Twelve hours passed in a flash.

Wu Shuochang in the courtyard is still tidy and has spare strength. He urged the Eighteen Flying Star Array of Ziwei, which seemed to be huge, but in fact, it didn't consume too much true yuan. According to the agreement between him and Xiao Fan, this crape myrtle eighteen flying star array is still a showmanship so far, purely eye-catching.

Of course, this so-called eye-catching naturally attracts the attention of peers, and ordinary people can't feel it at all. The courtyard where Mr. Wu lived, in the eyes of the neighbors on the left and right, was no different from the past, and it was still quiet. Even the skinny little child Wu Qing has disappeared, and he doesn't know where he went, a very sensible child.

Wu Shuochang doesn't need to make alchemy, he doesn't need to deduce his fate, he doesn't need to change his life against the sky, and he doesn't have to worry about causing the backlash of the vitality of heaven and earth. In short, he's just using a trick now.

Xiao Fan, who was in the secret room of the water-stopping view, was not so relaxed.

Xiao Zhenren, who was wearing a purple gold crown and a red crane gossip, was pale, his expression was obviously much more pale than twelve hours ago, and the treasure light flowing on his face was also hidden, and sweat stains were hidden on his forehead.

The raging flames in the Xuanwu Four Elephant Furnace had turned blue, and the temperature was obviously extremely high.

The liquid in the Qiankun Ding has only dropped by two or three points, and it has become a little more viscous than the day before, but the speed of the circulation of the red pattern on the body of the Ding is much faster, even comparable to the speed of Xiao Fan's deduction of the blood phase to the juncture.

The vitality of heaven and earth in the Dan room kept tumbling and being frenzied.

Hei Lin stared intently at Xiao Fan in the center of the Dan room, for twelve hours, maintaining this posture has basically not changed, but it seems that its energy is still extremely energetic, and it is not tired at all.

Xin Lin had already sat cross-legged, with some pine nuts, astragalus, yams, ginseng slices and other foods beside her.

Xiao Fan pinched the trick with both hands, and continuously injected true qi into the Qiankun Ding, suddenly his body shook, his face suddenly became extremely difficult to look at, and the Venus flew in front of him, and he hallucinated.

This is a sign that the consumption of true qi is too huge, and it is gradually unable to resist the backlash of the demons, causing the soul to vibrate.

Xin Lin stood up abruptly, her face full of anxiety.

"Burn incense!"

Xiao Fan commanded in a low voice.

Not far from Xiao Fan, there was an incense burner, which had been burning sandalwood all the time, and it had never stopped.

When Xin Lin heard this, she immediately opened the agarwood box containing "Changchun Tranquility Incense" and carefully took out a thin incense stick from it. The three "Changchun Tranquility Incense" that the King of Thieves stole from the bedroom of the steppe giant Tichi have not yet been touched.

Xiao Fan suddenly ordered to burn incense, naturally not the ordinary sandalwood.

Xin Lin hurriedly walked to the incense burner, knelt on her knees, lit a thin pillar of Changchun incense, and placed it in the furnace.

After a while, an extremely elegant fragrance slowly rose in the Dan room.

Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and the Venus flying in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the demon in his heart was suppressed in an instant.

Changchun real people personally drafted the order, and Master Tongxuan personally supervised the "Changchun Anshen Fragrance", the effect is really extraordinary.

Seeing that Xiao Fan's face quickly recovered, although it was still extremely pale, Xin Lin calmed down a little. But Xiao Fan said that it took sixty-six and thirty-six hours to refine the "Qiankun Great Returning Pill", and now it has only been a day and a night. It seems that Xiao Fan's physical strength has been greatly consumed. There were twenty-four hours to go, but I didn't know how he would hold himself up.

Not long ago, Xiao Fan acted against the sky, forcibly deduced the "blood phase", caused the heaven and earth to react, vomited blood several times, and raised it for more than half a month before he barely recovered.

Refining the "Qiankun Great Returning Pill" to renew the life of the old man and save the entire Xiao family from disaster, the power of heavenly punishment caused by it is far from being comparable to the deduction of blood. Moreover, Xiao Fan responded to the catastrophe with the fate of the Son of Heaven, and he didn't know what kind of disaster would come down from heaven.

Thinking of Yan Jinshan's terrifying appearance of ulcering and pus, Rao is Xin Lin was very determined, and she couldn't help but shudder.

Right now, he can only hope for Xiao Fan's incomparably profound magic attainments and inner cultivation. After all, Yan Jinshan is just a charlatan, who only knows a little about feng shui, and Xiao Fan is a real person in charge of the dignified Wuji Sect, and the two are completely incomparable.

Twelve more hours passed.

The crape myrtle star is bright and bright, far better than usual.

The constellations corresponding to the eighteen flying stars of crape myrtle are also colorful.

In the back garden of the villa on the mountainside in the western suburbs, the white-robed old man from the Western Regions, who was paying close attention to the changes in the sky, slowly lowered his head, turned around and walked towards the villa, and Sabir and the Han man immediately followed closely.

The white-robed old man returned to the secret room, sat cross-legged at the mouth of the ancient beast, put his hands flat on his chest, pinched an extremely strange spell, and muttered an extremely ancient and obscure incantation.

The next moment, at the end of the beast's limbs, above the sharp claws, four streams of black qi rose, slowly gathering in the secret room, intertwined, constantly rotating, and after a while, they merged into a strand and gathered on the chest of the white-robed old man.

"Hah!"

The white-robed old man clasped his palms together suddenly, and then raised them up.

The black qi suddenly rose into the sky, hitting Ziwei Xingheng, instantly covering most of the radiant Ziwei Star, and then following the white light of Ziwei Star, it shot towards the courtyard where Wu Shuochang was located as fast as lightning.

Sabir and the Han man glanced at each other, looking at the white-robed old man casting spells intently, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"Boom"!

In the secret room of the courtyard, the eighteen giant candles that were lit were swaying violently, and the largest candle in the middle, the candle flame was swaying terribly, as if it was blown by the wind, and it was in danger in an instant.

A bone-chilling aura instantly spread in the secret room.

"Good time!"

Wu Shuochang raised his eyebrows, sneered, moved his hands together, drew countless gossip patterns on his chest, and then divided his hands, and immediately dispersed the evil qi, and the candle flame of the eighteen giant candles immediately stabilized, and the eighteen flying star array shone brightly, and in a moment, the black qi that covered the purple microstar was completely dispersed.

The white-robed old man let out a soft "um", and his face showed surprise.

He just made a move, but it was just a temptation, and he didn't do his best. But being dissolved by the other party so easily was still a bit unexpected for him.

This kind of fighting method of the feng shui magician is difficult to directly cause the opponent to be harmed, mainly when the opponent casts the spell, it disturbs the caster's mind, so that he cannot fully resist the backlash of the power of heaven and earth, and then is injured by the vitality of heaven and earth mobilized by himself.

Acting against the heavens is already extremely dangerous, and it is reasonable that there is not much power left to fight against the interference of another spellcaster.

Could it be that the Crape Myrtle Immortal Master is so profound?

While acting against the sky, you can also have the spare strength to fight against him!

After a while, the white-robed old man cast a spell again, and this time the black qi almost completely obscured the connection between Ziwei Xingheng and Ziwei Eighteen Flying Star Array. However, the result was unexpected again, and it was still easily resolved by the other party.

The white-robed old man couldn't help but groan.

Sabir couldn't help but say, "Master, it seems that he has someone to help. ”

The white-robed old man shook his head slightly and said, "Ziwei Eighteen Flying Star Array, not everyone can control it. If you haven't reached that realm, where can you help? ”

The Han man thought for a moment and said, "Master, maybe the time has not yet come. ”

"It's possible. Changing one's life against the sky, twenty-four hours is indeed shorter. Then let's wait and see. ”

The white-robed old man bowed his head slowly, agreeing with the analysis of the Han man.

In the water-stopping view of the Dan room, Xiao Fan's expression became more and more wilted, and the Danhe gossip was completely soaked with sweat, wet and dry and wet, and the gossip patterns embroidered with gold threads became dull.

The spiritual liquid in the Qiankun Ding was a little thicker than before, but the flames in the Xuanwu Four Elephant Furnace turned silvery white again. The rotation of the chaos pattern on the body of Qiankun Ding Ding also slowed down.

"Ginseng!"

Xiao Fan said softly.

Xin Lin hurriedly stepped forward and fed a few pieces of the Millennium Ginseng King into his mouth.

Xiao Fan opened his mouth and held it, his spirit lifted a little bit, and slowly took out the turquoise "Creation Ring" and put it on the middle finger of his right hand. Suddenly, a strong aura poured into the body. Xiao Fan's hands were crossed and stacked on his lower abdomen, his eyes were slightly closed, and he began to breathe in pranayama, drawing Pei Ran's aura out of the creation ring, traveling through the Zhou Tian and Bai Mai, and gradually converging towards the dantian.

Perhaps relying on the aura gathered by the "Creation Ring" can help him survive the twelve hours of Zuihou smoothly.

But what Xiao Fan is most worried about is not his physical condition, what he is worried about is how long the "Chaos Reincarnation Array" will cover the heavenly machine, and how long it can last. Ziwei Eighteen Flying Star Array fought with people twice, and he noticed it. It is clear that his analysis is completely correct, and there is indeed an extremely strong opponent who is peeking not far away.

The "Chaos Reincarnation Array" arranged by him personally communicated the "Chaos Infinity Array" and the "Chaos Four Elephant Array" arranged by the Water Stopping Patriarch, which well covered the heavenly machine, and the opponent did not notice it for the time being. However, the Zuihou day is also the twelve hours when the power of the heavenly machine is the strongest, and the horror of the vision of heaven and earth caused by it, I am afraid that these three formations will not be able to completely cover it.

Once at the most critical moment, the opponent sensed his existence and turned to attack him with all his might, adding a liliang to the already powerful and incomparable power of heavenly punishment, Xiao Fan was absolutely not sure that he could support it.

Whether the power of heavenly punishment that changes one's life against the sky alone can withstand it is still between the two.

However, the matter has come to this point, and there is no advance or retreat.

After breathing for half an hour, Xiao Fan's inner breath in the dantian was refilled, and there was a faint treasure light flowing on his face, but Xiao Fan could also clearly feel that the aura in the "Creation Ring" was seriously insufficient. After all, this "Creation Ring" is just an imitation, and it is not the real "Creation Ring", one of the Three Treasures of the Wujimen Town Sect. Compared with the authentic "Creation Ring", the effect is naturally far inferior.

Xiao Fan pinched the trick with both hands.

"Hurry!"

The silver-white flames in the Xuanwu Four Elephant Furnace suddenly rose up, and soon turned into light blue, rushing straight to the Qiankun Ding.