War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Hey!

In the extremely quiet room with a closed door, a soft whistle sounded out of thin air. ..

I saw a purple youth standing in front of the bed, a flame coming out of the palm of his hand, a condensed flame.

This flame is different from the usual flame.

Because the flame is purple throughout.

Not only that, around the purple flame, there is a layer of faint gold rim.

Zijindan fire!

This is ‘one product Dan fire’.

The purple youth, who was separated from the Lujia family ‘Lu Rui’, returned to Duan Lingtian. After Duan Lingtian returned, he returned directly to his room.

After returning to the house, he hugged the sleeping Phoenix dance lying in the 'Hail' and put it on the bed.

After that, he condensed this product.

"The ‘solid souls’ that have survived for a whole 5,000 years can only be smelted by a fire of more than one product.”

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian’s lips moved slightly and muttered to himself.

If there is a second awake person here, and I hear the words of Duan Lingtian, I will definitely feel inexplicable.

"A product is a fire, isn't it the highest-grade Dan fire? Why come to the 'one product' or more?"

The person will definitely issue such a question.

Of course, this is also the person who does not know the existence of the 'pre-employee pharmacist' and the ‘the royal pharmacist’.

Otherwise, he certainly won't say that.

The royal pharmacist is the ‘chemical pharmacist’ who really stands at the top of the Yunxiao mainland!

While muttering to himself, Duan Lingtian took out a strange root-shaped medicine, and all the 'roots' of the root medicine were curled together, which looked extremely strange.

It’s ‘Solid Roots’!

A moment, the soul of the soul was led by Duan Lingtian and arrived at the upper end of the ‘一品丹火’, allowing him to completely cover it.

A quarter of an hour later, there is still no change in the soul.

"It’s the root of the soul that survived the 'five thousand years'... For a quarter of an hour, it’s not enough to smelt it without the help of Yao Ding’s ‘一品丹火’.”

Section Ling Tian could not help but marvel.

After that, Duan Lingtian took out the medicine tripod, and then the soul of the soul was lost.

With the help of Ding Ding, Duan Lingtian soon smelt the soul of the soul, and added some common medicinal materials, and successfully refined the liquid he needed.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to refine the condensed medicinal herbs, but the solid soul roots that have been smelted. There is no way to condense them into medicinal herbs, so he can only use them to refine the liquid.

Hey!

Dong Lingtian raised his hand, a palm shot on the medicine tripod, ‘one product Dan fire’ entangled medicine Ding’s mouth, like a faint barrier.

Hey!

After that, a pool of black ink like a liquid, like a sharp arrow, passed through the barrier formed by the ‘一品丹火’, flew out and stopped in the air.

An invisible force, plucking from the hands of Duan Lingtian, pulling a pool of liquid medicine constantly rolling in the air.

After picking up the medicine tripod, Duan Lingtian pulled the liquid to the bed, and the other hand lifted the Fengtian dance on the bed, letting her half lie on the bed.

At the same time, his hand slowly opened the slightly dry mouth of Feng Tianwu.

Call!

At this time, Duan Lingtian's medicinal liquid arrived at the mouth of Fengtian Dance, slowly blending into her mouth and blending into her body.

A moment, all the liquid medicine was sent to the body of Feng Tian Dance by Duan Lingtian.

"Day Dance."

After everything was completed, Duan Lingtian breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time extended his mental strength, paying attention to the ‘medical power’ of the liquefaction of the solid soul refining system.

The mental power of Duan Lingtian can be clearly sensed.

After the medicine was integrated into the body of Fengtian Dance, she went straight to her mind and gathered in her mind for a moment, straight to her broken soul.

The soul is like a flame, hanging in the depths of my mind, and it keeps flashing.

The soul of Fengtian Dance has broken a corner.

This is also the 'root cause' that causes her to be unconscious.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

......

A gathering of potions in the mind of Fengtian Dance, which has swept out from all directions, has been integrated into her soul for a moment and gathered together.

The soul of Fengtian Dance is completely shrouded, and only the potency is constantly rolling outside.

"According to common sense, if there is only ‘solid soul root', the soul of the heavenly dance cannot be fully restored... even if it is the soul of the soul that survived the world’s 'five thousand years’!”

Dong Lingtian is somewhat lost.

"I don't know if Tianwu can wake up... If I wake up, I am afraid there will be some negative effects from the broken soul."

Dong Lingtian’s heart moved and made the worst plan.

"I hope that the ‘reward’ that my family will help me can really reward me with the ‘definite soul grass’... As a result, the soul of the heavenly dance can be completely healed.”

Thinking of this, Duan Lingtian’s face is full of expectations.

Time has passed quietly.

The soul of Fengtian Dance is still wrapped by the rolling force, which makes it difficult for Duan Lingtian's mental strength to get close to the point.

However, Duan Lingtian is silently waiting in front of the bed, waiting for the final result.

He knows that when the medicine is fully integrated into the soul of Fengtian Dance, there will be two possible outcomes.

One of the results is nothing more than Fengtian Dance continues to be unconscious, until the meditation of the 'definite soul grass' refining can be reawakened.

Another result, Fengtian Dance will wake up, but her soul is still in a broken state, which will inevitably have some negative effects on her.

The night is coming, and the fingers in the darkness are not seen, but they have not affected Duan Lingtian.

The potion is still rolling.

The spiritual strength of Duan Lingtian seems to be telling him at the moment that he is in the depths of Feng Tian’s mind.

He sat in front of the bed and waited patiently.

I don't know when, the light shrouded the earth, and the whole room was bright.

"Okay!"

At this time, Duan Lingtian discovered that the potion of the liquid refining through the 'Solid Roots' has been fully integrated into the soul of Fengtian Dance, repairing part of the wounds of the Fengtian Dance soul.

"Day Dance!"

After regaining his mental strength, Duan Lingtian looked at Feng Tian Dance with a sullen look and held her hand.

Because I was lying in the hail and was stimulated by the cold, Feng Tianwu’s hand was very hot. Even after leaving the hail for a whole day, her hand was so hot.

However, Duan Lingtian did not care about these.

His gaze, firmly locked the beautiful face of Fengtian dance, he just wants to know, the soul repaired part of the Fengtian dance, whether it will wake up.

Time has passed quietly.

A half hour of time has passed.

Fengtian Dance still has no signs of waking up.

"唉."

Seeing this, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but sigh and at the same time took back his gaze and muttered: "It seems that you still have to wait for the ‘definite soul grass' to make the sky dance wake up.”

"唔."

And at this moment, a slight voice came and pierced into Ling Tian's ear, as if the thunder was so deep that his pupils shrank and the whole person suddenly stood up.

His gaze, lightning-like, and once again locked the red woman on the bed, Feng Tian dance.

I saw only the small movements of the Fengtian dance, and the beautiful face also had a movement.

After that, her pair of water-like autumns opened, and at first glance she saw the segment of Ling Tian who was looking at her, but there was no strange emotion in the day.

Unfamiliar.

When Fengtian Dance looked at Duan Lingtian, a pair of blind people looked very strange, just like never knowing Duan Lingtian.

This is full of strange eyes, and it’s a bit of a pain in the spur of the day.

"It seems that my biggest concern is still happening."

Dong Lingtian muttered to himself.

Call!

Dong Lingtian has not had time to react, and a red light flashed in front of him.

The next moment, he found that Feng Tian Dance had left the bed and disappeared in front of his eyes.

At the same time, he clearly sensed that there was a hot breath behind him.

"Day Dance!"

Dong Lingtian turned back and looked at the suspension in the air, the red clothes turbulent, and the whole body rose into a burning flame of Fengtian dance.

He found that Feng Tianwu looked at his eyes, still did not contain any feelings, and was extremely strange, as if looking at a stranger.

A deep breath, Duan Lingtian pressed the feeling of swaying, softly asked: "Day dance, don't you know me? I am a big brother."

"Down Brother?"

When you hear the words of Ling Tian, ​​the Feng Tian dance brow standing in the air is locked up, seems to be thinking about something.

The red dress on her body swayed with the burning flame around her body, setting off her whole person like a fire elf, lost fire elf.

"Yes, I am a big brother! Duan Lingtian!"

Duan Lingtian saw that the sky dance seemed to be thinking, and quickly hit the snake with the stick, intended to awaken her memory.

"I don't know!"

Just, he was waiting for the cold drink of Fengtian dance.

Not only that, with the Fengtian dance cold and screaming, her beautiful and pretty face seems to be covered with a layer of frost, and even the flames around her body are hard to melt.

Hey!

With Feng Tianwu raising her hand, she has a sword in her hand, a red soft sword that is five feet long and thin like a flap.

It’s exactly what Mrs. Ling Tian gave her in the past!

Just, at this moment, she pointed the sword sent by Duan Lingtian to Duan Lingtian and said lightly: "What the **** are you?!"

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

......

At this moment, there was a rush of voice outside the door. It was Xiong Quan who heard that there was a change in the room of Duan Lingtian and hurriedly rushed over.

Just, he didn't get any response.

"Day dance, I am a big brother... Have you forgotten? The sword in your hand was given to you not long ago. Have you forgotten all this?"

Even in the face of the sword pointing to his own Fengtian dance, Duan Lingtian did not raise any vigilance, he looked at the Fengtian dance, patiently awakened the memory of Fengtian dance.

"Section of Big Brother? Is this sword given to me?"

Feng Tianwu looked at Duan Lingtian and looked at the sword in his hand and muttered.

"Yes. Do you think of it?"

Dong Lingtian nodded, looking forward to watching Feng Tian dance.

Although he was psychologically prepared, when he discovered that the Fengtian Dance that had awakened had forgotten him, his heart was full of helplessness and bitterness.