Chapter 3146
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Of course, if it was an ordinary weapon.
He could only start from the beginning of the refinement, step by step, to extract the nether yin spiritual energy and fuse it with the nether yin spiritual energy.
But … the Devouring Flame Fan was different.
The glower flame fan was not only refined from Ye Qing Luo's heart bone and blood.
The Ghastly Flame Fan was also a weapon that could grow in quality.
It was a spiritual power that could completely fuse with the Netherworld Palace!
In this way.
Ye Qing Luo would be able to use the glower flame fan to go against most of the undead puppets!
Ye Qing Luo muttered to herself for a moment and made up her mind, "Alright, then I'll have to trouble you to think of a way to merge the serene Yin's mental power into the Glower Flame Fan!"
Tang Beiyuan received the glower flame fan from Ye Qing Luo, "I'll get it done now!"
As she spoke, she took out some equipment from her spatial ring.
Tang Beiyuan was fiddling with the equipment when she suddenly thought of something as she abruptly raised her head and looked at Ye Qing Luo, "That's right Qing Luo, that smear of mental energy which had fused with the weapon, you really have no way to extract more? If the amount extracted is too little, it will be less effective against the Undead Puppets … For a weapon like the Gourd Flame Fan that can grow, if I can extract a large amount of Nether Yin Mental Energy and fuse it with it, the effect will definitely double! "
Ye Qing Luo's finger on her wrist stiffened slightly.
She lowered her eyes and fixed her gaze on the Azure Dew Bracelet.
This was what Tang Beiyuan had said.
She had thought about it a long time ago.
However …
Control over the Azure Dew Bracelet.
Until now, she still couldn't move freely.
She still … did not sense Old Man Cang's existence.
If Old Man Cang was here.
Then Tang Beiyuan's idea would work …
"Temporarily I still can't find a way to extract a large amount of mental power." Ye Qing Luo shook her head, "Let me think of a way to try."
…
He walked out of Tang Beiyuan's room.
Ye Qing Luo then walked towards the direction of the room which she stayed in last night.
In the main hall, Di Mo Xuan was releasing his Profound Energy to help the soldiers purify the miasma within their bodies.
The entire hall was silent.
Ye Qing Luo didn't make any noise to disturb him as she quietly returned to her room and quietly closed the door.
She sat down on the bed.
He slowly raised his wrist.
On her fair and slender wrist.
The circular pattern resembling the petals of a cherry blossom was clearly visible.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a bright red light flowing between the patterns.
Staring, staring, staring.
Ye Qing Luo's gaze suddenly went into a daze.
There seemed to be a wisp of white smoke floating in front of her, looking at her with a benevolent smile.
That dignified yet concerned voice reverberated in her ears.
"Little Luo."
Ye Qing Luo's eyelashes fluttered as the tip of her nose suddenly turned sour.
She unconsciously looked in the direction of the white smoke and extended her other hand. Her voice was choked with emotion. "Old Man Cang … Old Man Cang …"
However, her sobbing voice came to an abrupt halt at this moment.
She stretched out her hand, but missed.
The white smoke in front of him turned into a gentle breeze and dissipated.
"Old Cang!"
Ye Qing Luo cried out again.
He raised his hands and tried desperately to touch the space in front of him.
However, the only thing his hands could touch was air.
She froze on the spot.
He stared blankly for a long time before coming back to his senses.
Am I hallucinating again?
Yes.
If it wasn't a hallucination, how could Old Man Cang's spiritual body dissipate with just a touch …
Ye Qing Luo's tensed up emotions, at this instance, were all unloaded.
She really … missed Old Man Cang.
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