Fighting against the sky, making money and moving the universe

Chapter 168 Miserable and miserable
"There are many elders working hard to recover my injuries, and I should be able to recover by then." Void Tunyan said vaguely.

Emperor Huntian didn't expect nothingness to swallow Yan to trust him, but said indifferently: "The Yan Yan Jue can create fake fires, but it needs eighth-level beast fires and a lot of low-level beast fires to cultivate. The really scarce flame resources have already been produced. Basically, he's firmly in control."

Nihility Tunyan naturally knew that he was referring to Xiao Yan. Originally, it was quite happy to have a group of eighth-rank alchemist souls, but who would have thought that the soul palace would suddenly collapse?

The duck with its beak flew away, and Wu Wu Tunyan's face was as uncomfortable as eating a fly, and then said in a deep voice: "His strange fire is very strong, even stronger than Jindi Fen Tianyan, and his strength is very weak .”

Emperor Huntian just shook his head: "The Fen Jue has already been tested, even if the Dou Sheng changes cultivation, his cultivation will be completely lost, and the Fen Jue Dou Qi cultivated is also very difficult for you to refine."

Wuwu Tunyan naturally knew about this, the Dou Sheng had already been digested by him to the point that there was nothing left, but he was also very greedy for Xiao Yan's strange fire.

"However, I really can't keep this son. With so many flame resources and the inheritance of the Jinglian demon saint, I'm afraid he can cultivate Fenjue to the point of surpassing the heavenly level."

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

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

This figure was Hun Miesheng. At this time, his clothes were disheveled, his breath was weak, and his left shoulder was still completely collapsed. It seemed that he had just experienced a big battle, and he was still the one who lost.

"Hun Miesheng, looking at you like this, the mission will not be a failure, right?"

Emperor Huntian's voice was soft, but Hun Miesheng shuddered fiercely, and panickedly took out a fragmented picture and a jade bottle full of seals from the ring.

"The Gu Clan also participated in the auction, and even took out the Ninth Grade Pellet to bid for it. I couldn't compete, so I had to do it. Fortunately, I got both the Remnant Map and the Ninth Grade Pellet."

Emperor Huntian stretched out his hand to grab, and both the remnant map and the jade bottle were held in his hand.

Hun Miesheng was relieved, and then said: "Although I used Master Niangwu's Zihuo, I didn't expose the five-star Dousheng's cultivation."

Emperor Huntian was noncommittal, took out the other three remnants, saw that the patterns of the four remnants fit together perfectly, then nodded and said: "It is indeed a real remnant, but this Ninth Grade Treasure Pill is more interesting. "

Emperor Hun Tian stretched out his hand and squeezed it, the jade bottle shattered, and the pill-like thing in it shattered instantly, and then formed several large characters in the air: "Those who hold this jade bottle can go to the ancient world to exchange for a ninth-grade treasure pill."

Hun Mie Sheng stopped breathing, and then hurriedly bowed his head and cursed: "That ancient man is really despicable!"

Emperor Hun Tian patted Hun Miesheng on the shoulder, and sighed: "I have also studied the changes in the Soul Palace, but I couldn't find out what the problem is. It's not your responsibility. It's just that all your hard work over the years has been cleared away." .”

"Although this mission was a bit turbulent, you have brought back the residual map."

Emperor Huntian paused, and then continued: "I remember that your soul realm has broken through to the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm, and you can leave a soul clone."

"The clone can stay with me! As for you, you must kill Xiao Yan at all costs."

Hun Miesheng raised his head and looked at the smiling Hun Tiandi.Although Emperor Huntian was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes, only indifference without any emotion.

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

At all costs, this has always been the style of the Soul Clan. Everyone has to work hard to complete the task, because if the task fails, the end will only be more miserable than death.

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

What's more, the opportunity to be resurrected is a special gift from the soul clan fighting saints given by the emperor of the soul.

Everyone in the Soul Clan has their own role. If the Soul Palace is still there, this kind of death mission is not up to Soul Miesheng. Naturally, those one or two star fighters will do it.

"Keep the Zihuo of nothingness! Don't be snatched away by the ancients again."

Just when Hun Miesheng was about to leave the Soul Realm and look for Xiao Yan, the plain voice of Emperor Huntian reached his ears again.

The leaving figure paused, Hun Miesheng raised his palm, and a strange black flame gushed out from his palm.

While the black flames were tumbling, they faintly gathered into a human face, and then this human face opened its mouth wide, biting fiercely on the palm of Hun Miesheng.

Hun Miesheng sent all the fighting energy in his body to Hei Yan to devour, his already pale complexion suddenly became more ugly, but that Hei Yan became more and more vigorous under the support of Hun Miesheng.

In the end, Hun Miesheng's fighting spirit was completely swallowed up, and that strange human face suddenly let out a shriek, and then rose against the wind, flying unsteadily from Hun Miesheng's palm, turning into a piece of land that was hundreds of feet in size. Head black inflammation.

"Pfft..." Hun Miesheng spurted blood from his mouth, retracted his soul imprint, and watched the black flame fall into the hands of nothing swallowing Yan.

After saluting the two, Hun Miesheng forced his body to leave.

The soul hall that has worked so hard for most of my life is gone, and finally ended up like this, and I feel a sense of desolation when the soul dies...

At this time, Xiao Yan approached the Demon Saint Jinglian.

Demon Saint Jinglian was very surprised by Xiao Yan's cultivation speed, but also felt a burst of relief, and gave Xiao Yan all the soul fruit of Emperor Molting Spirit and the remaining blood essence.

Xiao Yan mentioned the resurrection of the Jinglian Demon Saint, but he learned that the remnant soul of the Jinglian Demon Saint has no source, and there is only an ancient formation of refining the sky. It's time to let go of your breath.

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

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

"This is the spiritual wisdom of Sanqian Yanhuo. I kept him when refining Sanqianyanyanhuo and refined a body for him." Xiao Yan introduced.

"..." The demon sage Jinglian naturally thought of the demon fire of Jinglian.

"Jinglian Yaohuo is basically my senior brother. Teacher, don't you want to teach him yourself?" Xiao Yan struck while the iron was hot.

"Alas..." Demon Saint Jinglian sighed heavily, looking at the stubborn Xiao Yan, he was a little relieved and also a little bit bitter, and said softly, "I'm just dying of old age."

Xiao Yan remained silent. If he died of old age and his lifespan reached the 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 Embryo of the Plane, so he explained the concept of reincarnation with the Demon Sage Jinglian.

"Reincarnation..." Demon Saint Jinglian fell into deep thought. This was beyond the understanding of Demon Saint Jinglian, and he didn't have this concept at that time.

"That's right, the teacher will marry a wife in his next life, and I will give you Jinglian Yaohuo as my son." Xiao Yan said with full of expectation.

"..." Demon Saint Jinglian was silent again, thinking of the embarrassing scene, he immediately wanted to reject this brat's proposal.

But Jinglian Yaohuo's temperament, I'm afraid I won't be able to overcome it in this life, if I can have another chance to teach him, it would be nice.

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

(End of this chapter)