On the white jade square, thousands of pairs of eyes all looked towards Ning Fan.

This group of people has different ideas in their hearts.

There are many people who are holding Ning Fan's jokes, and some are expecting Ning Fan to create miracles.

These people who want to see Ning Fan create a miracle are naturally the members of the Dan Alliance who have already been brothers of the Dan Yao Peak.

Yuwenjun gave Ning Fan three hours.

Three hours is not long, and it is not short.

A stick of incense, placed in a small tripod.

Soon, a stick of incense burned out.

At the same time, with a whoosh, a second incense stick emerged out of thin air from the ashes of Xiaoding.

A stick of incense is an hour.

This second root is naturally the second hour.

And the second incense stick, in the blink of an eye, gradually burned up and turned into ashes, and the incense ash in Xiaoding became one.

A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Qingfeng's mouth.

"Senior brother, this third incense stick has been lit, and his Ning Fan hour is almost up. ”

Yu Wenjun glanced at the sky, "Yes, time flies a little fast." ”

It's just that in the sky, I don't know when, there are already black clouds shrouded in it.

Black clouds, as if blown by the wind, flickered in the sky, turning and gathering, and then drifting away.

However, there are more and more black clouds, and this general trend is not changing.

The wind was blowing from afar, and the weather was a little cool.

Autumn.

On the yellow calendar of the Great Xia Kingdom, it is written that on the day of the beginning of autumn, the weather will become cooler.

From time to time, torrential rain and thunder and lightning fall from the sky.

Suddenly, rain fell from the sky.

The rain fell from the sky, misty, and the many peaks of the entire Sword Sect looked like they had a layer of misty.

The mountain peaks, between the autumn rain and misty, the grass and trees move with the wind.

However, the thousands of inner disciples in the White Jade Square of the Sword Sect did not leave one by one, and they all stood on the White Jade Square.

They remained motionless, because today was a feast, and whoever left, would feel that it was a loss and a pity.

Besides, when Ning Fan's alchemy was over, they would have to go to the demon cemetery to go to the trial.

It's just that the autumn rain is continuous, falling down, and it is misty, but it can't get close to the clothes of your sword cultivators at all.

for the garments they wear are not of ordinary quality.

There are dozens of sword crystals in a clothes rack, which contains a faint sword qi, and there is already a faint layer of protective spirituality.

Therefore, the rain falling in the air cannot contaminate their bodies.

......

Ning Fan sat down cross-legged, his brows gradually furrowed.

A person frowns, he must have encountered some difficult things.

At this time, Ning Fan was indeed in trouble.

Just like refining Pei Yuan Dan before.

As soon as this happens, some problems arise.

His soul has been divided into silk threads.

These silk threads quietly entered the Black Dragon Ding.

With the ingredients of the elixir, the run-in is underway.

As long as the silk threads and medicinal materials form a pill state, then it can be completely refined into Peiyuan Dan.

The pale golden soul power slowly spread within the Danding.

In Danding, there are nine holes.

Each hole is about the size of a fist.

The medicinal herbs that were originally put in it have all been refined into liquid.

The liquid, inside the fist-sized hole, began to gurgle and bubble.

Some have even become finely crumbbed solids.

However, it just didn't condense into a pill.

Snort.

Snort.

The power of the soul, the silk threads are entangled, like thunder and lightning, like flames.

Constantly refine the medicinal herbs.

Ning Fan wanted to use the power of his soul to establish a connection with these medicinal material fragments.

Then completely control the medicinal materials and form Pei Yuan Dan.

It's just that time is getting shorter and shorter.

The third incense stick has burned to nine-tenths.

There is still a tenth left.

In the distance, Yu Wenjun's eyes were fixed on the third incense stick.

Wu Qingfeng, Jian Yunyang and the others showed a smug smile on the corner of their mouths.

On the side of Liu Qingsong and others, they were all anxious.

Sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Senior brother, you must come on. ”

Liu Qingsong clenched his fists, and the corners of his mouth murmured. ，

His eyes were on the sky, hoping that his own mutters and prayers would be known to God.

However, whether God knows or not, this is something that no one knows.

......

Tick, tick.

The rain fell, and the incense sticks burned out.

"The time has come, Ning Fan, has your Pei Yuan Dan been refined?"

Wu Qingfeng let out a loud shout and shouted at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan didn't speak, and there was no response.

Because he is now engrossed in gathering souls.

However, I don't know why, it's still the same as before, and it can't be condensed at all.

Why?

Ning Fan roared in his heart, and he was also a little impatient.

Poof.

The Black Dragon Ding trembled, and a huge force entered Ning Fan's body.

Ning Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He looked miserable and miserable.

The body flew out upside down, and it was about three meters away from the Black Dragon Ding.

Ning Fan struggled to get up from the ground.

His face was a little hideous, and his eyes were bleeding.

Just now, a huge force, with a burst of Dan Qi, shot directly into his eyes.

"No, Master, his Pei Yuan Dan has not been refined at all. ”

Jian Yunyang shouted loudly and laughed loudly.

"Someone, arrest me. ”

"Ning Fan, you can't refine Pei Yuan Dan, it's a waste of everyone's time, today, you will be abolished, and the Dan Alliance must be disbanded. ”

Jian Yunyang was extremely excited, he had been waiting for this day, he had been waiting for a long time.

Haha, finally made him wait for this day.

With a wave of his hand, the whole person rushed towards Ning Fan together.

Ning Fan's eyes were red, and a sword qi instantly spread from his body, centering on him, directly causing the approaching sword cultivator to be smashed and fly.

He is the ninth-level strength of the Sword Yuan, this group of disciples, where is his opponent?

Even if it was Jian Yunyang, he was shocked back five meters away by the powerful sword qi.

"Master. Jian Yunyang looked at Wu Qingfeng in shock.

"Hmph, I'll take him myself. ”

Wu Qingfeng turned into a cyan light, holding a cyan flying sword, his body jumped, turned into a streamer, and killed Ning Fan.

"Fuck off. ”

"Old horseman, you are also worthy!"

Ning Fan spurted out a mouthful of saliva, mixed with blood, and the thick phlegm was like a stone, which caught Wu Qingfeng off guard.

When he opened his mouth and roared loudly, a mouthful of thick phlegm went directly into his mouth.

Vomit.

Wu Qingfeng's liver qi was moving, and his stomach was churning.

Endless disgusting sensations, welling up from my heart.

His whole body fell from the sky.

Wow, I vomited out the filth in my body.

is even more vomiting on the side.

"Dog mongrel, Lao Tzu today, let you break your corpse into pieces. ”

What a shame?

It's a shame.

It's disgusting.

It's just going to kill his mother, grass his uncle.

Green smoke was billowing from Wu Qingfeng's head, like an exploding volcano.

The anger in the body is like a rolling river, surging endlessly.

He wanted to break Ning Fan's body into ten thousand pieces.

Boom.

The sword qi is like electricity.

The sword qi became a cyclone.

With Wu Qingfeng as the center, it exploded and rose up.

drove the wind and clouds of heaven and earth, and they all rolled with it.

Wu Qingfeng stood at the top of the whirlwind.

Suddenly reversed his body, held the sword, and held the whirlwind.

Rumble.

The whirlwind was picked up by him.

"Dragon!"

The crowd was shocked.

I saw that in the sky, Wu Qingfeng and the whirlwind merged into one, turned into a cyan dragon, and slashed at Ning Fan.

Roar.

The earth-shattering sound shook the Nine Heavens Universe.

The shaking heaven and earth shook, and the entire white jade square was flying sand and stones.

"Thief God, come on!"

"God, if you have eyes, you will give Lao Tzu a thunderbolt and smash this old man to death!"

"Boom. ”

Ning Fan looked up to the sky and roared, and as soon as he finished speaking, he didn't know why, a thunderbolt, purple thunder, turned into lightning, mixed with thunder and fire.

With a bang, it fell directly from the sky.

The blue dragon that was originally condensed in the sky was instantly turned into pieces by the purple heavenly thunder.

One of the cyan figures, with a sonorous sound, smashed on a piece of jade on the side.

The jade shattered, the cyan figure was clothed in pieces, and his body was jet black.

Apparently struck by lightning and already seriously injured.

Ning Fan's roar actually really triggered the heavenly thunder.

All of this looks very weird.

Wu Qingfeng was seriously injured, and he would definitely not be better.

Because of the purple thunder and lightning, it fell from the sky and was directly aimed at him Ning Fan.

Rumble.

Thousands of purple lights, dazzling.

On the white jade square, thousands of sword cultivators were swept away in an instant by a wave of qi.

Snort, sneer.

Thunder and lightning were like flowing water, densely covering the entire white jade square, making a snorting sound.

(End of chapter)