Beihai Zhenjun was refined, probably, probably, maybe not on purpose.

At this moment, he is indeed dividing his heart into two uses, no, to be precise, he is using his heart into three purposes.

No one knew that Ning Fan was refining the blood of all spirits while talking to Ji Fuyao, and secretly, he also did another thing.

Ning Fan controlled the fire temperature in Dingzhong with his left hand, and hid his right hand in his sleeve, secretly pinching the golden fingers.

In the midst of the change of fingers, golden finger prints quietly took shape, and then Ning Fan hid the divine light, silently penetrated into the interior of the Refining God Ding, and also entered the water and sky of the Fengnu clan.

That divine seal is the seal of all things to recognize the Lord!

Then...

Silently...

Refining the gods and recognizing the Lord is successful!

Refining speed has been slightly increased!

And after that...

The success of the confession of the lord of the female clan! The success of the protection of the female clan formation - the success of the Tianyuan Doushu Great Array of the Lord of the Heavenly Abyss!

Ning Fan seemed to have become the true master of the Fengnu clan, and he became extremely close to this place. The feeling of being intimately connected to heaven and earth cannot be described in words, it is simply like Ning Fan's existence, directly integrated into the mountains and seas here.

At this moment, the Fengnu Clan's Guardian Array was uncontrolled, but it operated on its own, taking the initiative to gather the aura of heaven and earth, and pouring it into the Refining God Ding, as if it was assisting Ning Fan in alchemy!

At this moment, countless lilac rays of light flew out from the grass, trees, mountains and seas of this place, like glowing fire and starlight, flowing in the air, converging into large patches of lilac light rain.

Gradually, even in the bodies of the Fengnu clansmen, there were purple lights flying out.

As if they had been called, those purple lights flew into Ning Fan's body one by one.

Then, Ning Fan's mana seemed to have been buffed by a secret method, and it suddenly improved!

18,500 catastrophes!

19,000 catastrophes!

19,500 catastrophes!

20,000 catastrophes!

At this moment, Ning Fan's body was surrounded by purple fluorescent, and his mana skyrocketed to a height of 20,000 tribulations, comparable to the strength of a second-order quasi-saint! Once Ning Fan leaves the area of the Fengnu clan, or lifts the confession of the land of the Fengnu clan, this blessing will disappear.

Countless alien monks were shocked and unspeakable!

"This—This is..."

"The purple light that surrounds this old demon Zhao Jian, could it be the light of Ziwei Doushu that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Feng Nu clan?!"

"Impossible! The number of Ziwei Doushu of the Fengnu clan has long been broken! How can it be possible to see the light of day again!"

"And this old demon Zhao Jian is a monk of the Northern Heavens, not a member of the female clan at all, how can he be blessed with the power of the female clan..."

"What the hell is this..."

No one knew what happened to Ning Fan.

Even Ji Fuyao, who was following Ning Fan, was a little incomprehensible.

"What the hell happened! As the head of the Fengnu clan, I have lost control of the clan land and the clan array!"

"This feeling, could it be... Was Senior Ning taking the clan formation? How did he do it, it's incredible..."

"The purple light that flew into the body of the predecessor is indeed like the power of crape myrtle doushu inherited by my clan, which is very similar to what my father said, very similar..."

"My father said that the ancestor of my clan has been rewarded by Ziwei Zun, and the whole clan is blessed by the power of Ziwei Doushu. In the past, whenever a great enemy came to attack, the patriarchs of the previous generations would use the power of a clan's fighting numbers. It's a pity that the method of using the power of doushu has long been lost, and even my father can't..."

"But why, Senior Ning will..."

...

Ning Fan looked at the purple starlight around him, a little inexplicable.

He just recognized the land and clan formation of the Fengnu clan, why did he attract countless starlight into his body out of thin air, and why did he make his cultivation improve for a short time?

Ignorance.

Ning Fan didn't plan to explore the reason for this for the time being.

What he was most interested in at the moment was the matter of refining the Beihai True Monarch.

The hand hidden in his sleeve continued to pinch the seal of recognizing the Lord, and one after another the Divine Seal was punched out, and more things were forcibly recognized by Ning Fan.

The terrain within a radius of thousands of miles has been successful!

The fortune of heaven within a radius of thousands of miles recognizes the success of the Lord!

At this moment, Ning Fan's sense of affinity between heaven and earth was further deepened.

The general trend of thousands of miles turned into a golden mist and floated into the ding!

Thousands of miles of heavenly fortune turned into nine-colored glow and floated into the tripod!

The alien monks here were shocked again.

"Heavenly Fortune and Terrain actually took the initiative to help Zhao Jian's old demon alchemy, how is this possible! He is not the Lord of Heaven and Earth!

"This person must have used some means..."

"With the terrain of thousands of miles to lock the Dan shape, with the fortune of the heavens to change the Dan life, it seems that this Beihai True Monarch is 100% going to be refined into a pill, and there is absolutely no possibility of failure..."

"Unless someone stops it!"

"Why don't the three star monarchs come yet! Come and stop Zhao Jian's old demon personally!"

...

Within a radius of thousands of miles, the Tao of time recognizes the success of the Lord!

The space path within a radius of thousands of miles is a success!

But seeing Ning Fan pointing at the Refining God Ding, the time flow rate in the Ding suddenly accelerated tens of thousands of times!

The flow rate of time outside the tripod is still as normal as ever!

Such a subtle control of time may not be able to be done by a monk in charge who studies this path, but Ning Fan did it easily.

As a result, the Beihai True Monarch, who had already been refined, began to turn into blood-red pills at a refining speed of tens of thousands of times, which was the blood of all souls!

The boundless evil qi came out from the ding, it was the evil qi of the fall of the second-order titled quasi-saint, once it was dispersed, it was enough to pollute all the spiritual veins of the Fengnu clan.

Such a terrifying evil aura was sealed back into the ding by Ning Fan's fingers, and he could no longer emit half a point.

If he wanted to make such a scale of evil qi seal and not disperse, Ning Fan couldn't do it in the past, but at this moment, he became the master of the space of ten thousand miles, and the space here was all under his orders, if he didn't want to, the evil qi would flow out of the space inside the Ding at all.

Although Ning Fan sealed the evil qi and did not disperse, those with keen perception still felt what was happening in Ding.

"Fake! Fake! What kind of magic did this person use, and he actually killed the second-order Title Quasi-Saint in such a short period of time!"

No one could have imagined that Ning Fan had a way to recognize the time within a radius of thousands of miles.

No one even thought that the Beihai True Monarch, who had cultivated to the heavens, would not last long in Ning Fan's hands before he was refined into a furnace of elixir.

...

But he said that in the middle of the Northern Boundary River, in the endless and distant land, in the middle of the Boundary River and the sea, a dragon boat was rapidly heading towards the Fengnu tribe.

Inside the dragon boat, an old man dressed in the clothes of the ancient Chu Kingdom was kneeling in front of the bookcase, reading a scroll of old bamboo slips.

The old man's eyes gave people a sense of confusion, as if he was not interested in everything in the world.

The only thing that could arouse his interest was the poems of the ancients on the bamboo slips.

"Picking and curling ears, not full baskets. I am pregnant, and I am traveling... Oh, I'm pregnant, hey..."

"Zhibi Nanshan, words are beautiful. I don't see the gentleman, my heart is sad, hey..."

Perhaps it was these poems that aroused the old man's sorrow, and the old man sighed again and again, put down the bamboo slips, and did not look at them again.

He got up and walked out of the cabin, and stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the currents on both sides, as if remembering the past. The sorrow in my heart decreased slightly, but I turned to poetry, and I had a sense of not vomiting and unhappy.

The old man sometimes pondered, sometimes opened his mouth to speak, and repeatedly, but he couldn't make half a line of poetry.

I don't know how long it took, but the old man suddenly blessed his soul and had inspiration.

"There is a bounded river in the north, and there is a god in the river, and people say that this god is the river... That's the topic. ”

With the title of the poem, the old man looked at the surging river, his thoughts were unprecedentedly smooth, and a sentence of poetry came out of his mouth.

"Swim with the woman in the nine rivers, rushing to the wind and waves.

Take the waterwheel and ride the lotus cover, and drive the two dragons.

Deng Kunlun looked around, and his heart was soaring.

The sun will be twilight, but the extreme Pu is nostalgic.

The fish scale house is in the dragon hall, the purple shell is in the pearl palace, and the spirit is in the water.

Take the white turtle to chase the salmon, and swim with the woman in the Zhu of the river, and the flow will come down.

The son handed over to the east, and sent the beauty to Nanpu.

The waves are surging to welcome, and the fish scales are smiling. ”

After reciting a book, the old man breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had completed a very important thing.

I was about to turn around and reconsider the words and phrases of this new work, when my eyes suddenly changed and I was shocked.

But seeing that his face was slightly gloomy, how could he still have the leisure to compose poetry, and with a pinch of his fingers, he had calculated the upheaval in the Fengnu clan.

"Then what is the origin of Zhao Jian, there is not even a stick of incense, and he has already refined and killed Beihai. ”

If there is a foreign monk here, he will definitely be able to recognize that this old man is Qu Ping Ancestor, who ranks third among the three Star Monarchs.

...

The northern boundary river, somewhere in the aquarium cave.

In the cave, a fat girl was eating like a cloud, and in front of her, the mountains of food were decreasing at an alarming rate.

The expression on the girl's face was very stiff, as if she had no emotion, and only when she was eating, did she have a little emotion in her eyes—to give a slight indication of whether she was full or hungry at the moment.

Beside the girl, a giant squid was talking about something in a huff.

If Ning Fan was here, he would definitely recognize that this squid was the blood god and black.

Who would have thought that the blood god who escaped with his life that day would escape all the way from the eastern heaven to the northern heaven.

The devil knows how it escaped!

"Cow, cow, cow!" said even more swoop.

It can't speak, and this bull word was the only human word it could speak—now it's the only thing it can say.

"I know, I know, you've been bullied by that cow again, haven't you? You've said it eight hundred times. The fat ball girl seemed to be able to understand the language of the darker, and replied disapprovingly.

"Ning, Ning, Ning!" Seeing that the girl was indifferent to her miserable experience, she said another word that she could say angrily.

"I know, I know, there is a person named Ning Fan who bullied you this time, right? You have said more about this matter, you have said it nine hundred times. Don't worry, if you have the opportunity to go to Dongtian in the future, this girl will definitely help you find a venue, who called us good friends from snacks to big. ”

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, come and eat more, eat more to grow up. ”

"Back then, you weren't much smaller than me—I mean your body. Look at how thin you have become now, any medium-sized fish clan in the boundary river is taller and stronger than you - this is the result of me feeding you recently. You just eat too little, if you eat like me, what cows and what Ning will you be afraid of?"

As he was talking, suddenly a few fish demons hurriedly came and reported, "Senior Da Kun, it's not good! something happened to the Fengnu clan, and someone wanted to refine and kill the Northern Heavenly Rain Master..."

"Shhh I'm busy educating and eating. ”

"But my lord, the stakes are high..."

"Big things are not as important as eating. Do you know that in our firefish clan, there is such a saying! Those who eat are good, and eating enough is justice! Those who are hungry are evil, and hunger is the original sin!"

"This, the big truth of the adult, the villain can't understand it. The villain only knows that the Northern Heavenly Rain Master has a lot to do..."

"If you don't understand, go aside! You, disturb my dinner!"

The fat ball girl was a little impatient, and with a casual throw of her little hand, she threw a few fish demons who came to report the news out of 108,000 miles.

Then he said to Gengwu, "Okay, no one bothers us, let's continue to eat..."

"By the way, even more Wu, let me ask you one thing, when I just spoke, did I mention the Firefish Clan?"

"What is the Firefish Clan?"

"Why do I say Firefish?"

"It's weird. ”

"Forget it. In life, you always have to do a lot of strange things and say a lot of strange things, so there is no need to delve into them one by one. It's like when people can't eat enough, they will fight, and when they are full, they will quarrel, and they will go on and on. ”

"Hey, Xiao Gengwu, do you think your sister's words are very philosophical? That's because my sister is a little full now!"

The fat ball girl finally ate and drank to her heart's content, revealing a rare sweet smile.

But for some reason, just a little emotion was born in her heart, and it was wiped out by an invisible force.

So he reverted to his emotionless appearance again, with a blank look on his face, as if he had forgotten a lot of things.

"Hey, little more Wu, I seem... Hungry again. ”

This fat ball girl is not an outsider, it is the Beihai Dakun, who ranks second among the three star monarchs.

...

In a very short period of time, Ning Fan refined the Beihai True Monarch into a furnace of ten thousand spirit blood.

Sensing that Beihai Zhenjun was dead, the old demon who was crushed under the Ant Lord Dao Mountain came from it, and let out a miserable cry, "Hurt me!"

But I saw that the old demon of Yangdan was crying all over the old tears, and then all the grief and anger turned into a demon roar and vented out.

Roar –

This is the roar of the quasi-saint ancient demon, the power of a roar, like a landslide and the ground cracks, and in an instant, the entire Fengnu clan fell into an earthquake.

This demon roar even locked Ning Fan, and locked all the Fengnu clansmen here, obviously wanting to kill people with the demon roar!

But Ning Fan didn't allow the demon roar to come out, and he didn't allow the demon roar to hurt any of the Fengnu clansmen.

But seeing that Ning Fan raised his finger a little, the roar of the old demon who raised Dan was actually detained, and it only echoed under the Ant Lord Dao Mountain, and it could no longer be transmitted for half a minute.

"Hateful, hateful!" Seeing that he was so weak that he couldn't even let out a demon roar, the old demon who raised Dan had a sense of shame for the first time in his life, and he hated so much that he had to crush his teeth, but he couldn't climb the Ant Master Dao Mountain, let alone Ning Fan.

Different from the grief of the old demon of Yangdan, when the Fengnu clan saw Beihai Zhenjun ambushing him, they felt very happy, and knelt on the ground one by one, thanking Ning Fan for their kindness.

"Thank you seniors for helping me avenge this great revenge...", Ji Fuyao himself knelt down, kowtowed to Ning Fan, and burst into tears.

As soon as Ning Fan's sleeve robe was rolled, there was a shower of rain to help everyone up, and said, "I killed this person, not for you, but for my own cause and effect, so you don't need to thank me." ”

"As for the things refined in the Ding, I don't plan to hand them over to you...", but Ning Fan said it to Ji Fuyao.

The blood of all souls is related to the ancient gods, and this kind of thing would not be given to others.

"The pill in Dingzhong naturally belongs to the seniors! What the younger generations want is only the result of refining and killing the old thieves in the North Sea, and they will never dare to covet the things of the predecessors. ”

"That's fine. It is really a bit special in Dingzhong Pill, which is inconvenient to give away, and this thing is indeed harmful and useless to you, and it is useless to take it, but it is easy to invite trouble. But after all, I borrowed your clan array to refine the pill, and I should give you some thanks. ”

"No, it's obvious that I should give a thank you gift to my seniors..."Seeing that Ning Fan actually wanted to give a thank you gift, Ji Fuyao was shocked and refused again and again.

Ning Fan had made up his mind, and was about to take some things to give to the Feng Nu clan, when he suddenly sensed something, his expression suddenly became solemn as water, "I'll talk about this later! Don't disturb me for the time being!"

Hearing this, Ji Fuyao's heart jumped, I didn't know if something big had happened, otherwise how could Senior Ning show such a look.

Could it be that the three star monarchs have already arrived?!

Could it be that there is more than one of the three Xingjun here?!

Could it be...

For a while, Ji Fuyao only felt like a numb heart. As the head of the clan, plus she also has the special task of guarding the Ziwei Arctic Palace, she has seen the power of the three star monarchs a long time ago, and all of them are as powerful as monsters.

Although Senior Ning is also as strong as a monster, what if the three Star Monarchs come together? How can Senior Ning defeat the three monsters with the strength of one person, it is impossible to say that he will suffer a big loss.

"Father, queen mother, please forgive your daughter's willfulness! My daughter may be going to do something that will disgrace the Fengnu clan today! If those three star monarchs really dare to bully more and less, it will be detrimental to Ning's seniors, and my daughter would rather detonate the Immortal Emperor's warrant than give my seniors a chance to escape!"

Ji Fuyao's demon soul held the warrant of the Ziwei Immortal Emperor in his small hand, waiting as if he were facing a great enemy.

waited and waited, but never waited for the arrival of the three star monarchs.

She didn't know that the reason why Ning Fan's face was solemn was not because of any Santai Star Monarch, but because there was something wrong with the ten thousand spirit blood refined this time.

In the past, when Ning Fan refined ten thousand spirit blood, there were often thousands of them in one furnace, and each one was a low-grade ten thousand spirit blood - low-grade ten thousand spirit blood, and the medicinal power was comparable to the Nine Turns Golden Pill.

This time, however, the situation is a little different.

It was still the number of thousands and hundreds of pills in a furnace, but this time, Ning Fan clearly sensed that the inferior spirit blood in the ding was actually devouring each other and fusing with each other!

Why is this so?

Ning Fan didn't know, but this didn't prevent him from guessing.

Maybe it's because the material cultivation is higher this time, or maybe it's because when he was refining this time, he perfectly blocked the evil qi and didn't let the second-order quasi-saint evil qi in the Ding lose half a point.

All in all, the changes are happening!

Due to Ning Fan's acceleration of the time flow rate in the Ding, the speed at which the Ten Thousand Spirit Bloods devoured each other was amazingly fast, and in just two breaths, the number of Ten Thousand Spirit Bloods in the Ding was reduced to three hundred.

After two more breaths, there were only a hundred souls of blood left.

After that, seventy, fifty, thirty...

In the end, only the last two were left in the Ten Thousand Soul Blood: one of these two Ten Thousand Soul Bloods was the Yin Pill and the other was the Yang Pill. Among them, the medicinal power of the Yin Pill is extremely strong, and it is ten times stronger than the medicinal power of the Yang Pill.

Due to the serious imbalance in the ratio of yin and yang, the last two ten thousand spirit blood could not be fused perfectly.

This is not difficult for Ning Fan!

What he cultivates is yin and yang, and what he is best at in his life is to reconcile things that are difficult to blend.

But he saw Ning Fan suddenly raise his hand and slap his palm on the Refining God Ding. This shot seems ordinary, but it only dissipates the yin and yang qi contained in the two pills of yin and yang.

Urging the magic power again, the yin and yang in the tripod turned into a small fish or black or white, swimming in the tripod.

Among them, the black fish is yin, and there are ten, and the white fish is yang, and there is only one.

Ning Fan's supernatural power changed again, and the eleven yin and yang fish forcibly fused together and turned into a gourd-shaped yin and yang Taiji diagram.

The head of the gourd is yang, although it is weak, it is on top, and it is pressed ten times the yin by the momentum of the top, so as to achieve balance.

At the moment when the balance was reached, the last two thousand soul blood finally fused into one.

Rumble!

An impact force came out of the tripod and lifted the lid away.

Then, a blood-red elixir the size of a Dao fruit flew out of the ding, hovering in mid-air.

"It smells so good!"

Everyone here smelled the scent of dan.

The danxiang, like agarwood, and like sandalwood, is very unique, just smell it, everyone feels a hundred times more energetic, and even the cultivation has a trace of refinement.

It's hard to imagine how wonderful it would be if you take a bite of this pill!

Thundered!

Suddenly there was a sound of thunder.

Everyone looked up, but found that there was an unheard-of ten-colored tribulation cloud in the sky above the Fengnu clan.

"What kind of cloud robbery is this?"

"Do you want to split Danlei?"

While everyone was speculating, Dan Lei had already condensed out of the clouds.

Nadan Thunder has ten colors, and the power that comes out is enough to blast several Immortal Emperors into ashes.

If this Dan thunder is allowed to fall without hindrance, everyone in this place, except for Ning Fan and the old demon who was crushed under the Ant Lord Dao Mountain, will all be blasted into ashes!

"Hey, what kind of Dan Lei is this, how can it be so terrible!"

"It's not good! I'll leave as soon as possible, don't stay here and be implicated!"

"Ahem, Zhao Jian's old demon has sealed the world, I can't get out of it. ”

"Don't worry! Dan Lei appeared, just to destroy the Dan, then Zhao Jian's old demon worked hard to refine this Dan, how to be willing to destroy the Dan, he will definitely do everything to resist Dan Lei. ”

"Even if Old Demon Zhao is resisting in front of us, we need to be extremely careful, don't be bombarded by the aftermath of Dan Lei. ”

The monks of the different races were nervous, and suddenly saw Ning Fan sacrifice a thunder map, and another baby and a bird flew out of the picture, it was the Extinction Thunder Infant and the Ancestor Thunder Sparrow.

"Great! The host has found me food again!"

A baby and a bird were overjoyed, rushed up to Dan Lei, and ate Dan Lei in a few bites.

Ning Fan accepted Lei Tu, raised his hand and made a move, and the pill flew into Ning Fan's palm.

Since it had just been baked, this Dan still had a hot temperature, but fortunately, this temperature was not worth mentioning for Ning Fan.

"Is this the blood of the middle grade ten thousand spirits..."

"It's so strong, this medicinal power has almost reached the power of the ten-turn pill, but it's a pity that it's still a lot worse than the real ten-turn pill, is it because the proportion of the final yin and yang pills is seriously out of balance... Although after my reconciliation, the two Dans of Yin and Yang can be regarded as a fusion, but they are not perfect in the end. ”

"Hmm, above this Dan, there is still the breath of the power of the title..."

"Is the rain a seal..."

"If I eat this Ten Thousand Spirit Blood, I'm afraid I can directly cultivate the complete Rain Seal..."

Ning Fan was a little happy.

As soon as he refined Beihai Zhenjun, he actually refined the medium-grade Ten Thousand Spirit Blood, and his luck was very good.

It's a pity that Ning Fan didn't rejoice a few times, and a voice came from a distance of millions of miles.

"The elixir in the hands of Taoist friends, can you borrow the old man to take a look?" Qu Ping ancestor took a dragon boat and came through the waves, and there was still a lot of distance from the Fengnu clan at this moment, so the sound was transmitted to this point.

"No, you can't. Ning Fan said indifferently.

"So it was offended. Qu Ping Ancestor sighed softly.

Almost as soon as his words fell, Ning Fan felt that the endless river was submerged across a million miles.

It is a river transformed by Taoist thoughts, and its eyesight is immense, but it contains the way that Qu Ping's ancestor has cultivated all his life.

"This is the first important thing for the old man, his name, Miluo!"