Chapter 1,228 Colorful Divine Clay

Ever since Ye Fan rescued the Emperor Blade, he has been healing her injuries.

However, it seems that the Emperor Blade is not only injured in the body, but also in the soul.

Her soul was seriously injured and was on the verge of disintegration. It was maintained by the flames of the Blood Prison, so she did not die!

Lu Ze has been trying to refine the pill to restore the soul to her for taking it, but it has no effect!

"Master, haven't you figured out a solution yet?

This fire is almost out of reach. The previous explosion consumed too much of the fire's power. If this continues, not only will she die, but she will also die!"

Blood Prison Sen Yan noticed Ye Fan's arrival and immediately complained to him.

In the previous explosion, it had already lost a lot of power, and now it is really difficult for it to maintain a soul on the verge of damage.

Moreover, in order to focus, it has basically not replenished any power these days, for fear of negligence, and accidentally burned the woman's soul to death.

"If you persist, you will be beneficial when things are done!"

Ye Fan frowned and said, then he thought about the strategy to cure the Emperor Blade in his mind.

The soul of the Emperor Blade is on the verge of shattering. You cannot use too strong pills, otherwise you will backfire and kill them. However, the soft pills you have used these days are very slim and you must think of a compromise medicine prescription!

This was a huge challenge for him, but he liked it.

As he entered the Tao with elixir, nothing makes him happier and prouder than studying a new elixir recipe.

So, all kinds of spiritual medicines that can heal the soul flashed through his mind, and even the star life fruits and other magical medicines he obtained in the Holy Mountain not long ago were rejected by him one by one.

Although those magical medicines are good, they are not suitable for the imperial blade at this time.

"Wait, is it the reason why the Emperor Blade's life soul is here?

That's why I haven't succeeded?"

Then, Ye Fan seemed to have thought of a key question and took out a crystal ball. The ball was sparkling with a star-like glow.

It was before setting off that Emperor Bian gave him crystal balls containing many saints' lives.

Although most of the saints are dead, the lives of the saints still shine strongly.

Ye Fan wanted to find the life soul of Emperor Blade, but the life soul of Emperor Blade was shattered, as if indicating her death.

Ye Fan did not believe in evil, so he extracted the only breath of the Emperor Blade's life soul in the ball, stabbed it into the Emperor Blade's body, and then pinched her rosy and seductive sandalwood lips and poured it into the elixir liquid he had specially refined for him for many days.

Soon, a soft light appeared on the body of the Emperor Blade, and the jade skin was crystal white, like a fairy bathed in the divine light, so beautiful that it was incomparable.

But until the light disappeared, the Emperor Blade still had no sign of waking up.

“Isn’t it okay?

What the hell is going on?"

When Ye Fan saw it, his originally stretched eyebrows frowned again and thought secretly.

"Master, don't think too much. This man had suffered an extremely terrifying explosion before and was attacked by the void wind!"

"The soul had long been peeled off from the body. If it weren't for the protection of the fire, she would have died long ago!"

"And her soul is still weak now. Even if you have been devoted to refining elixirs for her, her current soul power cannot call her physical body at all, or her physical body is resisting her!"

"This situation is not uncommon in the upper world. Even the strongest man is helpless when encountering such injuries. You might as well strip her soul out!"

"Look for an object that can nourish the soul, hold it away, and nourish it slowly. After 30,000 or 50,000 years, she will become stronger, and then release her to help her condense her body. Isn't this better?"

When the Blood Prison Sen Yan saw Ye Fan fall into thinking again, he immediately took the courage to speak out his heart.

It had long wanted to say these words to Ye Fan, but this month, Ye Fan was always busy and dizzy, and it had no chance to interrupt.

Now that Ye Fan has finally calmed down, he has failed repeatedly on the issue of Emperor Blade, which is a good time to talk about these things with Ye Fan.

"If she strips her soul out, wouldn't her cultivation be ruined?

And after 30,000 to 50,000 years of precipitation, is she still her?

I might as well send her to reincarnate directly!”

When Ye Fan heard this suggestion, his expression immediately became cold.

Didn’t he know what the Blood Prison Sen Yan said?

But he is reluctant to let it go!

Emperor Bian has always been his confidant, and even his right-hand man.

If his soul is stripped away, even if he cultivates it into shape, it will take thousands of years with his ability.

During this period, he could not ensure that the memory of the Emperor Blade would not be lost, nor could he ensure that the Emperor Blade would still be the Emperor Blade after the Emperor Blade woke up.

"Yes, but it's not a solution for you to waste this way. Unless you find a treasure that can integrate the body and soul, the fire will not last long!"

Hearing this, Blood Prison Sen Yan couldn't help but mutter.

Meeting such a stubborn owner is really a headache for Tianhuo.

"The treasure that can combine the body and soul?

I seem to have it!"

When Ye Fan heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, and then he took out a pool of soil with colorful light and said to the Blood Prison Senyan: "Can you see this?"

The mud in Ye Fan's hand was nothing but the colorful mud left to him by the mysterious man.

The colorful mud is very heavy, even if it is only the size of a palm, Ye Fan seems to be dragging a heavy mountain, which shows his extraordinaryness.

However, Ye Fan did not know much about the role of this colorful mud.

Even the memories left to him by the great witch, there is no introduction to this colorful mud.

But he vaguely felt that this divine object seemed to be of great benefit to the soul and body.

"Five, colorful divine mud?"

"This is actually the legendary colorful divine mud!"

"Master, you have...you have this breakfast to take out. These mud, the size of your nails, can save this woman millions of times!"

When the Blood Prison Senyan saw the mud, he almost couldn't help it and wanted to scold Ye Fan, "Are you sick?"

Why didn’t you take out such a good thing early?” But due to Ye Fan’s tyranny, he hurriedly changed his words and said with great grievance.

The five-colored divine mud is a legendary existence. Even if the legendary god of the dominant realm is frustrated, it can be restored by the five-colored divine mud.

The Emperor Blade has a low cultivation level, and just a speck of dust can help her recover quickly!

Ye Fan thought about it alone for so long before he took out this treasure, which really made it angry!

"The size of a fingernail can cure the Emperor's Blade thousands of times?

Is this really that mysterious?"

Ye Fan was half-believing and half-doubted, and then he picked up a piece from the mud and bounced it towards the Emperor's Blade with his fingers.

"Wait, master, let me come out first!"

Blood Prison Forest Flame screamed in a hurry, then quickly escaped from the Emperor Blade and fell into Ye Fan's body.

Without the protection of the Blood Prison Forest Flame, the breath of the Emperor Blade quickly weakened, and Ye Fan quickly looked and bounced the divine mud into his forehead on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, the divine mud stuck to the forehead of the Emperor's Blade, and the colorful rays of light bloomed from it.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding laws and spiritual energy were pulled by it and quickly gathered towards the Emperor's Blade.

The aura of the law, against the backdrop of the divine mud light, was like auspicious clouds covering the body of the Emperor Blade, making it look like a dream, very gorgeous and dazzling.

As the sunlight increased, the soul of the Emperor Blade increased rapidly, and his cold and enchanting body also fluctuated slightly, and his beautiful face slowly returned to blood.

"Master, look, she's fine, right?

Didn't this fire lie to you?

”

When Blood Prison Sen Yan saw this scene, he was immediately excited and shouted excitedly.

Seeing this, Ye Fan felt relieved, but he looked at the divine mud in his hand suspiciously and said:

"This divine mud is so powerful. Why is there no benefit for me to hold it in my hand?"

Regarding his doubts, Blood Prison Senyan explained: "Master, the reason why this mud is touched with the word "God" is because it has divinity!"

"In the upper realm, it is a healing sacred object that countless strongest people desire. Once injured, it will automatically repair it for you. No matter how serious the injury is, it can make you lively!"

"More importantly, it can also refine powerful clones. If there is enough colorful divine mud, it can also condense a clone that is stronger than the original body, and it will not distribute too much power from you, or worry that it will backfire!"

"If the master allows you, please give me some of this fire. This fire wants to condense a body so that you can better serve the master!"

At the end of the story, the Blood Prison Monkey Flame immediately became excited.

When Ye Fan heard this, his eyes were flashing with a strange light.

Can you gather clones?
Chapter completed!