Dou Po: Rebirth of Xiao Yan, many children and many blessings

Chapter 158
When the last trace of corpse energy left the body, Xiao Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With a flick of his finger, two powerful blasts of wind shot out at an astonishing speed, hitting the chest and forehead of the corpse.

There was a bang, and two fist-sized holes appeared on the body, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

It turned out that the remaining blood had been completely evaporated in the process of tempering the corpse energy.

At this time, the body of the Douzong strongman had shrunk several times, and the skin all over his body showed a cold gray color, tightly sticking to the dry muscles, and the palms became extremely slender, like sharp daggers.

Xiao Yan followed the instructions on the bamboo slip and tempered it briefly, then stretched out his hand and the fiery red magic core floated out, and finally fell steadily into the small hole in the corpse's chest.

Xiao Yan expressionlessly took out a jade bottle, and a powerful soul wave faintly emanated from the jade bottle.

"Xiao Yan, what are you going to do to let me go?" As soon as the jade bottle appeared, an angry roar filled with resentment came from it.

The sound was like a trapped beast, struggling desperately, trying to break free.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth, he held his hand, and the jade bottle exploded.

A black soul emerged from it. As soon as the soul appeared, it rushed out of the cave desperately.

However, it was destined to be unable to escape from Xiao Yan's grasp. The latter was well prepared and grabbed it back.

Xiao Yan glanced at the soul of the Iron Protector struggling desperately, and flames surged from his hands.

The flame was like a roaring beast, directly enveloping the Iron Guardian's soul.

Piercing screams and vicious curses suddenly resounded in the room.

Xiao Yan seemed to have never heard the vicious curse.

He continued to increase the temperature of the flame, as if to completely refine the Iron Guardian's soul.

As the high temperature continued, the iron guardian who had been sealed for so long finally could no longer hold up. After a slight sound, the sanity hidden in the soul disappeared in an instant.

After refining the Iron Protector's mind, Xiao Yan glanced at the black mist on his palm.

Immediately with a slight throw, the black mist turned into a black air dragon, which penetrated into the hole on the forehead of the corpse like lightning.

As this unconscious soul entered, the closed eyes of Douzong's corpse suddenly opened, and the pupils were filled with darkness.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan was not surprised.

With a flick of his fingers, metal objects with a strange luster flashed out from his ring, and finally floated in front of him.

After taking a look at the many strange metals flying in front of him and nodding slightly, Xiao Yan held the colorful flames in his palm like a pillar of fire, and a suction force came out to pull the metals in.

Xiao Yan completed the metal refining, but the perfect fit between the body, soul and demon core has not yet appeared.

However, he did not feel the slightest impatience, because he knew that the more impatient he was about this kind of thing, the easier it would be to miss that perfect moment.

He sat on the boulder like an old monk in trance, maintaining the same state of mind.

Time passed quietly in silence. Three days later, his body suddenly trembled violently, and his closed eyes opened instantly.

There was a hint of unconcealable ecstasy in his eyes. The perfect moment that flashed like lightning during the tempering process was finally firmly captured by him!

This perfect moment made Xiao Yan feel extremely happy and accomplished.

He could feel that the puppet's body, soul and magic core formed a perfect whole under the influence of this perfect fit.A flash of joy flashed across Xiao Yan's eyes, and he quickly formed a strange seal, and a slightly weird shout came from his mouth.

As the shout came out, Douzong's corpse suddenly trembled, and the soul hovering in his mind was forcibly shattered by an invisible force, turning into countless tiny light points, which densely spread to every part of his body. .

The moment his soul turned into a point of light, the magic core resting on his chest made a subtle buzzing sound, and then waves of violent energy surged out from it like a rushing lake, and finally followed the meridians in the body. , flowing loudly.

Feeling this majestic momentum, Xiao Yan's eyes lit up slightly, and he suppressed the excitement in his heart.

With a movement of his palm, the dark golden solution floated out and poured onto the cold corpse.

The solution dripped on the corpse, and bursts of white mist suddenly erupted, and a smokey smell came out.

However, the skin in contact with the solution did not show any signs of damage.

The physical strength of this puppet has reached a very tyrannical level.

The soul power swept through the puppet's body like water waves, and the dark golden solution was slowly smeared to every part of its body.

When all the solution was applied to the puppet's body, the cold gray color was replaced by dark gold, and the golden light flashed, giving people a strange feeling of solidity.

Xiao Yan waved his sleeves and green flames surged out again, covering all the puppets.

As the high temperature continued to scorch, the dark golden solution began to slowly erode into the puppet's skin.

As the erosion intensified, the color of the puppet's body gradually turned dark blue, vaguely looking like a copper block.

"gold!"

According to the records in the bamboo slips, the heavenly demon puppets are divided into three categories: heaven, earth and humans.

The best way to identify these three levels is to look at the color of their skin: heaven is gold, earth is silver, and humans are copper.

And the color displayed by this puppet now is obviously the last among the three levels.No wonder Xiao Yan was a little dissatisfied.

The puppet slowly stood up straight, standing in the middle of the room without any help, motionless.

And its eyes were also filled with empty black.

Xiao Yan bit the tip of his tongue lightly, a drop of blood containing some soul imprints slowly flew out, and finally landed accurately on the puppet's forehead, slowly invaded, and finally turned into a dark red blood spot the size of a thumb .

As this drop of blood entered the puppet's brain without any hindrance, and imprinted an indelible mark there, a little bit of life seemed to appear in the puppet's empty black eyes.

It twisted its still somewhat stiff neck, lowered its head and stared at Xiao Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, then dropped his feet to the ground, knelt on one knee, and slowly lowered his head in the direction of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan closed his eyes slightly. When the soul blood fell into the puppet's forehead, he clearly felt that his soul was divided into two parts.

Part of it controls itself, and part of it controls the puppet in front of it.

At this moment, he had a vague feeling that the puppet in front of him would obey any order he gave.

Even if the order was for it to attack Xiao Yan himself, I'm afraid it would attack without hesitation.

Imprinted with the soul imprint, this puppet will be Xiao Yan's guard in the future.

Because it will never have a heart of betrayal.

(End of this chapter)