Yang Ming collected a bunch of spiritual cores from the Demonic Wind Wolf and the Snow Monkey King from the Warcraft, and slowly walked towards the cave of the dead Snow Monkey King.

In this battle of Warcraft, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the leaders of both sides were killed. In the end, Yang Ming naturally gained the greatest benefit.

Yang Ming walked to the Snow Monkey King's cave, took out his usual alchemy furnace from his storage bag, and began to refine the elixir.

He held the needed herbs in his left hand, and the spiritual cores of the Demonic Wind Wolf and Snow Monkey King that he had just collected in his right hand.

According to this time requirement, I threw in the herbs and spiritual cores, and used my own natal spiritual root - fire - to refine the beast soul pill.

The Beast Soul Pill was extremely difficult to practice. Yang Ming kept repeating several alchemy actions to refine the Beast Soul Pill. But it took a very long time. When he finally finished practicing the Beast Soul Pill, the sky was already bright.

, the cave was also filled with morning mist.

One night, Yang Ming finally refined the beast soul pill he needed. A burst of spiritual energy rose up from the alchemy furnace and emitted steam. Yang Ming took away the lid of the alchemy furnace and saw three beast souls inside.

The elixir of the pill, the three elixirs, are each carved with three fine lines.

"Huh... I've finally finished the refining. I can rest for a while..."

Seemingly exhausted, Yang Ming wiped the sweat from his face, sat on the ground in the Snow Monkey King's cave, put away the alchemy furnace, and rested for a short while.

After three quarters of an hour, Yang Ming stood up and walked out of the cave.

It has begun to fog outside, and the early morning mist is filling the air. There are also a few drops of dew on the green leaves.

The sun still stays on the skyline, and the white clouds in the sky are floating slowly.

Walking into the dense jungle, Yang Ming walked for a short while and suddenly found several ceiling sparrows.

He didn't pay attention at the moment and continued to stride forward.

But somehow, these Tianpeng Hui birds noticed him. They called out "huh-huh-huh" and suddenly pounced on him.

Yang Ming was unprepared for a moment and was pounced on by a ceiling-colored bird.

"I'm going!"

Those Tianpenghui birds were still trying hard to attack Yang Ming.

Yang Ming suddenly became angry when he heard the cry of the Tianpeng Hui bird. He stretched out his hand and switched the spiritual energy in his hand. The flames rose from his hand. The Canopy Hui bird seemed a little scared.

, retreated forward, but there were still a few who were not afraid of death and pounced on Yang Ming again.

Yang Ming suddenly became angry. He used the flame in his hand to hit a canopy bird. The other canopy birds seemed to be frightened by him, and they did not dare to move forward.

"What are you monsters doing?"

Yang Ming stared at these canopy birds with a pair of narrow eyes, a little annoyed.

A bird seemed to understand Yang Ming's anger, and made a "huh, dumb, dumb" sound from its mouth.

When Yang Ming heard this voice, he suddenly remembered something. He put his left hand on his forehead and cursed: "Damn it."

He held the flame in his right hand and felt angry.

Because I was even more angry, I actually forgot that these low-level monsters couldn't speak.

Yang Ming was frightened by his own stupidity.

"Okay, go away! Stop attacking me!"
Chapter completed!