No matter how mentally prepared Zhao Ziming was, he didn't expect that the first level of the "Refining the Void Ancient Scripture" would be so dangerous.

In a short period of time, before he could react, he was seriously injured by the sun's essence, his flesh was scorched, his organs were exhausted, and he was facing a state of near death.

His strong physique and the powerful recovery ability of the bloodline only barely saved his life, and his vital signs continued to weaken as the Sun Essence continued to infuse.

Zhao Ziming's consciousness was like a candle in the wind, sinking in boundless pain, and gradually numb.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a return to the light, Zhao Ziming regained his clarity for a moment and realized his situation.

Although at this moment, his body and soul were already on the verge of extinction, and this clarity was immediately blurred, but the instinct to survive prompted him to mobilize the remaining strength in his dry body and protect the few flesh and blood in his body that had not been burned by the essence of the sun.

At this time, Zhao Ziming could no longer distinguish between Yuan Force, Blood Qi and Soul Power, as long as it was power, he would absorb it and cover it outside the intact flesh and blood, forming a layer of protection.

It was this unconscious move that pulled Zhao Ziming back from the brink of death.

If he is still sober, he can find that he has mobilized three forces at the same time, and the three forces operate in an orderly manner and are closely connected, implying an invisible rhythm, just like the truth of heaven and earth.

The essence of the sun was still falling, but it couldn't penetrate the protection laid by the fusion of the three forces, causing more damage to Zhao Ziming, making him have an extra chance of life!

But despite this, Zhao Ziming's situation is still not optimistic, because the fusion of the three forces to fight against the erosion of the essence of the sun consumes too much, and it is not at all what he can withstand in this state!

Time passed slowly, and one after another the protective layers disappeared due to the exhaustion of strength, and the flesh and viscera beneath them were burned, charred, and deprived of vitality.

Fortunately, Zhao Ziming only had a little instinct left, no pain, no despair, and always tried his best to mobilize every remaining strength to protect himself.

For him, life or death is entirely up to Providence, if he can ignite the divine fire before all his power is exhausted, he will live, if not, he will die.

Finally, Zhao Ziming's consciousness could no longer gather the slightest strength, and the essence of the sun was still not exhausted, and the golden light rain in the sky was sprinkled down, and it seemed that in the next moment, this consciousness would be completely engulfed!

At this moment, the speed of the divine furnace filled with gold liquid increased sharply, and a vortex appeared on the surface of the gold liquid, and in the center of the vortex, a small pale white flame rose.

The volume of the flame expanded rapidly, enveloping the Divine Furnace in the blink of an eye, and continued to expand outward, successively enveloping the inner space and Zhao Ziming, who was like a piece of charcoal.

On the other hand, the gold liquid in the divine furnace decreased sharply and finally ran out, while the white flame was like a bottomless pit, still devouring energy.

At this time, the speed of the Divine Furnace had reached a terrifying level, and it was no longer just the energy of the sun, but also the wisps of essence of the sun!

Not only that, but the Yuan Force of various attributes in the air, as well as the majestic earth qi below the earth, were also pulled and gathered like moths to a fire.

As soon as the gold, blue, yellow, green, and other forces of different colors were thrown into the white flame, all of them turned into invisible, and the volume of the white flame no longer increased, but the color gradually faded.

At the same time, a terrifying heat centered on Zhao Ziming spread out in all directions.

Wherever the heat reaches, the rocks crack and crumble, and then melt into fiery red magma, and as for the plants and trees, they wither, burn, and turn into ashes in an instant.

On the hill where Zhao Ziming is located, the fire soared into the sky in an instant, and all kinds of vitality in the air sank, and the ground was surging with earth qi.

Although the vision is only limited to this small area, such a world-changing scene is enough to illustrate the extraordinary nature of the "Refining the Ancient Sutra"!

In the center of the vision, the color of the white flame became lighter and lighter, and finally became a transparent existence, if Zhao Ziming was awake, he would definitely be ecstatic, because this was the final form of the divine fire!

Rumble!

As soon as the divine fire was completed, the speed of the divine furnace in Zhao Ziming's body increased again, the traction power increased greatly, and the speed of the convergence of various vitality qi was further improved.

These vitality were not directly absorbed by the divine fire, but were refined into a cloud of milky white mist, which dispersed into Zhao Ziming's body.

At this moment, Zhao Ziming, who had been suspended in the flames and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, finally moved, only to hear a slight "crackling" sound, but it was a piece of flesh and blood on his body that had turned into charcoal and fell and shattered into powder.

The "crackling" sound sounded one after another, and after a while, the charcoal flesh and blood covered with Zhao Ziming all fell off and turned into powder, and what was left was a pair of white bones!

Fortunately, his important internal organs, because they were protected by the three forces of fusion before, were not completely necrotic, and they were still flashing with a faint blood light.

As soon as the milky white mist fell, it was absorbed by the viscera, and the blood light on the surface of each organ quickly became rich, and the damaged parts began to repair automatically.

The heart was transformed into a blood core by the blood bloodline, which can be said to be the strongest part of Zhao Ziming's body, so it was unscathed, but there was no blood inside, and there was not much blood left in the blood mansion, so it was in a state of silence.

As the milky white mist poured into it, the heart began to beat slightly, and a layer of red and golden blood slowly emerged in the empty sea of blood.

As the source of power for the body, as soon as the heart was revived, the recovery speed of Zhao Ziming's various organs was greatly accelerated, and it didn't take long for him to recover.

At this time, the bloodline of the Blood Clan, which had been sleeping due to the exhaustion of its strength, finally woke up, and a golden snake half a finger long and only the thickness of a hair came out of its heart, swallowing the milky white mist with its head held high.

But the amount of mist is too much, and it is generated too quickly, no matter how hard the little golden snake devours it, it still keeps increasing, and finally wraps Zhao Ziming into a fog ball.

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Wu followed the figure in front of him not far away, like a seasoned hunter tracking down his wounded prey, and he knew that the prey was running out of support.

As one of the seven leaders of the Wind Chasing Bandit Troupe, Wu Li is not the strongest, but he is definitely the most cautious, and it is this caution and not weak strength that makes him firmly in the third position in the group.

Suddenly, the figure in front of him stumbled, and his speed slowed down a little.

Seeing this, Wu Li's eyes flashed with joy, but he still didn't speed up to catch up, but instead slowed down and kept the same distance from the prey.

At this distance, the opponent can't run away, and if he wants to attack reflexively, he will have enough time to deal with it.

Li Fang of Cheng's firm is an out-and-out big fish, before he started, Wu Li made full preparations, secretly observed the former for several days, and knew his daily itinerary and living habits clearly.

It's a pity that when Wu Li attacked tonight, Li Fang's behavior was a little abnormal, and by mistake, he discovered his existence, and Wu Li had to make a hasty move, so that the attack that could have killed him with one blow only seriously injured Li Fang.

But this is enough, the palm used by Wu Li's sneak attack is his means of pressing the bottom of the box, which is not only powerful, but also contains an extremely powerful palm poison.

Li Fang was exhausted after being hit, and he had no time to use his skills to clear the poison, and the toxin should have penetrated into the viscera at this time, and there was no cure.

Wu Li Chengzhu was in his chest, the expression on his face became more and more relaxed, and his steps became more and more brisk.

Sure enough, after another quarter of an hour or so, there was a painful scream in front of him, but it was Li Fang who fell to the ground, rolling and struggling frantically.

Wu Li stopped, staring at all this coldly, without the slightest intention of stepping forward.

The movement in front of him gradually subsided, and finally silence returned, and Li Fang fell motionless in the wild grass, apparently poisoned to death.

Wu Li only then stepped closer, but before that, he took out a talisman from the Qiankun bag, and with a push of the yuan force in his hand, an earthy yellow light mask appeared, protecting him in it.

Coming to Li Fang's side, Wu Li squatted down, reached out and touched the side of the former's neck, and after confirming that he had no pulse, he was really relieved and removed the shield.

Wu Li grabbed one of Li Fang's hands, and in the latter's hand, he tightly held a cyan talisman, and a coiled python was painted on the surface of the talisman, which was lifelike.

"Lin Python Fu, good thing, hehe, worthy of being a person from a big trading house, if you are entangled by this thing, it is estimated that the boss will have to work hard to get out." Wu Li broke Li Fang's hand, picked up the cyan talisman, looked at it in front of him for a moment, and said happily.

This is the reason why he was reluctant to chase Li Fang in close quarters before, once the Lin Python Fu is used, within a certain range, the summoned Lin Python can strangle a seven-trick martial artist alive under the control of the user!

Since Wu Li had always kept a considerable distance from Li Fang, even if the latter activated the talisman at that time, he could retreat to a safe place and wait for the talisman to fail.

And Li Fang also knew this, so he didn't activate the talisman for a long time, and when he wanted to fight to break the net, it was already too late, and he didn't even have the strength to activate the talisman.

Wu Li put away the Lin Python talisman, groped for a while on Li Fang's corpse, took out two Qiankun bags, looking at these two small bags, his eyes showed a fiery color.

Wu Li injected a trace of Yuan Force into one of the Qiankun bags, and dozens of neatly stacked wooden boxes appeared in his senses, and with a thought, one wooden box fell to the ground.

Wu Li opened the wooden box, only to see that it was filled with milky white yuan stones, a little estimate, I am afraid that there are no less than a thousand, he took a breath, and checked the other wooden boxes one by one, and found that they were all the same number of yuan stones.

Moreover, one of the wooden boxes contained a thousand medium-grade yuan stones of better quality!