Chapter 1208

"call out!"

When the battle was over, a shadow appeared.

The person who came was none other than Tong Jiang Shuihan, most of the Moon God Palace.

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

Jiang Shuihan is the realm of the late Tianjun, and is stronger than middle-aged men in terms of strength.

"Your Excellency should be the Reckless Soul of the Refiner Guild? Show up." Jiang Shuihan suddenly said, his voice extremely cold.

"call out!"

Jiang Shuihan's voice fell, and a black shadow appeared. The person who came was a middle-aged man with long white hair and a shawl. He was wearing a black brocade clothes. His face was expressionless and very cold.

"As expected of the Dadu of the Moon God Palace." This person was the Reckless Soul of the Refiner Guild.

Feng Wuchen and the middle-aged man were both watching the battle in secret.

The reason why Jiang Shuihan did not help is because of the existence of the reckless soul, and the restraint of the reckless soul made Jiang Shuihan dare not act rashly.

Glancing at Manghun with icy eyes, Jiang Shuihan said gloomily: "The Refiner Guild is very courageous, and it dares to be the enemy of the Spirit Emperor."

"I'm just following orders, how dare I be the enemy of the Emperor Ling?" Manghun said expressionlessly.

"White Soul?" Jiang Shuihan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said fiercely: "It seems that the Refiner Guild does not need to exist anymore!"

Reckless Soul did not answer, and the figure immediately disappeared.

"After Tianzun fell asleep, these rebels are getting more and more mad!" Jiang Shuihan was furious, his face was full of blue veins, and his appearance was very terrifying.

"Second brother, rest in peace, eldest brother will definitely avenge you!" Jiang Shuihan said fiercely, clenching his fists tightly.

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With one move to kill the Moon God Palace powerhouse, Feng Wuchen has returned to the Lingdu Tianying Pavilion at this time.

"Reporting to the pavilion master, Fengying is back!" A killer entered the hall to report.

"Great! I'm finally back!" Tianming was overjoyed, and rushed out of the hall with excitement and anticipation.

"Pavilion Master, is it really possible to bring the dead back to life?" Qingliu's expression was still shocked.

"It depends on the situation." Shadow Soul smiled lightly, and then walked out of the hall.

Feng Wuchen had just arrived at Sun Moon Lake, and the destiny had already rushed out of the hall.

"Fengying! You are back! Hurry, I have prepared the soft spiritual fluid, let's try to condense Ling'er's soul body." Destiny shouted excitedly.

Seeing Tianming's anxious appearance, Feng Wuchen smiled helplessly.

Feng Wuchen can also understand Destiny's mood, and whoever it is, will be as anxious as Destiny.

"Brother Tianming, don't worry, the matter of condensing Ling'er's soul body cannot be sloppy, it needs to be done step by step." Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

"Yes, yes! No sloppy! No sloppy!" Tianming nodded quickly, seeing Feng Wuchen's confident smile, he was even more excited.

If there is not enough confidence, how can Feng Wuchen be able to laugh?

"Feng Ying, this is the gentle spiritual liquid that I went to beg a heaven-grade alchemist to refine. The medicinal power is very weak, and it can expel the cold air from Ling'er's body." Tianming hurriedly handed a jade bottle to Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen glanced at the spiritual liquid, shook his head and said: "Brother Tianming, this spiritual liquid is not feasible, this spiritual liquid has too many impurities, you also know that Ling'er has been in the ice coffin for decades, and her body has long been frozen. This kind of spiritual liquid is not enough, it needs a more pure spiritual liquid."

"A purer spiritual liquid?" Tianming said anxiously: "Where do I go to find this? The powerful alchemists of Shengxianzhuang have now disappeared, and the most powerful alchemists in Lingdu are also in the heavenly realm."

"Brother Tianming, don't worry, the spiritual liquid is not the most important thing. The most important thing is to condense Ling'er's soul body. Ling'er's body has been frozen for decades. Even if it can expel the cold, there will be many sequelae." Feng Wuchen is serious. road.

After a pause, Feng Wuchen continued: "So, I plan to recast Ling'er's physical body, which is not difficult for an alchemist, but the difficulty lies in the re-condensed soul body, which is difficult to integrate into the new physical body. "

Shadow Soul nodded slightly and said, "Feng Ying's words are reasonable, but the old man was negligent."

"Feng Ying, are you an alchemist?" Qing Liu asked in shock, his eyes widening.

"Yeah." Feng Wuchen nodded.

"You...Aren't you an artifact refiner and an inscription master?" Tianming asked in shock, looking at Feng Wuchen with a stiff expression.

"Can't the alchemist be an alchemist?" Feng Wuchen asked back.

"Divine Grade Artifact Refiner! He's still an Inscription Master, and now he's an Alchemist..." Qing Liu was completely stunned on the spot.

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

"Brother Tianming, give me Ling'er's remnant soul." Feng Wuchen said.

Destiny's palm flexed its claws, and a light blue halo appeared out of thin air on the palm of the palm, and the breath was very weak.

Looking at the extremely weak, even negligible soul, Feng Wuchen's heart was suddenly hit by something violently, and the emotion flooded into his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

This is a great father. In order to save his daughter, the weak soul has been preserved intact for decades.

Even if it is an extremely slim opportunity, Destiny never gave up.

The soul force was activated, Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the weak soul floated into Feng Wuchen's hand.

With the nourishment of Feng Wuchen's soul force, Ling'er's weak soul, the pale blue light suddenly became a little stronger.

"Fengying, please." Tianming said in a trembling voice, at this moment he was very nervous and looking forward to it.

"I'll try my best." Feng Wuchen nodded.

For Tianming's love for his daughter, even if Feng Wuchen uses all his soul power, he must condense Ling'er's soul body.

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

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

Soul power suddenly increased, and the light blue soul in the air gradually became stronger.

Feng Wuchen's gestures kept changing, and one after another, domineering and majestic soul force was constantly mobilized, and the light blue soul's breath soared again.

As time passed, an hour later, the light blue soul began to wriggle, and slowly transformed into an illusory figure, the figure of a little girl.

"Ling'er!" Seeing the familiar little girl, Destiny's tears fell, and she felt extremely excited.

Destiny has waited for decades, and finally this day has come.

"It's actually condensed!" Qing Liu was stunned, and his heart was extremely shocked.

Like Feng Wuchen, he used his powerful soul force to forcibly strengthen Ling'er's soul.

Soon, with the massive consumption of soul power, Feng Wuchen's face gradually paled.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's pale face, Shadow Soul frowned and said: "It seems that condensing the soul body consumes a lot of soul power, and the soul power of the immortal realm is also so difficult."

"Feng Ying! You must hold on!" Tianming watched nervously, his breathing was lowered, and he knew it was the most critical moment. (To be continued)