Chapter 723: Resurrection Pill

Hong Qi died, just like that, right under the old monk's nose.

This scene immediately made the old monk panic.

Before Hong Qi was alive, although he guessed that Hong Qi would die, the shock to the old monk was completely different from that of her real death.

"It's over, it's over, it's really over now." The old monk murmured. This old monster who had lived for countless years was a little confused in an instant.

In fact, he didn't care whether Hong Qi died or not in his heart. To put it bluntly, he and Hong Qi were not familiar with each other, let alone friendship.

But Meng Fan did!

What if Meng Fan put this account on his head?

"Alas..." Thinking of this, he sighed.

At the same time, his soul came out of Meng Fan's body again.

In a sense, Hong Qi had already set him up.

Hong Qi could carry Meng Fan with her soul, so why couldn't she?

Although the old monk didn't agree with this in his heart and felt that it was meaningless to do so, he had to do it now.

Even if it's just a pretense, you have to do it!

Just as he urged his soul power and just took a step forward with Meng Fan on his back, his face suddenly changed and his heart jumped.

Because a sword light suddenly burst out from Meng Fan's body.

To be precise, this sword light was cut from Meng Fan's forehead.

With the appearance of this sword light, a blood hole appeared in Meng Fan's forehead, and blood kept gushing out from the hole.

"This is the breath of the sword domain." The old monk murmured in shock, extremely shocked. Meng Fan actually cultivated to the level of the sword domain?

A cultivator of the fourth level of Yuanshen cultivated the sword domain?

The old monk is also knowledgeable, but he has never heard of such an existence.

Unprecedented!

As for whether there will be successors in the future, it seems that there is no hope.

In fact, although Meng Fan was in a coma just now, his consciousness has been clear.

Before the destruction of the Hongqi demon god, he used means to restrict his soul, hoping that he would be burned to death by the Red Lotus Karma Fire without resistance.

Because he was conscious, he actually saw everything Hongqi did just now, but no matter how he struggled, he could not wake up.

Finally, seeing Hongqi's soul completely scattered, he was completely angry. With the help of the sword domain he had just cultivated in the future version of Wanjian Guizong, he directly cut his soul with a sword.

The sword light penetrated the soul and slashed directly from the forehead of the flesh, breaking through the restrictions and blockades left by the Hongqi demon god in an instant.

Although Meng Fan woke up at this moment, he was extremely embarrassed and unrecognizable.

There was too much blood flowing out of the hole in the forehead, which directly frightened his face, and even so much blood that his white clothes were dyed red by 99%.

His eyes were cold, and it was hard to tell whether it was blood or tears in the corners of his eyes. His blood-red appearance was like a Shura walking out of purgatory.

"This is a sign of being possessed by the devil." The old monk looked ugly.

If Meng Fan were to be possessed by a demon, and turn from a future Sword Immortal into a future Sword Demon, this would be a disaster for the entire human world...

No, it's not just the human world!

The old monk knew very well how terrifying Meng Fan was, especially the future Meng Fan.

Sword Demon, although it sounds more domineering than the Sword God Sword Immortal, it is definitely a synonym for disaster.

[We must not let Meng Fan be possessed by a demon! ]

What to do?

The old monk's mind turned rapidly, and in a flash, he finally thought of a way.

After all, he is an old monster who has lived for countless years, and he is experienced after all.

"Don't get excited, Hong Qi can still be saved!"

When Meng Fan heard this, although his eyes were still cold and his breath was still terrifying, his brows frowned silently.

It was obvious that he still heard what the old monk said.

"Resurrection Pill, Donor Meng, have you forgotten the Resurrection Pill you got from the Heavenly King Palace?" The old monk shouted anxiously.

Resurrection Pill?

Resurrection Pill!

Meng Fan's face moved, and the coldness in his eyes eased a little.

Under normal circumstances, once a person's soul is scattered, there is no chance of reincarnation, and it will be completely destroyed.

But the Soul-Restoring Pill is extremely powerful. As long as the soul is scattered within an hour, it can summon the soul and reshape the soul.

Thinking of the Soul-Restoring Pill, Meng Fan felt a little relieved.

Of the three pills he got from the Heavenly King Palace, the Divine Power Pill, the Heavenly Heart Pill, and the Soul-Restoring Pill, he thought the Soul-Restoring Pill was the most useless.

After all, the Divine Power Pill gave him the magical power of paper-cutting, and the Heavenly Heart Pill gave him the Heavenly Heart Mark, each of which was shocking.

But now it seems that the effect of the Soul-Restoring Pill is no worse than the other two.

It can only be said that this pill depends on who it is used for!

Using the right person is more important than anything else.

"Soul-Restoring Pill." Meng Fan uttered three words, his tone was obviously a little softer, and the hostility on his body was gradually dissipating.

The next second, he took out the Resurrection Pill and activated it.

Mysterious energies burst out from the Resurrection Pill, and even Meng Fan could not tell the origin of these energies.

"What is the origin of this Heavenly King Palace? It has been destroyed for so many years, but it can still leave behind three shocking pills." Even at this moment, Meng Fan couldn't help but sigh.

Although he reversed the body of the master of the Xuanwu Palace and knew a lot about the Heavenly King Palace in his memory, Meng Fan always felt that it was a bit one-sided.

After all, theoretically speaking, according to the memory of the Heavenly King Palace, there should not be the foundation of these three shocking pills.

"Who is the founder of the Heavenly King Palace?" Meng Fan thought of this and began to carefully recall the memory of the master of the Xuanwu Palace, but there was no such information.

"Forget it, it's not important!"

Since the master of the Xuanwu Palace didn't remember it, Meng Fan didn't continue to think about it.

The current priority is to see if the Soul Resurrection Pill can restore Hong Qi's soul.

In fact, as the old monk thought before, as long as Hong Qi's soul is still there, he will definitely find a way to reshape Hong Qi's body in the future.

As time passed, the power of the Soul Resurrection Pill gradually bloomed.

Then a faint red light slowly appeared in the void visible to the naked eye.

Meng Fan's face suddenly showed excitement. He was sure that it was Hong Qi's soul.

Although this soul is like a candle in the wind, it seems that it can be blown out in one breath, but it really exists!

Don't be afraid of weakness, just be afraid of nothingness.

No matter how weak she is, Meng Fan has the confidence to make her fat.

The old monk beside him also breathed a sigh of relief. Hong Qi's soul could be condensed back by the Soul Resurrection Pill, which is good for everyone.

With the appearance of Hong Qi's soul, the efficacy and energy of the Soul Resurrection Pill completely disappeared.

"Hmm?" Meng Fan was a little helpless.

Although Hong Qi's soul was condensed back, it was too weak.

The next second, the Hong Qi Sword appeared in Meng Fan's hand.

At the same time, Hong Qi returned to the Hong Qi Sword.

The Hong Qi Sword was Hong Qi's body before, and now it is Meng Fan's natal flying sword. It is the most suitable to nourish Hong Qi's soul.