At this moment, all the purple light that flashed from the Savage Boy's body condensed into his body.
The purple horns on top of his head retracted into his head.
The purple demonic patterns all over his body are also disappearing.
The two eyes slowly closed.
The bursts of wild roaring sounds suddenly stopped at this moment.
The body tilted and fell forward.
"Xiaoye!" Xiao Li shouted upon seeing this, and transformed into a dark sword and stabbed him.
Ben was very close and supported him.
Through telekinesis, it was discovered that he had just passed out.
"The demon king's essence bones have completely merged with it. His aura has stabilized now. I will order someone to arrange a place for him. He should be fine after a few days of rest." Xiao Tiankuang said to Xiao Li.
Saying this, Xiao Tiankuang casually hit an ancient mark and flew towards the gate of the temple, shooting out.
"Yeah." Xiao Li nodded.
Then he lowered his head and glanced at Xiaoye.
The purple bone before made me feel a sense of terror.
I wonder what kind of changes Ono will get after integrating them.
According to that person in the ancient world, it was a good thing.
Then, it must have great benefits and it can and should become stronger.
I just don’t know how powerful it can be.
This, the fighting partner and brother who walked through it step by step.
"Zheng!"
"Huh?" Suddenly, Xiao Li faintly heard the sound of sword chanting.
"It's done!" Then, he heard a cry from the man in the ancient world.
"Is the spiritual sword finished?" After hearing that, Xiao Li immediately communicated with him and asked him.
"Guess." As a result, the man said.
Xiao Li: "..."
Xiao Li already knew that the old weapon refiner Han Ming, who was imprisoned in the ancient world, successfully refined the spirit sword under the pressure from that person.
A great thing.
"My lord, according to your instructions, the Demon King's Pavilion has been cleaned."
At this time, a middle-aged man stepped into the temple and spoke respectfully to Xiao Tiankuang.
"Okay." Xiao Tiankuang nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Xiao Li and Xiao Ye again, and said:
"Li'er, the Demon King Pavilion is where his father, Mang Mei, once lived. Let's place him there."
"Okay." Xiao Li responded.
He did not expect that Ono's biological father still had a residence in this protected land.
It seems that his relationship with his third grandfather Xiao Tiankuang is indeed very close.
Otherwise, the bone essence would not have been handed over to him.
Xiao Li turned around and said to the middle-aged man: "Take me to the Demon King Pavilion."
"Okay, sir."
"Third uncle, little aunt, I'll go over first." Xiao Li said to Xiao Mingyao and Xiao Lian again.
Xiao Mingyao: "Go."
Xiao Lian: "Yeah."
Xiao Yuan: "Brother Xiao Li, Yuan'er will go with you."
"Okay." Xiao Li responded.
Seeing Xiao Li agree, Xiao Yuan looked at her three Xiao Nie: "Third brother, Yuan'er is playing with brother Xiao Li today, not you."
"Let's go, you heartless little thing." Xiao Nie waved his hand impatiently.
"Hehe." Xiao Yuan smiled happily.
…
Demon King Pavilion is a seemingly ancient-style building with three floors in total.
Xiao Li hugged the savage boy and followed the middle-aged man with Xiao Yuan.
The moment he opened the door and entered, Xiao Li saw that the ground and walls on the first floor were covered with mysterious and profound ancient characters.
They were twisted and twisted, and he couldn't understand them at all.
There are also unusual and weird patterns.
But there is a mysterious aura circulating within it.
Xiao Yuan introduced to Xiao Li: "I heard from my third brother that these are demon texts, left behind by the demon king back then. Xiao Yuan sneaked in before and couldn't understand any of them."
The middle-aged man who led them here said to Xiao Li:
"Sir, there is a Demon King Bell in the building. If you have any instructions, just shake the Demon King Bell."
"Okay." Xiao Li said.
"If there's nothing else, I'll just leave." The middle-aged man said again.
Xiao Li: "Yeah."
As the middle-aged man left, Xiao Li walked in with Xiao Ye in his arms.
The second floor was the bedroom, but Xiao Li knew that the boy in his arms didn't like sleeping on the bed, so he put him directly on the ground.
At this moment, the savage boy is sleeping soundly, snoring, and looks very good now.
Seeing him like this, Xiao Li was completely relieved.
"Gu~~~" Suddenly, Xiao Li heard a strange sound coming into his ears.
He turned his head to look at Xiao Yuan, and the sound came from Xiao Yuan's stomach.
"Oops." Seeing Xiao Li looking over, Xiao Yuan exclaimed in embarrassment.
"Are you hungry? Xiaoyuan'er, let's go eat first." Xiao Li said to her.
Only then did he realize that he was hungry too.
Previously, Yan Xi asked Yan Xi to prepare food for him on the Feitian Tower ship, but then he forgot about it and flew off the Feitian Tower ship and entered the temple.
At this time, I also remembered that I had not eaten either.
"Yuan'er isn't very hungry yet." Xiao Yuan said to Xiao Li, "Ah, by the way, the flame fruit has matured recently. Brother Xiao Li, Yuan'er, please take you to pick the flame fruit. It's delicious."
"Flame Fruit?" A name for a fruit that Xiao Li had never heard of.
The fruit that grows in this magma land?
"I still have something to do, Yuan'er, wait for me a moment." Xiao Li said to her.
"Oh, okay." Xiao Yuan nodded obediently.
Xiao Li sat cross-legged and closed his eyes slightly.
With a thought, he entered the ancient world.
On that endless land, that person, Han Ming, and the Corpse King were all there.
The old weapon refiner Han Ming's face was full of exhaustion at this time, and he squatted on the ground, but there was a satisfied smile on his face.
He was holding a purple sword and looking up and down.
"I have been refining weapons for many years, but I never expected that this time I would successfully refine this spiritual weapon in one go." Han Ming said.
The man said proudly: "It's all thanks to me."
Han Ming: "Uh..."
Han Ming didn't dare to refute or curse out loud. She gently raised her head to look at him and could only say "uh" softly.
Xiao Li moved in front of Han Ming, stretched out his hand and said to Han Ming, "Give it to me."
Seeing that the energy and hard work he had put in were about to be taken away, there was a look of reluctance on Old Han Ming's face.
However, he still reluctantly handed the purple sword to Xiao Li.
Taking the spiritual sword into his hands, Xiao Li felt the power of the sword in it.
As soon as I thought about it, "Zheng!" an unusually loud and crisp sound sounded.
The sword power in the purple sword immediately stabbed towards Xiao Li's sword core.
"Hey, this is a spiritual sword." Seeing this, Han Ming sighed secretly in his heart.
The old face even showed sadness.
Although he was immersed in refining weapons last time, he also knew that Xiao Li destroyed the Yuan Sword and Xuan Sword he had refined, and now he was going to take action against the spiritual sword he had worked so hard to refine.
It is extremely difficult for a spiritual weapon to be born, but this guy...
"Bang!" There was a sound of the sword breaking.
Han Ming only felt that this was the sound of her heart breaking...