Chapter 125 Restoration

"Then there is King Lao Qindan!"

Lin Changtian's eyes showed a hint of anticipation and he spoke.

His soul power was damaged, not only could he not refine the spirit pill, but he couldn't even condense and purify, and now he was able to pin all his hopes on Qin Lang.

"President Lin is polite, I, Qin Lang, will go all out!"

Qin Lang nodded solemnly, his palm flipped over, and with a soft "poof", a crimson red flame appeared in Qin Lang's palm.

With a wave of his arm, the Red Flame Sky Fire swept across the deck of the Nether Ghost Ship, and then directly swept away a few drops of the Styx River water, bringing it up.

"This Styx river is so corrosive!"

With only a few drops of the Styx River water, the Red Flame Heavenly Fire flame that Qin Lang sacrificed actually weakened rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Lin Changtian couldn't help but show an extremely shocked look in his eyes, and exclaimed.

"Give it to me!"

Qin Lang was also extremely dignified, his gaze fell tightly on the Styx River water in front of him, and the Red Flame Heavenly Fire in the dantian frantically urged, surging out from the palm of his hand, wrapping several drops of the Styx River water, burning wildly.

Although it was only an extremely small drop of Styx water, as he continued to refine, layers of fine beads of sweat continued to gush out of Qin Lang's temples, and his clothes were already soaked, obviously a lot of effort was wasted in order to refine it.

Fortunately, the hard work paid off, and under Qin Lang's continuous refining, the several drops of the Styx River water that were constantly tumbling continued to become solidified, and the dead qi was constantly stripped from it, and then wrapped in the Red Flame Heavenly Fire, compressed with all his might.

"Po-"

Six hours later, with an extremely small sound, the continuously compressed dead qi finally liquefied into an extremely fine liquid!

To die is to live!

At this moment, this tiny liquid contains not endless dead air, but extremely pure vitality!

This kind of anger is completely different from the Tree of Life that Qin Lang has!

The vitality of the tree of life is the source of masculine vitality;

And at this moment, the vitality condensed by the water of the River Styx has a trace of feminine origin!

"It's done!"

Lin Changtian's eyes lit up, and the whole person couldn't help but tremble. After working hard for so long and taking such a big risk, and now that he has finally arrived at the center of the end of the River Styx, Qin Lang Gang has successfully refined the vitality he had always dreamed of!

"The condensation has been completed, President Lin hurry up and take his anger!"

Regardless of the sweat on his forehead, Qin Lang sent his anger to Lin Changtian and urged.

"Thank you for your hard work, King Qin Dan!"

Lin Changtian smiled gratefully at Qin Lang, took the anger handed to him by Qin Lang with trembling hands, and then took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and swallowed the trace of anger directly into his mouth.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the anger entered his body, it turned into endless pure power, and frantically surged out into Lin Changtian's sea of consciousness, constantly nourishing and repairing his injured soul power.

On the side, Qin Lang could clearly sense that Lin Changtian's originally sluggish soul power had actually improved rapidly under the nourishment of this trace of vitality, and it had become at least several times stronger than before!

"Great, the water of the River Styx can really heal my wounded soul power!"

After absorbing the anger, Lin Changtian opened his eyes, his face full of irrepressible surprise.

Although he had only absorbed a trace of vitality, his soul power injury had already recovered one or two layers, and the effect was extremely amazing!

"My soul power has recovered, and then without the help of King Qin Dan, I can use the Heavenly Fire to refine the water of the River Styx and heal myself!"

Lin Changtian nodded excitedly, and a golden flame swept out of his hand, rushing towards the water of the Styx River under the Nether Ghost Boat.

"Jin Ye Tianhuo!"

Seeing the flames of Lin Changtian's sacrifice, Qin Lang's eyes lit up.

Jin Ye Heavenly Fire was an extremely powerful Heavenly Fire, and its power was even much more powerful than the Red Flame Heavenly Fire that Qin Lang now possessed.

Qin Lang didn't expect that Lin Changtian, who had always been inconspicuous, would have such a powerful Heavenly Fire.

Jin Ye Heavenly Fire did not rush into the depths of the River Styx, but only lightly rolled on the surface of the River Styx, and suddenly a wisp of extremely viscous jet black River River water was wrapped in Jin Ye Heavenly Fire and returned to Lin Changtian.

As Jin Ye's heavenly fire continued to burn, another trace of vitality was refined, and it was swallowed by Lin Changtian, and his injuries were constantly repaired at an extremely crazy speed.

"Great!"

Feeling that Lin Changtian's soul power was constantly increasing, Qin Lang was overjoyed, and then he also sacrificed the Red Flame Heavenly Fire to condense the river water at the end of the Styx.

In the battle with the hall master of the Yama Palace, Qin Lang burned his soul, his Yuan Force was damaged, and his foundation was damaged, and the vitality condensed by the water of the Styx River also had a slight repair effect on his foundation.

"Hahaha, my Lin Changtian's soul power has finally recovered, great!"

After several condensations were completed, Lin Changtian was in a good mood and couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl.

Qin Lang on the side also had bright eyes!

Lin Changtian's soul power recovered, which meant that he could help Qin Lang's father, Qin Zhanhai, refine the Eight-Rank Spirit Pill!

"King Qin Dan, thank you, we can start refining the Eight-Rank Spirit Pill!"

Lin Changtian looked at Qin Lang and said with a smile.