The forbidden area of the capital and county, Longtan.
The sky was dark, not because it was late, but because the black mist from Longtan rose into clouds and blocked the sunlight.
The vegetation here is withered and the pools are bloody.
But the blood-smelling water vapor, inhaled into the lungs, was like dew after a long drought, which actually made Ning Fan's demonic power increase a little.
With just one breath, you gain a little bit of demonic power. If you jump into the dragon pool to practice, it will not be difficult for an ordinary monk to transform into a god in a hundred years!
But the premise is that you have to survive a hundred years in Longtan.
There are even more monks whose bodies were shattered by demon power and died while practicing in Longtan. The smell of blood melted into the pool water and still lingers.
Ning Fan's eyes widened. The black pool in front of him, as black as ink and bottomless, was the Dragon Pool that the Luo Yun Monster Clan was so fascinated by and their expressions changed when they heard it!
Long Tan! One step is successful, and the dragon becomes a god. One wrong step, and the body is buried in pieces!
Danger and opportunity always coexist!
"This dragon pool is bottomless, but the further you go down, the stronger the demonic power of the water becomes, and the time required to absorb the demonic power and break through to become a god becomes shorter. Above nine thousand feet, it is a black pool, and below nine thousand feet, it is a black pool. It is the blood pool, where the bones of demon cultivators who have died for countless years have been sunk. Below it, it is said to be the underworld, where dragon corpses are buried, connecting the earth's veins and forming a general trend, so it is called the dragon pool."
"I don't know whether this is the case specifically. With my cultivation in the middle stage of becoming a god, with the power of the conferment, I can only go down to 12,000 feet. As for ordinary great monks, they usually only practice at the position of 1,000 feet. At this depth, Not surprisingly, it takes a hundred years to transform into a god. Some of the great monks who died in this pool in the past years were overestimating their own abilities and trying to sneak deeper down, and their bodies were shattered by the demonic power. Some were attacked by the "dark beasts" of Longtan... Lu Bei, Remember! Things are unpredictable, so act according to your ability!”
"Um."
Ning Fan closed his eyes before coming. He had already found out the information about Longtan.
He didn't enter the dragon pool immediately, but stood with his hands behind his back. The wind could not move for three days.
Three days later. His momentum reached its peak, he took one step forward, turned into a purple rainbow, and jumped into the pool!
Longtan transforms into a god! Ning Fan has waited for this step for too long, too long.
Zihong took the form of Ning Fan at Qianzhang's position. Thick, fishy pond water. He frowned, but in order to improve his strength, he could endure some discomfort.
Thousand-foot location. The speed of demon power cultivation is almost three times that of the outside world.
Demon cultivators from the outside world often stay in seclusion for two to three hundred years to accumulate demon power before they can break through the bottleneck.
If you were here. A demon cultivator with acceptable qualifications can reach the bottleneck after ten years of training!
And if it is at a lower position, the cultivation speed will be faster. Ten years to become a god. This is by no means empty talk, the premise is that Ning Fan sneaks into Longtan to reach the lowest level.
But this place gave Ning Fan a vague sense of crisis, as if someone was watching in the dark, and it must be the dark beast Lu Daochen mentioned.
Ning Fan sent out his spiritual thoughts, but with the strength of his sword thought, his divine thoughts were actually limited within a hundred feet and could not be dispersed at all.
This thick pool of water seems to block perception. That is to say, Ning Fan can sense a hundred feet, an ordinary great monk can only sense three feet, and even Lu Daochen can only sense seventy feet.
After all, they don't have sword thoughts.
Ning Fan frowned. Although the demonic power here was strong, it was far from unbearable.
He took one step forward, transformed into a purple rainbow, and continued to dive downwards.
Two thousand feet, three thousand feet...nine thousand feet!
At nine thousand feet, the pool seemed to be cut by a clear dividing line, with the black pool above and the blood-colored pool below.
In the nine-thousand-foot black pool, the speed of demon power cultivation is almost six times that of the outside world. Transformation into a god here can be achieved in forty or fifty years!
The demonic power poured into his body made Ning Fan feel slightly uncomfortable. He activated the Gangling Spirit in the second level of Jade Life, and the discomfort immediately disappeared.
"I can transform into a god here for forty years, but if I go further down, the time can be even shorter..."
But the further he went down, the more Ning Fan felt that he was being stared at by the dark beast, as if there were thousands of obscure eyes looking at him, which was creepy.
When he stepped into the blood-colored pool, a shadow was like a blade, piercing Ning Fan's dantian, and strangely passed through Gangling's defense.
This black light came too quickly, and seemed to be able to ignore defenses other than magic.
"General, appear!"
Ning Fan's eyes turned cold, and the silver armor appeared around him. The black light hit the breastplate, and he immediately shuddered. A huge force hit Ning Fan's lower abdomen, but it did not shatter the breastplate, but made the black light dizzy. Dazzled, momentarily absent-minded.
The black light flickered, revealing a small black snake beast with sharp teeth that quench poison and wings on its back. It was feared that it was a dark beast watching him in the dark.
A mere little beast was actually a Nascent Soul cultivator. Coupled with its strange escape speed and defense-breaking abilities, quite a few great monks died in the hands of this beast due to carelessness.
Obviously, he did not expect that Ning Fan would be protected by the Earth Mysterious General's armor. The ferocious light in the dark beast's eyes diminished slightly, and he tried to escape as soon as he escaped.
Before he could escape even half a step, Ning Fan slapped him with his palm. The demonic power was shocked, and the dark beast was almost shattered to pieces.
With five fingers, the dark beast was captured in his hand.
Looking at this beast, Ning Fan's eyes darkened.
There is some trouble with this beast... Above nine thousand feet, the dark beasts are only in the early stage of Yuanying, but below, there are probably Yuanzhong, Yuanhou, Yuandian and even the transformed dark beasts. By then, I will not be able to defend myself with my general armor alone. Live this beast for a sneak attack. With this beast watching, it is very dangerous to go below nine thousand feet without anyone to protect you.
Those who can send out the guardians include female corpses and stone soldiers, but neither of them have demonic power or magic. They may not be able to block the dark hand's attack, and may even be injured or killed by the dark beast's sneak attack.
"It seems that I can only practice at nine thousand feet at most. Do I still need to be careful at all times..."
Ning Fan spat out the power of his palm, and the dark beast died. This dark beast was full of poison, and even its demon blood could not be easily refined by himself.
While he was hesitating, the small golden flame car in the storage bag trembled slightly, seeming extremely excited.
"Black Dragon Tomb! This aura must be the Black Dragon Tomb, right?! Evil Star, I'm warning you, let me out quickly, I have already felt it, this is the Black Dragon Tomb, a good place for my cultivation to greatly increase, don't let me go , I will fight with you!"
Ning Fan was surprised. The one making a fuss in the storage bag was naturally the Golden Flame Chariot Spirit - the Black Dragon.
From what he said, it seemed that he knew this dragon pond very well, and even called it the Black Dragon Tomb.
Speaking of which, this black dragon is a thug with demonic power. He is still in the middle stage of becoming a god after all. If there is such an evil dragon to protect the law. Not afraid of dark beasts...
He glanced at it, patted the storage bag, and placed a golden flame car flat in his palm.
Among the car treasures. A black dragon shadow glanced over and confirmed that this place was indeed behind the Black Dragon Tomb. I became extremely excited and wanted to escape from the Golden Flame Car immediately. In the Black Dragon Tomb, I could improve my demon power and even reshape my demon body!
It's just that the poor black dragon has been refined into a chariot spirit by Ning Fan. He wants to leave the Golden Flame Chariot unless Ning Fan's spiritual mind allows him to...
"Let me out! I know. You are afraid that my brother will get the inheritance in the Black Dragon Tomb and accidentally break through the realm of refining, surpassing you ten blocks! You are jealous of me! Evil star, I am warning you again. If you don't let me out, I will I'm going to get serious with you! It's scary when I get angry!"
"Noisy!"
As soon as Ning Fan urged the demon ban, Black Dragon cried out in pain and cursed his mother. His arrogant words gradually became more honest.
"Spare your life! Master, please spare your life! I got carried away, and I am guilty!"
"Hmph! If you speak rudely next time, don't be surprised if you die! I ask you, what is the Black Dragon Tomb!"
Ding!
Black Dragon's heart trembled. I was accidentally too proud just now, so I let my mouth slip and mentioned the Black Dragon Tomb.
This is the secret of the Black Dragon Clan. As the young master, he only knows a little bit about it. Ordinary monsters don't understand it at all!
"Brother, I don't know what the Black Dragon Tomb is..."
"Three breaths! If you don't tell the truth, you will die!" Ning Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense to the black dragon.
One breath!
Two breaths!
On the third breath, the black dragon withered and gritted his teeth and said,
"Okay! Isn't it the Black Dragon Tomb? Just say it! Anyway, except for the Black Dragon clan, no one can get any benefit from this Black Dragon Tomb..." Black Dragon said proudly. It seems that his luck is not bad. He thought he had become a sinful dragon. , it was bad enough. I thought it was bad enough to be slain with dragon claws and transformed into a chariot spirit by Ning Fan, but now that time has turned, I actually discovered a black dragon tomb!
"Let's get to the point!" Ning Fan spat out his palm, and the black dragon demon soul in the golden flame car was on the verge of collapse. At this moment, the black dragon was scared again.
"Don't, don't do it, it will hurt your feelings! Brother said it, brother said it all! This Black Dragon Tomb is actually the tomb of my royal predecessor of the Black Dragon Clan after his death. Under the special terrain, secret techniques are used to guide the dragon's veins. Jackie Chan's Cave preserves the immortal corpses of the royal family, leaving the essence and blood for future generations to devour and absorb... However, only I, the Black Dragon Clan, can obtain the inheritance, and ordinary people cannot get it! Hey, the seniors of the royal family who have fallen here, what if it is the sky? If you are at the demon level, then I will take advantage. If I absorb his demon corpse and demon blood, I will at least be able to break through the broken void!" Black Dragon's eyes showed expectation.
"The Black Dragon Royal Family..."
Ning Fan frowned. From the "Demon Code", he briefly learned that the dragon clan originally had countless branches, but after the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, except for the ancient thunder dragon, there was no other dragon clan that could give birth to king's blood...
But before the great catastrophe, the black dragon clan was once more tyrannical than the thunder dragon.
This means that this dragon pool existed before the world collapsed and Lu Wu fell into sleep?
Under it, there is a corpse of a royal black dragon, sleeping...
The interface of the second realm is fragile, and at most it can only be entered by transformed gods. This means that if there is really a royal black dragon corpse below, it can only be half-step of cultivation.
In this way, it is impossible for the celestial demon corpse that the black dragon is expecting to appear. At most, it will be a demon corpse that transforms into a god...
Black Dragon, I'm afraid he will be disappointed.
But since this place is the Dragon Tomb of the Black Dragon Clan, there must be many ways for this Black Dragon to resist the dark beast.
"Do you have a way to deal with the dark beast?" Ning Fan asked in a deep voice.
"Dark beasts? Just them? They are just my dry food. As soon as I show up, they will all run away!" Black Dragon said proudly.
"Okay! In this case, I am practicing here, and you are responsible for protecting the law. If anything goes wrong, I will activate the demon ban and take your life! Come out!"
Ning Fan pointed at the golden flame car, and the black dragon trembled, flew out of the golden flame car, and transformed into a huge dragon body.
Putting away the golden flame chariot and stepping on the black dragon, Ning Fan ordered,
"Go further down!"
"No problem, I'll take care of it!"
Heilong agreed, but he was so proud that he wanted to laugh.
"This evil star wants to practice in the Dragon Tomb. Okay, it's really good! During this period, I will capture the dark beasts in the Dragon Tomb, obtain the inheritance of the royal family's predecessors, and strive to break through the Void Refining Stage. As long as the Void Refining Stage is broken through, the Demon Restriction will be more powerful. , and he can’t control monsters that are a level higher than his cultivation level, he definitely can’t control me!”
For a time, Black Dragon was full of longing for the future.
But when he crossed the blood pool and stepped into the bottom of the underworld, all his expectations were in vain.
The land of underworld is thirty thousand feet long!
Here, countless skeletons are piled up. At the top of Junlin's skeleton is a half-rotted black dragon corpse.
Observed from the dragon's blood, this black dragon was alive. It should be a half-step cultivation, as expected by Ning Fan. Pretty much the same.
Crackling, Black Dragon's dream of freedom was shattered to pieces.
"God-transforming dragon corpse! It's not a heavenly demon! Damn! Brother Bai is happy! In this case, even if he really swallows this dragon corpse and dragon blood, I can only break through the peak of god transformation!"
"Dragon blood is mine, and the corpse is for you!"
Ning Fan smiled. Ning Fan jumped off the black dragon, flicked his sleeves, and dropped drops of black, sparkling, demonic dragon blood into Ning Fan's hand. Swallow it into your mouth.
The black dragon was in disarray and collapsed.
"Originally, if I swallowed both the dragon corpse and the dragon's blood, I would only reach the peak of divine transformation. If you still steal my dragon blood, I would only reach the late stage of divine transformation! I'll fight with you!"
"If you make any more noise, I won't give you the dragon corpse!"
Ning Fan's eyes darkened and he activated the Demon Restriction. The Black Dragon Sea of Consciousness felt painful and cried for father and mother.
He thought to himself that at least he did not help the evil star in vain. It’s good to finally have a dragon corpse. If it rots, let it rot. It’s better than nothing. I’ll bear with it! Brother ate it!
After eating this dragon corpse, I will practice hard and strive to break through to the late stage of divine transformation. I will also eat some dark beasts to supplement my nutrition. Maybe there is still hope to break through to the peak of divine transformation, or even the void refining stage!
When he thought of this, Black Dragon was no longer downcast.
With a sweep of the dragon's eyes, there seemed to be a dozen dark beasts in the early stages of becoming gods in the darkness. Oh, these are all delicious dry food!
In the darkness, the dark beast was watching Ning Fan. Thousands of eyes were on it. After seeing the black dragon, every one of them felt a chill in their bodies and trembled all over.
The black dragon specializes in eating dark beasts!
The fear of the dark beast is instinctive. Even in front of the black dragon, the dark beast cannot even exert 10% of its strength!
Thirty thousand feet, the demonic power almost bursts the body.
If his body hadn't broken through the second level of his Jade Life, and if he hadn't been protected by the blood of the royal family, Ning Fan would never have been able to adapt to the demon power here.
The speed of practicing here is more than three times that of the outside world!
It’s not difficult to become a god in ten years!
Ning Fan felt even more relieved after seeing the black dragon's incredible restraint against the dark beast.
There is a demon ban here, and unless the black dragon is a level higher than itself, it will not dare to play tricks.
With this evil dragon protecting the law, safety is not a problem. The only thing to worry about is whether the black dragon will break through the void refining stage in one fell swoop if it eats too many dark beasts...
"Don't be afraid! Non-black dragons cannot refine the blood of the dark beast into its poison. When this evil dragon swallows the dark beast and turns the poison into pure demonic power, I will seize its demonic power and swallow it myself, then I can suppress this dragon cultivator. for…"
Ning Fan's eyes flashed, and he issued heavy orders to the black dragon to restrict its movements. He immediately sat cross-legged, patted the storage bag, and took out the Green Flame Grass and the Golden Blood of the Demon Commander.
13 drops of complete golden blood, 84 blood streaks... These are probably the remaining blood of all the demon commanders in the Sleeping Land.
As soon as this blood appeared, the depressed expression of the black dragon who was hunting the dark beast and the protector suddenly became bright.
"Young handsome blood! There are so many of them! This is a good thing..."
Black Dragon couldn't imagine where Ning Fan got so much golden blood.
He swallowed, and then the greed in his heart disappeared in anguish. No, I can't steal the golden blood of this evil star. Although the golden blood is good, I am now under a demon ban and am no match for the evil star...
"That's all, I'll give you the golden blood. Brother, bear it! Brother, eat the dark beast, eat it hard!"
...
It has been nearly three months since I took the golden blood.
For three whole months, Ning Fan remained motionless and silent, as if sitting in meditation. A faint golden light rose up all over his body, and green flames flew up, slowly refining the golden light into his body.
With demon power, Yi Jia broke through and slowly moved closer to Wan Jia.
When the last trace of golden blood is refined, the demon power around the body has reached 1147 armor!
The demon power surpassed ten thousand armors and broke through the edge of becoming a god. At this moment, Ning Fan opened his eyes, and with a thought, all the golden light and green flames were absorbed into his body, where they were undergoing final refining.
"Demon power, Wanjia...it's time to start, gather the demon power, and attack the bottleneck of god transformation..."
Patting the storage bag, he took out Pojiang Dan, Xuanxue Dan, and Lihe Dan. In addition to these three pills, there was also a fourth Yunsheng Dan.
The Yunsheng Pill was enough to increase the chance of success in transforming into a god by 10%, but it was a secret medicine given by Lu Daochen.
Four pills can increase the chance of success by 35%, plus the demonic power and the ability to comprehend two artistic conceptions. It would be too embarrassing if Ning Fan failed to break through to become a god.
In four months, Lu Waner has successfully refined the phoenix wings and is guarding the dragon pool, waiting for the moment when Ning Fan breaks through the barrier and becomes a god.
For four months, the demon concubine also came occasionally. Of course, her focus was still on the boundary map and the road.
Four months. Lu Daochen held a compass and used secret techniques to determine Ning Fan's diving depth.
When the compass shows. When Ning Fan was 30,000 feet deep in the underworld, Lu Daochen looked shocked.
He didn't know what Ning Fan had done. Dive to such a depth, but ask yourself, you are afraid of the power of the dark beast, and you will never dare to dive that deep...
"This boy's methods are still above my expectations... His future life is terrifying! After ten years of becoming a god, I'm afraid this boy can really do it..."
One year, two years. Three years... In the seventh year, within the Pure Fire Department, there was blood for millions of miles, and hundreds of thousands of monsters died. The road to the demon world opens for the second time!
In the eighth year, in the sky over Luoyundu County, the boundary road opened and the glow appeared. A beautiful figure in purple came to Luo Yun with more than a dozen charming goddess-turned-demons!
In the ninth year, war broke out in the Sleeping Land, and the Demon Crown Prince captured three demon tribes. The purple concubine captured the second division and snatched the boundary map. Except for the second and third tribes that were not captured and still retained their boundary maps, the rest of the tribes lost their boundary maps.
Under the protection of Demon Concubine Wu Yan, Concubine Zi did not snatch Ning Fan and Lu Daochen's boundary map for the time being.
But in the tenth year, the Jinghuo Department set its sights on the Luo Yun Department.
Ten years later, it seemed like the smoke had disappeared.
After ten years of hard training, the demonic power was condensed and he transformed into a god step by step.
In ten years, Ning Fan didn't open his eyes once, and he hit the bottleneck of becoming a god again and again.
In the tenth year, he finally broke through that barrier, his mind sank into the heavenly realm, and he appeared in a realm of clouds.
On the top of the sea of clouds, there are three giant monuments.
The three huge monuments are engraved with the names of almost all the god-transforming monks from ancient times to the present. Their respective heights are endless and immeasurable.
Under the three monuments, stood a seven or eight-year-old Taoist boy, holding a fly whisk. He saw Ning Fan walking forward and said indifferently.
"Huh? Are you a monk from the Rain Realm...'The sea of clouds cuts down the mortals, ascends to the sky and becomes a god'. This place is the sea of clouds, and these three monuments are the three monuments of heaven. The purple monument is for demons, the green monument is for gods, and the black monument is for demons. When the tablets are combined, the way of heaven will be harmonious. Monk from the Rain Realm, you only need to complete the three steps of killing mortals and carve your name on the sacred tablet to transform into a god..."
After the Taoist boy finished speaking, his eyes were silent and his expression was arrogant. He had no intention of talking to Ning Fan.
As for the three steps of killing mortals, there is no explanation at all.
"Tiandao Divine Monument, Killing Mortals in Three Steps...Have I lost my mind to the Heavenly Dao..."
Ning Fan stepped closer and glanced at the three monuments. He was secretly surprised by the number of names on the three monuments.
There have been so many god-transforming monks in the world...
If his name is engraved on this tablet, he will be recognized by heaven and become a god-transforming demon cultivator!
If you don't carve it, you can't transform into a god, let alone a demon...
"What does Dongxu mean...how to transform into a demon, how..."
The closer he got to the giant monument, the breath of vicissitudes of life seemed to melt Ning Fan.
Looking across the three huge monuments, Ning Fan suddenly realized that the unfamiliar names of the transformed gods actually had different colors.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple represent the luck at the end of each journey. Most are red, orange, yellow, green and green, with very few blue, and even rarer purple...
It's just that what Ning Fan cares about is not the purple name, but a certain black name among the countless names on the sacred monument.
He didn't pay much attention at first, but after seeing the name clearly, Ning Fan's expression changed.
Liang Yi Xing, Han Yuanji!
"Master! His name is actually on the sacred monument! It's unmistakable. There is a rare aura of Master's inscription in this name. I won't admit it!"
"Why is it black? Why is the color of Master's name so different? Could it be that this is the key to transforming into a demon?!"
He glanced at the three giant monuments and gradually discovered that for every tens of thousands of people, there would occasionally be a black name mixed in. His eyes fell on the arrogant Taoist boy. This Taoist boy looked young, but in fact he was over a thousand years old and had the cultivation of the late stage of divine transformation.
Ning Fan withdrew his gaze, cupped his fists and said,
"May I ask your Excellency, why do the names on this Tiandao Divine Monument have different colors?"
"Oh! You can actually see the difference in the colors of different sacred monuments!"
Tao Tong's eyes changed.
Just because that color is luck, ordinary monks cannot see it at all. Generally speaking, only true immortals can see it. In the Zhangbei Immortal Mansion to which the Taoist belongs, there is only one person out of ten who can see luck when Shattering the Void, and there is only one person out of ten who can see luck under Transformation!
Immediately, his arrogant expression faded, he put away his fly whisk and gave Ning Fan a fist.
"Fellow Taoist has extraordinary vision, he is truly extraordinary! I am affiliated with Xuanwu Star in Beimingtian Void Realm, and I am the guardian Taoist of the 'Immortal Emperor Palming the Stele'. I have a Taoist name. Please give me your honorable name, fellow Taoist!"
With a bone age of a thousand years and in the late stage of divine transformation, this Taoist boy named Yiqing has outstanding qualifications. Even on Xuanwu Star, he is not weak in reputation. It is rare for Xuanwu star heroes to be able to be seen in a clear eye. But today, Ning Fan made this clear and his vision brightened.
Before this child has completely transformed into a spirit, he can read the color of his luck, and he is destined to be an extraordinary person.
This kind of talent is worth making friends with yourself!
"Excellent, Ning Fan!"
Ning Fan clasped his fists. There is no point in concealing your name in front of the Taoist monument.
Kill the mortal in three steps and carve a name to transform into a god. The name cannot be concealed.
There have been so many divine guests in the past who can make the Taoist boy look at him, but very few...Ning Fan is the only one!
"Fellow Taoist can recognize luck. I'm afraid that if fellow Taoist turns into a god and carves a monument to condense luck, he will need the help of Senior Sister Beili..."
The Taoist boy took out a green talisman and muttered something.
It has been thirteen years since the cultivator of the Transformation God read out the luck.
Tao Tong had a vague feeling that Ning Fan would shock the sea of clouds today.
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Thanks to aa116 for the 1st reward, the first master in this book, thank you!
