Chapter 1783: Refining (more for Big Brother Tim)

When everyone thought that Lanzhou would calm down temporarily, the waves came up again!
Nearly half of the territory controlled by the Nangong family and the major gates, sometimes some small gates collapsed overnight, and the situation is exactly the same as before.
Some ancestors are relatively lucky, except for the inexplicable disappearance of some saintly strong men, but it is all right.
Over time, I gradually realized that it was wrong, wouldn't it become a lamb to be slaughtered, and sooner or later it would be their turn.
The crowd swept away in the direction of the Nangong family, but the reality made them more desperate. Regardless of the question, the Nangong family was willing to stay and would not drive people out.
The problem is that the Nangong family's territory is so large. How many people are there in half of Lanzhou, and they cannot squeeze so many people.
It was at this time that news spread, and the War God Temple kept one side safe!
The crowd immediately turned around in the direction of the Temple of War. In their opinion, as long as they can survive, it is enough, no matter who they are attached to, it is insignificant in front of life and death.
Nangong family can not protect their safety, but the temple of war can, why not find the temple of war?
The situation in Lanzhou changed suddenly. The territory of the Temple of War did not continue to expand, but the population was skyrocketing.
These are not involved in the gates and can be easily controlled.
The sages of the God of War Temple were so busy and swollen that they expanded rapidly, and even the establishment of the Tang Yimu faith was very smooth. Honghuang has never had such a bright and honest faith.
Before death, Honghuang people also let go of their inner pride. It is the most important thing to live. These are things Fang Bai did not expect.
Besides, Fang Bai didn't know what was happening outside at this time, and was worried in front of the diaphragm.
Through that layer of diaphragm, I feel the surging chaos, I don't know how powerful it is, but there is no way, there is no way to enter.
More than a year has passed, and it is still inaccessible!
In the beginning, it was not so difficult in the Halloween continent. Nowadays, I am not sure how many times stronger, but the efficiency is getting lower and lower, and there is no movement for more than a year.
Jin Jiuyang refined and died in the flood, and at least he did it. He has no chance to do it now.
Does it take decades or even hundreds of years?
Fang Bai can't wait!
Aoki tripod!
Suddenly remembered Qingmu Ding, King Yu Shen could drain the power of the flood through Jiuding, Qingmu Ding played a media role, and there must be a way.
Divine thoughts swept away, and Aoki Ding emerged out of nowhere, slowly moving towards the diaphragm.
Without a pause, Qingmu Ding went deep into the diaphragm and melted into it. Fang Bai thought about it and hurriedly retrieved Qingmu Ding. If he entered the place of origin and cut off the connection of divine thought, the fun would be great.
Now that Aoki Ding can pass, things are much easier.
Shining body enters the tripod, the divine thought urges, and Qingmu tripod passes through the diaphragm like a streamer and enters the place of origin.
Divine mind was released, and he felt the chaos of chaos, Fang Bai laughed absurdly, wasting more than a year in vain.
Out of Aoki Ding, there was a huge pressure rolling immediately, Fang Bai's body was shaking, his face turned pale instantly.
"So strong!"
I hurriedly urged Dragonscale Armor to feel more comfortable. If it weren't for his physical strength, he would have been unable to adapt.
No wonder Jin Jiuyang will die, Fang Bai even doubts whether he can stand here.
Fang Bai felt relieved after running the exercises and adapting to the pressure around him.
Looking up at the thick and strong chaos, it is at least twenty times richer than Halloween. It does n’t matter if the flood can be refined, even if it can be refined, I do n’t know which year to wait.
It's hard to say if a saint can live that day!
"How can we drain the power of Hong Huang?" Fang Bai frowned slightly, looking away, helpless.
"Refining?"
Fang Bai didn't want to take risks, and Jin Jiuyang's lesson learned from the past, he couldn't do what he wanted to do.
"What do you do then?"
Fang Bai smiled helplessly, so just watching is not the way.
Suddenly, his eyes brightened, and Aoki Ding rose up into the air, the force of devouring madness unfolded, and the air of chaos rolled away.
The improvement of Xiuwei, the power of devouring Qingmu Ding soared, how many times faster than the original I do not know, the atmosphere of chaos, such as the river raging, roaring.
Fang Bai, who was in it, seemed to be slammed hard by the giant waves.
Going on like this is not the way to do it, sooner or later.
Fang Bai gritted his teeth and carefully operated the Chaos Eight Greatness Method. Once he found any discomfort, he stopped immediately.
"what?"
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The chaos of air travels around the body, and turns into a gathering of true qi towards Dantian. Fang Bai suddenly has a wonderful feeling, and the qi is much more solid than before.
"Did it?"
Fang Bai instantly understood that different worlds have different chaos. The strength of the world is ultimately the strength of the source.
The source is strong, the world is strong; the source is weak, the world is weak!
Hong Huang is a self-proclaimed world, and other worlds are collectively called small worlds, which proves that Hong Huang is powerful!
Is the Halloween continent strong enough?
The land of origin is still twenty times worse than the flood, and the air of chaos is naturally stronger.
For example, the more pure the aura, the more solid the cultivation of the true energy, and the stronger the performance!
No discomfort was found, Fang Bai let go of it completely, the chaos air rolled back, and the true air swarmed towards Dan Tian. The amount of true air did not change much, but the intensity became stronger!
Qingmu Ding runs, forming a huge vortex, Fang Bai is in the center of the vortex, the speed of absorption is not much faster.
In the blink of an eye, three months have passed, and Fang Bai felt that he had changed from beginning to end. He didn't really increase his qi, but was much stronger.
call!
Changshu breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and the thoughts were scattered outward. The root of cultivation could not solve the problem, but we still had to try to extract the power of the flood.
"Is mystery in Aoki Ding?"
Fang Bai frowned. While running the exercises, Shen Shen sank into Qingmu Ding, swiping a little, without letting anything suspicious.
A day later, Shen Nian withdrew from Aoki Ding, without any clue.
In desperation, at the same time as cultivating, there is no other way to think about it.
Unconsciously, it was more than half a year later, and several attempts have been made. All of them have no effect. Without desperation, I swept Aoki Ding, and found no answer.
"Are you really trying to refine?"
Thinking about the death of Jin Jiuyang, Fang Bai frowned, and he didn't want to end the same.
Time flies, three years before and after entering the ground, except for the qi becoming more condensed, there is almost nothing to gain.
"Then try it!"
Fang Bai finally made up his mind and tried to refine the road.
With his current strength, even if he can't refine, he won't end up in the end like Jin Jiuyang?
Peace of mind, after a long time, the divine thoughts slowly dispersed and began to refine.
The stronger the air of chaos, the more difficult the refining is, and Fang Bai is careful, for fear of accidents.
The fact is that apart from the slower speed, nothing is wrong.
"Is the legend wrong?"
Fang Bai frowned slightly. Since there was nothing wrong with it, he was assured of refining boldly, and then he stopped when he found something wrong.
Time flies. It has been ten years since the blink of an eye has entered the underground world. It went smoothly beyond expectations, and some could not believe it.