Nangong Fan watched Dou Ning Butterfly stop his movements, and couldn't help but smile slightly, and met the pink teardrops that Dou Ning Butterfly slipped from her white cheeks.

Nangong Fan's heart couldn't help but tremble, watching her beautiful eyes change from indifference to watery tenderness.

Seeing the fireworks and bright spirits behind Dou Ning Die, the corners of Nangong Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

My aunt, now is not the time for!

Dou Ning Butterfly didn't seem to be aware of the seven magnificent breaths behind her at all, and her two beautiful eyes stared at Nangong Fan without blinking, as if she was afraid that Nangong Fan would disappear from her sight in the blink of an eye, and she would never be found again.

The corners of the bean butterfly's mouth are slightly raised, and the flowers blooming under its feet exude wisps of fragrance. Having initially mastered her own magical thoughts, she seemed to see something extremely interesting.

Although it is only a preliminary control of the demon thoughts, you can imagine the terrifying combat thinking when the demon thoughts are on the body, you can see how terrifying this is, at least Nangong Fan only faintly suspects that he has given birth to demon thoughts now, and it is too early to control them.

Nangong Fan is helpless, this girl won't be demented, right?

Nangong Fan couldn't help but sigh leisurely, but looked at the Dou Ning Butterfly who seemed to spit out the blood that had been swallowed in his mouth because he was dissatisfied. is such a beauty, how can she just sit back and watch her fragrance disappear.

With one step, the field of gravity spread out silently, and a touch of blue light emerged on its own.

This Qinglian realm seems to be more brilliant in this place with many trees. Easily envelop the two in it.

With the long sword in hand, step out.

With all the obstacles under Nangong Fanbu, the Seven Legends attacked slightly, and he also took this opportunity to make a preemptive attack, and easily came to Dou Ningdie's side and protected him behind him.

The blue light permeated the flowers and trees, the cold light emerged, and thousands of sword qi emerged in the void, roaring down like a swimming fish.

Nangong Fan smiled, this used the swordsmanship recorded in the "Qinglian Sword Codex" in the Forest of Terror, which complemented each other perfectly, giving him an extremely relaxed feeling.

The sword moves, the wind and clouds move.

The cold wind sounds, the trees sway, and the cold light is moving.

With a sword, Nangong Fan staggered back a few steps, but he also blocked all the attacks of the seven people joining forces.

It's just a group of middle and high-level legends, and they have been fighting each other for a long time, so there is not much pressure on Nangong Fan.

The power of these seven people joining forces has not even shredded the Qinglian Realm.

As long as the Qinglian realm is still there, Nangong Fan's confidence is there, which is another kind of potential that is different from the general trend of heaven and earth. This is the realm of being able to reach the realm of "I am king here" when practiced to the extreme, and this is the real potential that can be controlled.

This gave Nangong Fan extremely strong support, and under this offensive, he easily stopped the pace of retreat and moved forward one step later.

This step out, the momentum soared, and the reckless atmosphere permeated the air.

Not as hasty as the blow just now, Nangong Fan shot without reservation.

Fist movement, sword dance!

Open the bow left and right.

The crushing momentum was formed in an instant. These seven people who are fighting separately can't bring Nangong Fan a threat at all.

Dou Ning Butterfly only felt that she was shrouded in a strange atmosphere, and her heart, which had been drifting and lost, seemed to be settled. Her eyes twinkled, and the meaning was hard to understand.

At the end of the battle, all the eight people fighting on the periphery disappeared in a red light, leaving only a thin human skin, which slowly fell to the ground.

"Hmm!" Nangong Fan sighed lightly, his eyes were gloomy, and he kept flickering in indifference and clarity. The aura that came from the Black Dragon Sword, although rare, was extremely pure, and it could be easily used for one's own use without a little refining.

Since Nangong Fan broke through to the legend after surviving the pseudo-anti-heaven tribulation, he has killed from outside the north to the depths, and from the west to the east, leaving his figure in almost every place in the north, killing countless ghosts and people, and even personally ending Xiong Wu, who had just broken through to the consummation level.

Now these are seven more legends down. Quantitative change finally leads to qualitative change.

The legend of the beginner to the middle level is not like the martial saint to the legend, it is a big threshold.

A slight clicking sound sounded in Nangong Fan's ears, and his strength suddenly rose upward.

Nangong Fan exhaled a breath of turbid qi comfortably, and his spiritual power and body refining finally reached the same level of strength.

Of course, Nangong Fan's body cultivation realm is still higher, and he has directly reached the peak of the skin membrane, and because of the exercises, he can reach the perfect physique at the middle level.

But such a strong physique still can't reach the level of easily using the law, and if you want to use the true power of the law, you still have to rely on spiritual power to do it.

The direction of the development of physical cultivation is to integrate all comprehension into the body, Nangong Fan's current physique is not able to incorporate the law into it, and when it really reaches that realm, it is when physical cultivation and spiritual cultivation go hand in hand, and every move can carry the magic of the law.

Nangong Fan turned his head and looked at Dou Ning Butterfly, who was standing indifferently, "It seems that it won't work if you want to use the idea of deterring others to go straight in." ”

"Then just go straight in. Dou Ningdie said lightly, looked at Nangong Fan and nodded, smiled, and opened her pink lips lightly, "I thought you could do anything, but I didn't expect that there were times of negligence." ”

"Hmm?" Nangong Fan's face was full of doubts, hadn't he already killed all the seven legends? Where was he negligent? Could it be that there were still people who could come directly from them under the noses of the two great perfections?

I saw Dou Ning Butterfly swaying her body, gently moving forward, standing in the center of the eight legends that had just fought, "Jianghu people fight, after all, there are some interests in the relationship, here is still such a long distance from the destination, who will fight for no reason?

Nangong Fan's eyes kept chasing the figure of Dou Ning Butterfly.

What are Jianghu people, for a little chance to break the bloodstream, he can instantly draw a knife at him when he stares at him. But when you come here, near the Celestial Weapon City in the center of this storm, when you should be cautious, but you are more cautious than the other and can't control your mind, how can you live to break through the legend?

Nangong Fan has not experienced the baptism of the real rivers and lakes like other strong people, and when he reaches the point where he is now, he will inevitably despise the words of the so-called people in the rivers and lakes in his heart. Perhaps in his heart, the people in the rivers and lakes are hot-headed, and no matter when they fight, they will fight hard, isn't it normal to fight here?

Dou Ningdie gave Nangong Fan a lesson from the rivers and lakes.

Nangong Fan also seemed very interested, having such a beautiful teacher is much more interesting than listening to a bad old man tell a story, and then facing boring words to learn by himself.

Dou Ningdie gently closed her eyes, and the fluttering of her eyelashes was clearly visible, even attracting all of Nangong Fan's attention, and she couldn't help but feel that her mouth was a little dry.

Dou Ningdie didn't know that Nangong Fan wanted to be crooked again, even if she knew, she wouldn't be a little unhappy. Instead, he will secretly cheer himself up:

Look, my aunt is not old! She is still so attractive! and she can attract this little guy who runs around with other people's faces.

Dou Ning Butterfly's mind was empty, as if she was sensing something.

"What are you looking for? Their storage rings are all in my hand. Nangong Fan subconsciously spoke.

"Shhhh

Fanning.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but swallow a saliva, and somehow, he found that his concentration was getting worse and worse.

"Found it!" The voice of surprise sounded, and Nangong Fan couldn't help but be happy.

I saw Dou Ning Die take a few steps forward in a row, bend down, this action, Nangong Fan swallowed his saliva again, what happened to him?

Nangong Fan finally looked away and put it on Dou Ningdie's little hand that was gently swaying on the ground.

The mud stained the jade fingers, and there was a hint of smoke and fireworks.

Nangong Fan looked forward, only to find that this was a strange grass, and the bean condensate butterfly was digging its roots out, ready to uproot it.

The grass is not much different from ordinary grass, but when you look at it carefully, you can still notice a little strange about it.

It's slowly devouring the aura around it!

This must be a spirit grass, but what kind of variety it is, Nangong Fan can't recognize it.

"This is called 'Spirit Root Grass', you perceive that it is devouring the aura, but in fact, it is more sucked by its roots, not only that, its roots are still rolling the energy underground, and its essence is all over the roots, because it is no different from ordinary grass, it is easy for people to ignore, it is an extremely rare spirit grass. Dou Ning Butterfly spoke softly, and the words ended, and finally the roots of this spiritual root grass were completely gouged out.

Just looking at the glow emanating from the full roots, Nangong Fan understood that the medicinal effect of this thing would not be too weak, but the spirit grass did not just look at its own quality to determine whether it was useful or not, and subconsciously spoke, "Then what kind of pill can it refine?"

Even if it is a divine grass, as long as it is not used by Danfang, it is a useless spiritual grass, but this spiritual grass is not as useless as imagined.

This is an opportunity for the alchemist to make a name for himself, to study its medicinal properties, and after many tests, if a new prescription is born in his own hands, he can immediately be regarded as the reincarnation of the gods by the people in the Dan Dao, if the level of this Dan prescription is not weak, it is not impossible to become the leader of the Dan Dao in one fell swoop.

The same Danfang that belongs to oneself also represents countless wealth.

This kind of thing, the Starry Sky Realm only needs to think about it in the heart, in terms of the development level of the Starry Sky Realm Dan Dao, unless there is really a reincarnated immortal, until the world is destroyed, a real new Dan Fang will not be revealed from it.

The Dan prescriptions circulating in the Starry Sky Realm now are all just a few sundries missing from the fingernails of Heavenly Weapon City.

Although the existence of Heavenly Weapon City has prospered commerce and allowed many people to rely on them to live, it has also greatly hindered the development of the Starry Sky Realm Dan Dao. Innovation is fundamentally worn out.

"It can be used as an auxiliary herb for all pills. The pink lips opened, but this time it didn't attract Nangong Fan's attention. He was completely stunned by Dou Ningdie's casual words.

Although it cannot directly replace the main medicine, among the many superb elixirs, the auxiliary medicinal materials alone can make a wealthy family pour everything out.

How can this spiritual root grass be so valuable?

"Don't be happy so early, although this spiritual root grass is called a non-grade spiritual grass, it still depends on the age. It is extremely difficult to survive, this strain should be found in the Heavenly Weapon City from nowhere, it was specially transplanted, and it grows in care, as long as the year is enough, even if it is used to refine the superb elixir, it will not be a problem. "Dou Ning Butterfly interrupted the ecstatic Nangong Fan, you are not an alchemist, what are you excited about here?

"Then can you tell what year it is?" Nangong Fan was really excited, in case there were 10,000 or 20,000 years old, it would not be too much to treat it as a divine grass.

This is a magic grass with golden oil, and I can't be too happy.

Dou Ningdie rolled her eyes, "I don't know what you're excited about, this is enough to cross the threshold of a hundred years, but it's not bad." ”