In the past, when little Yan Bao was refining elixirs, the temperature would get hotter and hotter, because refining elixirs requires fire. However, when the King of Hell was refining elixirs, the temperature actually froze ten miles.

Sure enough, the way the King of Hell refines elixirs is different from the way I refine elixirs.

The King of Hell opened the alchemy furnace and took a look inside.

not bad.

Although it can't be said to be of top quality, it should be able to deal with the monsters in this tomb.

In fact, this was also his first time practicing the realm of refining.

Because the materials for refining the world of refining are really hard to find.

No, for him it was impossible to find it.

This is only Yan Bao. It would be difficult for others to collect these three materials.

"How is it? Has this world dew been refined?" Xiao Yanbao asked.

The King of Hell raised his lips with some pride, "Although my alchemy skills are not as good as Yan Bao's, they are not bad either, so I will not fail."

Xiao Yanbao: It just didn't fail, why are you so proud?

"What should we do next?" asked Xiao Yanbao.

The King of Hell carefully put the refined world-stopping dew into an exquisite bottle.

Xiao Yanbao: Isn’t it used to deal with the Tu Luo in this tomb?

What do you do with it?

Isn't this boundary dew really necessary?

Are you just taking this opportunity to cheat me of some rare treasures to make the Stopping World Dew?

The King of Hell seemed to have seen through Xiao Yanbao's thoughts and said to him, "Zhijie Lu is such a precious treasure, only one drop is enough to deal with Du Luo."

Xiao Yanbao: Just one drop, and you want so many of my treasures.

Although these things are not rare treasures to her.

But if there is less stuff, it will be impossible to refine it.

The King of Hell is quite honest.

Okay, I won’t bother with the King of Hell.

"The next step is to dig the grave and open the coffin." The King of Hell said this while looking at those people who were performing tricks.

Those people all closed their eyes and pretended to be dead.

They heard what the King of Hell said.

I silently lit a stick of incense for my master in my heart.

Master, Master, it is really that we disciples are unable to stop the actions of the King of Hell and the little princess.

Master, if you have any dissatisfaction, please go directly to the King of Hell and tell him.

"How to dig?" Ye Zeyan asked this time.

Although he can't help with other things, he can still do the physical work.

"Don't bother the Fourth Prince with such rough work. Whoever buried it can dig it out." said the King of Hell.

Those people pretending to be dead "..."

The Black and White Impermanence went over and hit the people who were pretending to be dead with mourning sticks.

Of course they didn't kill him.

While beating him, he angrily said, "Pretending to be dead in front of us, do you think our eyes are just decorations?"

When the Black and White Impermanence raised their mourning sticks, Xiao Yanbao dispersed the protective amulets of those people.

Otherwise, the Black and White Impermanence’s mourning sticks won’t be able to hit them.

Those people were beaten so hard that they cried out loudly.

Never pretend to be dead again.

"Dig up this grave. Dig it up the same way you buried it." The King of Hell said coldly.

The person who knew the state of the tomb said tremblingly: "Don't dig it, don't dig it!"

The King of Hell glared and said, "Dig!"

The man knelt down before the King of Hell and said, "Lord of Hell, please spare my life. Whoever digs up my master's grave will die."

Ye Zeyan: What?

Ah? Wasn't I just reckless?

If the King of Hell hadn't stopped me just now, I would...

Ye Zeyan looked at the King of Hell with gratitude.

But the King of Hell ignored Ye Zeyan.

But in my heart I snorted coldly: Do you think I, the King of Hell, am just a figurehead?

Although he doesn't understand Feng Shui.

But he knew there must be something fishy about this tomb.

It's impossible for someone to dig it out easily.

Perhaps the person who buried the grave knew how to break the mechanism.

The King of Hell said indifferently, "You brought this death upon yourselves. You dug the grave, so you have to dig it! Dig it!"

When those people heard the eldest brother say that digging graves would kill them, they were so scared that they peed their pants.

"Big Brother, please think of a solution quickly. I don't want to die. I don't want to die..."

The man called the eldest brother: Who wants to die? Isn’t it the King of Hell who wants them to die now?

Whoever the King of Hell wants to die must die.

However, those people who played tricks did not seem to realize this and felt that their lives were in the hands of the eldest brother.

As long as the eldest brother knew how to dig up the master's grave, their lives could be saved.

So those people desperately shook their eldest brother, "Elder brother, think about whether the master has told you how to dig up this grave."

The eldest senior brother was so angry that he laughed. Could it be that the master wanted these unfilial disciples to dig graves?

But as he was getting angry, he actually remembered something.

He took something out of his arms.

Master said that one year after his death, this thing should be inserted into his grave on the full moon night of May 15th.

But the master didn’t say what the purpose of inserting this thing was.

But the master repeatedly warned him that this thing must be inserted after three years, otherwise it would kill him.

At that time, he was still wondering, "Master, aren't you already dead? Why do you still say that it will kill you?"

But since it is the master's instruction, just do it according to the master's instructions.

The King of Hell saw what the man took out and asked, "What is this?"

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know. My master just gave it to me but didn't tell me what it is."

The man didn't know what it was, but the rhubarb in the Ruyi bag knew.

【Master, I know what he is holding. 】

Xiao Yanbao raised his brows.

You actually know something that even the King of Hell doesn't know.

[Then tell me, what is that person holding in his hand and what is it used for. ]

As long as it's not used for escape.

[Master, that is a key, the key to open this tomb.]

Just when Xiao Yanbao was puzzled, the man had already inserted the thing in his hand into the grave through the top of the grave.

The magical thing is that when the man inserted the thing into the grave, white smoke came out of the grave.

When the King of Hell saw the white smoke coming out, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Then he swung his hand and chopped at the grave.

Suddenly the tomb was split in half, revealing the coffin inside.

Everyone was stunned.

King of Hell, since you can open this tomb, why are you still wasting so much time?

The moment the tomb was split open, little Yanbao saw a man jumping on the coffin.

No, to be precise, it's a soul.

Xiao Yanbao guessed that it should be the soul of Du Luo.

But he seemed to be trapped.

Because no matter how hard he jumped, he couldn't get out.

When the King of Hell saw the soul inside, he took out the dew that he had just refined and poured it on the soul.

"Hmph, do you think these ten miles of ice are sealing the land? They are sealing you." The King of Hell's tone was even colder than the ten miles of ice.

Xiao Yanbao: The King of Hell was not just refining the elixir just now, he also wanted to trap this Du Luo!

It seems that the way the King of Hell refines the elixir is really not the same as the way I refine the elixir.