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The first step is to outline a hundred formation patterns on Mingque's body.
The second step is to introduce its virtual poison into the formation pattern, leaving only some for the bright bird with golden elixir cultivation to devour, and seal the rest!
The first step is to outline the formation pattern, leaving no room for error. It's not difficult based on Ning Fan's spiritual thoughts and formation skills. But the second step involved the steps of separating the seal and separating the virtual poison... Ning Fan didn't have much confidence in this step. Even after giving the unconscious Mingque several kinds of fire-attribute elixirs, Ning Fan was sure that Still less than 70%.
The more fiercely the surrounding fire power suppresses the virtual poison, the greater the chance of sealing the virtual poison.
Ning Fan stood on a piece of hot flint, looking at the dark green lava under his feet. After pondering for a moment, he held Mingque in his arms with one hand, and used the other hand to use the black magic flame to protect his body, but he jumped into the lava.
sink. The further down, the more powerful the lava fire becomes, while Ning Fan's magic power is quickly exhausted in the process of resisting the power of fire. He took out a ten-year-old elixir called Xuanzhi, took a bite, and immediately became filled with mana.
Ten Thousand Years Xuanzhi... a rare ten thousand year elixir that can be taken directly. It cannot improve cultivation, but can quickly restore mana. It is extremely expensive, and ordinary Yuanying monks may not be able to afford it.
This Xuanzhi was provided by Ming Luo, but Ning Fan didn't feel any distress at all. At this moment, saving people comes first, and all the waste of elixirs is not worth mentioning.
The mana is depleted and replenished again and again. Each time, Ning Fan's mana becomes more concentrated. At the bottom of the magma, Ning Fan held back his strength and stopped diving. One-third of the ten thousand years of xuanzhi had been eaten. If you dive further, your own mana may not be enough to return to the outside of the volcano.
The power of the fire here was far beyond Ning Fan's expectations. Under this power of fire, the poison in Mingque's body could not help but be suppressed. Ning Fan's success rate in sealing virtual poison has increased again!
With a sharp look, he lit up a black flame and lifted Mingque's body up. His spiritual thoughts entered Mingque's body and immediately began to be frozen.
This strange method of freezing spiritual thoughts is like retreating from the rain pond on the second level of the underworld tomb. It seems that this was the reason why Ning Fan's spiritual thoughts were frozen at that time.
But this place is not the second layer of rain pond, and Ning Fan has swallowed up the black demon flame, the earthly demon fire! Black flames flashed in his eyes, and the freeze in his mind melted instantly. In Mingque's body, the divine thoughts carefully travel along the meridians, and little by little, introduce the virtual poison into the formation patterns on the body surface.
One, two... ten!
Twenty, thirty...all the way to the forty-third!
Ning Fan was always concentrating, not using any of his spiritual thoughts for other purposes, and the virtual poison was slowly guided by him, completing the sealing of the forty-three meridians.
But at this moment, life and death crises suddenly came from behind...the roars of beasts turned out to be the fire spirits taking shape within the volcano.
These fire spirits are all bodies of deep green flames, and each of them has only the spirit-melting level... But out of a sneak attack, the spells of the fire spirits hit Ning Fan one by one, even with the silver light penetrating body. In the physical realm, he was still seriously injured immediately... and the 43rd immortal vein sealed the poison and almost failed!
"Just a fire spirit, seeking death!"
With a cold expression on his brows, he patted the heavenly spirit and summoned the incarnation of his soul!
A figure in black stepped out of Ning Fan's body. His appearance was the same as Ning Fan's, but there seemed to be a few mysterious lines on half of his face. And his expression was full of murderous intent and anger, with a half-step Nascent Soul level momentum, sweeping across the sea of fire!
"Which fire spirit hurt me just now? It's trying to prevent me from saving people. It's looking for death!"
Incarnate as Ning Fan, walking around like a ghost. With every point, the vast magic power spreads out, and several fire spirits must explode and die. After these fire spirits explode, they will occasionally produce a red spirit bead... The incarnation of Ning Fan holds this bead in his hand with a cold look in his eyes.
"Demon elixir... Only by killing the golden elixir monster can you obtain the opponent's demon elixir... It seems that some of these fire spirits have reached the edge of breaking through the golden elixir... It's a pity that you have offended me. In this life, you will... There is no chance of surviving to form the elixir!"
The avatar Ning Fan turned his head and said to the human Ning Fan, "You save Mingque again, and I'll kill someone!"
"rest assured."
When this person incarnates, one soul is divided into two people... Neither of them is considered Ning Fan. It should be said that both of them are only half of Ning Fan. The left hand and the right hand will never argue...the two are different parts of Ning Fan.
Many monks above Broken Void like to sacrifice to the second incarnation... because they are the only ones in the world who will never betray themselves. They practice Taoism all their lives and are cautious. In the end, they believe in no one but themselves.
The incarnation is oneself, and the clone is an illusion... This kind of mystery is difficult to describe.
However, after transforming into Ning Fan and submerging deeper into the magma, the screams of killing gradually faded away.
But in the distance, Ning Fan remained calm and composed, sealing the virtual poison for Little Mingque.
The injury was serious... but Ning Fan had no time to heal at this moment, so he forced himself to suppress the injury and save people!
"Brother Pancake...thank you...you are so kind..." Mingque, who was in a coma, vaguely opened his eyes 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 smiled casually.
This is a strong little girl.
"Hold on, it's going to be soon... I'll make some pancakes for you after sealing the virtual poison." Ning Fan coaxed the child, and Ming Que's eyes suddenly filled with expectation, and the pain seemed to no longer hurt.
"Definitely."
Fifty, sixty...ninety-ninth...
Ning Fan's seal of the virtual poison was difficult to perfect due to his injuries, but he finally completed ninety-nine seals... The last one connected all the seals together. From then on, nine-tenths of the virtual poison in Mingque's body will be sealed in In the pattern on the body surface. One-tenth of the virtual poison was sealed in Ning Fan's body and released at a slow speed for him to refine.
All it takes is the last seal to succeed... But Ning Fan discovered with solemn eyes that he couldn't seal the last seal no matter what!
He discovered that there was a seal hidden in Mingque's embankment, a... Dan Seal!
Danfeng, the owner of high-quality elixirs, will plant a Danfeng in the elixir to prevent it from being swallowed by anyone other than himself... If this elixir falls into the hands of others and they do not know that there is a Danfeng and take it rashly, then The elixir seal is activated, and the elixir will be wiped out...
Don't let others get what you can't get... This is the style of many masters.
Ming Que is an alchemy demon... and there is actually a pill seal in her body... This confirms Ning Fan's bad guess... Ming Que is indeed an alchemist, artificially created! And that alchemist planted a pill seal in Mingque’s body!
It was this pill seal that hindered Ning Fan, the last seal!
"Brother Pancake...what's wrong..." Mingque blinked. Her virtual poison was almost sealed, and her consciousness gradually became clearer, as if she were normal.
"It's nothing...it's just a pill seal...a pill seal set by a ninth-level alchemist..."
Ning Fan's face was as heavy as water... A seventh-level alchemist can refine the Void-shattering Pill. A ninth-level... ninth-level alchemist must be famous among the true immortals. And he is already a ninth-level alchemist, but he is still designing the alchemy... What does the alchemist want to do? Want to refine an elixir that surpasses the ninth level? !
He had no enmity with the mysterious alchemist, but since he had some relationship with Mingque, it was impossible to watch Mingque being eaten by the alchemist one day.
Ning Fan does not have the Nine-turn Alchemy Technique...but Ning Fan has several methods to break the Nine-turn Alchemy Seal.
The cold light in his eyes flashed, but he immediately put away the cold light and smiled at Mingque as if nothing had happened.
"Don't worry, the hundredth seal will be ready soon... From today on, you will be free."
Ning Fan took out bottles and jars and started grinding the medicinal liquid...
And half an hour later, the Dan Feng was shattered! The hundredth seal takes shape!
In an instant, Mingque's momentum was flying, its small body floated gently, and it slowly transformed under the magma ground.
The aura suddenly improved, from the early stage of the golden elixir, to the middle stage, to the late stage, and then to the peak!
There was also a supreme cold majesty, which gradually took shape in Mingque's eyes...a majesty that was extremely incompatible with her body!
...
At the same time, in the far east of the Rain Realm, in the endless sea, among the 13,000 islands, a statue of a goddess suddenly appeared on a huge floating island.
At this moment, all the masters from the island were filled with surprises.
"Goddess, it's Goddess! Goddess didn't abandon us, Goddess is back!"
An old priest who was in the state of becoming a god knelt down tremblingly in front of the statue of the goddess... And all the tribesmen knelt down at this moment!
If you look carefully, you will find that although each of these monks is a human race, what is condensed in their bodies is neither divine veins nor demonic veins...but demonic veins! A kind of immortal vein that even in ancient times could not be condensed by humans!
All of them exuded tyrannical demonic power, and they were dignified old monsters, but they were kneeling and kowtowing in front of the statue.
Everything is just because the person who once enshrined this statue was the princess of the ancient Hades.
His name is Sicang!
