Huhuhuhuhu...

The flames burned, and in the endless flames, the Vermillion Bird kept soaring in the form of a vermillion Bird. In a vague way, it seemed that a long roar could be heard.

Time passed by seconds, during this burning, the Qiankun Cauldron, which was quietly suspended in the flames, remained unchanged at all.

Time, one hour, two hours, three hours, half day, one day...

A full day passed, and the Qiankun Cauldron, which was constantly burning by the scent of vermilion bird flames, did not change at all.

This scene shocked Wang Chen.

You should know that the vermilion bird flame is the most yang flame between heaven and earth, and everything is burned. However, for a whole day, the Qiankun Cauldron has not changed in the flames, and the shock it brings is unimaginable.

Wang Chen was already a little numb. He didn't know how mysterious the Qiankun Cauldron was.

You know, even the heavenly order may not be able to do this, and that is the real god.

"Come."

Opening his mouth, Wang Chen quickly swallowed two Guiyuan Pills.

The release of the Vermilion Bird flames made Wang Chen's chaotic power quickly consumed.

The consumption of Zhiyang has made Wang Chen approach the verge of collapse, and he must replenish it as soon as possible.

“Huhhhh…”

The wind was howling, and whirlwinds arose.

The endless spiritual energy from the outside world poured into Wang Chen's body at this moment. With the help of Guiyuan Pill, Wang Chen's chaotic power quickly recovered.

"No, if this continues, it seems that it will not be able to shake the entire universe."

Finally, after another half a day, Wang Chen couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw that the Qiankun Cauldron had not changed at all.

There is really not much time left for him.

"Puchi."

As he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, Wang Chen spit out a mouthful of essence and blood and merged into the Qiankun Cauldron.

"Soul."

With an angry shout, Wang Chen even split a wisp of his soul.

The essence, blood and soul are integrated into the vermilion bird flame to temper it, which is already the way to refine the heavenly order.

Obviously, at this moment, in Wang Chen's eyes, the Qiankun Cauldron was treated as an existence at the same level as the Heavenly Order, or even higher level.

“Buzz…”

Finally, as Wang Chen's essence, blood and soul merged into him, the unmoving Qiankun Cauldron finally had a slight reaction at this moment.

In the flames, the body of the Qiankun Cauldron trembled fiercely.

A soft moan erupted.

Buzzing...

The sounds echoed in the cave, as if they were about to shake Wang Chen's eardrums, and they were extremely violent.

A series of red patterns began to appear on the Qiankun Cauldron at this moment.

Spread layer by layer, spread one by one, and finally, these patterns intertwined into complex patterns spread across the Qiankun Cauldron.

Huhuhuhuhu...

However, in the flames, when it reached this point, it quickly stopped.

The Qiankun Cauldron once again became without any change.

It seemed that the previous changes were all illusions. If it weren't for the red patterns that appeared on the Qiankun Cauldron, Wang Chen had to even wonder if he felt wrong.

Because, now the Qiankun Ding returns to dullness again.

"How is this possible?"

Wang Chen was extremely shocked.

At the beginning, Tianling was able to refine it with the help of his soul and essence, but the Qiankun Cauldron only responded, which... was too outrageous.

Wang Chen was shocked to an extreme point.

His face was a little pale and ugly.

"Come again."

At a great risk, Wang Chen once again spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, and a trace of soul was melted into it.

Buzz...

At this moment, the Qiankun Ding reacted again.

As before, the red pattern began to spread.

But not long after, the pattern was frozen again, and the Qiankun Cauldron returned to normal again.

These scenes kept hitting Wang Chen's nerves.

Looking at the Qiankun Cauldron, at least two-thirds of the parts were not covered with red patterns at this time, which made Wang Chen swallow hard.

After two tests, Wang Chen could confirm that the Qiankun Cauldron was more against the will of heaven than the Heavenly Order.

However, the refining of this object is more than a hundred times more difficult.

The essence, blood and soul he paid was twice as much as the refining of the Heavenly Order.

Now it seems that it takes more essence, blood and soul to refine this Qiankun Cauldron.

Even Wang Chen had already keenly felt that the effect of the second injection of essence and blood was far from comparable to the first time.

This means that the effect of the third mouthful of essence and blood will be worse.

If this continues, if you want to completely refine the Qiankun Cauldron...

"asshole."

Thinking of the result, Wang Chen cursed angrily.

Even if he was killed, taking out all the essence and blood might not be able to completely refine the Qiankun Cauldron.

Not to mention essence and blood, even the soul Wang Chen can't stand it, because after taking out the essence and blood and soul twice in a row, Wang Chen has become extremely weak.

"Where is your blood."

The flames kept burning for the time being, Wang Chen turned his head and looked at the Medicine King here curiously and asked.

"I...I...is...releasing, bleeding."

The Medicine King cried.

Wang Chen is unlucky, he is even more unlucky than Wang Chen. Damn, this is not a life for people, at least, it is not a life for him, the medicine king should live.

This is simply abuse, abuse of children, abuse of magic medicine.

Is there anyone bullying like this?

The Medicine King sadly discovered that he had become a blood-retrieval artifact that Wang Chen had kept in captivity. If he needed blood, he would take it with him, treating him as a blood producer, and he would not bring such a thing.

At this moment, the tears in the heart of the Medicine King were thrilling.

Wang Chen is even more devilish than the devil, but the Medicine King was sad to find that he did not have the ability to resist Wang Chen.

"Bleeding...Bleeding...My body is a bloody baby..."

The Medicine King had the urge to whistle to the sky.

"Here you come."

He walked to Wang Chen with a staggering pace, and the Medicine King handed his blood to Wang Chen.

He licked his lips, wishing he could snatch the blood back and drink it.

"This thing is very strange. It's simply a bloodthirsty demon king. Can we not refine it?"

The Medicine King asked pitifully.

The Medicine King could see Wang Chen's refining process clearly, and he was in his heart one by one.

The Vermilion Bird Flame is already terrifying enough.

The Medicine King could feel that if he was thrown into it, he would inevitably be destroyed in the shortest time.

However, the Qiankun Cauldron actually had burned in the flames for so long without any reaction.

And Wang Chen is now the bloodline of the emperor.

The bloodline of the great emperor is the bloodline of the gods.

The energy contained in the blood was already terrifying enough, and his essence and blood.

That drop of essence and blood was enough to make the mountains and rivers disappear and the world change color. Now, Wang Chen vomited two mouthfuls of essence and blood, but he couldn't make the Qiankun Cauldron be refined. He just reacted. It's so great. This is not a monster, what's it?

It’s not something that humans can refine, and even gods are difficult to refine.
To be continued...