Grasping Evil

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The first step is to outline a hundred array patterns on Mingque's body.

The second step is to introduce its virulent poison into the pattern, leaving only a few for the bright bird of Jindan to devour, and the rest, seal!

The first step is to outline the pattern without any mistakes. In terms of Ning Fan's Spiritual Mind and Formation Dao cultivation, it is not difficult. But the second step involves the steps of separating the seal and separating the virtual poison... This step, Ning Fan is not too sure, even after taking several fire-type elixir for the comatose Mingque, he can grasp it. Still less than seventy percent.

The surrounding fire power, the more violent the suppression of the virtual poison, the greater the success of sealing the virtual poison.

Ning Fan stood on top of a hot flint, looking at the dark blue lava under his feet, after a moment of pondering, he held Ming Que in his arms with one hand, and the other hand drove the black magic flame to protect his body, but he jumped into the lava.

sink. The further down, the more powerful the lava fire, and Ning Fan's mana was quickly exhausted in the process of resisting the fire. He took out a ten thousand year elixir named Xuanzhi, took a bite, and immediately, the mana filled up.

Wannian Xuanzhi...a rare and directly edible Wannian elixir that cannot improve cultivation, but can quickly restore mana, its price is extremely expensive, and ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators may not be able to afford it.

This Xuanzhi was provided by Ming Luo, and Ning Fan didn't feel any distress. At this moment, saving people first, all the waste of elixir is not worth mentioning.

The mana was depleted again and again, filled again and again, and each time, it would make Ning Fan's mana more condensed. At the bottom of the magma, Ning Fan held back the castration and did not dive again, Wannian Xuanzhi had already eaten one third of it. If you dive again, your mana might not be enough to return to the volcano.

The strength of the fire here is far beyond Ning Fan's expectations. Under this fire, the poison in Mingque's body will inevitably be suppressed. The success rate of Ning Fan's seal of virtual poison has increased again!

His eyes narrowed, and he pointed out a black flame, holding up Mingque's body, and his spiritual sense did not enter Mingque's body, and immediately, it began to be frozen.

This bizarre method of freezing the mind, and the rain pond on the second floor of the grave, is like a retreat. It seems that at that time, the reason why Ning Fan's spiritual sense was frozen was this reason.

But this place is not the second layer of rain ponds, and Ning Fan has devoured the earth vein demon fire of Black Demon Flame! There was a flash of black flames in his eyes, and the freezing in his spiritual sense instantly melted. Spiritual sense is in Mingque's body, carefully walking along the meridians, a little bit, introducing the virtual poison into the array pattern on the body surface.

One, two... ten!

Twenty, thirty... all the way to the forty-third!

Ning Fan was always engrossed, and did not use any spiritual sense for other purposes. False Poison was also slowly guided by him, completing the seal of the forty-three veins.

Just at this moment, one after another life-and-death crisis suddenly came from behind... A beast roar turned out to be a fire spirit formed inside the volcano.

These fire spirits are all bodies of dark blue flames, and each of them is only a fusion spirit-level cultivation base... But out of sneak attacks, the spells of the fire spirits hit Ning Fan, even if there is a silver light through the body. At the physical realm, he was still seriously injured immediately... and the 43rd Immortal Vein Sealing Poison almost failed!

"Mere Fire Spirit, court death!"

His brows froze, and with a shot of Tianling, he summoned the incarnation of the soul!

A black-clothed figure stepped out of Ning Fan's body in one step, his appearance was the same as Ning Fan's, and half of his face seemed to have a few mysterious lines. And his expression, with murderous intent and anger,

Half-step Nascent Soul level momentum, swept across the sea of ​​fire!

"Which Fire Spirit was the one who hurt me just now, preventing me from saving people, courting death!"

Incarnated as Ning Fan, it was like a ghost walking through. Every time he pointed, the vast mana was scattered, and a few fire spirits must explode and die. After these fire spirits exploded, they would occasionally produce a red spirit bead... The incarnation of Ning Fan put this bead in his hand, his eyes showing a cold glow.

"Yao Dan... Only by slaughtering the golden core monsters can you get the opponent's demon core... These fire spirits, it seems that some, have reached the edge of breaking through the golden core... Unfortunately, you have provoked me, in this life, There will be no chance of living and forming a pill!"

The avatar Ning Fan turned his head and said to the person Ning Fan, "You save Ming Que again, I'll kill you!"

"rest assured."

This person incarnates, is a soul divided into two... Both of them are not Ning Fan, it should be said that they are only half of Ning Fan. The left hand and the right hand will never quarrel... The two are different parts of Ning Fan.

Many cultivators above Shattered Void like to sacrifice the second incarnation...because, there is only oneself in the world, and they will never betray themselves. They have been practicing Taoism all their lives, being cautious, and in the end, they don't believe in anyone, but only in themselves.

The incarnation is oneself, and the clone is an illusion... This kind of mystery is indescribable.

It was just after incarnating Ning Fan and dipping into the deeper magma, the screams of slaughter gradually disappeared.

In the distance, the person Ning Fan is still calm, sealing the poison for Xiao Mingque.

The injury is not light... But at this moment, Ning Fan has no time to heal, so he forced the injury to save people!

"Brother Bing...Thank you...you are so kind..." Mingque, who was in a coma, opened his eyes vaguely and smiled sweetly at Ning Fan.

"No need to thank me...does it hurt?"

"No...it doesn't hurt..." The virtual poison seal is an extremely painful thing, but Mingque still made an inadvertent smile.

This is a strong little girl.

"Hold on, it's going to be soon... I'll give you a condensed cake to eat." Ning Fan coaxed the child, and Mingque's eyes suddenly filled with anticipation, and the pain seemed to no longer hurt.

"Definitely."

Fifty, sixty... ninety-ninth...

Ning Fan's seal of virtual poison is difficult to be perfect because of his injuries, but he finally completed ninety-nine seals... The last one is to run through all the seals. From then on, nine-tenths of the virtual poison in Mingque's body will be sealed in Body surface pattern. One-tenth of the virtual poison was sealed in Ning Fan's body and released at a slow speed for him to refine.

It only takes the last seal to succeed... But Ning Fan, with a solemn gaze, found that the last seal, no matter what, he couldn't seal it!

He found that there was a seal hidden in Ming Que's embankment, a... Dan Feng!

Dan Feng, the master of high-quality medicinal pills, in order to prevent the medicinal pill from being swallowed by people other than himself, he will plant medicinal medicinal pills in the medicinal pill... If this medicinal pill falls into the hands of other people and does not know there is a medicinal medicinal pill, he will take it rashly. The pill seal is activated, and the pill will be wiped out...

If you can't get it yourself, you can't let others get it... This is the style of many masters.

Ming Que is an alchemy demon... And she actually has an elixir seal in her body... This confirms a bad conjecture of Ning Fan... Ming Que is indeed an alchemist, created artificially! And that alchemist planted an elixir in Mingque's body!

It was this Pill Seal that hindered Ning Fan, the last seal!

"Brother Bing... what's wrong..." Mingque blinked her eyes. Her virtual poison was almost sealed, and her consciousness gradually became sober, as if it were normal.

"It's nothing...just mere pill seal... mere ninth rank alchemist...the pill seal laid down by me!"

Ning Fan's face sinks like water... A 7th rank alchemist can refine the Void Fragmentation Elixir, and a 9th... 9th rank alchemist must be the most famous among true immortals. And he is already a Rank 9 alchemist, but he is still designing alchemy... What does the alchemist want to do? Want to refine a pill that surpasses rank nine? !

He and the mysterious alchemist have no grievances or enmity, but since he has a relationship with Mingque, it is impossible to watch Mingque one day be eaten by the alchemist.

Ning Fan didn't have the 9th-turn alchemy technique... but Ning Fan had several ways to break the 9th-turn alchemy.

The cold light in his eyes moved, but he immediately put it away, and smiled at Mingque as if nothing had happened.

"Don't worry, the hundredth seal will be fine soon... From today, you will be free."

Ning Fan took out the bottles and jars and started grinding the medicinal liquid...

And half an hour later, Dan Feng, broken! The hundredth seal, formed!

In an instant, Mingque was soaring, its small body floated gently, and it slowly transformed under the magma.

The breath suddenly increased, from the early stage of Jindan, to the middle stage, to the later stage, and then to the peak!

There is also a supreme cold majesty, in Mingque's eyes, it gradually takes shape... A majesty that is extremely incommensurate with her body!

...

At the same time, in the extreme east of the Rain World, in the endless sea, on a huge floating island, a statue of a goddess suddenly appeared in black light.

And the masters of the island, all at this moment, are full of surprises.

"Goddess, goddess! The goddess did not abandon us, the goddess is back!"

An old priest in the realm of the gods, tremblingly knelt down in front of the statue of the goddess... and all the clansmen, at this moment, knelt down!

If you look closely, you will find that although these cultivators are human races, they are neither divine veins nor demon veins... but demon veins! Even in ancient times, it was not an immortal vein that the human race could condense!

One by one, exuding tyrannical demon power, dignifiedly transforming into gods and old monsters, but in front of the statue, they knelt and kowtowed.

All, because of this statue, the person who was enshrined was the queen of the ancient ghost bird.

His name is Si Cang!