Chapter 168 Miserable and Miserable

"Many elders are working hard to recover my injuries. I should be able to recover by then." Void Swallowing Yan said vaguely.

Emperor Soul Heaven did not expect the Void Swallowing Flame to trust him, but simply said: "The Flame-making Technique can create fake strange fire, but it requires eighth-level beast fire and a large amount of low-level beast fire cultivation. And the truly scarce flame resources have already been Basically he has it firmly under control."

Void Tunyan naturally knew that he was referring to Xiao Yan. Originally, it was quite a joy to have a group of eighth-grade alchemist souls, but who would have thought that the Soul Palace suddenly collapsed?

The duck that reached his mouth flew away, and Wuwu Tunyan's face instantly felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, and then he said in a deep voice: "His strange fire is very strong, even stronger than the Golden Emperor Fentianyan, and his strength is very weak. .”

Emperor Hun Tian just shook his head: "The Burning Technique has been tested. Even if you are a fighting saint, you will lose all your cultivation, and it is difficult for you to refine the Burning Jue fighting spirit you have cultivated."

Void Swallowing Yan naturally knew this. The Fighting Saint had been digested by him to the point where there was no residue left, but he was also very greedy for Xiao Yan's strange fire.

"But this son really can't be kept. With so many flame resources and the inheritance of the Pure Lotus Demon Saint, I'm afraid he can cultivate Fen Jue to the point where he surpasses the heaven level."

"If he is allowed to grow, no one will be his opponent in the future."

While the Soul Emperor was thinking, a figure in a state of embarrassment passed through the void, came to the dark soul world, and landed in front of the two of them.

This figure was none other than Hun Miesheng. At this time, his clothes were disheveled, his breath was weak, and his left shoulder was completely slumped. It seemed that he had just experienced a big battle, and he was the losing side.

"Hun Miesheng, looking at you like this, the mission has failed, right?"

Emperor Hun Tian's voice was very soft, but Hun Miesheng shuddered violently, and panicked and took out a broken picture and a jade bottle full of seals from the Najie.

"The ancient tribe also participated in the auction and even took out the ninth-grade treasure pill to bid. I couldn't compete, so I had no choice but to take action. Fortunately, I got the residual picture and the ninth-grade treasure pill."

Soul Emperor stretched out his hand to grab it, and both the broken picture and the jade bottle were caught in his hand.

Hun Mie Sheng felt a little at ease and continued: "Although I used Master Xu Wu's sub-fire, it did not reveal the cultivation of the Five Star Fighting Saint."

Emperor Soul Heaven was noncommittal, and took out the other three fragments, and looked at the lines of the four fragments that were perfectly put together, and then nodded and said: "It is indeed a real fragment, but this ninth-grade treasure pill is more interesting. "

Emperor Huntian stretched out his hand and pinched it, the jade bottle shattered, and the pill-like thing in it shattered instantly, and then several big characters were formed in the air: "Whoever holds this jade bottle can go to the ancient world to exchange for a ninth-grade treasure pill."

Hun Miesheng's breath was stagnant, and then he quickly bowed his head and cursed: "That ancient tribesman is so despicable!"

Emperor Hun Tian patted Hun Miesheng's shoulder and sighed: "I have also studied the changes in the Soul Palace, but I can't find out what the problem is. The responsibility is not yours. It's just that all the credit and hard work you have done over the years has been wiped out. .”

"Although this mission has some twists and turns, you also got back the remaining pictures."

Soul Emperor paused, and then continued: "I remember that your soul realm has broken through to the perfection of the heaven realm, and you can leave a soul clone."

"Then just stay here with me! As for you, you must kill Xiao Yan at all costs."

Hun Mie Sheng raised his head and looked at Emperor Hun Tian who was smiling. Although Soul Emperor was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes, only indifference without any emotion.

Knowing in his heart that there was no room for rejection, Hun Miesheng could only bow his head: "Yes!"

No matter what the cost, this is the way the Soul Clan has always behaved. Everyone must work hard to complete the mission, because if the mission fails, the end will be more miserable than death.

If Xiao Yan is successfully killed, even if he dies in the mission and leaves a soul clone, there will be a chance of resurrection in the future, but if he fails, he will still be dead even if he is not dead.

Even getting the chance to be resurrected is a special gift given by the Soul Clan Fighting Saint from the Soul Heaven Emperor - the Soul Palace Great Heavenly Saint was used for experiments by the Soul Heaven Emperor and died, with no bones left and his soul scattered.

Everyone in the Soul Clan has their own role. If the Soul Palace is still there, the task of sending someone to death will not be the task of destroying the soul. Naturally, it will be done by those one- and two-star fighting saints.

"Keep the nihilistic Zihuo! Don't let it be snatched away by the ancient tribe again."

Just when Hun Miesheng was about to leave the soul world and look for Xiao Yan, the plain voice of Hun Tiandi reached his ears again.

The departing figure paused for a moment, then Hun Mie Sheng raised his palm, and a strange black flame surged out of his palm.

As the black flames rolled, they faintly gathered into a human face, and then the human face opened its big mouth and bit hard on Hun Miesheng's palm.

Hun Miesheng gave all the fighting energy in his body to the black flames to devour him. His originally pale complexion suddenly became uglier, but the black flames became more and more powerful with Hun Miesheng's support.

In the end, all the fighting energy in Hun Miesheng's body was swallowed up, and the weird human face suddenly let out a scream, and then faced the storm, flew up staggeringly from Hun Miesheng's palm, and turned into a piece of a hundred feet in size. Black head inflammation.

"Pfft..." Hun Mie Sheng spurted blood from his mouth, took back his soul mark, and watched helplessly as the black flame fell into the hands of Void Swallowing Flame.

After bowing to the two of them, Hun Mie Sheng forced his body to leave.

The soul palace that I had worked so hard to manage for most of my life was just gone, and finally ended up like this, and I felt a sense of desolation...

Xiao Yan found the Jinglian Demon Saint at this time.

Jinglian Demon Saint was surprised by Xiao Yan's cultivation speed, but he also felt relieved and gave Xiao Yan the Soul Slaughter Emperor Soul Fruit and the remaining essence and blood.

Xiao Yan mentioned the matter of resurrecting the Pure Lotus Demon Saint, but he learned that the remnant soul of the Pure Lotus Demon Saint had no trace of its origin, and only an ancient heaven-refining formation was left to breathe. When Xiao Yan breaks through the Dou Emperor, this It's time to let go of your breath.

Xiao Yan thought for a while, then came up with a strange idea and brought Zhu Xingyan to this small space.

"What is this?" Jinglian Demon Saint was confused again, and had a new understanding of Xiao Yan's ability to survive.

"This is the spiritual wisdom of Three Thousand Flames. When I was refining Three Thousand Flames, I kept it and refined a body for him." Xiao Yan introduced.

"..." The Pure Lotus Demon Saint naturally thought of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire.

"Jinglian Demon Fire is basically my senior brother. Master, don't you want to teach him personally?" Xiao Yan struck while the iron was hot.

"Alas..." Jinglian Demon Saint sighed heavily. Looking at the slightly stubborn Xiao Yan, he felt a little relieved and a little bitter, and said softly: "I will die of old age."

Xiao Yan was silent. If he died of old age and his life span reached its limit, his soul and body would be like a colander, unable to retain any vitality.

But... Xiao Yan thought of the heavenly tomb and the fetus of the plane, so he explained the related concepts of reincarnation to the Jinglian Demon Saint.

"Reincarnation..." Pure Lotus Demon Saint fell into deep thought. This was beyond the Pure Lotus Demon Saint's understanding. This concept did not exist in his time.

"Yes, teacher, you will marry a wife in your next life, and I will give you the Pure Lotus Demon Fire as your son." Xiao Yan said with great hope.

"..." Jinglian Demon Saint was silent for a while. Thinking of the embarrassing scene, he immediately wanted to reject this brat's proposal.

But Jing Lian Yao Huo's temper is probably something he won't be able to overcome in this life. It would be nice if he could have another chance to teach him.

Thinking of this, Pure Lotus Demon Saint nodded and said: "Then it's up to you..."