The Thousand Lights City Lord was actually very distressed.

If he gave that moonlit night light to another high-grade Dan master, it would be in exchange for huge benefits, but it was given to Meng Fan......

The meat bun beats the dog, and there is no return.

Such a sentence suddenly appeared in the heart of the Thousand Lights City Lord.

The fact is also true, this is a game, Meng Fan won, he deserves his own benefits, and he doesn't owe him anything to Qiandeng Zhenren, including favors.

The city lord of Thousand Lights regretted saying eight colors a little, he knew that this was the case, and how good it was to say nine colors and ten colors.

Surely he won't be able to finish it then, right?

"It's not over yet!"

But when he heard Meng Fan say this, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he raised his eyes to look over.

Does he still have the strength to spare?

Isn't he Xuanpin?

Bai Shanyue also paused, stood behind Qian Deng, squinted his eyes, and looked at Meng Fan with great meaning, and also guessed that Meng Fan was likely to hide his strength, presumably the level of Danshu he had shown in front of outsiders recently was just deliberately let others see it.

But he couldn't figure it out, if this was the case, why did Meng Fan suppress his strength for a long time, and he didn't want to bring some benefits to his family?

Xuanpin Danshi can live quite nourishingly in Qingqiu City!

"Come on, little deputy palace master!"

The onlookers suddenly became excited, enduring the high temperature on their faces, as well as the dazzling light of the moonlit night, and narrowed the encirclement a little, for fear of missing the opportunity to observe the miracle, this observation will bring great benefits to their Danshu, and they can learn some ways to control the Danhuo!

"It would be nice if the little deputy palace master passed on his Dan technique to us!"

"Our Danshu is not worth mentioning in front of the little deputy palace master!"

Everyone sighed with anticipation, and their eyes were full of longing.

Fan Guyi heard everyone's voices, and a smile appeared on his face, this is exactly the result he wants, Ziyang Xiaogong needs a core person to pass on the Ziyang Danjutsu, he can be this core person, but it is more suitable for Meng Fan to be the one, it is better to be young, to win than ...... High status wow!

Better than ...... Meng Fan is the real Ziyang Danjutsu!

His Fan Guyi's Dan Technique is incomplete......

When Fan Guyi looked at Meng Fan again, there was a trace of envy in his eyes, if he met Qingling when he was young and frivolous, he would definitely not live like this, and in a mere city, I am afraid that he would have already sat firmly on the throne of the first person in the Dan Dao.

"One-third of Sikong's predecessor's Dan Fire Essence has not been fused, and my own Dan Fire has been exhausted, so I just took the opportunity to fuse that one-third of the Dan Fire as well...... Meng Fan hooked the corners of his mouth, withdrew the Ziyang Dan Fire Heart Method in his body, and easily released the one-third Dan Fire Essence with the eighteen hands of the Sikong Dan Technique, which was becoming more and more proficient, "By the standards of today's cultivation world, this Dan Fire must be ...... Heavenly Pill Fire!"

Rumble!

Meng Fan's body shook, and a ball of Danhuo essence shining with dazzling golden rays suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision, wrapping the moonlit night, at this time, he didn't have to spend much of his own strength, he only needed to use the eighteen hands of the Sikong Dan Technique, with the mysterious rhythm of the moonlit night, just like cheating!

But who dares to say that he cheats at the moment!

Who would have thought that the Dan Fire Essence was actually given to him by Sikong Changye, who had shocked the Eighteen Mountains!

Meng Fan uncontrollably released all the power of the Danhuo Essence, and the huge square was instantly attacked by the high temperature, and the pieces of plants that still insisted on containing a touch of green in the late autumn withered one after another, and even the ground was rising with a distorted translucent white gas, and dust was floating in the dry air.

"The Ninth Color!"

"Tenth Color!"

"Eleventh Color!"

As time passed, the color of the moonlit night continued to change, the light shrouded the sky, and the moonlit night also made a sharp whistling sound in the rotation, and the sound was very different from before, as if it was about to be reborn from the fire, full of excitement and anticipation!

Only the road is a pearl dark cast;

Who knows, it's a jewel for heroes!

On this day, the moonlit night seems to be very happy.

Under the light of the moonlit night, Meng Fan's body was diffused with a bright and dazzling halo, as if he had suddenly descended to the mortal world!

"The twelfth color!"

Fan Guyi watched the second color of the moonlit night appear, the smile on his face could no longer be hidden, he hadn't laughed so wantonly for many years, and the previous listless judgment was like the two!

At the same time, he was also a little worried, Meng Fan must not burn out the moonlit night.

"The old man had already noticed that there were other Dan Huo hidden in this kid's body, which made his own Dan Fire aura mixed, but he didn't expect it to be like this......

Fan Guyi's eyes shone brightly.

This scene made the onlookers even more shocked and speechless, and they were in a trance, and they didn't know what words to use to describe the scene they saw, which made the square suddenly strangely quiet, and they could only reach the sound of burning fire.

It's no wonder they're silent.

The appearance of the twelve colors has far surpassed the strength of the Xuanpin Danshi, and it has also surpassed the earth.

They couldn't imagine what grade Meng Fan's sacrifice was of what kind of Danhuo was!

However, the matter is far from over, under the control of Meng Fan, the Sikong Long Night Dan Fire Essence quickly made the moon night show the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fourteenth colors, and then even Fan Guyi was not sure to force out the fifteenth colors!

"This kid has a mystery!"

How could Qiandeng Zhenren not see that it was no longer Meng Fan's own strength at the moment, however, the game between him and Meng Fan had already ended when he was eight colors, even if he saw something, he couldn't say anything, and now, it was not appropriate for him to leave, and it was quite embarrassing to stand there like this.

"Senior Sikong, thank you!"

Meng Fan raised his hands high, running the eighteen palm techniques of the Sikong Dan Technique, taking the opportunity to constantly fuse the one-third of the Dan Fire Essence, and the end was extremely smooth, and the several Dan Fire meridians in his body were also undergoing significant changes, becoming strong and thick, and the light diffused gradually turned into dazzling gold.

"What's going on?"

"Why is the Dan Fire in my body unstable?"

In the cultivation hall that originally belonged to Duan Baoding, two or three of the five Danzi who were abolished by Meng Fan were already sober, their faces showed a look of horror, and their hearts were even more uneasy, this uneasiness made them want to climb to the ground and bow down!

As Meng Fan fused the essence of the Danhuo, the sixteenth color slowly appeared on the moonlit night.

At the same time, a series of mysterious fluctuations spread out from the moonlit night, through the square, and caged the attic in the distance, Qing Ling instantly sensed it in the attic, put down his little hand, blinked his eyes in surprise, and said: "Is it really my thing......"

(End of chapter)