Night Feather swallows a low-level medicinal herb to warm up the body's spiritual power, standing by to watch Bai Jinyi's refining of oyster sauce.

At the moment, Bai Jinyi’s face also showed a tired color, and the long-term flame output, even if the eight pharmacists could not hold back!

Fortunately, the integration of Jiuyin Nei Dan and Emu Oil has come to an end. According to this trend, the problem is not big.

The oyster sauce has been solidified into an oval egg by the influence of the cold of Nedan. The size of the watermelon is covered with a layer of red snake scales.

The milky white snake oil is almost covered by the red snake scale by 90% of the area, and the remaining bottom is not completely covered.

In the gap between the red snake scales, the blue color is outlined, and the whole piece of snake oil is as dazzling as a gem.

"Long Ye, is this the final form of Jiuyin oyster sauce?" Night Feather feels the change of oyster sauce in the medicine ding ding, and the beauty of the scorpion is frequently surprised.

If you don't use mental power to detect that there are no signs of life inside, the night feathers almost think that this "snake egg" can hatch the dragon.

But really, there is a dragon cub, which is also good, and it can be cultivated into a beast!

Reminiscent of the kind of means of the dragon, the ordinary spirit of the strong three to five is probably not his opponent.

"Ghosts know, isn't it, Suzaku didn't say anything, look at it." Long Xiaopeng snorted and pouted, suddenly looking up at the face of the night feathers, some whim: "Little girl, your body Spirituality, still growing?"

After the night feathers carefully felt it, they nodded toward the dragon chubby, and the spiritual growth rate was very uniform, and it seemed that they were completely unaffected by the subjective control of the night feathers.

"Fire spirit?" Long Xiaopeng suddenly frowned.

"Go to the medicine garden." Night feathers glanced sideways.

When I woke up, I saw the fire spirit, and the blink of an eye, the fire spirit ran away.

"Looking at the past." Long Xiaopeng flashed a thought in his eyes, and a layer of blue light emerged into the air.

The night feathers glanced at Bai Jinyi, although the latter looked a little tired, but the spiritual fluctuations in the body were still stable, and the dragon also flew with the dragon.

Next to the medicine garden, a huge red figure lay there, full of more than a dozen feet, covered with fiery red feathers, and a phoenix crown flashing a layer of red light, eye-catching.

When Yu Yuyu came over the medicine garden, Long Xiaopeng had already landed on the ground.

"Fire spirit?" Looking at the firebird below, the night feathers suddenly slammed, and it fell.

Long Xiaopeng is standing at the head of Huo Ling at this time, but his small physique is compared with the current volume of Huo Ling, just like the gap between sand and boulders.

"Don't move, the little stupid bird is evolving." After seeing the night feathers fall, Long Xiaopang intends to reach out and touch the fire spirit, and immediately stops.

The palm of the night feathers stopped in front of the phoenix crown of the fire spirit, and some inexplicable sideways over the head. "Long, is the fire spirit affected by the Suzaku?"

"It should be related to you. It is hard to say whether Suzaku has helped him." Long Xiaopeng whispered, seemingly afraid that Suzaku would hear it.

"What do we do now."

"Wait." Long Xiaopeng spit out a word, and his small eyes looked at the fire, seemingly looking forward to something.

In the blink of an eye, one day later, Yu Yuyu left a little spiritual strength on the refining table, and he and Long Xiaopeng waited for the fire to wake up next to the medicine garden.