, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Entering the Demonic Forest on the fifteenth day.
Ning Fan was holding a small mink, like a cold killer, stalking the second area, harvesting the lives of ghosts and hunting for rosary beads.
For some reason, holding Xiao Diao in his arms, all the ghosts in the soul-melting stage became frightened and frightened, unable to exert 20% to 30% of their true strength.
Ning Fan was slightly confused, but he could only attribute this strange phenomenon to the identity of the little mink, 'Huang Quan Mink'.
In five days, more than 300 soul-melting ghosts were killed, the Zhanli Sword was promoted to a low-grade high-level magic weapon, and Ning Fan harvested 122 soul-melting rosary beads.
He believed that if he completely refined these rosary beads, it would be easy for his spiritual thoughts to break through to the middle stage of the golden elixir!
And the golden elixir sword energy that he had just comprehended was as white as a mountain. He gradually became more proficient in killing each other. With the tip of the sword pointed, shadows of white bones spread everywhere under Ning Fan's feet, which was extremely strange.
As for his sect's contribution, it has reached a terrifying figure.
124954 points! Ranked seventy-fourth in the Ghost Bird Sect’s Merit Monument Ranking!
In the past half month, Ning Fan's contribution has continued to shock the Ghost Bird Sect. At this moment, in the Hall of Merit, countless masters were staring at the Merit Monument, not daring to express their dignity.
"Look, Ning Fan's contribution has added '200' points twice in a row. I want to kill two mid-level spirit-melting ghosts at the same time!"
"Another '1000' point, another Peak Fusion Soul killed!"
"In half a month, I have received more than 120,000 contributions and hunted at least 300 soul-melting ghosts... This Ning Fan, I am afraid that even if he goes up against a master of the golden elixir, he will not necessarily lose!"
Within half a month, Ning Fan's reputation had caused quite a stir in the entire Yue Kingdom, not only among Gui Que, but also among the masters of the outer sect.
Many sect forces that were watching the Ghost Bird Sect received a piece of news. The Ghost Bird Sect has produced a heaven-defying mid-level spirit-melting master named Ning Fan. In half a month, he killed more than 300 spirit-melting ghosts!
This news is enough to frighten the spirit-melting masters, and even the masters in the middle stage of Jindan can't sit still.
Even if he is a master in the middle stage of Jindan, he cannot easily kill so many fusion spirits. If you want to cut through the spirit like chopping vegetables, you must at least have the cultivation level of the peak of Jindan...
The halo of Han Yuanji, a disciple of Qimei City, and the grandson of Ning Heimao, Ning Cheng, gradually faded away. 'Spirit Fusion Killer', this title was given to Ning Fan by some old Jin Dan monsters.
Some old monsters even claimed that Ning Fan was the number one person under the Golden Pill in the Yue Kingdom!
There was an endless stream of old monsters who came to the Ghost Bird Sect to view the Merit Monument. Later, people below the spirit-melting stage were not qualified to enter the Ghost Bird Sect's Merit Hall because there were too many people inside and it was too crowded.
Yan Zhuiyun's eyes were extremely complicated. According to the speed at which Ning Fan obtains contributions, he would have contributed more than 200,000 in one month, surpassing himself.
The merit he had accumulated for more than ten years was not as good as Ning Fan's hard work in a month. This was hard for Yan Zhuiyun to accept, and his fear of Ning Fan faintly deepened.
"That day in Qimei City, I left in time without offending this person to death. It was really the wisest thing I, Yan Zhuiyun, did in my life."
And all the spirit-melting masters showed fear when they saw Ning Fan's skyrocketing merit.
The old monster Rong Ling was already considered a master in the Yue Kingdom, but was he so vulnerable to a young man like Ning Fan?
The ones with the most complicated eyes were Bai Feiteng and Bai Bi, father and son. The old guy can't get along with the old devil. The little guy doesn't look at Ning Fan. It's a pity that the old one can't defeat the old devil, and the young one can't defeat Ning Fan. This is a sure thing.
But now, what is most difficult for Bai Feiteng to accept is that he actually has a trace of fear towards Ning Fan in his heart.
The old monster in the middle stage of Jindan is afraid of the junior in the middle stage of Rongling. This kind of thing is too abnormal. And the arrogant Bai Feiteng found it even more difficult to accept this kind of thing.
In the Hall of Merit, the one who is happiest for Ning Fan to become famous is probably Miss Lanmei.
Although she couldn't smile, her eyes never left the merit monument. Every time the merit monument flickered, she knew that Ning Fan was still safe and sound.
Originally, she was worried that Ning Fan would commit suicide by entering the second area, but now it seems that this worry is unnecessary.
And in the Hall of Merit, there is still a very **** person - the old weirdo from Jimo!
His eyes flashed, and there was shock and coldness in his old eyes.
"I didn't expect that Ning Fan would be so powerful. Could it be that he was responsible for the loss of the ancestor's cauldron? If that's true, I'm afraid Ning Heimo from Ningcheng already hates me so much... This matter needs to be reported to the ancestor!"
...
Rising to fame is the perfect word to describe Ning Fan. However, if Ning Fan knew that he had gained the reputation of the 'Spirit Fusion Killer', he would definitely be unworthy of it.
After all, he was in the late stage of soul-melting, and he had the soul-burning magic power of the Lifting Sword, as well as the mysterious mink, which could intimidate ghosts and prevent them from exerting their strength.
Under the intimidation of Xiao Diao, even the ghosts at the peak of Fusion Soul can only exert their strength in the middle stage of Soul Fusion, and it is easy to kill them.
Killing more than 300 Fusion Spirits sounds horrifying, but in practice, it is not difficult.
His robes were in tatters and stained with blood, making Ning Fan look like a beggar.
After five days of killing, he had consumed all the pills to restore his mana, but he erred on the side of caution and stopped chasing ghosts.
Returning to the stream formation, I took a bath in the stream. Yue Ling had already clumsily set up a fire, roasting the fairy fish, waiting for Ning Fan to return.
And her sister Bing Ling has also woken up. After hearing about the process of Ning Fan saving her, her eyes towards Ning Fan, although still cold, were a little complicated.
"Sister, where should we go from now on..." Yue Ling asked the original question again, but her mentality was completely different.
"I don't know..." Bing Ling, on the other hand, was a little confused and could no longer give an answer.
Back in the formation, Ning Fan ignored Xiao Diao's dissatisfaction, hugged Xiao Diao, and took a mandarin duck bath.
"Kittens and puppies always hate bathing." Ning Fan smiled as he looked at the struggling little mink in his arms. He didn't know it, but the reason why Xiao Diao struggled was not because he hated bathing, but because he didn't want to get along with a **** man.
"I will never let you go!" Xiao Diao chirped helplessly, but no one could understand her threat.
Wash yourself and put on new clothes. Three people and a mink were sitting around the fire, eating grilled fish. Except for Ning Fan, who was not distracted, the two women and the mink all had extremely complicated expressions.
"When will you return to the cauldron ring?" Ning Fan asked calmly.
"Don't you want to see my two sisters..." Bing Ling gritted her teeth. If she had been unwilling to stay with Ning Fan for a moment, now, she felt a strange feeling of reluctance.
"No, but I decided to enter the third area after seclusion. There will be golden elixir ghosts there. By then, I am afraid that I will not be able to protect myself and will not be able to take care of you. You will be in the way..."
"You don't need to explain. You are the master. We will listen to whatever you say."
Bing Ling said this, but her heart felt warm. Ning Fan didn't hate them two, but he cared about...
It's just that Ning Fan doesn't seem to be very good at coaxing women. If he cares, he cares. Why should he say that his sisters are 'in the way'...
In the bonfire, Ning Fan's plain smile was imprinted in Bing Ling's eyes, making it indelible.
Is he an enemy or a master...
...
The two girls returned to the cauldron ring and lived with 15 spirit-melting female cultivators. Ning Fan hesitated about what to do with the two girls.
I can’t bear to take supplements anymore. But letting the two girls go will not be done for the time being. He didn't want to expose the matter of capturing the girls yet, and he didn't want to completely break up with the extreme **** for the time being. Although he also knew that this matter could not be hidden for too long.
"If I have the strength of the golden elixir, maybe I won't be afraid of extreme ****..."
He held the little mink in his arms, sat cross-legged, split the ground with a sword, drew out the earth fire, and began to refine the elixir.
Ning Fan skillfully threw all the elixirs into the broken pill cauldron. This time, he decided to refine 200 soul-nourishing pills at the same time.
The spiritual thoughts in the early stage of the Golden Pill greatly improved Ning Fan's alchemy skills. He believed that he could refine 200 second-level pills at the same time.
Even if it is the fourth-level elixir 'Huaying Dan', Ning Fan is confident that two of them can be refined at the same time, and the elixir-formation rate is extremely high!
His skillful alchemy technique fell into the eyes of Xiao Diao in his arms, and his eyes gradually turned into shock.
In five days, Ning Fan killed 300 soul-melting ghosts in a row. The image of being invincible at the same level has been imprinted in Xiao Diao's heart. However, Xiao Diao has never thought that Ning Fan is so young and his alchemy skills have reached the fourth level.
And Ning Fan seems to have a lot of elixirs. The bulging storage bags even smell of the elixirs that have been around for thousands of years.
Xiao Diao licked his tongue subconsciously, his eyes burning.
"If I swallow his elixir, it will not be difficult to lift the seal and restore my cultivation!"
She took advantage of Ning Fan's alchemy, got out of Ning Fan's arms, and quietly crawled towards the storage bag, but was lifted back by Ning Fan's neck.
"Xiao Hei, don't make trouble. If you make trouble again, I will plant a 'mind ban' on you." Ning Fan frowned slightly.
"What, if you dare to plant a taboo on me, I, I, I... am so scared..."
Xiao Diao wanted to say harsh words, but her whole body started to tremble. She couldn't imagine how miserable it would be if Ning Fan, a great master of Broken Void, planted the forbidden mind to control her life and death.
She obediently stuck out her tongue, suppressing her nausea, and gently licked the back of Ning Fan's hand, like many demon pets, trying to please Ning Fan.
Ning Fan, seeing that Xiao Diao was much more obedient, smiled softly.
"That's good. When my spiritual consciousness breaks through the middle stage of the Golden Core, I will take you into the third area to meet those Golden Core ghosts!"
Upon hearing Ning Fan's words, Xiao Diao looked like he was about to cry.
"No! I am only at the early stage of spiritual integration. If I enter the third formation, I will be chopped into pieces by the Bone Emperor's men! Don't go!"
Mei Ji, who had a dignified cultivation level, was so anxious that she was about to cry.
And the fragrance of the elixir comes out from the broken elixir cauldron. The day when the elixir will be completed is not far away!
...
Three days later, in the formation of "Xishan Travel", a powerful spiritual thought came out, sweeping across 200 miles of woodland. Every ghost that was swept by the spiritual thought showed a look of fear.
The middle stage of golden elixir!
And with the spiritual will in the middle stage of the golden elixir, Ning Fan reached the intensity of his spiritual will for the first time and saw a clue of the black jade.
"This is... "Emperor Soul Fragments"?!" He looked shocked.
"The Fragment of the Emperor's Soul", in ancient times, the four-day immortal world - one of the ancient inheritances of the 'Emperor'? !
