Ning Fan's heart sank suddenly, and he secretly said that it was not good.

He didn't expect that Dillon would finally discover the Sumeru Spirit Ring.

And now he still holds the Sumeru Spirit Ring in his hand.

"What should I do?" Lin Ruoxin worried.

Ning Fan squinted his eyes and shook his head, "Don't worry, this ring is mine now, and he can't refine it." ”

Although he only knew a little about the Sumeru Spirit Ring, Ning Fan was sure that Dillon would not be able to take away the Sumeru Spirit Ring, and he would not be able to see through the secret of the Sumeru Spirit Ring.

Sure enough, Dillon, who was in the outside world, just rubbed his fingers against the Sumeru Spirit Ring, and did not see through the secret of the ring.

But if this ring is taken away by him, Ning Fan will be in a passive position, and he can only hide in the Sumeru Spirit Ring and dare not make any changes.

Unless Dillon loses interest in the ring and leaves it behind in the future, this is his chance.

"Big brother, what is this?" Di Qing's eyes showed a hint of surprise, staring at the silver-gray ring in confusion.

"I don't know, it's weird, I refined this space, and in addition to the gold and soil, there is only this ring, it can be refined under the Samadhi True Fire, there is no sign of melting at all, it is conceivable, it should be a good thing." Dillon's brow furrowed, puzzled, for he couldn't see any other secrets from the ring.

Di Qing took the ring in his hand and observed it, and the result obtained by his eldest brother Dillon, the ring was extremely ordinary, except for its hardness, it had no other advantages.

"Big brother, this thing can be slowly understood in the future, the top priority, what should we do? Di Qing was furious.

"What can I do? Keep looking, if this matter spreads, we use such manpower to catch a sword yuan-level monk, how can our Blood Demon Hall gain a foothold in Qingzhou?"

Dillon snorted, "Let's go, now let's go back, you're in charge of the search." ”

Dillon Diqing didn't know that Ning Fan, whom they had worked so hard to capture, was inside this silver ring at this moment.

Unfortunately, they couldn't see through the Sumeru Spirit Ring, thinking it was just an ordinary ring.

But despite this, Ning Fan still felt uncomfortable in his heart, because if this continued, he could only stay in the Sumeru Spirit Ring.

In the Blood Palace, Yuwenjun looked at Dillon.

"You spent a day and a night and didn't find anything?"

"No, it was just a ring. Dillon sighed.

"This Ning Fan, there are too many strange things on his body, is he just a Sword Yuan Monk?" Dillon had a headache.

"A ring?" Yu Wenjun raised his eyebrows.

"What ring?"

"This is it. Dillon handed the silver-white ring to Yu Wenjun.

Yuwenjun investigated, but to no avail, he didn't find anything.

"This ring, I'd love to remember where I've seen it. ”

He searched for his memories.

Dillon's expression moved, "Where have you seen it?"

"This ring is Ning Fan's. Yu Wenjun said immediately.

"You're saying that you used the Samadhi True Fire to refine that area, leaving only one thing?"

"That's right. Dillon nodded.

"It stands to reason that he should definitely die, and I can now be sure that Ning Fan is dead. Yu Wenjun suddenly laughed.

But in his heart, he actually has a little regret.

"The secret method of the Haichuan Sect on his body seems to have disappeared with it. ”

"However, if he can die, it will be the best, and I can understand the demons in my heart. ”

Dillon couldn't understand why Yu Wenjun said that.

"He's dead?"

"However, if he is dead, how can this sword puppet explain it?"

Dillon threw a silver-white sword golem.

Among them, there are fluctuations in the soul aura on Ning Fan's body. ”

Yu Wenjun immediately looked at the sword puppet.

"This sword puppet, I've seen it, Ning Fan used him to fight with me at the beginning. ”

"But, Dillon, are you dazzled? There is no soul fluctuation in him at all. Yu Wenjun pointed to the sword puppet and said.

Dillon raised an eyebrow and glanced at the sword golem again.

He hadn't paid attention to the sword puppet that he had been keeping in his storage bag before.

At this time, reminded by Yu Wenjun, he hurriedly observed the sword puppet, and sure enough, the soul fluctuations on the sword puppet had disappeared.

"How is that possible? I still felt it before. ”

Dillon couldn't believe it.

"But there really is no soul fluctuation now, I think, he is definitely dead now. ”

"Do you think, how powerful is your Heavenly Thunder Sword Array? Even if it is me, I am not sure that I will survive it, it can be said that there is no life. ”

"You burned it with Samadhi True Fire for a day and a night, even if it was a spirit sword, it is estimated that it would melt away, even if it was a person?"

"After incineration, only this ring was found, which can only be said that Ning Fan has been refined into slag and fused with dust. ”

Yu Wenjun seemed to be very wise and analyzed.

Listening to Yu Wenjun's analysis, Dillon felt that it was a little interesting.

"Listening to you say this, looking at this sword puppet again, it has this meaning, but I have to be cautious, I still let people continue to search, if you really can't find it, it can only prove that he is dead. ”

If Yu Wenjun had said this to him before, he would not have believed it.

But now that he saw that the fluctuations of Ning Fan's soul aura on the sword puppet's body had disappeared, he completely believed it.

Because of the breath on the sword puppet, he did not refine it, but put it in the storage bag, did not move a single cent, and now it disappears, it is a natural disappearance.

The only possibility is that Ning Fan is dead.

"Well, you are free, but, this ring, can I watch it for a few days?" Yu Wenjun was very interested in the silver-gray ring.

He felt that there was something strange about this ring, and he might be able to find something he had always wanted from Ning Fan from it.

Dillon looked at Yu Wenjun with strange eyes and looked at it for a long time.

"You can see it, but you have to be in the Blood Demon Temple, although this ring, although it is ordinary, it is an ornament, but I feel that the sixth is a bit unusual. Dillon looked at Yuwen Jundao.

"I don't think it's simple, you think, under the calcination of Samadhi, there is nothing at all, it's not weird. Yu Wenjun squinted his eyes and played with the silver-gray ring.

"Okay, just look, give me this thing before you go. Because he couldn't see any clues, Dillon didn't care, and casually threw this thing to Yuwenjun.

After all, he can say that Yu Wenjun will leave a ring before leaving, and he will still be happy to give Yu Wenjun this favor.

"Hall Master, there are two people outside who ask to see you, and they say they are from Qingzhou. ”

Suddenly, outside the main hall, someone reported.

"Who?" Dillon's brow furrowed.

"They said it was the Sword Sect's Ziluo Yan and Wu Dao. The subordinate immediately said.

"What are they doing here? Yuwenjun, are they looking for you?" Dillon looked at Yuwenjun.

Yu Wenjun shook his head, "It's not looking for me, it's probably looking for Ning Fan." ”

"Okay, I'll go out and have a look, you be careful yourself. Dillon paused and walked away.

Yu Wenjun played with the ring, "Strange, strange, it's not a storage ring, is it just an ornament?"

At this moment, inside the ring, Ning Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Luckily, I just cut off the breath from the sword golem and made them mistakenly think that I was completely dead. ”

The corners of Ning Fan's mouth hooked up with a smile, "Then next, I just need to wait for the opportunity slowly." ”

"Yuwenjun, just take your time, if you can see the clues, I'll eat directly. ”

(End of chapter)