Many of the magic weapons rewarded in the past, because of the blessing of the system's golden finger, Jiang Feng was relatively easy to refine, but this Pangu Heart was extremely unique, it was very difficult to refine, and the speed was as slow as a snail.

Jiang Feng felt that the degree of difficulty was still above the refining of the Innate Treasure.

He didn't know that this was already the result of the system's blessing.

If it were someone else, it would be a fool's dream to refine Pangu's heart with mana, even if it was a Heavenly Dao saint, it would be extremely difficult to refine.

However, if Jiang Feng consumed the merits of the Great Dao, the refining speed would definitely be greatly improved, but after thinking about it, Jiang Feng still gave up.

Before the primordial god was sanctified, he was reluctant to waste a little great merit.

Anyway, it is still more than 300 years before the official start of the Journey to the West.

Besides, now that he is in these three realms, he is invincible in the world and absolutely safe, so he is not in a hurry at this time.

Soon, Jiang Feng calmed down, just like an old monk who had settled down, the ancient well did not wave, and he used the power of Hongmeng to refine the heart of Pangu bit by bit.

At first, everything was going well, but I don't know how long it took, suddenly, Jiang Feng's face flushed, layers of white gas rose from the top of his head, and he was sweating profusely.

His body was trembling violently, his forehead was bruised, and his whole face was almost distorted, extremely hideous, obviously suffering some kind of great pain.

At this moment, Jiang Feng suddenly felt that from that Pangu heart, a few drops of liquid like blood gushed out and drilled into his body as if there was spirituality.

Then, these few drops of blood were like wild horses that had escaped from the reins, trampling frantically among the meridians in his body, rampage, and wreaking havoc.

Although Jiang Feng had already become a sanctification in the flesh, it was a little unbearable for a while.

In an instant, he was bleeding from all his orifices, and his body was a mess, many meridians were broken, and even some bones were deformed.

Jiang Feng had also refined Pangu Essence Blood and the Mother Qi of All Things, but none of them were as violent as the few drops of blood he was underway.

"Could it be that this is the brainchild of the Great God of Pangu!" Such a question suddenly appeared in Jiang Feng's mind.

Pangu's heart blood is only the blood that flows through the heart and head of the Pangu god, these two parts are extremely important sources of life, so the blood bred is also extremely precious, known as Pangu's heart blood, which is more rare than Pangu's essence blood, and its natural value is also higher.

Since ancient times, there have only been legends about Pangu's blood, but no one has ever used it.

Even if someone gets it by chance, I'm afraid it will be the end of nine deaths.

Because this Pangu's heart blood was too domineering and violent, even Jiang Feng, who was sanctified in the flesh, almost couldn't resist.

This also means that ordinary saints cannot be refined.

Jiang Feng looked closely and found that these few drops of blood were red and black, and a mysterious black halo flickered.

Most importantly, he felt an unpredictable but familiar aura in it, the breath of the law of force.

From this, Jiang Feng was sure that this must be the brainchild of the Pangu Great God.

Thinking of this, the corners of Jiang Feng's mouth couldn't help but set off a trace of arc, and he immediately ran the Nine Turns Xuangong and tried to refine it.

The value of this Pangu's heart blood is huge, if it can be refined, it will definitely make his Nine Transformations Xuangong go further, make his physical body stronger, and at the same time, there will definitely be a significant improvement in the attainment of the Law of Force.

Soon, with the operation of the Nine Turns Xuangong, Jiang Feng's state gradually stabilized.

His entire body began to work like a large machine, and Pangu's heart and blood were gradually being refined by him.

As for the wounds that were torn in the body before, they have long since healed and recovered as before.

Jiang Feng's physical body sanctification, not only did his combat power reach the saint level, but at the same time, his physical body recovery ability, adaptability, spiritual sense, and other aspects have reached a higher level.

As long as it is not a fatal injury, with his own recovery ability, it can be recovered.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, these few drops of Pangu's heart blood were all refined by Jiang Feng.

And then, a few drops of Pangu's heart blood poured out from Pangu's heart.

Jiang Feng continued to refine, refining a total of ten drops before and after, and then Pangu's heart was silent.

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and began to urge Hongmeng's power again, continuing to refine Pangu's heart.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed.

Miro Palace, inside the practice room.

For a whole hundred years, there was not the slightest movement coming out, and there was not the slightest breath of life, Jiang Feng seemed to be sitting down.

However, in this regard, Zhao Xiaowu, Fairy Ni Shang, Princess Longji, etc. all feel normal.

Even for ordinary immortals, it is common for a casual retreat to cost three to five hundred or even thousands of years.

And Jiang Feng, as the most invincible existence in the Three Realms, how could he sit down because of a retreat?

However, on this day, there was movement in the practice room.

Call!

I heard a long exhalation, and then, a surging momentum came out of it, terrifying to the point of incomprehensibility.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaowu and the Nishang Fairy, who were waiting outside, both shrank their pupils fiercely, and their souls were all cold for a while.

The momentum was terrifying, and even though it was just a breath of breath, it wasn't something they could bear.

If it befalls them, they will definitely be dead, and they will be destroyed and their souls will be scattered.

However, just as the momentum was approaching, it miraculously dissipated as if nothing had ever happened.

Zhao Xiaowu and the fairy in the neon dress were shocked for a while, and it took a long time for them to come to their senses, and then they were shocked.

It's incredible how far the adults have reached this retreat, just a casual breath that they inadvertently exhale, almost killed them.

You must know that over the years, they have completely refined the Huang Zhongli given by Jiang Feng, and they have both achieved the Great Luo Golden Immortal!

Inside the practice room.

Jiang Feng slowly opened his eyes, his heart was full of smiles, he was overjoyed, and his heart was even more happy.

In the past 100 years, he has gained a lot.

First of all, after refining ten drops of Pangu's blood, his Nine Turns Xuangong went further, although he had not yet reached the Nine Revolutions of Xuangong, he had already taken a big step forward.

His physical body is naturally rising, and it is more powerful and terrifying than before.

If he fought against that Daoist again, Jiang Feng was confident that with his current physical body, coupled with the great divine power of the Law Heaven and Earth and the law of power of the entry realm, he would be able to use his physical body to shake the Daoist without losing the slightest advantage.

The most important thing is that in the whole process of refining Pangu's heart and blood and Pangu's heart, he continued to absorb the perception of the law of power contained in it.

So far, he has made a breakthrough, and his realm of perception has reached a small level, and he has entered the house.