Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1939: Purple Soul Pill

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Chapter 1939 Purple Soul Pill

"Boss, in the treasure house of Tianminghai, apart from these five-level and four-level pill materials, have you obtained high-level pill materials?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a light.

"High-level pill materials?"

"There are several six-level pill materials!"

Don't say Xiao Jiao, Mo Wentian almost forgot. When Xiao Jiao said so, Mo Wentian instantly remembered.

"Buzzing..."

Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. With a move of his mind, several elixirs gleaming with purple light appeared.

With the emergence of these elixirs, a strong medicinal scent spread instantly.

"Boss, this..."

"This is the material of the sixth-level pill?"

Looking at the emergence of these pills, Xiao Jiao was taken aback for a while, and he couldn't help but said.

"Yes, this is the pill for refining Purple Soul Pill!"

"Once the sixth-level purple soul pill is refined, it can be swallowed to improve the spirit!"

The cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.

"Purple Soul Pill can improve the soul?"

"Boss, how much of a person's spirit can be improved by swallowing a purple soul pill?"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, an incomparably bright light appeared in his eyes.

Although Xiao Jiao's cultivation has reached the realm of Tianzun's Consummation, his spirit has not yet reached a thousand feet.

This is also one of the reasons why Xiao Jiao's cultivation base failed to break through to the realm of Heavenly Emperor.

The improvement of the cultivation base is closely related to the divine soul. If Xiao Jiao’s divine soul can reach the limit of the divine soul of the heavenly state, his cultivation level wants to break through, and what he lacks is only strength.

"I don't know how much spirit can be improved by a purple soul pill!"

"This is promoted according to different people's spirits!"

Mo Wentian frowned slightly, lowering his voice.

"Boss..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"This purple soul pill, it's time to start refining!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, a light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, are you about to start refining Purple Soul Pill?"

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, Huantian's figure flashed and landed in front of Mo Wentian, stretching out his furry paws and scratching his head.

"Hmm!"

"The eight-marked Purple Soul Pill must be refined in this furnace!"

The sonorous voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.

Speaking, Mo Wentian quickly made countless seals with both hands towards the Flame God Cauldron.

As countless Yin tactics were played, Mo Wentian's figure followed for a flash, leaving only a flame **** cauldron in the void.

"Ask the Lord of Heaven, is this furnace refining Purple Soul Pill?"

At this moment, Ji Wujing looked at the only Flame God Cauldron still refining the pill in the sky, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, this is making a purple soul pill!"

"This emperor protects the law, this furnace does not say that the emperor wants to refine the ten marks, at least he must refine the eight marks!"

Mo Wentian didn't conceal the slightest bit about Ji Wujing.

After all, I have had many dealings with Ji Wujing in the ancient relics, and come to this heavenly immortal world. I have to say that Ji Wujing has also helped him a lot.

Ji Wujing's current situation in Ji Tianjie is very bad, and Mo Wentian also wants to improve Ji Wujing's strength.

In Mo Wentian's heart, he also trusts Ji Wujing very much. It doesn't matter if he tells him about this refining purple soul pill.

"Boom boom boom..."

After finishing speaking, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged again, printing one by one in his hand.

In the void, apart from the God of Flame Cauldron which was refining the medicine, the remaining ninety-nine of the God of Flame Cauldron disappeared.

Immediately, Mo Wentian focused all his attention on the Flame God Cauldron which was refining the pill.

"Purple Soul Pill, success!"

"Ning Dan!"

Cold shouts after another, instantly resounded in the void.

Following Mo Wentian's cold drink, the speed at which the Yinjue was printed in his hand became faster.

"Boom boom boom..."

Thinking of the bangs and bangs, a strong smell of pill scent spread in the flame **** cauldron instantly.

At the same time, above the hall of the Heaven Devouring God Realm, a bright purple light rushed into the sky.

Looking from a distance, the temple of the Heaven Devouring God Realm at this moment is shrouded in purple light, like a palace in the sky.

In an instant, countless disciples of the Heaven Devouring God Realm all looked towards the direction of the Heaven Devouring God Realm Hall.

"What a brilliant purple awn? Where did I seem to see this purple awn?"

"Isn't it said that the realm master refined the pill in the hall? Is this the rumored Purple Soul Pill successfully refined?"

"Purple Soul Pill? Are you talking about the Purple Soul Pill that can directly raise the soul of the soul?"

"Purple Soul Pill is a sixth-level pill, the world master can even refine a sixth-level pill?"

"The realm master refined the Purple Soul Pill. This purple soul pill has not been refined in the entire Celestial Realm for a long time. I think it will cause a sensation!"

……

The strong smell of medicine came, and the figures began to talk in an instant.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

"Boom boom boom..."

The bursting sounds resounded again.

"Purple Soul Pill, out!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and he slapped his palm directly on the Flame God Cauldron.

With Mo Wentian's palm, the lid of the flame **** cauldron opened instantly.

Two Purple Soul Pills burst out from the Flame God Cauldron in an instant.

"Two Purple Soul Pills?"

"Ask the Lord of the Celestial Realm, who even produced two Purple Soul Pills in one furnace?"

Looking at the two purple soul pills in the void, Ji Wujing who was not far away, his eyes were full of impressive colors.

"Young Master, the medicinal fragrance on these two Purple Soul Pills is so strong, at least it should reach the level of seven marks!"

Ji Ming took a breath and couldn't help it.

"Seven marks?"

"You can see clearly, where is the purple soul pill with seven marks, this is the purple soul pill with nine marks!"

Ji Wujing's eyes widened in an instant, looking up at the purple soul pill.

It's okay not to look at it. Looking at Ji Ming's body, he couldn't help but step back a few steps, and his eyes were even more impressive.

Even though he is the young master of Ji Tianjie, he has never even seen this purple soul pill, and even heard of it.

In front of him, Mo Wentian produced two Purple Soul Pills at a time, and they were also the Purple Soul Pills of Nine Dao Pill Marks. How could he not be surprised by this?

"Only two Purple Soul Pills, it's still a bit bad!"

Muttering to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a dim look.

It seems that I am still a little dissatisfied with the two purple soul pills that I have refined.

Such words did not allow Ji Wujing and the others to hear. If they were to hear them, they would have to find a hole to get in immediately.

Don't say it was them, even if it was Dan Emperor's direct disciple, Dan Yao, that would have no conceit.

Mo Wentian refined two nine-marked Purple Soul Pills at one time, so the ability to refine the pill, even if it is called an evildoer, is not enough to describe.

"My cultivation level is still too bad!"

"If my cultivation has reached the realm of Heavenly Sovereign, and there are six-level raw materials, if I want to refine the ten marks, it will definitely not be a problem!"

But the next moment, as if thinking of something, there was a bright light in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Receive!"

Immediately, Mo Wentian gave a cold scream, waved his hand, and directly put the two Purple Soul Pills into his bag.

"Miss, this Mo Wentian is too strong!"

At this moment, Ying'er also recovered from the shock and couldn't help saying.

"He is a man of destiny, how can he be an ordinary person!"

A light flashed in Mo Qingqing's eyes.