The blood-colored mist surrounds the surrounding dan walls, and in an instant it turned into raindrops and dripped downwards.

In this way, after a long time, the bottom of the dantian was filled with hot and thick blood, and it was gradually rising.

The green little man who had been beside the Dan Wall used his little feet to test the water temperature, and then jumped towards his meridians like a frightened rabbit.

At this time, the mist on Ning'an's body surface became even more intense, almost wrapping his entire body. At the same time, a palpitations of spiritual pressure appeared faintly.

After feeling this spiritual pressure, Wu Xuan, who had been guarding the side, showed a look of surprise. Ning An's appearance was obviously breaking through the neck of the Qi refining bottle.

After a lot of time, within ten feet of Ning'an's body, he was already wrapped in fog. He could no longer see his figure, and the spiritual pressure inside him was also rising steadily.

When I looked into Ning An's body again, I saw that there had been earth-shaking changes in the dantian, and thick and hot blood had already filled it.

When the blood-colored chains are rising and falling in the water, they are still constantly discharging sliver of blood, stirring the surroundings for a burst of tumbling.

At this moment, Ning An became even more nervous, staring at the blood overflowing from his dantian, slowly pinched a magic trick with his hands, and recited the spell again

I saw the blood-colored chains slowly rotating while Ning'an was silently reciting the spell, and then they turned faster and faster, forming a vortex in the center of the dantian.

While the blood kept spinning with the vortex, it gradually threw the black impurities into the outermost side.

These black spots turned into nothingness under the scorching Dan Wall. As the blood speed became faster and faster, there were signs of solidification.

When the black impurities disappeared completely, the blood on the edge gradually turned into sticky ribbon-like shapes and gradually spread out

After half an hour, the blood turned into a thick circle of blood while constantly rotating, surrounding the chains.

At the same time, at the moment when the blood circle was formed, Ning An's whole body shook violently, and the spiritual pressure that kept rising on his body was suddenly pushed to the extreme, and finally frozen.

"Is this the foundation-building stage?" He slowly opened his eyes, Ning An raised his hands and looked over carefully with joy on his face.

I saw a layer of gray-brown muddy attached to it. After shaking slightly, the muddy dirt fell down, revealing her white arms.

He looked into the distance and his eyes suddenly stopped at nearly two hundred feet. There was a black stone box, which was empty inside, but the carving patterns inside the box were clearly visible.

Then he looked into the black fog behind him, and his eyes could penetrate two or three feet away, and he found traces of some large buildings.

After retracting his gaze, he looked at Wu Xuan with a smile in front of him, raised his foot gently, and crossed a distance of more than ten feet in one step, and reached his side.

After feeling a little special pressure around her body, Ning An smiled and said, "Senior Brother Wu Xuan, I can feel that I will be completely repelled by the formation in a few breaths. Let's go out of the valley together."

After looking at Ning'an carefully, Wu Xuan sighed and said, "My junior brother is such a smart person. I guess he has guessed something. This place will be teleported out in a while. Senior brother will not be with you."

After Ning An was slightly stunned, he said with a complicated expression, "No matter what happened, the senior brother is my senior brother, even if he is broken into pieces after leaving the valley."

Hearing this, Wu Xuan laughed, reached out and patted Ning An on the shoulder and said, "Master did not read you wrongly, but you don't have to worry. He has left a way out for a long time. Maybe he won't make you rich, but at least he can keep you safe."

"Senior Brother, what about you?" After a heavy sigh, Ning An asked softly after a while.

Zheng Xuan is the son of the contemporary sect leader. Wu Xuan openly attacked him. Ning An thought about this and felt that Wu Xuan had almost no reason to survive.

"Where is me, I will naturally live well." Wu Xuan laughed loudly. After watching the void cracks appearing behind Ning An, he took a step back, hugged Ning An with a solemn expression and said, "Junior Brother Ning, I will leave today, I don't know when I see you again, take care of you."

"Senior Brother Wu" recalled the many cares of his senior brother before, Ning An showed a strong sad look and stretched out his arm to grab Wu Xuan, but the crack in the void behind him swallowed him in like lightning

At this time, above the entrance of Yin'an Valley, the Master of Yaling was sitting on a huge dragon throne, looking into the distance, revealing a trace of memory.

Zheng Xuan was standing next to him at this time, looking at Master Tong dozens of feet away with anger.

I saw the old man with gray hair and beard completely ignoring the angry Zheng Xuan, staring at the entrance with a hint of nervousness.

Behind the old man, there were seventeen or eighteen monks, and the spiritual pressure on these people was vaguely wandering up and down the Golden Pill Stage.

"Tong Mao" After a while, the Master of Yaling slowly withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "My son has paid back the love I owe you back then. The other six major families have their own ambitions. I don't stop him, but can you consider it and stay for the time being?"

When the old man heard this, he sneered and said, "Zheng Tian, ​​as long as I can resurrect my Taoist partner, or pay the blood debts and blood, you will die or your son will die. As long as one of these two conditions is met, I will stay and continue to work hard for you."

"Bastard!" Zheng Tian was furious when he heard this. He slapped the handrail and stood up suddenly in the splash of wood chips. At the same time, an invisible circle of magic power fluctuations spread towards the opposite side.

He was the only one standing in the air, but facing the dozen famous monks behind the old man, he looked as domineering as he was the only one.

At this moment, a man in gray robe suddenly walked out of the old man's back, and his whole body was like a sharp arrow unsheathed. He raised his arm and slashed hard in front of him.

I saw a blue rainbow dozens of feet wide, swinging out from his arm. After a "swish", the invisible magic power fluctuation was slashed and gradually dissipated in the void.

"Zheng Master Zheng, please calm down. Our six major families have been neutral for nearly a thousand years. But since we are forcing us to express our opinions this time, neither Haoran Sect nor the Demon Sect, we are interested in cooperation. So as far as we have said before, after taking away the disciples in the peak, we have no connection. As for all arrangements in the sect, we still belong to the Jailing Sect, and we will not take them away." The gray-robed man took his arm back and said in a deep voice.

Zheng Tian glanced at the gray-robed man's alert appearance, snorted coldly and sat back slowly

At this moment, at the entrance of the valley, after a wave of magic power, Lian Shan'er's figure stumbled out of a crack in the void
Chapter completed!