Chapter 1209

Condensing the soul body, a powerful refiner can do it.

But a remnant soul as weak as Ling'er is too weak to be ignored, not even a Celestial Item Refiner can do it.

If it wasn't for Feng Wuchen's domineering soul force, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to support it.

Feng Wuchen, who was constantly activating his soul power, was already a little twitchy at this time, and the beads of sweat rolled down.

Forcibly condensing the incomparably weak soul, it can be seen that the consumption of soul power is very huge.

Even if Feng Wuchen's soul power reaches the realm of congenital products, it is quite difficult.

Tianming was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he was secretly worried that Feng Wuchen would not be able to support it. After all, Linger's illusory soul body had already been condensed.

If you can't hold on at this time, isn't it all forgone?

Destiny kept praying in his heart.

"Brother Tianming, open the ice coffin! Quick!" I don't know how long it took, Feng Wuchen suddenly said, looking anxious.

Destiny did what he said, and with a wave of his hand, the ice coffin opened.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand suddenly, and in the ice coffin, Linger's corpse, which had been frozen for decades, flew out and was suspended at the same height as the soul body.

"Using Ling'er's flesh and blood into the soul body? Even an immortal-grade alchemist can't do it, Feng Ying dares to take the risk." Yinghun said in horror.

Feng Wuchen once again forced his soul force to form a seal on his hands.

"Master, if you continue to consume it, you will not be able to hold it." The worried voice of the annual ring ruler came.

"Shut up!" Feng Wuchen scolded through voice transmission.

"The annual ring ruler, don't disturb the master, the master has his own measure!" Long Shenjian sound transmission scolded.

In mid-air, the soul body and the corpse slowly rotated faster, and the light blue light became stronger and stronger.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Feng Wuchen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became paler.

"Master!" The annual ring ruler and the soul of the unicorn battle armor were extremely panicked.

"Fengying!" The sudden scene made Tianming's heart tremble with fright, and his heart almost jumped out.

The main shadow soul of the Tianying Pavilion could not sit still at this time, his face was worried, but he could do nothing.

Tianying Pavilion only has killers, no alchemists, and no one can help Feng Wuchen.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Feng Wuchen struggled, his breath was already very weak, and he might not be able to support it at any time.

Feng Wuchen quickly took out the Rotten Bone Spirit Crystal obtained in the Heavenly Tomb and swallowed it, and the Rotten Bone Spirit Crystal instantly turned into a violent soul force for Feng Wuchen to absorb.

The newly recovered soul force was instantly stimulated by Feng Wuchen again, and it was continuously provided to Linger's soul body for absorption.

The rapidly spinning soul body and corpse are now completely covered by the bright light blue light, and no one knows what changes have taken place inside.

But judging from the breath of the soul body, Linger's soul body continues to grow.

"Feng Ying, you must hold on!" Tian Ming stared at the pale blue light and Feng Wuchen nervously.

"Hold on! Hold on!" Qing Liu's expression became tense at this moment, and he kept praying in his heart.

When Feng Wuchen's last soul power was exhausted, he was completely weak, and his supporting hands also fell.

"puff!"

After a while, due to the excessive consumption of soul power, Feng Wuchen spat out a mouthful of blood again.

Ling'er's soul body, which was constantly growing, also stopped at this moment.

"Fengying!" Destiny and Shadow Soul shouted in panic.

"Master!" The device souls such as the annual ring ruler and the dragon sword turned pale in shock.

"Failed... failed?" Qing Liu stared blankly at the light blue light that was still spinning.

"Feng Ying! Feng Ying! Are you okay? Don't scare me, even if you fail, I won't blame you, you don't have to work so hard." Tianming hurriedly supported the collapsed Feng Wuchen, panicked and anxious.

Feng Wuchen's extremely pale face showed a smile that was uglier than crying. I don't know if it was a wry smile or what, but in short, it was too weak to speak.

"Feng Ying! Quickly take the medicinal pill!" Tianming panicked and took out the healing pill and gave it to Feng Wuchen.

"Pavilion Master, how is Feng Ying?" Seeing that Feng Wuchen seemed to have lost consciousness, Qing Liu couldn't help but ask.

"The soul power is exhausted too much, the injury is not serious, and there is no fear of life." After checking Feng Wuchen's situation, Shadow Soul could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's fine! Feng Ying has done his best, it doesn't matter if he can't save Ling'er." Tianming also sighed in relief. Having said that, he was still extremely disappointed in his heart.

Seeing that Ling'er could be resurrected and appear in front of him, but Feng Wuchen couldn't support him and fell at the critical moment, how could Destiny not be disappointed?

But Feng Wuchen has done his best, and Tianming will not blame it.

"No, the breath of Ling'er's soul body has not weakened." Shadow Soul suddenly said, his eyes fixed on the light blue light that was still spinning.

"What?" Tianming and Qingliu hurriedly looked at the pale blue light.

Ling'er's soul aura, without Feng Wuchen's provision, really hasn't weakened, and it seems to have stabilized.

"Pavilion Master, this... what's going on? Is this a failure or a success?" Tianming asked anxiously, feeling very complicated.

"I don't know either, but even if it fails, at least Ling'er's soul body has grown, so there's no need to worry that the soul will dissipate." Shadow Soul frowned, he couldn't understand what was going on.

After a while, the light blue light ball in the rotation slowly dissipated, and the rotation speed slowly slowed down.

When all the light blue light dissipated, Ling'er's body had disappeared, leaving only an illusory soul body, which was Ling'er's soul body.

Ling'er's soul body was in a deep sleep state and did not open her eyes.

"Ling'er!" Looking at the little girl, Destiny's tears fell again.

"This is indeed Ling'er's complete soul body, absolutely can't go wrong!" Shadow Soul said with certainty.

"Is this a success?" Qing Liu looked at Ling'er's soul body with stunned expression.

"Fortunately...fortunately not...humiliated..." Feng Wuchen's extremely weak voice sounded.

"Fengying, are you feeling better?" Destiny asked with concern.

"Fortunately not humiliated? Do you mean success?" Qingliu looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.

"Ling...Linger's...soul body has been successfully condensed..." Feng Wuchen struggled.

"Fengying, is what you said true? Did it really succeed?" Destiny asked excitedly, looking at Ling'er's soul body with tears in her eyes.

After a while, Ling'er's eyes suddenly wriggled a few times.

"It's moving! Ling'er's eyes are moving!" Destiny exclaimed in ecstasy, trembling with excitement.

Slowly, Linger's eyes slowly opened.

"Linger! Linger!" Destiny shouted excitedly.

Hearing the familiar shout, Ling'er looked at Tianming, blinked her big watery eyes, and immediately showed a happy smile: "Daddy!"

"My baby girl! My baby girl!" Tianming cried with joy, unable to control his emotions and cried.

A daddy sound, crisp and sweet, instantly melted Destiny's heart, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

After decades of waiting, finally the day when Linger came back to life. (To be continued)