"I'm fine," Zhan Wuque put away the urn.

He was not injured, but his soul power was consumed too much.

Now the stinging pain came from my mind, and the remaining soul of the God of War was faintly unstable.

Once the artifact fragments and urns are involved in the power at the god level, they must be activated by the soul power of the God of War's residual soul.

Fortunately, the ending did not disappoint him.

The hidden danger of ghost mother was finally solved.

The urn is currently his biggest trump card. Although the Divine King God’s Divine Character, the Nine Continent Cauldron, and the Demon Heart are not ordinary things, his current power cannot be activated at all and cannot be used in great use.

Zhan Wuque adjusted his breathing on the spot for a while, took out the Jiuzhou Cauldron, and began to refine the alchemy on the spot.

He had picked a lot of spiritual medicines before, among which there were many soul-type spiritual medicines, and the largest number was Little Bisanhua.

Zhan Wuque's alchemy was extremely fast. He calmly and successfully refined a furnace of sixth-level soul pills in one breath.

And the elixir only consumed a small part.

The thunder tribulation came at once, and the ferocious beasts in the forest fled in scattered.

Some warriors who were about to come here immediately avoided.

They dare not step into the lightning area rashly to prevent accidental injury.

"roar!"

The golden robe zombie released by the disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect before stood on the edge of the lightning area and kept roaring.

In the end, he turned around and left.

At this time, Zhan Wuque had already completed his pill. He slapped the cauldron and ten golden pills immediately flew out.

"One furnace of ten alchemy!"
Chapter completed!