Duma did not take action against the boy, slowly took off the jasper arm on the thumb of his right hand, and then took out a rusty and worn ancient pot from it, then walked towards Xiao Can, suddenly reached out, grabbed his head and broke it from it. A ball of white turbid substance was dug out and put it into the pot.
He kicked Xiao Can's body into the Dead Sea with one kick.
Then he walked towards another hell monarch on the floating ice, and according to law, opened the head of the hell monarch, and took out a ball of white turbid substance from it.
His behavior changed Zishu's face suddenly. Although he didn't know why Duma did this, it was definitely not a good thing.
The monarch of hell has no soul or spirit, and those white and turbid substances are afraid that they are their true spirits.
Duma walked towards Su Mei and said, "Su Mei, it's time for you to sacrifice yourself."
Su Mei's face was pale, and a trace of fear flashed deep in her eyes, but she said nothing.
Duma slowly approached, reached out to grab her hair with his left hand, pressed his right hand on her forehead, and said, "I'll take action very quickly, you won't feel any pain."
"What are you doing?" Zishou shouted sternly, feeling that Duma's move was not to save the monarch of hell.
Duma said lightly: "The demon in hell is born from attachment, without souls and spirits, I am taking the spirits to heal my wounds."
Zishu's eyes suddenly contracted and said, "Take the spirit to heal the wound? If you dare to do it, I will definitely kill you!"
Duma turned around and walked slowly towards Zishou.
Zishou thought in his heart that he was not good, and with his current state, he was definitely not Duma's opponent.
Duma took out the Langhinis gun, and inserted it on the floating ice with a "default".
"If you want to kill me, let's die together!"
Zishou looked at his gloomy face and felt cruel in his heart, and he wanted to activate the Zhuxian Sword Formation to kill him.
However, just when he activates his true energy slightly, he finds that his soul is almost shattered in pain, and it is difficult to breathe, let alone mobilize the eight swords of the innate.
Duma said, "I won't kill her, but she won't live long. After being so seriously injured, we can't survive without souls."
Duma looked at Zishou and slowly placed the ancient pot in his hand next to the Langens gun, saying, "This soul refining pot and Langens gun were given to me by you before, but now I return to my original state. host."
Zishou was stunned for a moment and said, "What did you say?"
"For so many years, I have been looking forward to seeing you again..."
A smile suddenly appeared on Duma's gloomy old face, looking extremely shocked: "And I will give it back to you too. In this way, I finally repay your kindness, the emperor..."
He flipped his right hand, opened his five fingers, and grabbed his forehead suddenly, instantly scratching his forehead, taking out a piece of white and turbid substance from it.
After Duma took out this thing, his body gradually lost its vitality and slowly fell to the ground, dying.
The white turbid substance wriggled slightly and was absorbed by the soul refining pot.
Zishou looked at Duma blankly, with doubts in his mind.
"Why did Duma commit suicide?"
"Why did he give me these things?"
"I have never seen him, not to mention that even if I have seen him in my previous life and have kindness to him, there is no need for him to commit suicide!"
"He wants to kill Su Mei, for me?"
Zishou looked at the spear in front of him and the soul refining pot filled with turbid white substance, and could not imagine what was going on.
Su Mei whispered: "Zi Su, there are their true spirits in the soul refining pot. If you absorb them, you can recover the trauma of the body. Only these can be recovered by the trauma crushed by the power of the heavenly way."
Zishou was stunned for a while and suddenly said, "What the hell is going on? Why did he do this? What do you know? Tell me quickly!"
Su Mei reluctantly raised her head and looked at him, saying, "I don't know either!"
Zishou saw that she was lying, frowned and said, "Don't lie to me, tell me what's going on. Now I just want to know who the emperor lord is in your mouth, is it me?"
Su Mei stuck out her tongue, turned her head to look at the sky, and said, "This should be the Peacock Continent. You should recover your injuries quickly, otherwise any storm may kill you. Hongmeng Heavenly Dao may not be able to protect you here.
, If you die but find that you cannot be resurrected, then it will be too late to regret it."
Zishou said nervously: "You shouldn't want to commit suicide, give me something like Duma, right?"
Su Mei said: "I don't know. I'm afraid of death. I want to live. I haven't lived well yet. I just died like this, so I don't want to."
Zishou looked at her side and found that she looked at the sky with a very beautiful face. He said, "I can't refine these things, maybe I have any tricks."
Su Mei turned her head and looked at him and said, "It will be difficult for you to get up without refining. If I recover first, do I believe it or not...”
When Zishou saw her charming cheeks, his heart blew.
Su Mei said: "It seems that you can't wait for me to do that, so I have to give you my best!"
Zishou said: "Stop talking nonsense."
He didn't dare to talk to Su Mei anymore. This woman was driving better than herself, and she would fall into a trap if she was accidentally.
He looked at the soul refining pot and thought to himself that it would be better to try it, even if it didn't work, he would not lose anything.
He endured the severe pain and sat up, held the soul refining pot in his arms, then opened the lid of the pot, slowly wielded a small stream of true energy, activate the substance in the pot, turned into white smoke, and swallowed it gently.
Originally, his whole body was in severe pain, and even if he mobilized a small amount of true energy, he almost fainted. However, after swallowing a wisp of white smoke, the severe pain subsided a lot.
Su Mei smiled and said, "That's right, it's delicious. This thing can not only heal the wound, but also...that way you can feed me~"
Zishou's mind was shaken and glared at Su Mei.
Su Mei said, "Why are you glaring at me? I said that when you recover from your wounds and fishing to feed me, where have you thought about?"
Zishu's mouth twitched slightly, and simply ignored Su Mei and carefully refined the white substance in the soul refining pot.
I don’t know what these white substances are, and the sac is absorbed without any waste.
One day later, Zishou was able to move slightly.
Su Mei looked at Zishou and smiled and said, "You know this thing now, right?"
Zishou let out a "hmm" and pondered slightly: "What exactly are these things?"
"Didn't you say it? It's the spirit of the devil." Su Mei smiled and suddenly blinked, "There is a way to recover your injury faster. Do you want to use it?"
"What's the solution?" Zi asked.
Su Mei said: "The method of dual cultivation is seriously injured, but if you want it, I can still do it, my son will suffer..."
Zishou suddenly knew that she was teasing herself and said, "If you still want to live, don't talk nonsense."
"What you mean is, if I tease you again, you will make me want to die?" Su Mei said pretty.
Zishou: "..."
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I asked the editor and it may be next week or next week. Anyway, I will get a hundred recommendations this month, and I will have to make a big update at that time. I will update two of them today.