"Weihu, these are for you, and I am going to leave the others to the temple, what do you think?" After counting the colorful soul beads, Mu Hanyan separated a part for Gao Weihu and asked.

Although the multicolored soul orbs are great for cultivation, the refining speed is extremely slow, so she doesn’t use too much. The few thousand left on her body are enough. The same goes for Gao Weihu, so she still has the extra Ready to leave to Huayu Temple.

After being the chief priest for a long time, she also felt at home in the Huayu Temple. Every priest in the Huayu Temple was like a family member, so she naturally didn't want to treat them badly. And with the improvement of strength, she will leave sooner or later, and she is always unwilling to leave after she left, the Huayu Temple will go down again.

However, these multicolored soul beads were mistaken for Gao Weihu's name, so he should always respect his opinions.

"I have enough, Master Master, just look at the arrangement." Gao Weihu already has a lot of colorful soul beads on his body, plus following Mu Hanyan, he has also become a member of the Huayu Temple, naturally not Will care about everything.

"Okay, eh, why are you looking so bad? You won't be really hurt." Mu Hanyan didn't say anything to him, put away the colorful soul beads, and suddenly found that Gao Weihu's face turned pale, and he was confused again. Said worriedly again.

"Bao'er, why is your face so ugly?" After speaking, she was surprised to find that Su Bao'er's face turned out to be the same pale.

"It's nothing, I'm just, wow..." Before he finished speaking, Gao Weihu ran to the grass not far away, bending down and vomiting wildly.

"Wow..." Su Baoer also ran over and threw up.

While vomiting, the two smiled bitterly at each other.

It’s disgusting. The unmarginal praise of the master priest is really disgusting. Others may still be able to listen. Gao Weihu himself is really disgusting. Why don’t you know what the girl saw to the tall man? Qingxin, also because he won't marry all his life, and look at himself, Gao Weihu just wanted to dig a hole and jump down.

"Is my words so disgusting?" Looking at the two people who were vomiting from a distance, Mu Hanyan guessed something and turned to ask Jiang Qiling.

"I think it's okay." Jiang Qiling said.

"That's good." Mu Hanyan relaxed.

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Qiling suddenly turned around, ran a few steps, and squatted on the ground.

"Roar..." A sad beast roar sounded in his ears.

The roar was so far away that no one else had noticed it, but Mu Hanyan had a strong mind, and his hearing was far better than ordinary people, but he still heard clearly. It was clearly the roar of the Scarlet Thunder Golden Winged Beast.

Tao Tie's face changed slightly, and he obviously heard its roar.

"Let's go take a look." Mu Hanyan didn't have the time to pay attention to Gao Weihu, and said to Taotie.

She was also preparing to inquire about the little Shentian from the Scarlet Thunder Golden Winged Beast, and when she heard its unusually sad roar, she was worried about its accident.

Taotie nodded and rushed out first.

"I have something to do, wait for me for a while." Mu Hanyan greeted Gao Weihu and the others, and followed Taotie behind.

Speeding all the way, the roar of the Chilei Golden Winged Beast became more and more desolate and weak in his ears.

Taotie turned his head and glanced at Mu Hanyan, once again forbearing the pain of twisting and dislocation of the muscles and bones and returning to his body, and then rushing away with Mu Hanyan faster.

After traveling all the way through the mountains and water, half an hour later, the two saw the figure of the Scarlet Thunder Golden Winged Beast again. It was curled up in a mountain col, trembling all over, with the color of pain on its face, with ferocious eyes. He also became hollow and helpless, no more sacred light, and even a feeling of exhaustion.

"What's wrong with him?" Mu Hanyan asked suspiciously.

Although the Chilei Golden Winged Beast was hit by the secret sword formation of the Death Temple just now, its body of the demigod beast would not be fatal even if it was injured. In fact, there was no sign of serious injury on the Red Thunder Golden Winged Beast, but Mu Hanyan clearly felt that its vitality had become extremely weak.

"It seems that something is wrong." Although Taotie has returned to the beast-shaped body, from the perspective of his eyes, it is also extremely solemn.

After turning around the Chilei Golden Winged Beast for a few times, he suddenly roared up to the sky, **** halos evaporating from him, and then injected into the Chilei Golden Winged Beast. After a while, Chilei Golden Winged Beast's eyes regained a ray of divine light, but Gourmet became depressed, and fell to the ground.

Obviously, he forcibly rescued the Red Thunder Golden Winged Beast at the expense of his own vitality. This method and the priestly magic of life hymns are somewhat believed, but they are far less subtle and mysterious than life hymns, and they are extremely detrimental to themselves. It's not because the vitality of his divine beast's body is already exceptionally strong, I'm afraid it will die before it can save the Scarlet Thunder Golden Winged Beast.

The Scarlet Thunder Golden Winged Beast, which had barely recovered, lay on the ground, panting heavily, a low beast roar in his mouth, and his eyes were full of grief and anger.

"It said that it was forcibly refined by the Liu family with the art of forging souls by the dark fire, and then it was enslaved by it. Now, although it has recovered its mind under the might of my beast, it is no longer affected by Liu Qianyuan. Control, but without the Liu Family's contract maintenance, its spirit will gradually die out, and it will eventually die." Taotie said, also with a look of grief and anger.

In fact, without him speaking, Mu Hanyan also understood the words of the Chilei Golden Winged Beast. As early as in the Holy Ting Continent, as the memory of Aolai Divine Beast awakened, she could understand the beast language. It's just that there are too many kinds of orcs, and the difference in animal language between different races is too big, it sounds a bit strenuous.

"How can I save it?" Mu Hanyan looked at the Scarlet Thunder Golden Wing Beast sympathetically and asked.

Netherfire forging souls, as the name suggests, is to condense the nine netherfires with the secret magic technique, and forcibly refine the souls, which can make people better than death. According to records, this was a torture technique used to punish criminals in ancient times. Because it was too cruel, it was listed as the number one torture in the Continent of Gods. Then, it was banned for hurting the heavens and harmony, and it was gradually lost.

Of course, the so-called lost information is only for ordinary people. Many so-called lost magic techniques, as far as Mu Hanyan knows, were actually mastered by a certain priest family with a deep foundation in a certain temple, but they were not secreted for various reasons.

According to records, even some of the top powerhouses in history who were extremely vicious but extremely determined were unable to withstand the torture of the soul-forging soul. The pain was so painful that they only wanted to die. However, the soul was controlled, but they could not die if they wanted to die. Can endure the endless pain and suffering, until the soul is confused, and finally the soul is scattered and died. In order to enslave and domesticate the Chilei Golden Winged Beast, the ancestors of the Liu family repeatedly used the art of forging the soul of the dark fire. It is not difficult to imagine what torture and pain it has experienced, and it is no wonder that it hates Liu Qianyuan so much.