Chapter 1208

"Whew!"

At the end of the battle, a shadow appeared.

It is the moon god palace that most of the rivers are cold.

"It's only one move. Is it so strong?" Looking at the falling middle-aged man, Jiang shuihan frowned slightly, and his dark eyes flashed with a dignified look.

The cold river is the realm of the late emperor, and his strength is stronger than that of the middle-aged man.

"You must be the soul of the weapon refiners guild, right? Show up. " River water cold suddenly opens a way, the voice is extremely cold.

"Whew!"

As the cold voice of the river falls, a dark shadow appears. The man is a middle-aged man with long white hair and a shawl. He is wearing a black brocade. His face is expressionless and very cold.

"It's worthy of being the chief of the moon god palace." This man is the mang soul of the weapon refiners guild.

Feng Wuchen and the middle-aged man's battle, two people are watching in the dark.

The reason why jiangshuihan didn't give any help is because of the existence of mang soul, which makes jiangshuihan dare not act rashly.

Cold eyes swept a mang soul, river cold gloomy way: "refining tool master guild is really not small, dare to be an enemy with the spirit emperor."

"I'm just following orders. How dare I fight against the spirit emperor?" Mang soul said without expression.

"White soul?" The cold eyes of the river narrowed slightly, and said fiercely, "it seems that there is no need for the association to exist."

Mang soul did not answer, the figure directly disappeared.

"After the emperor fell asleep, these rebels became more and more rampant!" The river was cold and angry. His face was full of blue veins. He looked terrible.

"Second younger brother, rest in peace. Elder brother will take revenge for you!" The river was cold and fierce, and he clenched his fists tightly.

...

a move to kill the strong man of the moon god palace, Feng Wuchen has already returned to Tianying Pavilion, the capital of the spirit.

"Report to the pavilion leader, the wind and shadow are back!" A killer enters the hall to report.

"Great! I'm back at last! " The destiny is suddenly overjoyed and rushes out of the hall full of excitement and expectation.

"Lord, is it really OK to bring the dead back to life?" Qingliu's expression is still shocked.

"It depends." Shadow soul light smile way, afterward also walked out of the main hall.

Fengwuchen has just arrived at Riyue lake, and destiny has rushed out of the hall.

"Wind shadow! You're back! Come on, I've got the soft spirit liquid ready. Let's try to condense spirit's soul body. " The cry of destiny.

See destiny that monkey urgent appearance, wind dust-free helpless smile.

Fengwuchen can also understand the mood of destiny. Whoever it is will be as anxious as destiny.

"Don't worry about things. You need to worry about everything." The wind has no dust and laughs.

"Yes, yes! Be careless! Don't be careless Tianming nodded quickly. Seeing fengwuchen's confident smile, he was even more excited.

If you don't have enough assurance, how can you laugh?

"Fengying, this is the soft spirit liquid that I went to ask a Tianpin alchemist to refine. The medicine is very weak. It can dispel the cold of ling'er's body." The destiny passes a jade bottle to Feng Wuchen at once.

Feng Wuchen took a look at the spirit liquid, shook his head and said, "brother destiny, this spirit liquid is not feasible. There are too many impurities in this spirit liquid. You also know that linger has been in the ice coffin for decades, and his body has already been frozen. This kind of spirit liquid can't work. It needs more pure spirit liquid."

"Purer spirit liquid?" Destiny said anxiously, "where can I find it? All the powerful alchemists in the sage village have disappeared, and the most powerful alchemists in the spirit capital are in the realm of heaven. "

"Don't worry, elder brother. The spirit liquid is not the most important thing. The most important thing is to condense the soul body of linger. If linger's body is frozen for decades, even if it can dispel the cold, there will be many sequelae." Wind no dust serious way.

After a pause, Feng Wuchen then said: "so, I intend to recast the body of linger. It is not difficult for alchemists. The difficulty lies in the reconsolidation of the soul body and the difficulty in integrating into the new body."

Shadow soul slightly nods, way: "wind shadow is reasonable, it is my negligence."

"Feng Ying, are you an alchemist?" Qingliu was shocked and asked, his eyes widened.

"Well." Feng Wuchen nodded.

"You... Aren't you a craftsman and a calligrapher?" The destiny is shocked to ask a way, the facial expression is stiff looking at the wind is dust-free.

"Can't an alchemist be an alchemist?" Asked Wu Chen.

"The master of weapon refining! Leng Ming is still refining the green Pill on the spot.

After a while, Feng Wuchen and his group came to the palace where the destiny was.

"Destiny elder brother, give me the ghost of ling'er." The wind is dust-free.

Destiny palm bends claw, palm appears a wisp of light blue halo, breath is very weak.

Looking at that wisp of extremely weak, even negligible soul, the wind dust-free heart suddenly suffered something violent impact, moved to the heart, eyes can not help reddening.This is a great father, in order to save his daughter, that wisp of weak soul has been intact for decades.

Even if it is a very slim opportunity, fate has never given up.

The dust-free wind blows out the soul.

Get wind dust-free soul power of moisten, spirit son that weak soul, light blue light suddenly become strong a few minutes.

"Fengying, please." Destiny with trembling voice way, at the moment he is very nervous and very looking forward to.

"I try my best." Feng Wuchen nodded.

For the love of destiny for her daughter, Feng Wuchen will unite the soul of ling'er even if he tries to exert all his soul power.

Under the control of dust-free wind, the light blue soul floats in the air.

Feng Wuchen sat down and made a mark on his hands.

The soul power suddenly increases, the light blue soul in the air, the breath becomes stronger slowly.

The hand gesture of fengwuchen is constantly changing. One after another, the domineering and powerful soul force constantly urges out. The light blue soul, the breath rises again.

With the passage of time, an hour later, the light blue soul began to wriggle up, slowly turned into an illusory figure, the figure of a little girl.

"Ling'er!" Seeing the familiar little girl, the tears of fate fell down, and my heart was very excited.

Destiny has been waiting for decades, and finally it has come to this day.

"It's coming together!" Qingliu was stunned and shocked.

The wind has no dust like this, is completely uses the vigorous soul strength to strengthen the soul of ling'er.

Soon, with a lot of soul power consumption, wind dust-free face gradually pale.

Seeing the pale face of Feng Wuchen, the shadow soul frowned and said, "it seems that condensing the soul body consumes a lot of soul power, so does the soul power of celestial beings."

"Wind shadow! Do hold on The destiny incomparably nervous looked at, the breath sound all lowered down, all knew is the most critical moment.

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