Time passed slowly, and at this moment, on top of Ming Peak, the veins on the wooden tripod that day had covered the entire tripod body.

Everyone around Tianmu Ding sat with their eyes closed, no one made a sound, there was no sound around except for the whirring wind, and the entire Fangmu Dojo had been shrouded in a strange atmosphere since the beginning of the demon refining.

At the same moment, except for the Warlock Sect who had already set up the Five Elements and Six Paths Array on the scene, outsiders were not allowed to approach, because an invisible force had unconsciously cut off everything around them!

Under that invisible guidance, in the direction of the golden array, the forehead of a golden warlock who participated in the demon refining began to sweat, and at this time he sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a strange hand in his hand, and a different kind of fluctuation was also shrouded in his body.

Although his face was already a little pale, he was still whispering, and finally his frown suddenly stretched out again when it seemed to be about to twist into a ball, but it was not a relief.

On the contrary, the magic decision in the hand of the warlock sect slowly dissipated when his eyebrows were stretched, and finally the whole person collapsed backwards as if he had lost all his strength in an instant.

And he was the eighth warlock to fall in three days!

Tianmu Ding was still standing quietly in the Mingfeng Dojo, and there seemed to be bursts of roaring sounds in it that were constantly struggling.

No one paid attention to everything that was happening around them, but the runes on the Tianmu Ding began to flicker and darken because of the other manic breath in it, and it seemed that every alternation of light and dark would make many people present restless!

"Hahaha...... If I want to refine the deity, I want to see who can survive the last!"

Another demonic voice sounded in everyone's ears, but in the past three days, many people have lost count of how many times.

However, although the creature trapped in the Tianmu Ding was terrifying, you could still feel from its roar that his voice was getting weaker and weaker.

Suppressed by the master, supplemented by a hundred spells, this kind of demon refining, even if it is rare to meet a big demon for a thousand years, it can't compete with it, so no matter how the guy in the ding struggles, it seems that the end has already been doomed.

"Whew~"

But just when the Fu civilization on the Tianmu Ding was alternate between darkness, suddenly the drizzle falling in the air suddenly began to become messy.

As if he felt something, the eyes of the Master of Wu Nian also slowly opened at this time, and compared to the cultivation of those supporting techniques, the Wu Nian of the Guru always behaved calmly.

Just when Wu Nian opened his eyes, the veins on the cyan tripod were also reflected in his eyes for the first time, and that scene looked a little inexplicably weird.

There was also the roar and provocation of the demon from the Ding Zhong in his ears, but he chose to ignore it, but after a little thought, Master Wu Nian suddenly slowly raised his right hand, dragging the wide sleeve robe and slowly swaying from the wind.

In a short time, three round pills had already appeared in his hand.

Qi Dan was present, and the expressions on the faces of all the warlocks present began to change at that moment, some slowly opened their eyes from the closed eyes, and some of them slowly stretched their frowns at that moment.

It's just because on this Ming Peak, in this dojo of the square wood vein, there is a scent of danxiang!

There are three pills in the hands of Master Wu Nian, which are red, black, and white, and the three colors are gathered together, but with an inexplicable strangeness.

Just when many people's attention was attracted by the elixir in Wu Nian's hand, there was another person who was still immersed in that kind of inextricable struggle and had not woken up, and that guy was Mu Ziliang who was sitting behind Master Wu Nian.

I saw that Mu Ziliang's face was still pale at the moment, with a struggling look on his face, and sweat had already penetrated the hair on his sideburns.

It's just that no one noticed him at this moment, even Wei Qing, who was sitting next to him, and the other old man were staring at the three-color pill in Wu Nian's hand with a solemn face!

"Purr!"

As a subtle voice sounded, in this dojo, the expression of a cultivator who didn't know where he came from gradually began to blur, he stared at the pill in Wu Nian's hand, and couldn't help but start to make a wriggling movement.

It is a kind of longing, a kind of longing for the treasures of the world that seems to ordinary people.

Others frowned, because in the midst of that strange incense, some elders who had been practicing for many years had finally begun to notice something abnormal.

To be precise, it is an attraction, an attraction that goes against the practitioner's Dao heart!

"Boom~"

Just when that strange danxiang appeared, triggering the strange atmosphere in the dojo, suddenly above this Ming Peak, a muffled thunder sounded abruptly again.

Everyone raised their heads, their eyes looked at the sky in confusion, and even the restlessness in the Tianmu Ding in the center of the dojo was also at this time, it turned out that the sky above Mingfeng was already covered with dark clouds at some point!

"Fang Mu Guiding Thunder?"

Behind Wu Nian, Daoist Wei Qing said in a lost voice, and the other old man next to him seemed to notice something, but he shook his head with some doubts when he looked up at the sky!

"Old thing, what are you going to do?"

In the Tianmu Ding, because of the various changes in the Fangmu Dojo, the bat demon trapped in the Ding Seed suddenly let out a wild roar again, and the once invincible demon became restless again.

After three days of struggling, at this moment, he finally became a little calm, but when he struggled again, he found that his body trapped in Tianmu Ding seemed to be covered with dense shackles, like iron chains that had already locked him firmly!

At this time, in the Fangmu Dao Palace, which was facing the Fangmu Dojo, the Lord of the Seeking Cang Dao sat cross-legged, quietly placing a wooden sword in front of him, and when Qi Dan appeared from the palm of Master Wu Nian's hand, he finally opened his eyes as well.

However, as the master of the Fang Mu Dao, the attention of the Heavenly Master was not attracted by the muffled thunder in the air, but looked towards the Fang Mu Dojo with a solemnity.

And at the moment when everything began to change due to Qi Dan's appearance, Guru Wunian's right hand slowly pushed forward, and the three pills slowly left his palm in the process, and were taken by the Tianmu Ding in the center of everyone!

In the process, the three-color Qidan rotated and rotated with each other until it sucked everyone's eyes and floated to the sky above the Tianmu Ding!

"Boom~"

The muffled thunder in the air sounded again, and above Ming Peak, almost all the first sons raised their heads here.

Perhaps they have been cultivating in Mingfeng since they were children, and they seem to have never encountered such thunder!

At the foot of Mingfeng Mountain, King Luo, who was parked here, raised his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and he stood up straight.

When the thunder sounded, everyone except him knelt down, and when King Luo looked up at the sky, the faint danxiang was like a dream, which made his face appear a trace of intoxication.

Just when this strange change made many people's expressions almost immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves, suddenly, the muffled thunder suddenly disappeared in an instant, and at that moment, it seemed that the whole world seemed to suddenly pause for a few seconds!

"Click!"

Until above Ming Peak, a thunderbolt suddenly appeared.

"It's ......"

This time, even Qiu Cang couldn't help but get up, his expression was solemn, as the master of Fang Mu Sect, he had studied Fang Mu's art all his life, and he never thought that Hua Ding Dan Yin, who had been underestimated in his heart, seemed to have opened another door to his world this time!

The thunder descended from the sky, not as shocking as the panic of the heavens, but still with that kind of thunderous momentum, but this momentum seemed to be a little lacking in stamina after it appeared, and after the rapid split, the silver snake became smaller and smaller, and finally there seemed to be only a trace of silver light falling on the Tianmu Ding.

Or to be precise, it fell on the three elixirs that were entangled and swirling with each other!

Dan Lei, no thought is worthy of the Ding Dan to lead a vein, and even among the hundreds of magic methods in the world, there is not only a rare genius in a hundred years, this Dan can actually lead the heavenly thunder to descend into the world, it is really appalling!

On this day, everyone's eyes were shocked by everything in front of them, and it seemed that everyone held their breath, only to see that a trace of crack appeared on the three-color elixir, and the crack spread wildly after it appeared.

Until the three demonic pills shattered without warning, suddenly turning into a cloud of turbid residue, and then sank towards the Heavenly Wood Ding under the pull of an invisible force!

After completing all this, Wu Nian's face also turned pale, only to see him withdraw his right hand, and took out another cyan pill from his robe, just glanced at the pill in his hand casually, and then violently pinched it into pieces.

And when the elixir was crushed by him, another medicinal fragrance reappeared and quickly spread in all directions, and soon everyone in the dojo smelled another fresh breath again.

Just by smelling it, many people's expressions froze, and the whole person actually felt a refreshing feeling, and even the feeling of exhaustion in the past three days could not subside.

Even the eyelids of the eight warlocks who had fallen to the ground began to jump, and after Mu Ziliang, who was sitting behind Master Wu Nian and had never opened his eyes before everything that had happened, smelled that burst of danxiang, his face finally showed a hint of relief for the first time, and that look of struggle was gradually replaced by calmness!

"Everybody help me!"

After doing all this, Master Wu Nian just continued to say four words, and then slowly closed his eyes again, and after everyone heard the sound, they didn't have time to sigh at the miracle of Dan Yin, and began to continue their previous efforts again.

So after a short interval, the alternating light and dark runes on the Tianmu Ding became much clearer.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked from outside the dojo, holding a wooden sword in his hand, his expression was calm, and he was not affected by the repulsion formed by the many Five Elements Spells in this dojo.

And he is the Lord of Fang Mu Dao asking for the cang!