and Synthesize Infinitely

Looking at the swollen vines below, Qin Feng's expression became more and more solemn.

The origin of monsters.

This thing is really terrifying, it can change anytime and anywhere according to the battle situation in front of you.

If you can't even deal with the first-order requirements in front of you, how can you talk about dealing with the Qisha, which has a purer original concentration of monsters?

He squinted, looking at the vines below, thinking about the solution in his mind.

Thoughts flashed through him one by one, and he rejected them one by one, and finally took a deep breath.

It would be great if my Ahri and others also had the origin of the monster. If they had the origin of the monster, they should not have to worry about dealing with these vines in front of them.

"These vines grow every day, especially these two days. The day before yesterday, they only grew to about one meter.

It has become like this today, until just now..."

Hearing this, Fu Zhijie looked at the vines, his eyes flickering with thought.

He took out a torch from the space watch, ignited it with spiritual power, and threw it on the vine.

The flames spread instantly, and after more than ten seconds, the place below turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The sea of ​​fire kept burning, but Qingfeng looked at the burning sea of ​​fire and frowned, because he found a little bit of golden light in it.

Sure enough, after burning for a period of time, although the fire became more and more intense, the vines did not intend to turn into ashes.

"This..." Fu Zhijie was surprised, and casually used the monster to blow out the fire.

The sea of ​​fire was extinguished by the hurricane, but the vines below were intact, and seemed to be thicker, thicker, and the dark green above them was also more intense.

The wind will not work!

Fire won't work!

This time his face became gloomy, and he smashed the city wall a little angrily.

"Damn it, the Qisha's ability is too difficult to deal with!"

Qin Feng looked at him, feeling a little surprised.

It seems that Fu Zhijie didn't know about the origin of monsters, he just thought Qisha's ability was special.

"Qin Feng, you seem to know this monster better. Is there any good way?" He turned his head and looked at himself, showing helplessness.

Now it is really a great way, I can only ask other people if there is any good way.

"Well, I need some medicinal materials." Qin Feng nodded, his eyes flickering.

At that time, he had already had a speculation, but he didn't know if it would work. If this method didn't work, then the monster with the origin of the monster would be too scary.

"There is a way?

Chen Ping, get him the medicinal materials quickly. " Fu Zhijie said.

Chen Ping nodded, and hurriedly led him down the Chengguan.

He followed Chen Ping to a small commercial house, and found that all the medicinal materials were piled up here, and there were people who came and went to put new medicinal materials into it.

"Are you a pharmacist?" Chen Ping motioned him to go in, and then asked tentatively.

"That's right."

Qin Feng nodded, he didn't want to say too many things, and it wasn't necessary.

Even if the identity of the master of pharmacy is on the front line, it will cause quite a stir. Fu Zhijie already values ​​himself enough. If the identity of the master of pharmacy is exposed, he may not be able to find out all his past experiences.

At that time, the information about his demon fire might be discovered, and like what Qian Lin said back then, he might be arrested and dissected.

Hearing his answer, Chen Ping showed a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and said tentatively: "May I ask, what kind of potion do you want to refine?"

"poison."

"Poison, are you a poison maker?" He froze.

"No, I'm just a pharmacist, but I can also make drugs."

When Chen Ping heard this, his expression was a little excited, as if he was thinking about something, and then he finally couldn't help it.

"To be honest, we have a professional poison maker here. Since we need poison, I can call him to develop it with you." He spoke slowly, with a confident expression.

However, Qin Feng frowned when he heard him say that.

"No, I can handle such a little thing, so I don't need to bother him."

He doesn't know the opponent's level, so he doesn't want anyone to intervene.

These vines originally have the origin of monsters. If they can't be poisoned to death at once, they will become partially resistant. At that time, it really can't be solved.

"Don't bother, this is also his profession. If he knew that he needed to make poison, he wouldn't bother Qin Feng." Chen Ping said enthusiastically, and his body had already disappeared in place.

Looking at Chen Ping who insisted on going out, Qin Feng's face was ugly.

After calming down, he immediately turned around to get the poison.

Now that things have happened, he will develop the poison early.

He doesn't know the opponent's level, but unless it is an existence beyond the seventh level, it is not as good as himself.

After all, the ability of the pharmacy master given to him by the system is a seventh-level ceiling. There are really very few people who can surpass this level.

So to be on the safe side, it is better to refine the poison in advance to solve the problem before that person comes here.

Poisons are different from normal medicines, so the refining speed is very fast. It only took Qin Feng 15 minutes from finding the medicinal materials to refining them.

Holding the poison, he rushed out of the camp. Just when he was happy because he didn't meet the so-called poison maker, Chen Ping walked over with a man of a similar age.

"Little brother Qin Feng, what are you doing in such a hurry?

Lang is a little far away from here, so I brought him here and waited for a long time. "

"No need, my poison has been refined, so there is no need to bother Master Lang Cong." Qin Feng said slowly, with an extremely serious expression.

I thought this matter would be over like this, but I didn't expect this so-called poison maker to be a good man.

I saw Lang Cong looked at the poison in his hand, and suddenly smiled a little bit, with a bit of arrogance in this smile, pointed at the poison and said: "This is the poison refined by little brother Qin Feng, it looks like The fineness is good, but making poison is different from medicine, and there is a lot of knowledge in it.

In my opinion, let's have a good discussion before making a decision. "

"No need, really no need." Qin Feng had a respectful expression, but his heart was already galloping wild.

This person is really full and has nothing to do. Now that the poison has been made, what else does he have to do?

"No, this poison must pass through my hands!

Since those plants have special abilities, it is even more impossible for you to try them easily! "Lang Cong straightened his face, showing some anger.

"As soon as I saw you, I knew that you couldn't develop this poison well. Do you think this is a medicine with a formula?"

Hearing what he said, Qin Feng was no longer worried, and a coldness flashed across his indifferent expression.

"I'm sorry, I'm just afraid that your ability is not enough, which will cause the poison to fail, so I want to go there by myself."

"I'm not capable?!"

Lang was furious, and the spiritual power in his body exploded!