Chapter 118: Crazy Cultivation

Ning Fan had already gone to the Foreign Affairs Hall at this time, planning to accept a few more tasks at that time, and then by the way, while hunting the demon core, he would increase his contribution.

Besides, the Xuan-level mid-grade weapons had been able to be used for a long time, and Ning Fan's next step was just to become a registered disciple and have more time to cultivate.

"March ......" Ning Fan smiled slightly at this time, "March, then let you see how much potential my Ning Fan has." ”

After a month of life as a miscellaneous disciple, Ning Fan has learned about the life in the Moyu Sect, although he can have cultivation every day, but for Ning Fan, the fastest thing is to hunt the Demon Beast, and only by hunting the Demon Beast Ning Fan can he improve his strength the fastest.

At this time, Ning Fan remembered the booklet "Smelting" that the old man handed over to him, and remembered that the Armory Pavilion elder still looked so distressed, as if it was something good.

Thinking of this, Ning Fan found a place where there were few people, took it out and looked at it a few times.

The booklet was not thick, only a few pages, but the more Ning Fan read it, the more fascinated he became, and it took a long time to close his book, and he said with a long sigh: "How can there be such a mysterious secret book." ”

Saying that, Ning Fan couldn't help but shake his head, there seemed to be some hesitation in his heart, the secret book "Smelting" is written in a way to teach people how to destroy weapons, but while destroying them, they can integrate the characteristics of some weapons into other weapons.

Thinking of this, Ning Fan took out his Nandu boxing gloves and the nameless boxing gloves he had just obtained. After looking at the two fist gloves in his hand for a while, Ning Fan was still a little hesitant, and couldn't help but let out another long sigh, and muttered: "Nandu fist gloves have been with him for so long, what are you going to do?"

Smelt it, Ning Fan made this decision suddenly, but Ning Fan wanted to take the Nandu fist glove as the main body and smelt the full set of power of the nameless into it.

However, the booklet said that the two weapons were combined into one, and they didn't say how to use them as the main body, but Ning Fan still tried it at this time.

With the secret method, it is not difficult to do all this, as long as you focus on it, concentrate on it, and put your mind into this weapon.

Ning Fan put his fist gloves together at this time, and used the soul power in his body to urge "Red Feather Endless God Decision". The Red Feather Flame is the most powerful flame that Ning Fan has in his hands right now, and it is just right to use the "Red Feather Endless Divine Decision" at this time.

The flames were burning in front of Ning Fan's body, and he flew towards the two fists in front of him, and the secret method was transferred in his body, infiltrating his own flames into each fist glove, constantly using his own spiritual power to carefully peel off the characteristics of the fist gloves, and fuse them together little by little.

However, Ning Fan didn't know how to take Nandu boxing gloves as the main body at this time, but he had reached this point, and there was no way to make too many choices, so he could only go with the flow.

Suddenly, a strange light bloomed in front of Ning Fan, exploding in front of Ning Fan.

However, Ning Fan didn't dare to close his eyes at this time, staring at the fist gloves in front of him stupidly, for fear that something would happen to them.

If there was any problem, the two gloves were useless, then Ning Fan would have to cry.

But at this time, Ning Fan found that there were already these two boxing gloves in front of him, Nandu boxing gloves were there, and the nameless full set was so damaged that he didn't know what it looked like.

Although Ning Fan erupted with an unusual light here, there were still few people who came to see Ning Fan here, because there were many people cultivating in the Moyu Sect every day, God knows who was making a difference here in Ning Fan, as long as he didn't fight in the gate, there was naturally no problem.

However, Ning Fan didn't think about these things at this time, picked up the fist glove in front of him and probed it carefully, only to find that this was his Nandu fist glove, but the real grade was upgraded to the middle grade of the Xuan level, and the others didn't know what had changed.

Ning Fan took the fist gloves, put them on his body, shook them, felt that he still felt before, and couldn't help but cheer up, clenched the fist gloves, and said: "Nandu fist gloves! I will use you to lay the foundation for my next road." ”

Muttering, Ning Fan walked towards the Foreign Affairs Hall.

For Ning Fan, the Nandu gloves represent his years in Baizhen, which is Ning Fan's heart that he can't leave behind, stroking the Nandu gloves, Ning Fan remembers his days in Baizhen.

The entire Foreign Affairs Hall was already brightly lit at this time, but after Ning Fan's smelting, it was night. It was late at night, but there were still a lot of people in the Foreign Affairs Hall at this time, and the tasks were distributed endlessly, so the cultivators were not very particular about sleeping, and if they were not in good spirits, they would just be good to meditate and rest for a while.

At this time, Ning Fan did not choose a very difficult task, and chose to hunt a hundred Feathered Demon Tigers.

This task is actually specially for disciples with relatively low cultivation, but even so, killing a hundred Feathered Demon Tiger Ning Fan can also get fifty points.

In fact, Ning Fan had seventy points on his body at this time, after exchanging gloves, which added up to a lot.

"This junior brother, when the time comes, you can come back with the quest card and the magic core of the Feather Demon Tiger. The senior brother of the Foreign Affairs Hall told Ning Fan at this time, this is his daily task.

Ning Fan nodded, he had seen Ji Shuang and them hand in the task before, but he knew what he should do, and said, "Thank you, senior brother, I know." ”

At this time, Ning Fan turned around and walked towards the depths of Yushan.

There were many Feathered Demon Tigers there, and Ning Fan and the others had hunted one before.

Looking at the Moyu Gate at night, Ning Fan really realized the beauty here, the lakes below the various floating peaks exuded a faint blue light, reflecting the sky, but the sky was starry at this time, and there were some subtle fireflies shining between the mountains, flashing and flashing.

Occasionally, the breeze blew, and Ning Fan felt as if his cheek had been touched by something, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

The hand tightened the Nandu fist once again, and shook it, feeling that it felt appropriate.

A sweep of the sky, Ning Fan had already brushed the floating mountain peaks and entered the depths of Yushan.

In the night of Yushan, there is not much light, only the starlight in the sky can be illuminated, but with a little light, Ning Fan can see everything in front of him clearly.

Compared to the daytime, there are a lot fewer people in Yushan, and there are a lot more Warcraft, after all, night is the time for Warcraft activities.

"Roar!"

Ning Fan heard it very clearly, this was the voice of the demon tiger during the day.

Ning Fan didn't say a word, he slid and passed where the sound came. For Ning Fan, there was no threat to the second-order Feather Demon Tiger.

Sure enough, at this time, the Feather Demon Tiger rushed towards Ning Fan and pounced.

But Ning Fan had a lot of experience in how to kill the Demon Tiger at this time, and he resisted the body of the Feather Demon Tiger with an elbow blow, and slammed into the Feather Demon Tiger is punch.

The bloody rain splattered out, and Ning Fan felt the smell of blood all around him, which made Ning Fan feel a sense of excitement and improve his strength!

The Nandu fist glove in his hand saw blood again at this time.

However, at this time, a group of Feathered Demon Tigers surrounded Ning Fan.

There is one thing that is bad about becoming a Warcraft, that is, there is more wisdom, and low-level Warcraft will choose to live in groups, and once one is killed, there will be many Warcraft surrounding them.

At this time, Ning Fan looked at it with his spare time, and there were at least ten or twenty Feathered Demon Tigers around him.

However, Ning Fan was not afraid but excited at this time, looking at the Feather Demon Tiger in front of him, licking the corners of his mouth slightly, and suddenly there was a roar, making it impossible to tell who was the prey.

"Nandu!" Ning Fan's punch suddenly became a few points faster, and with one punch, he killed the Feather Demon Tiger who pounced first.

Although the Feather Demon Tiger is because of its relatively fast speed, Ning Fan has improved the strength of the Nandu Fist at this time, so that the speed of the Nandu Fist has not increased much, and this time it is even faster than the speed of the Demon Tiger.

A feathered demon tiger flew back upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

The remaining Feather Demon Tiger kept retreating, and at this time, Ning Fan was like a bloody demon god, taking a step forward, and the Feather Demon Tiger took a step back.

However, after taking a few steps like this, the Feather Demon Tiger roared violently: "Roar!" The laughter shook the valley, making people feel a little scared.

Ning Fan stepped back slightly, watching the Feather Demon Tiger pounce towards him.

Suddenly, Ning Fan roared: "Ha! It's good!" The fist glove in his hand suddenly bloomed with a dark blue light, but it was Ning Fan who urged Nandu Fist's mind and struck it.

A dark blue soul mist appeared in the air, which was Ning Fan's lethal blow.

The fog of the southern crossing!

Covering Ning Fan's body in an instant, the speed of the Feather Demon Tiger suddenly slowed down when it passed through this layer of blue soul mist.

Ning Fan slapped his fist at this time, and roared violently: "Give me death!"

"Die!"

With each sound, Ning Fan would shatter the body of a Feathered Demon Tiger and scatter it in all directions, leaving behind only a headless corpse and scattered pieces of flesh.

Ning Fan was killing at this time, and this demon tiger was also coming towards Ning Fan in a steady stream.

"Endless! Nandu!" Ning Fan suddenly burst out of his soul power, and the fist in his hand fell down again, and several Feather Demon Tigers on the ground were shocked into the air by Ning Fan, and one after another soul power went straight into the body of the Feather Demon Tiger.

"Break it for me!"

"Break!" With every sound, the Feather Demon Tiger would be blasted apart by Ning Fan's soul power.