Sitting cross-legged on the dilapidated futon, Lin Fan looked at the black ding in his hand and stretched out a white finger.

A bit of essence blood appeared on his fingertips, and he gently pressed it against the black blood moon.

The three thousand six hundred handprints engraved in his mind when Li Canghai controlled the fire were pinched at high speed.

One after another handprints flew in front of Lin Fan's chest like flying flowers, and one after another spirit seals surged towards Hei Ding in Lin Fan's hands.

When the first spiritual seal was submerged into the black ding, the dim black ding was magnificent.

The blood moon on Ding's body lit up at once, and the scarlet brilliance emanated in the blood moon.

The vitality in Lin Fan's body was consumed at a high speed, and in just a few breaths, most of the vitality at the peak of the transcendent peak was consumed.

Even his sea of qi, which was several times deeper than that of ordinary people, turned weakly, and a few traces of cold sweat suddenly rolled down his handsome cheeks.

I wanted to stop the decision in my hand, but unfortunately the blood moon on the black ding actually had a nameless traction force.

The scarlet light reflected between Lin Fan's eyes, making him unable to control his body.

Lin Fan was in a hurry, knowing that there were still two days before he would enter the Sword Ruins with Ji Wuwu to practice, and it would be extremely dangerous.

If you really want Hei Ding to cultivate him dry, I am afraid that his trip to the sword ruins will be postponed.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current, one step slow, one step behind.

Lin Fan's eyes were resolute, and he suddenly remembered the golden toad in his mind.

The flattened lower abdomen bulged like a mountain, and a series of frog chirps sounded in the abdomen like muffled thunder.

The meridians in the body run violently, "Purple Qi comes to the east".

A tornado of vitality gathered above his skull.

The wind was raging in the valley, and a wave of vitality up to a hundred feet high appeared above Lin Fan's head.

Vitality poured like drops of water into his body.

With the swarming vitality, Lin Fan's face was blood-red, the spirit seals in his hands were flying, and thousands of spirit seals flew out between his fingers.

The hundred-foot vitality vortex hanging above his head actually showed signs of disappearing and dispersing at this time, and the spatial vitality within thousands of zhang disappeared.

Lin Fan's powerful plundering made the vitality in the valley unable to make up for his high-intensity consumption at all.

Three thousand six hundred Dao Spiritual Decisions, at this time, Lin Fan had just formed a thousand Dao.

Lin Fan's eyes were blood-red, and he secretly regretted his reckless behavior.

Thinking that this Ding is a Shura clan that can refine the supreme realm, thinking that the grade of the Black Ding will never be lower than the eighth order, and thinking that his cultivation at the peak of the extraordinary has just been a bit overwhelming.

But at this time, it is difficult for him to ride a tiger, otherwise he will be devoured by the spirit.

With a horizontal heart, Lin Fan suddenly took a big breath at the lush mountains and forests in the valley.

Countless plants and trees turned yellow and withered in his inhalation, and a blue-green grass and tree essence was plundered by him.

Lin Fan's cheeks, which were almost dripping with blood, turned pale, and his fingers pinched again at high speed.

One after another, the mysterious spirit seals did not enter the tripod body, and the blood moon on the tripod's body was even more enchanting, and the pitch-black tripod body automatically floated in the air, rotating at high speed in front of Lin Fan's chest.

Pulling out the Thousand Dao Spirits again, the grass and tree essence in Lin Fan's body was consumed, and his blood-red face was extremely pale at this time, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

There were still 1,600 seals, Lin Fan was crazy at this time, his divine sense moved, and all the spirit stones in the storage ring flooded him like a mountain.

These spirit stones are all his belongings, even if he usually cultivates, he is also very stingy.

But the scene in front of him made him have no way out, and Lin Fan would have too many scruples in a hurry.

His trembling body shook, countless spirit stones shattered like powder, and a huge and incomparably large vitality suddenly poured into the sky above Lin Fan.

The vitality vortex, which was only a few feet high, suddenly rose up like an air dragon.

"Boom Boom"

After several explosions of air, a tornado hundreds of feet tall appeared over the valley.

Lin Fan's face was resolute, and after several Yuan Qi impacts in his body that far exceeded his cultivation, the thick meridians were already damaged at this time.

Dense cracks are densely packed on the meridians of the whole body.

Lin Fan bit the silver pressure in his mouth, and suddenly introduced the Yuan Qi flow above his head into his body, and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out.

A thousand spiritual determinations poured out again, and the high-speed rotating black tripod let out a cheerful light roar, and the pitch-black tripod body flashed with brilliant brilliance.

A thread of blood flowed at the corner of Lin Fan's mouth, and the meridians in his body were chaotic like hemp ropes, and the broken meridians were full of loopholes.

Lin Fan's body kept trembling, even if he had super resilience, he couldn't withstand such destruction.

The pain of the sword twisting and sword cutting made him frown slightly, and there were six hundred spirit decisions, the only thought in his heart at this time.

The rising sun shone brightly in his eyes, and the corners of his blood-dripping mouth chuckled and whispered, "Sacrifice flesh and blood essence to bless me!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Fan's fair and jade skin suddenly dried up, and his long black hair withered yellow.

His entire body was emaciated, and his jade-like skin revealed a few wisps of black energy.

The once white fingers are now like hideous white bones, only wrapped in a thin layer of skin.

The road is hard, when you move forward.

One phantom spirit seal after another flew out again, and the last six hundred spirit seals were drunk in one go.

There was not a trace of trembling in the fingers that looked like dry bones.

When the last spirit was submerged in the black ding, Lin Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, fell with his arms down and fainted.

A fresh breeze blew through him, raising his long yellow hair.

The blood moon hanging high in Lin Fan's sea of qi actually came out of his abdomen at this time.

Echoing the blood moon on the black ding, the two scarlet blood moons slowly left their respective positions and merged in the air

After dozens of breaths, the blood red that was dissolved together suddenly disappeared into Lin Fan's sea of knowledge.

Lin Fan, who was fainting, frowned slightly, and a blood-colored crescent moon appeared in the center of his shriveled forehead.

The black tripod suspended in the air let out a cheerful roar, and the half-foot-long body of the tripod changed in size in a few breaths.

At this time, the black tripod exuded the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes and fell flat to the ground.

The two arm-thick fire dragons slowly poked their heads out of the mouth, and a pair of eyes spewing endless flames softly looked at Lin Fan who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The black ding roared softly, and the two fire dragons flew out of the black ding, hovering a few times in the sky above Lin Fan.

The body of several zhang gently swung around Lin Fan's body, gently sweeping him into the air.

In the entrainment of the dragon body composed of flames, Lin Fan submerged into the black ding.

A strong flame erupted like a volcano in the ding, causing Lin Fan in the dingzhong to suddenly wake up from his fainting.

In the eyes that he barely opened, there was a time of fire, and countless flames burned above and below him.

Just as he was about to let out a few screams, Lin Fan suddenly found that the flames around him didn't seem to feel any temperature.

Stretching out his bone-like fingers, he gently held a few white flames in the palm of his hand, and the white flames beat playfully in his hands, as if they were very attached to him.

Endless flames slowly melted through his skin into his body, and puffs of black, foul-smelling smoke were incinerated by the flames.

The flames that should have burned all things are full of life.

Lin Fan's broken meridians were quickly repaired, and even the vitality that had disappeared in his flesh and blood was quickly replenished.