"The warm god lotus is working!" Yang Kai replied with a smirk, "It is repairing my damaged soul!"

The Earth Demon was stunned and suddenly realized.

The old demon was panicked and confused just now. He didn't expect this at all. Now that he was reminded by Yang Kai, he finally understood.

When he was on Hidden Island, Yang Kai collected a colorful warm god lotus, which was the supreme holy product that nourishes the soul. However, Yang Kai had never arrived at the Shenyou Realm, and although the colorful warm god lotus was in his mind, there was no trace of the fragrant scenery.

This time, Yang Kai fell into a dangerous place here and his soul was damaged. The warm god lotus will naturally play a role.

With this treasure, why fear the white fog around you?

The white mist and the colorful warm god lotus are one by one, and in the process of replenishing, Yang Kai's soul is also growing slowly.

But this process is quite painful and not something that ordinary people can tolerate.

"Young master, the good man and the heavenly appearance, and the lucky stars shine. I will know that you will be fine." The Earth Demon Horse's rear cannon sounded loudly.

Yang Kai smiled slightly, and simply stopped worrying, but sat cross-legged, letting the white fog wrap, I remained unmoved.

Although this place is a dangerous place, it is also a good place to temper the soul. If you miss this time, God knows when will you find such a treasure land?

So Yang Kai made up his mind to stay here for a while before talking about it. Although the improvement brought to him by every warm god lotus repairing his soul is very small, but as long as the sand is gathered into a tower, maybe he can cultivate the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

The pain came fiercely like a tide. With his strong willpower, Yang Kai endured it every time. After the pain, he was dizzy. While he was dizzy, Wen Shenlian was also repairing his soul. The process was very slow, but Yang Kai was also very content.

This is a time-consuming thing.

Half a day later, a shrill scream suddenly came into Yang Kai's ears. Yang Kai opened his eyes suddenly and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw Zi Mo's senior brother Chixue rushing around like a headless fly, looking embarrassed and ferocious. While rushing, he kept sprinkling his true energy and attacking all kinds of fierce martial arts.

This person is obviously not as lucky as Yang Kai. With Wen Shenlian by his side, there is no need to worry about his soul being damaged.

At this moment, he was already unconscious. Even if he could leave this white mist, he was already crazy.

Yang Kai slowly stood up and looked at him with a cold expression. After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but meet him.

Although he will definitely die, he is a master at the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm. The blood beads condensed after death are naturally extraordinary.

Chixue led Yang Kai into the white mist, with the intention of taking a risk, but he was not going as he wished. Instead, he was digging his own grave. If he knew that this white mist was so dangerous, he would definitely not have rushed in stupidly.

Taking two steps at a time, Yang Kai came to him and punched him. Chixue did not dodge or avoid it, but instinctively greeted him with one palm.

Yang Kai sideways avoided, and the Triple Spindle of Yanyang bombarded him, accompanied by a few muffled sounds, and the red blood flew out.

The battle was not thrilling, the Red Blood lost his mind, and he was in the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm. He could not exert his due strength. He was killed by Yang Kai in his palm in less than thirty breaths.
Chapter completed!