The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 388 Still Alive
The figure flying upside down in mid-air is none other than Feng Yixuan.

Feng Yixuan's eyebrows were tightly closed, her delicate facial features were stained with some dust, the most important thing was the clothes on her body, [-]% of them were burnt by the force of the explosion, leaving only some fabrics to block the important parts.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!"

Ye Xiaofan ran up quickly, but didn't find the Hunyuan glass bottle left on the ground, stepped forward and reached out to catch Feng Yixuan's body, with a joyful face, and said with a choked voice.

What Ye Xiaofan didn't know was that when Zhen Caili was about to explode the thunder, Yang Wencheng threw Feng Yixuan away with all his strength.

"Fortunately, I have the body of a wood spirit, which can heal injuries."

Ye Xiaofan placed Feng Yixuan's soft/soft body on a rock, muttered, and prepared to treat her.

The cloth on Feng Yixuan's upper body slowly fell to the ground due to excessive movements. Seeing the scene in front of her, Ye Xiaofan's eyes suddenly widened.

"Whoo~"

Ye Xiaofan took a long breath, suppressed the little excitement in his heart, found two leaves, and covered Feng Yixuan's important parts again.

After doing all this, Ye Xiaofan sat cross-legged in front of Feng Yixuan, slowly raised his small arms, the wood-type zhenqi flowed out from the Nascent Soul, walked/walked in the meridians, and appeared in the palms of both hands.

"Buzz..."

A puff of cyan wood-type zhenqi, for a while, the surrounding air was filled with a gentle and refreshing breath, and under Ye Xiaofan's control, the zhenqi was slowly transported into Feng Yixuan's body/inside.

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"I didn't expect this group of vicious people to have Horcruxes!"

The Hunyuan glass bottle left in the distance, on the top of the bottle, from the gap where Ye Xiaofan bit off a bite, a puff of black air floated out.

"If it wasn't for this brat, I guess the Emperor would have died today!"

After the remnant soul of the Desolate Emperor escaped from the confinement of the Hunyuan glass bottle, his heart was full of rage. He was a majestic god-turning powerhouse, and he almost fell into the hands of a group of half-step infants.

If it wasn't for Ye Xiaofan, the consequences could be imagined.

"Sigh... even if this emperor escapes from the sea of ​​suffering, he is not far from death."

The remnant soul of the Desolate Emperor shrunk down to the size of an ordinary person, his body was somewhat illusory, standing on the ground, staring at Ye Xiaofan in the distance, shaking his head and sighing.

The power of his remaining soul is less than one percent of the total victory period. As time goes by, it will continue to weaken. What's more, he has used exercises before and was collected into the Hunyuan glass bottle. Being continuously refined, the strength becomes weaker.

If there is no accident, his remnant soul can stay for three days. After three days, it will dissipate in the world and disappear forever.

"This is... the wood-type spiritual root!"

Emperor Desolation was attracted by Ye Xiaofan's true energy, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

Wood-type true qi can life and death human flesh and bones, practice/refinement to an extremely high level, and even reshape the flesh/body of the remnant soul, making it completely resurrected.

"It's still too weak. If you want to achieve the condition of reshaping the body/body, you must at least cross the realm of tribulation."

"By that time, it is estimated that the emperor has been dead for many years."

"Forget it, life and death have their own destiny, why think so much..."

The excitement that surged up just now from the Desolate Emperor dimmed again when he saw his body, smiled bitterly, and then brought a little breeze and disappeared in place.

(End of this chapter)