Chapter 1100 Moldy Dragon

Yun Qingyan summoned the red fire with one hand. With the improvement of her realm, the time she summoned the red fire and the power of the red fire have grown by leaps and bounds. Although it is not enough to support her to refine medicine, but Occasionally summoned to teach a lesson to a dragon is fine.

A small group of crimson flames appeared in Yun Qingyan's palm, jumping with joy, and in the center of the flames, there was a golden glow.

The air was distorted by the scorching heat.

"Chihuang, go." Yun Qingyan snorted coldly, and the crimson flame in his hand flew towards Qingxuan Ding, frightening the originally burning Aoki fire under Ding immediately shrank into a ball.

"Ouch! Do you really want to roast the dragon soul?" Cang Ming exclaimed, and hurriedly flew out of the Qingxuan Cauldron.

It is not afraid of Aoki Yihuo, but it is afraid to death of that strange crimson flame.

There are not many different fires that can burn the soul, but Chi Huanghuo is one of them.

Yun Qingyan ignored it, took back the Scarlet Fire, and started refining medicine with the Aoki Fire.

Cang Ming, as Qingxuan Ding's half-artifact soul, could have become invisible and possessed in Qingxuan Ding Ding's body, but it chose to do the opposite, staying in the pot of medicine refining, saying: It's the smell of medicine in it, which can promote its sleep... It's the first time she's seen such a hypocritical dragon.

Yun Qingyan placed the herbs in order.

With the exception of Xuanming grass, which was picked in the Xingluo Mountains, the other medicinal materials for refining Naling Pill were prepared in Bei'an, and now they only need to be taken out and used.

"Little girl, what about the adult?"

When Yun Qingyan threw a main ingredient into the Qingxuan Ding, Qinglong Cangming asked.

"Do you want to see Di Jiuque?" After processing the main herbs in turn, Yun Qingyan didn't look sideways, but he was talking to Cang Ming.

"No no no." Cang Ming quickly shook his head like a rattle, "I don't want to see him."

The one who is not in it can be comfortable.

The main medicinal material has been calcined into medicinal powder, and then it is fused with spiritual water.

Yun Qingyan used his mental power to control the powder and spirit water to mix into a ball, but he couldn't help sighing for Emperor Jiuque in his heart.

She found that around her, whether it was contracted beasts, artifact spirits... they didn't like seeing him.

"Hehe, little girl." After hearing Di Jiuque's absence, Cang Ming laughed happily as if he had let go of all restraints.

"What the hell did you think?" Hearing Cang Ming's laughter, Yun Qingyan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"What kind of ghost idea?" Cang Ming retorted with a straight face, "I'm just a little bored staying in Qingxuan Cauldron."

It used to be stuffed in Qingxuan Ding because its soul was too fragile, but now its soul has solidified a lot, and it has been able to leave Qingxuan Ding for a while.

"You have to know that a dragon is still a dragon that yearns for freedom. If you let it be stuffed in one place every day, it will get moldy!" Ah, come back when you're done playing, don't look for me!"

After speaking, the whole dragon flashed and disappeared out of the window.

Yun Qingyan was just about to stop it and give a few words, but Cang Ming couldn't even see his tail.

At this time, the refining of the medicinal pill was also at a critical moment, Yun Qingyan couldn't get away, so he could only let him go.

Under the control of mental power, the various medicinal powders began to gradually merge into a thick paste.

Suddenly, a wisp of scorched smoke rose from the medicine paste, and a slight puff sounded.