Snake Eggs from the Sky Ⅰ: There is a baby snake demon at home

Chapter 472

If Mo Huang dies right now, he doesn't care if this damn tourmaline is Mo Huang's son or not, he will never show mercy.

Looking at the lustrous 10-year-old lotus root essence body in front of him, it is being continuously refined by the essence fire in his body.

Slowly, there have been some subtle changes. At the very least, the lotus root in front of me has the shape of an arm.

Around Emperor Donghua, there were several other lotus roots floating in the air, also wrapped in fine fire.

The shape is not obvious yet.

But judging from the overall refining situation, it should be exactly the limbs of a human body.

This is what Emperor Donghua is doing now.

You must know that these lotus roots that have been formed for more than [-] years are already very rare.

And the ones that are more than 10 years old are the rarest among them.

The lotus is a noble and pure thing, and the lotus root is even more unstained from the mud!
Crystal clear!
If using the lotus root essence of tens of thousands of years to create a brand new body for Mo Huang, it will have great benefits and wonderful advantages for re-integrating and gathering and nourishing and stabilizing his primordial spirit.

But in the same way, the essence of the lotus root that has been over ten thousand years old is already extremely hard.

Not to mention 10 years old.

So even if he is a descendant of the Creator God, he has the essence of fire contained in the inheritance of the power of the gods, so meticulously refining these lotus joints so that they become a suitable and perfect part of the body, it will not be a hundred days' work , Don't even think about completing it!

This is also the reason why he told Guang Yu that he wanted to retreat for the day.

It is only a day or so now, and Donghuatai is facing such a catastrophic overthrow.

But his refining and forging has only just started.

And the 10-year-old lotus root essence has a very peculiar characteristic, that is, once it starts, it is absolutely impossible to leave the roasting and refining of the essence fire in the middle, otherwise, it will be completely useless.

Even if Emperor Donghua has some family background, he is the only one of the 10-year-old lotus root essence.

If this copy is destroyed, where can he find another copy for Mo Huang?
Even if they can still be found, Mo Huang's broken primordial spirit will definitely not be able to wait any longer!
【悎!Don't hurt him! 】

In his dantian, words after sighs came softly.

Emperor Donghua answered him annoyedly with his spiritual sense, "Who told you to talk? Didn't you tell you to stay well? You don't need to worry about these things!"

"Your soul is broken now, do you still dare to speak?"

【悎! 】

"Okay, I know, I know that the one outside is your precious son, but you have also seen it, now it's not me who makes trouble for him, but he who comes to make trouble for me!"

"My Donghuatai is about to be torn down by him! Now he won't stop, what do you want from me?"

Emperor Donghua used his spiritual sense to respond to the broken primordial spirit belonging to Mo Huang who was temporarily resting in the depths of the Purple Mansion.

On the one hand, he didn't dare to slack off the essence of lotus root in front of him.

Fine fire must be continuously output and roasted to refine every bit of them.

Otherwise, it is very likely that there will be great flaws in the future body, which is not tolerated by Emperor Donghua.

【…】

Another soft, almost imperceptible sigh.

If it wasn't for Mo Huang's broken primordial spirit being warmed up and protected by him in his purple mansion, Emperor Donghua believed that he wouldn't be able to hear it with his ears.

But now, just because his primordial spirit is temporarily hidden in the depths of his purple mansion, the two of them can be said to share the same body.

The convenience of being able to communicate directly through consciousness without using words made it impossible for Emperor Donghua to miss his sigh.

His expression immediately became serious, "Forget it, I owe you this life! I will use my spiritual sense to communicate with your son! It would be best if he is willing to fade away for a while, but if he insists on confronting me head-on, you Don't blame me for being rude to him!"

"To be honest, if it wasn't for the sake of him being your son, I wouldn't have tolerated him growing up in the first place!"

"But you have to promise me one thing. After this matter is over, you are not allowed to leave Donghuatai for half a step. Even if Bixi is your son, I don't want you to leave here again, leave me and go to other places! "

"Also, don't talk any more, and quickly fall into a dormant state. How much spiritual consciousness do you think you have to withstand your consumption? If you disappear, Mo Huang, you also know my methods, and you won't want to Your son will replace you and become a puppet!"

【…】

The Primordial Spirit Fragment in the Purple Mansion was silent and said nothing.

But Emperor Donghua's complexion paled a little. He knew Mo Huang just as Mo Huang knew him.

Although it was just silence, it already represented many things!

And among those things there is—compromise!
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(End of this chapter)