The powder that came into contact with the puppet's surface began to corrode the puppet's body, and more blood mist surged out of the puppet's body.
"Ahhhhh!"
Under the scorching heat, the puppet continued to make painful sounds, and the sounds shook the ground beneath its feet.
Even the cauldron began to shake.
"Trapped him!"
Meng Jing shouted loudly and immediately ordered the black flames of void to imprison the struggling puppet.
If we don¡¯t imprison this guy, I¡¯m afraid the whole stove will be taken over by him!
After Meng Jing finished speaking, a chain made of fire appeared on the puppet's two arms, nailing him firmly to the surface of the cauldron.
No matter how hard the puppet struggled, he could not break free.
Meng Jing waved his hand, and the black flame of voidness injected into it was once again much larger.
Even on a solid surface, it cannot withstand the high temperature baking, and the body gradually falls off the soul like a puddle of mud.
When the whole mud sank to the bottom of the cauldron, a complete soul was also practicing with its eyes closed.
This complete soul is the true face of the old man under the puppet.
His body is relatively transparent, glowing with fluorescent blue.
Although Meng Jing gave the other party a magnolia flower, this soul has been consumed for a hundred years. Even if it can be repaired, it will definitely not be as powerful as before.
However, in this spiritual fire, it is already very good to be able to maintain this state!
And the next step is to reshape him into a complete body based on this soul.
The next moment, with a squeeze of his hand, the piece of flesh and blood that sank at the bottom of the cauldron splashed onto the surface of the soul and stuck to his body.
"Not bad!"
Meng Jing also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that a piece of flesh and blood was simply attached to it without any effort.
Originally, according to what the ancient books said, it would be very complicated.
I didn¡¯t expect that I succeeded in the first step!
Just when Meng Jing was ready to be happy, he continued to operate.
"Crash"
The flesh and blood that just adhered to the surface of the soul fell off like bricks and sank to the bottom of the cauldron.
"I'm going, what's going on?"
Meng Jing was stunned. It was obvious that he was going to succeed, so he was ready for the next one.
This first one actually failed. Isn¡¯t this too disrespectful to yourself?
"The soul is not sticky enough?"
There will be a layer of sticky stuff attached to the surface of the soul, which allows the flesh and blood to fully adhere to the skin.
Generally speaking, I have just helped this guy refine a lot of medicinal materials, but they all provide soul power, but why is the soul viscosity still not enough?
Meng Jing thought and looked into the cauldron.
The puppet in the cauldron has passed out.
Seeing this scene, Meng Jing also had a dark look on his face.
He co-wrote how there was no viscosity on the surface of the soul. It turned out that this guy passed out and did not exert the medicinal power of the medicinal materials.
"Puppet, wake up!"
Meng Jing shouted towards the cauldron.
The puppet was still in a coma and did not hear.
"Good guy, we can only use other methods!"
Seeing that the puppet still didn't wake up, Meng Jing also stretched out a hand and flicked it.
The pure spiritual energy condensed from the fingertips exploded out like a projectile with a "whoosh" sound.
He hit the puppet impartially.
Suddenly, the puppet's soul made a "chichi" sound, and bursts of white smoke floated out.
The puppet also made a painful sound of "um hum" and did not wake up.
"Come again!"
Meng Jing flicked his finger again, and this time the pure spiritual energy condensed was more powerful than before!
If this blow is sustained, it will definitely cause a lot of pain.
Thinking about it, he ejected the powerful spiritual energy.
Whoosh!
The spiritual energy flew out at an extremely fast speed, hitting the surface of the puppet's body in the blink of an eye.
As the pure spiritual energy suddenly hit the puppet's body, the unconscious puppet also opened its eyes at that moment.
The eyes are filled with scarlet murderous intent!
"Ahhhhh!"
The puppet roared and shook its imprisoned hands.
"He actually ran away violently!"
Seeing the puppet¡¯s appearance, Meng Jing was not too surprised.
This old man has been living in the puppet's body for at least a hundred years. During these hundred years, it is not easy to maintain one's own sobriety and consciousness.
Now, Meng Jing¡¯s pure spiritual energy has undoubtedly aroused his murderous intention.
You must know that this pure spiritual energy will cause a lot of damage to both the puppet and the soul itself.
Otherwise, Meng Jing would not have done this.
"Yes, that's it, keep going berserk!"
Meng Jing glanced at the sticky substance secreted on the surface of the puppet and smiled.
If I had known earlier, I would have used this method to stimulate it!
As he spoke, he sucked in his palms and attached the piece of flesh and blood sunk in the cauldron to the surface of the puppet.
This time, there was no shedding like before.
On the contrary, it adheres tightly to the skin surface.
But seeing this, Meng Jing still frowned slightly.
It doesn¡¯t look good just with flesh and blood attached to the surface. At least add something to decorate it!
¡°Let¡¯s see if this pile of flesh and blood can be fused together!¡±
Meng Jing said, sucking in his palm, and the flesh and blood that had sunk to the bottom of the cauldron flew out.
After a while, the system¡¯s voice sounded.
"Ding, host, would you like to recycle a bunch of flesh and blood?"
It sure works!
Meng Dingding nodded, this black wolf¡¯s body and bones can be recovered.
It seems that this is no problem.
"Recycle!"
Meng Dingding nodded.
Then, the pile of flesh and blood suspended in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Turning around, Meng Jing opened his space backpack, and a pile of flesh and blood lay inside.
"Just flesh and blood won't do it!"
Looking at the flesh and blood in the backpack, he frowned again.
It turns out that the surface of this puppet's body is made of fine steel. Under its own high-temperature refining, the outermost layer of metal has already melted away.
And the reason why nothing happened to this pile of flesh and blood is simply because I was deliberately protecting it.
Otherwise, how can that pile of flesh and blood be protected under high temperatures?
I¡¯m afraid it¡¯s long gone!
However, there are many reasons for Meng Jing¡¯s frown.
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The second is the issue of physical strength.
It was previously a puppet made by a specialized soul refiner, and its physical strength is already at the eighth level of the second level.
The materials used are of high quality.
¡°I have now decomposed the opponent¡¯s materials, leaving only one soul.
If you want to reshape a puppet body, it must be harder than this one.
"In this case, you can be called a puppet!"
This is also the reason why he wanted to take out his flesh and blood.
"By the way, just use this!"
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Meng Jing's mind (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com