Chapter 2829: A touch of spirit

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Listening to that sentence to go back to research, the public emperors left the scene one after another.

Behind him, the black silhouettes were watched as they left. Each look was very different. Some people were still trapped in Jiuwen Dan, and the meaning was still inexhaustible. To this day, they ca n’t believe that Jiuwen was born, Dan Sheng Ye Chen, and created a myth. Thinking about that monster, he was not brave, he robbed Dan of the tenth emperor of Dachu, seriously underestimated Dachu, and was suppressed by the Eucharist.

"The show is over, and we go home."

"You said, can the nine gods return soul spirits to resurrect the great **** of great famine."

"It must be, or the evil **** will die in vain."

The rumors were rising one after another. At this moment, I was reminded of demons, and looked sad and sad, and the sacrifice became the spirit of Dan, only to resurrect her lover, the soul-relieving Dan, which carried her longing.

Tian Xuan Men.

The quasi-perfect emperors have been divided into two groups, such as Jiudian Yan Luo, Taishang Laojun, and Yuanshi Tianzun. They walked away with that monster, so outstanding that they should be studied carefully; Respecting the gods and the great emperor of Chu, they all stayed in the small bamboo forest, and the ninth turn to restore the soul, and the refining of the soul, whether the resurrection of the dead is all today.

Shining in the bright moonlight, the Devouring Devourer gently brushed his hands.

But with a humming sound, an old stone bed was taken out, with an ancient body lying on it. It was Muliuqing. I do n’t know how many years the dust was sealed. Yuanshen has long been buried.

Ye Chen stepped forward, took the redemption pill, and pressed it gently into his flesh.

Then, it was chaotic fire, covering Muliuqing's whole body, refining the medicine power of returning the soul, and the medicine power was dissolved. The majestic vitality, tumultuous, and tumultuous, and the spirit of non-dange was comparable. Drowning Muliu Qing over and over again, even a trace of divine power poured into his extremities, bones, internal organs, and strange veins, giving this ancient body a golden layer of glory, years The dust was blown away.

Ye Chen's eyes were slightly stunned, and he could see the most origin through his body surface.

The healing power of Jiuzhuanhuandan has been spread all over Muliuqing's whole body. It has been incorporated into the body bit by bit. The materials for refining the souldan are all treasures in the world. Every rare fairy material has its own inexplicable magic power. Many immortals become one, many divine powers merge together, and a new divine power will be intertwined, which is the legendary soul power.

Can it be resurrected.

The quasi-perfect emperor's eyes did not squint, and they all returned to see the soul resurrection. As for whether they could be resurrected, no one knows, but only the body of this great desolate **** has a touch of spirituality. I do n’t know whether it is the spirit of the demon, or the Mu Liuqing. The spirit, gathered in its brows, never dissipated over time.

This is one day.

When the night came, I saw the glory of Mu Liuqing's body, completely annihilated, lying quietly on the stone bed, like a stone carved statue, motionless, the ancient vicissitudes could not be covered.

"That's over?"

Elderly, old and stunned, all the prospective emperors also frowned, and served the soul of Dan, waiting for his resurrection? Can wait for a day, no response, there is no sign of resurrection.

At present, all the old guys are looking to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, I've seen Lao Tzu use it. I haven't seen it before. This is my first time!

So, hurried for another day, still unawakened.

They were waiting, and the Dachu people were also waiting. Hearing this, monks from the Quartet also rushed, and there were always a few talents. They did not sleep in the middle of the night, ran to Tianxuan Gate, and wanted to know the soul Whether the resurrection of the Great God of Wasteland has been resurrected, I also want to know the origin of the monster.

Unfortunately, Tian Xuan Men is under martial law and no one is allowed to enter.

On the third day, the old and immoral quasi-employees gathered together and rolled around the stone bed, scratching their hands, scratching their beards, shaving their beards, and one or two restless people. Reaching out and pinching Muliuqing's body is stiffer than expected.

On the fifth day, the God of Creation exerted his power of creation without success.

On the sixth day, the king of the human stream cleared his body, took a drop of blood, and hung it in the air for a long time. He also used this to perform Zhoutian evolution. The blood is real blood, but there is no trace of life.

On the seventh day, Ye Chen took the small gourd and melted it with a little emperor's essence.

On the eighth day, all quasi-perfect emperors were honest, they all found seats, and most of them were holding their chins in their hands, waiting boringly. If this could not be resurrected, he would be really nonsense.

Night fell quietly, and Xinghui poured the moonlight.

"Woke up."

Fu Ya shouted, and everyone was shocked.

Why do you need him to say that everyone has also seen, can see Mu Liuqing's fingers, a slight trembling, even if he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes are empty, his look is also dumb, like a sorrowful, Lying on the stone bed like that, staring at the vast starry sky.

The Lord stepped forward, reaching out and shaking in front of his eyes.

Of course, if Mu Liuqing is blind, his eyes will not blink, and he will not have the slightest breath.

"Returning soul Dan has called back a trace of his spirit." Di Ji whispered.

"It's not going to happen overnight."

"It's just a matter of time."

The quasi-perfect emperors took a deep breath, but also sighed. Although Mu Liuqing was resurrected, but the demon was dead, this pair of desperate lovers can no longer continue to lead.

They are like flowers on the other shore, one for Ye and one for flowers. She lives and dies, she lives and dies, Hua Ye doesn't want to see, life and death are forever apart, and what happens when she wishes, leaving nothing to regret.

For a time, a thick sorrow caused the bamboo forest to twilight.

Ye Chen turned around and walked away. Outside the small bamboo forest, I saw King Qin Guang sitting on the stone, gray-haired, pale, and dumb, like a dead walking dead.

Ye Chen sighed and walked gently.

Not long after, Dong Huang was too hearted and they also came out, leaving only Mo Yuan to guard Mu Liuqing.

Tianxuanmen Earth Palace, they appeared again.

"Can be resurrected."

Seeing Ye Chen's arrival, Yan Luo, who studied the monsters, turned their attention.

"A spirit has been recalled."

Ye Chen replied, and he settled in front of the altar. The monster was sealed on it. He was no longer in the state of blood succession and did not fall asleep. He had big eyes, his bones were turning, he was scarlet like blood When I saw Ye Chen, there was an extra touch.

"There is spirit to rise."

Here, the Yan Luos also took a deep breath and sighed, just like the previous sword gods. I could not imagine how painful Mu Liu could be when he learned the truth.

The thoughts of sighs were suppressed, and the quasi-perfect emperor surrounded the monster again, scanning up and down, left and right, the blood of the monster was chaotic, and the memory was chaotic, and no clue could be found.

Ye Chenshi deduced, traced back as much as possible, but found the source, but chaos.

"Really mutated beings?"

The king frowned. He has seen all the blood in the world, such as monsters. It was the first time he saw it. The origins are chaotic and there is a limit of blood inheritance. There are too many doubts about the history.

Being stared at by the quasi-perfect emperor, the monster laughed more and more, ignoring everyone, only Ye Chen.

"You know me?" Ye Chen said lightly.

The monsters only laughed and said nothing. Yan Luo had been used to it, researched around him for nine days, and asked what he didn't say, and just laughed. Why do n’t you laugh, are you happy?

"Pull it out, stew it in a pot!"

"I don't know what it is, I'm really embarrassed to talk about it, it's not good to be poisoned."

"I think it's more reliable to bake."

A few old guys, if you talk about cross talk, you say nothing to me. You don't want to find the source of the monsters. You just think about eating and eating. For such a large figure, you have to find a big iron pot.