"Your current soul fragment is the core of all your soul remodeling in the future, therefore, you first enter the brain stage of the body, guard your spiritual platform, only when the spiritual platform is clear, the next link can be a little smoother, once you lose, not only my little life may be hung up, but also possible, your body with your current consciousness, may become an idiot-like existence!" Wen Ranran's expression instantly became solemn.

"And you...... Defend the Dharma for us! The movement of this soul is relatively large, and it may wake up some sleeping things, if it is the soul on those divine pillars outside, it will be fine, but what I am afraid of is ...... What is sealed under the Emperor's Tomb! ”

"I don't care what method you use, whether it's your current soul or your demon's special method, keep the breath here, all the breath here can only stay in this tomb!"

Wen Ranran's expression was serious, and she looked at the kite.

The kite took a deep breath, he naturally knew the severity, and at this moment he directly closed his eyes and meditated.

In the middle of the night, an invisible aura emanated from this tomb, firmly enveloping the entire tomb.

Wen Ranran took a deep breath and pulled out the huge Hades Scythe from behind her back for the first time.

The scythe carried a mysterious aura exclusive to the ancients, and at this time with an unparalleled sharpness, he looked at the corpse of the big snake entrenched on the ground, took a deep breath, and directly broke the eyebrows of the corpse.

Wen Ranran bit her finger, and a drop of blood trembled and floated in the air.

With the blessing of this drop of Hades' blood, the success rate of the resurrection of Joy is slightly greater.

"That's it! Enter the sea of consciousness of the present corpse! ”

Wen Ranran let out a low sigh, and the small light cluster that represented the soul of the Joy instantly merged into that drop of blood, and flew straight into the flesh and skin of the big snake's broken brain.

The sharp aura of the Hades Scythe flashed.

Wen Ran put away the Hades scythe, sat opposite the serpent, crossed her legs, and formed a strange handprint.

Suddenly, a wave of soul power belonging to the ancients surged over.

Wen Ranran took a deep breath, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead almost instantly, although she has obtained the power of faith in the underworld, she has also obtained the Hades Scythe, and she has completely embarked on this serious Hades path.

But after all, it is the first time to do it, and all the skills that Hades were familiar with ten thousand years ago, for Wen Ranran, they are definitely learned and sold, and they are the first time to try.

Therefore, there is not only physical stress, but also psychological stress.

Wen Ranran carefully controlled the invisible soul power, mending the snake body little by little.

Time passed little by little, and Wen Ranran's face gradually turned pale.

When the lilac snake head was already soaked in a moist light, a trace of blood suddenly overflowed from Wen Ranran's ears.

The kite was on the side, carefully blocking everything, looking at Wen Ranran2 like this, feeling a little guilty.

But looking at her pale face but still struggling to support it, her heart was pinched.

This resurrection is almost unsuccessful.

Of course, he knew that there was a lot of pressure on Wen Ranran, but this was also something that could not be helped.

Fortunately, the soul of the entire snake head has now been repaired, and in any case, it has finally passed the most dangerous part.

After all, the head is the spirit and soul, and this step is the most important and the most dangerous.

The rest of the steps or psychological pressure are obviously better and easier than at the beginning.

The most difficult step has been passed, and all that remains is to see if Wen Ranran's soul power can support all the repairs and fill the entire body.

Time passed minute by minute, Wen Ranran's seven orifices were already bleeding, and the whole person looked a little hideous and terrifying, but those eyes were still staring at the huge snake body, like an old monk in a fixed place, maintaining and constantly changing his handprints.