"Mo Yan!"

Zi Qianmo stretched out his hand, gently put it on Mo Yan's shoulder, and whispered to him, "Stop, for a while, you can't refine it." ”

Twenty hours, this essence dyed frost maple red has no sign of refining, it should be something wrong, it is better to stop and study it again.

However, not long after Zi Qianmo's hand was put on Mo Yan, there was a sudden change in the Ding furnace.

A breath was forcibly withdrawn from Ziqian Mo's body, integrated into Mo Yan's body, and then merged into the flames along with the divine thunder true fire of Mo Yan's refining pill.

In the next second, the essence that seemed to be indissolvable was dyed with frost maple red, and suddenly melted off a leaf horn.

"Huh?"

Mo Yan and Zi Qianmo both saw the change in the essence dyed frost maple red.

Chi Yan couldn't help it even more, and called out in a low voice, "His Royal Highness the Demon King, His Royal Highness the Demon King's man, the essence dyed frost maple red has begun to be refined!" ”

Several of them were shocked.

Throughout the ages, the profession of alchemist has been precious and rare, because every pill refined by an alchemist is unique, and the preciousness and purity of the pill depend on the alchemist's technique and heat, and each pill only passes through the hands of one alchemist.

However, now, the situation in front of them was that the Ding Furnace had fused the demon king's qi on Zi Qianmo's body, combined with Mo Yan's Divine Thunder True Fire, and had actually begun to refine such a precious genius earth treasure.

The two of them worked together to refine the pill, which broke their perception of the alchemist.

However, the surprise was only for a moment.

After Zi Qianmo realized that his breath could help Mo Yan refine the elixir, he immediately adjusted his posture, sat down cross-legged behind Mo Yan, and continuously conveyed his breath and cultivation to Mo Yan.

With the support of Ziqian Mo's cultivation, Mo Yan's state was obviously much better, and the Divine Thunder True Fire in his hand gradually returned to its normal firepower, wrapping the bottom of the Ding Furnace continuously.

Under the impetus of the fire, the essence dyed frost maple red, has completely turned into a pool of red as blood, and the slightest hot gas comes out from the smoke of the Ding furnace, and it is about to be completed.

Another two hours of refining passed.

"Out of the oven!"

As the two crimson pills rolled out of the medicine pod, Mo Yan's demonic face crossed with a pale smile, and he spit out two words with relief.

He didn't even have time to test the color and medicinal properties of the Flame Pill, so he fainted.

Ziqian Mo's eyes were quick, and he helped Mo Yan who had fainted, and stuffed a pill into his mouth that quickly restored his strength.

"The man of His Royal Highness the Demon King!"

The fire-type dragon Red Flame was also ashamed.

Now the man of His Royal Highness the Demon King actually fainted with exhaustion in order to help him refine medicine and repair Long Yuan.

This kindness, how can it go to it?

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Yan's strength regained and slowly woke up.

In front of him, there were two very nervous magnified faces, one was his lover Zi Qianmo, and the other was the dragon under his lover.

"Does this pill work?" Mo Yan slowly looked at Chi Yan.

The elixir he had spent so much effort and physical strength to refine would be uncomfortable if it didn't work.

The fire dragon Chi Yan had a serious look on his face, and said with a straight face: "The man of His Royal Highness the Demon King fainted while refining medicine for his subordinates, how dare his subordinates take the medicine alone?"