Chapter 189

Just after heimu spits out his words, Xiao Yan seems to be afraid of heimu's threat. His mind moves and dissipates the strange fire on heimu.

The strange fire dispersed. Heimuqiang endured the pain from his soul, stared at Xiao Yan, and shouted in a cold voice:

"Rock owl! If you really dare to do it, wait for danta to block it! Danta's laws and regulations will never be violated!"

"Oh? Really... But I'm here. Can danta take care of it? Even if I refine you into a pill, will danta know? Moreover, this is the mainland border. Danta won't do that kind of boring thing to chase and kill a half emperor to the mainland border!"

"Besides, I said I would refine you into pills again? I can't do that kind of thing..."

When the voice fell, Xiao Yan grabbed heimu's soul and read it. The lid of Luotian tripod opened and threw it into the medicine tripod.

Looking at the huge medicine tripod in front of him, Xiao Yan was helpless. If there was not much left, he wouldn't bother to use this method to refine heimu's soul.

In order to refine heimu's soul to the purest level, so that Xiao Xuan's residual soul can be absorbed, Xiao Yan really tried his best, but I don't know how long it will take for Xiao Xuan to really recover

With a sigh in his heart, Xiao Yan's eyes slowly raised and looked at the black wood being refined by different fire in the medicine tripod. Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly looked more determined.

"No matter how long, we must restore the soul of our ancestors! No matter how long, we must let him see the current Xiao family!"

With the fluctuation of Xiao Yan's state of mind, the strange fire in the medicine tripod suddenly became more fierce and violent. The blazing strange fire tore the soul of heimu like two male lions.

Refining, from now on!

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In the void, Xiao Yan sat in front of Luo Tianding, his eyes closed slightly, and his mind poured into the medicine tripod in front of him.

Refining soul is different from refining pills. Although the process is monotonous and simple, it is also difficult to refine it.

Refining the soul is not as cumbersome as refining pills, but it needs to be more focused during refining and can't pass a trace of impurities.

Otherwise, not according to Xiao Yan, if you integrate it into the remnant soul of Xiao Xuan, it may not be tolerated by one or two people, wouldn't it end up in smoke.

This is not what Xiao Yan wants to see. Therefore, Xiao Yan must keep an eye on every moment in the process of refining his soul.

Every time a wisp of soul was refined and purified by falling heart inflammation, Xiao Yan would refine it again and again three times with pure lotus demon fire.

Although this will lose a small part of the soul that is pure enough for ordinary people, Xiao Yan is still willing to take it as a price.

At the moment, the only thing Xiao Yan thinks of is to be careful. Don't lose big because of small things. This shows that Xiao Yan has great intentions for Xiao Xuan.

In the medicine tripod, Xiao Yan's soul power spread to every corner of the tripod and carefully controlled every link of refining in the tripod.

The invisible falling heart turns into a flame palm, holding heimu's soul in the palm, ignoring the painful roar in heimu's mouth. Xiao Yan's heart reads a move, which is to draw out a wisp of soul origin from his body again.

In order to refine Blackwood's soul enough, Xiao Yan had to pull away from his soul source bit by bit. Only like this can he refine it to the greatest extent.

Of course, the disadvantage of this practice is that it takes a lot of time, but fortunately, it doesn't matter to Xiao Yan. As long as he contacts Xiao Xuan's soul, he won't be anxious no matter how much time he spends.

When the soul was pulled out, Xiao Yan immediately threw it into the falling heart inflammation. Under the crazy output of fighting spirit in his body, the attack of different fire was more fierce.

That wisp of soul origin is like a hair. Although it is quite stubborn, the temper of different fire is even worse.

The horror of falling heart inflammation can only erase most of the breath of black wood on the origin of the soul, but the rest of the work can only be done by Jinglian demon fire.

For purification, falling heart inflammation is really not so good at it.

At least, the falling heart inflammation at the moment is not enough to completely refine heimu's soul.

Although the meteorite heart inflammation put down the work at hand, it does not mean to stand aside. This cycle of work makes the meteorite heart inflammation still "take care of" heimu.

Then, after a burst of howling, the essence of the soul that has been refined has fallen into the palm of Jinglian demon fire.

The pink flame lights up the space in the tripod. The gray white hair falls into the pink fire. The two colors are mixed together, and the hair will not be too conspicuous. After the refining of falling heart inflammation, it can easily hide in the void.

Of course, this can only deceive the naked eye. Under the observation of soul power, only one third of the gray black gas on it is swallowed up under the refining of different fire.

Half an hour later, a gray fog invisible to the naked eye rose slowly from the source

By this time, the gray hair had turned into snow white or cloud white like that on the head of the old man at dusk. After three times of purification, this wisp of soul origin at the moment had been thoroughly refined.

I'm afraid this wisp of soul at the moment is as much as the newborn baby.

If so, Xiao Xuan's soul still can't be swallowed up. Xiao Yan has to find another way to repair Xiao Xuan's soul.

With a long breath in his heart, Xiao Yan is twice energetic, not only because of Xiao Xuan, but also because of heimu.

The most pure source of soul, Xiao Yan left it to his ancestor Xiao Xuan, and those lost were carefully swallowed up by Xiao Yan.

Although it can't be guaranteed that it's safe to do so, after all, he has a strange fire. It doesn't matter if he wants to refine a little in the future.

While feeling the satisfaction from his soul, Xiao Yan can only comfort himself as much as possible.

After all, this is the first time for Xiao Yan to eat crabs. The strength of the half emperor devours the source of the soul of the strong. Even if there are not many, no one has tried this consequence!

Throwing away the thoughts in his mind, Xiao Yan controlled the source of the pure soul, and then his mind withdrew from the Luo Tianshen Ding in front of him.

As long as he had his first experience, Xiao Yan was sure that he could refine the source of the soul in the cauldron with the strength of the soul. In this way, he didn't have to stare at the medicine cauldron in front of him all the time.

As for now, he wants to try to see if this wisp of soul origin can fill the first firewood for Xiao Xuan's resurrection