Dragon God Supreme

To condense the soul body, a powerful Refiner Master can do it.

But the Remnant Soul, which is as weak as Ling’er, is negligible, even the Heavenly Immortal productRefiner Master can’t do it.

If it were not for Feng Wuchen Soul Power’s domineering and strong, I am afraid it would have been unable to support it.

Feng Wuchen, who is constantly urging Soul Power, has already twitched his face at this time, and the beans are sweating.

Forcibly condensing the extremely weak soul, it can be seen that the consumption of Soul Power is very huge.

Even if the Soul Power of Feng Wuchen reaches the realm of the Innate product, it is quite difficult.

Destiny was so nervous that the palms of my hands were sweating, secretly worried that Feng Wuchen could not support it, after all, Linger’s illusory soul body was already condense.

If you can’t hold on at this time, won’t you give up all your efforts?

Destiny kept praying in his heart.

“Big Brother Destiny, open the ice coffin! Hurry!” After not knowing how long it took, Feng Wuchen suddenly said, looking anxious.

Destiny does what it says, with a wave of his hand, the ice coffin opens.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand abruptly. In the ice coffin, Linger’s corpse that had been frozen for decades flew out, floating at the same height as the soul body.

“Using Ling’er’s flesh and blood into the soul body? Heavenly Immortal or Alchemist can’t do it, Fengying dares to take risks.” Shadow Soul said in shock.

Feng Wuchen once again forcefully activate Soul Power and both hands forming seals.

“Master, if you continue to consume it, you will not be able to hold it.” A worried voice came from the annual caliper.

“Shut up!” Feng Wuchen sound transmission scolded.

“Annual calipers, don’t disturb the master, the master has his own measure!” Long Divine Sword sound transmission scolded.

In midair, the soul body and corpse slowly speed up the rotation, and the light blue rays of light become stronger and stronger.

“pu!”

Suddenly, Feng Wuchen spits out mouthful of blood, his face paler.

“Master!” The annual caliper and Qilin Battle Armor were panicked.

The sudden scene of “Feng Ying!” scared witless to the fate, and the heart almost jumped out.

Sky Shadow Pavilion Pavilion Lord Shadow Soul could not sit still at this time, his face was worried, but he was helpless.

The Sky Shadow Pavilion has only killers. Without Alchemist, no one can help Feng Wuchen.

“I’m fine, don’t worry.” Feng Wuchen said with difficulty, his breath is already very weak, and he may not be able to support it at any time.

Feng Wuchen quickly took out the Corroded Bone Spirit Crystal obtained in the Tian Tomb and swallowed it. The Corroded Spirit Crystal instantly turned into a violent Soul Power for Feng Wuchen to absorb.

The Soul Power that had just recovered was instantly mobilized by Feng Wuchen and continuously provided to Ling’er’s soul body for absorption.

The speeding-up rotation of the soul body and corpse is completely covered by bright blue rays of light at this moment, and no one knows what changes have taken place inside.

But judging from the breath of the soul body, Ling’er’s soul body continues to grow.

“Feng Ying, must hold on!” Destiny stared at the light blue light nervously, and then at Feng Wuchen.

“Hold on! Hold on!” Qingliu’s expression became tense now, and he kept praying.

When Feng Wuchen’s last Soul Power was exhausted, he was completely weak and weak, and his supporting hands fell down.

“pu!”

After a while, due to the excessive consumption of Soul Power, Feng Wuchen spits out mouthful of blood again.

The soul body of Ling’er, which is constantly growing, also stopped at this moment.

“Feng Ying!” Destiny and Shadow Soul cried out in panic.

“Master!” The instrument spirit such as the annual caliper and the dragon Divine Sword turn pale with fright.

“Lost…failed?” Qingliu stared blankly at the light blue rays of light that was still spinning.

“Fengying! Fengying! Are you okay? Don’t scare me, even if I fail, I won’t blame you, don’t be so desperate.” Tianming quickly helped the collapsed Feng Wuchen and panicked again. Anxious again.

Feng Wuchen’s incredibly pale face showed a smile that was uglier than crying. I don’t know if it was a wry smile or something. In short, it was already weak and speechless.

“Fengying! Take medicine pill quickly!” Fate took out the Healing Pill in a panic and gave it to Feng Wuchen.

“Pavilion Lord, how is Fengying?” Qing Liu couldn’t help asking when seeing Feng Wuchen seemingly lost consciousness.

“Soul Power is over-consumed, the injury is not serious, and there is no life worry.” Checking the situation of Feng Wuchen, Shadow Soul couldn’t help but relax.

“It’s okay! Fengying has tried his best, and it doesn’t matter if Linger can’t be saved.” The Mandate of Heaven was also relaxed. Having said that, he was still extremely disappointed.

Ling’er can be resurrected and appear in front of him, but Feng Wuchen can’t hold back his fall at the critical moment. Will Destiny not be disappointed?

However, Feng Wuchen has tried his best, so the destiny will not blame it.

“No, the breath of Linger’s soul body is not at all weakened.” Shadow Soul suddenly said, staring closely at the light blue rays of light that was still rotating.

“What?” Tianming and Qingliu quickly looked towards the light blue rays of light.

Ling’er’s soul body breath, without Feng Wuchen’s offer, really hasn’t weakened, and it seems to have stabilized.

“Pavilion Lord, what…what is going on? Is this a failure or a success?” Tianming asked anxiously, feeling very complicated.

“The old man doesn’t know, but even if it fails, at least Ling’er’s soul body has grown. There is no need to worry about the soul dissipating.” Shadow Soul frowned, and he could not understand what was going on.

In a short while, the light blue light ball spinning, the rays of light slowly dissipated, and the spinning speed slowly slowed down.

When the light blue light dissipated, Ling’er’s corpse had disappeared, leaving only a Dao Void phantom soul body, which was Ling’er’s soul body.

Ling’er’s soul body is in a deep sleep state, without eyes opened.

“Ling’er!” Looking at the little girl, Destiny’s tears fell again.

“This is indeed Ling’er’s complete soul body, absolutely can’t be wrong!” Shadow Soul is very affirmed.

“Is this a success?” Qingliu looked at Ling’er’s soul body in astonishment.

“Fortunately…fortunately…humiliating…” Feng Wuchen’s extremely weak voice sounded.

“Fengying, are you better?” Destiny asked quickly.

“Fortunately not insulted? It means that you succeeded?” Qingliu looked towards Feng Wuchen in shock.

“Ling…Ling’er…soul body has been successfully condensed…” Feng Wuchen said with difficulty.

“Fengying, is what you said is true? Did you really succeed?” Tianming asked with great excitement, looking towards Ling’er’s soul body with tears.

In a short while, Ling’er’s eyes suddenly squirmed.

“Moved! Ling’er’s eyes moved!” Destiny mad joyfully said, shaking with excitement.

Slowly, Ling’er’s eyes opened slowly.

“Ling’er! Ling’er!” Destiny cried excitedly.

Hearing the familiar cry, Ling’er looked towards Tianming, bright and intelligent’s big eyes blinked, and a happy smile appeared immediately: “Daddy!”

“My My baby girl! My baby girl!” Destiny cried with joy, unable to control his emotions and began to cry.

A daddy, crisp and sweet, instantly melted the heart of the destiny, tears could not stop flowing.

After decades of looking forward to it, I finally hoped that Ling’er would come back to life.