There was no hesitation, everything happened quickly and violently.
In just the blink of an eye, the Liucai Yuanyang flower had been completely integrated into the flowing liquid.
There was no struggle at all.
As a result, the mass in the middle of the flame changed several times and finally turned black.
Only when you look carefully can you see the tiny stars flowing silently in the dark darkness, shining with gorgeous colors of purple gold and silver.
Like a river of stars stretching across the dark night.
A medicinal aroma mixed with cold sweetness and bitterness gradually spread in the air.
This process was extremely taxing on Ye Xiyue, and her lips quickly turned pale.
But she stood there, with her shoulders and back as straight as a cedar tree.
It took her another half an hour to finally combine the three medicinal materials.
Smelling the aroma of the medicine, she felt a little relieved. In any case, this step was finally completed successfully.
And next——
She took a breath and thought.
A skeleton appeared in front of her eyes, the skeleton glowing white under the moonlight.
You can still vaguely see clear liquid flowing inside.
Emperor Shitian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes.
This is actually...the corpse of a strong man from the Ling Sect?
At this time, Ye Xiyue couldn't care about anything else.
She controlled the black liquid with bright and fragmented light, and slowly covered the bones.
Under her traction and control, the black liquid flowed, gradually covering the white bones with a thin layer.
This process is actually very slow, but Ye Xiyue had to slow down.
Because she wanted to make sure that every part of the skeleton was completely wrapped.
It's about Song Zheng, this is the only chance.
Although Song Zheng said before that she didn't need to be under so much pressure and could do her best and obey fate, what she didn't say was that she never accepted fate!
The red tongue of fire licked the bones, the temperature was scorching, and it sparkled under the blackness.
It's like something is about to break out of it.
Ye Xiyue's spiritual and spiritual power were being consumed at an alarming rate.
When the skeleton was half covered by black liquid, her body suddenly swayed.
A feeling of exhaustion surged from deep inside her body, and indescribable fatigue almost swallowed her up.
She held on to the edge of the medicine cauldron with one hand, her knuckles turning white.
Emperor Shitian's lips moved slightly and he took half a step forward, but finally stopped.
At this time, she did not give up, and naturally he could not come forward to disturb her.
Looking at her pale lips, his hand slowly tightened, and his heart seemed to be stung by something.
Ye Xiyue closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
It’s not easy to get to this point, no matter what, we must succeed!
She crazily activated the spiritual power in her body again, and her mental power was nearly exhausted, causing her eyes to turn black.
Almost relying on the last instinct to continue.
At this point, black has covered three-quarters.
She said in her heart: "Senior Song Zheng, please!"
Song Zheng did not act immediately, and his voice was a little tight:
"Girl Xi'er, if you... really can't do it, you should..." Forget it.
He could feel that she was at the end of her strength.
Ye Xiyue shook her head.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I promised you before, so I can't break my promise."
At this point, Song Zheng had no reason to hesitate.
He didn't say much.
The next moment, a translucent soul body appeared in the air, then lay down and began to merge with the skeleton.
However, at this time, Ye Xiyue had reached her limit, and the red flame in the medicine cauldron suddenly went out!