Chapter 177: Source of Refining Flame Fire God

& The voice spread, and the expressions of everyone in the entire field changed. Looking at Meng Fan's disappearing back, a huge surprise appeared on his face.
However, there was not much time left for everyone to think. With the support of Feng Lao's vitality, everyone successfully found a way to leave.
Standing in place, Meng Yuhun's expression moved, and an incredible expression appeared in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Meng Fan still survived under Feng Lao's attack. Although he was half dead, he did not watch Meng Fan die in person.
Gritting his teeth unwillingly, Meng Yuhun had no choice but to open quickly. On the side, Yang Tian's body trembled, looking at the direction of Meng Fan's disappearance, her eyes flickered, and she recalled the situation in her mind that Meng Fan couldn't survive just now.
This time, the Meng family did not kill Meng Fan, and had already left an unimaginable enemy for himself. As long as Meng Fan was given time, perhaps what he said... was not vain!
"Meng Fan, remember to live!"
Red lips moved lightly, Yang Tian murmured. Despite the many men he had seen, Meng Fan was the one who impressed the most in his mind.
In the sky, the space collapsed instantly, and the surroundings were directly transformed into nothingness.
Standing in place, Feng Lao's eyes were indifferent, like a god, and at the same time said coldly, "I want to see people in life, and corpses in death, Meng Fan, I won't let you go!"
The tone fell, with endless anger and... annoyance!
Between the void, there was a dead silence, between a huge jungle, and the space suddenly tore apart, and a figure was directly bounced out.
The power of space is the most profound. The space in the ice cave is shattered, and after Meng Fan suffered such tearing pain, he was naturally sent to nowhere.
A mountain forest, surrounded by rocks, fell heavily on the ground, and Meng Fan sprayed out blood.
Reluctantly sitting upright, Meng Fan felt his body, but smiled bitterly. Although he escaped from the ice cave, Meng Fan was not out of danger.
The injuries on his body were already extremely serious, and even his soul had suffered considerable damage.
To know that facing Feng Lao after a series of battles, Meng Fan was naturally desperate. He didn't know how much his bones were broken. Blood appeared between his eyebrows, and it was obvious that the internal organs were bleeding.
With such an injury, Meng Fan's body may not be able to recover within half a month. Gritting his teeth, Meng Fan knew that the more important thing was his breath, and now he didn't know where he was, and he was seriously injured and couldn't go far.
Once Feng Lao's old dog found and killed him, then Meng Fan knew that he was bound to die.
After gritting his teeth, Meng Fan reluctantly stood up and walked forward quickly.
Step by step volleyed, Meng Fan walked as far as possible to erase all the breath left by him. Along the huge mountain ridge, Meng Fan looked around it, and finally saw a natural cave.
After investigation by Meng Fan, this cave was found to be the lair of a Tier 2 monster, but after Meng Fan stepped into it, the Tier 2 monster immediately flees out of fright.
Even though Meng Fan is now full of scars, but the meaning of killing is not diminished at all, naturally such a beast immediately retreats.
Arriving in the cave, Meng Fan ignored the mess and quickly laid out the surroundings with stones. After erasing all the breath that could show his own news, Meng Fan exhaled heavily, leaning against the wall, restoring his meridians.
However, as the medicinal effect of Han Yudan has gradually disappeared, Meng Fan's body is getting weaker and weaker at this moment, especially the soul injury is even more difficult to recover.
This kind of injury was the worst that Meng Fan had ever suffered. Thinking of the Meng Family and Feng Lao, Meng Fan's five fingers could not help but clenched, his eyes were cold.
With a sneer, Meng Fan sat cross-legged, suppressing the killing intent in his heart. In the next moment, all the medicines for healing wounds were taken out and swallowed at the same time, and the black beads were also wrapped in Ruo Shui Yi.
Holding the bead tightly, Meng Fan suddenly felt that he was accelerating the speed of absorbing the energy of the heavens and the earth. This bead was the incarnation of Ruo Shuiyi and possessed a special power. Without moving in shape, Meng Fan was sitting in the cave for three days.
On the third day, Meng Fan opened his eyes and felt the changes in his body.
Now after three days of repair, the injuries between the bodies have been healed a lot, but the real trouble is the soul injury, which needs to be repaired slowly.
Shaking his head, Meng Fan's eyes flashed, but there is a quick way to repair his soul injury, which is to upgrade himself!
You know, once you upgrade to the same level, your body's blood qi will skyrocket, and your soul power will also be improved. After touching his nose, two objects appeared in Meng Fan's hands. One was the source of the God of Flame and Fire, and the other was the Ten Thousand Years Xuanbing.
According to Ruo Shuiyi's words, by obtaining these two things, he can refine the source of the of flames and absorb the terrifying energy! For an instant, Meng Fan's eyes flickered, his five fingers tightened fiercely, a desire for power flashed in his eyes.
Only with strength can we guarantee that today's things will not repeat itself, and only with strength can we exchange all our hatreds. Gritting his teeth, Meng Fan hated the Meng family to his bones, and he could not think that the cause of his father's death was related to it.
Sooner or later, I will come to Meng's family, and I will ask Meng Tiansheng a clear question!
Closed his gaze, Meng Fan immediately knew that the two items in front of him were the key things to help him improve his strength. He didn't know how far the Nishen scroll would reach if it reached the level of the wild character. Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Meng Fan immediately prepared to go.
All around the cave are tightly sealed and locked, and some enchantments are arranged around it. Naturally, the place where you are going to retreat needs absolute silence.
After handling everything, Meng Fan sat in the same place, looking at the two things in his hand, and immediately after the next moment his palm moved, Wannian Xuanbing had already appeared.
This Ten Thousand Years of Profound Ice has a powerful cold attribute, Meng Fan's eyes flickered, and he swallowed it in his abdomen in the next moment.
Suddenly, a powerful cold attribute ice cube appeared in Meng Fan's body, and the terrifying cold power of such ten thousand years of profound ice even directly frozen Meng Fan's blood.
With a twitch at the corner of his mouth, Meng Fan's eyes closed, controlling the changes in his body. According to Ruo Shuiyi's words, using ten thousand years of profound ice to seal all the meridians in his body, a layer of profound ice was formed on the entire body!
In the next moment, Meng Fan flicked his finger and directly opened another box. Suddenly, the temperature around the entire cave rose rapidly. The terrifying temperature of the Flame God Source was quite domineering, and once touched, it would directly crush everything.
Otherwise, it would definitely not be the treasure of the Fire Cloud Empire, and it would be considered a superior existence among the seventh-order spiritual things. Looking at the source of the of flames, Meng Fan gritted his teeth and swallowed it directly into his abdomen.
In an instant, the seventh-order spiritual thing entered the body, and it was Meng Fan who had swallowed thousands of cold jade pills before. At this moment, the soul shuddered. The body is like a volcanic eruption, even more domineering and terrifying than the energy of tens of thousands of cold jade pills!
This kind of energy swept Meng Fan's body in an instant, and the hot power burned everything. If it weren't for a layer of profound ice in Meng Fan's body, it would probably be directly transformed into nothingness. No wonder it is necessary to obtain Ten Thousand Years Xuan Bing, the power of the flame and fire source is exactly the same as Ten Thousand Years Xuan Bing, to ensure that nothing happens in Meng Fan's body.
But this is so, a huge pain is coming from overwhelmingly, this kind of pain can be the only way to swallow such a powerful thing. The violent fire attribute energy ran wildly in Meng Fan's body, reaching every meridian and internal organs.
Meng Fan bit his teeth, the power of this seventh-order divine fetish was indeed beyond his ability to guess, and it had reached such a terrifying level.
After a few breaths, the meridians of my body were almost collapsed. The mark of the Inverse God Scroll flashed, and the black hole-like swallowing energy expanded again, directly enveloping the source of the God of Flame and Fire in Meng Fan's body.
Sitting in the same place, Meng Fan's absorption ability at this moment can be quite terrifying, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy is almost immediately drained. After Yanhuo Shenyuan entered the body, the imprint of the Nishen scroll was unprecedentedly active, the aura continued to spread, and the black hole enveloped the Yanhuo Shenyuan.
But to Meng Fan's surprise, Rao Shi's mark couldn't be absorbed directly after touching the source of the flame god. This mark had an unimaginable resistance.
Swallowed by the terrifying black hole, a little bit of energy blended into the flames of the flames, but it was impossible to swallow a fat man in one breath!
The seventh-order spiritual creature is so powerful!
Sitting on the spot, Meng Fan bit his teeth, the feeling of being in the source of the Flame God in his body was extremely painful, giving Meng Fan a feeling of mental breakdown.
Such scorching energy continuously stimulated the meridians throughout Meng Fan's body, and even the bone marrow was burned.
The pain caused Meng Fan to suffer short-term shock and confusion after a few breaths. But then it came clear again, clenching his own teeth, Meng Fan knew that he would not break or stand, and he could only endure such pain if he wanted to have strong strength.
The Qianlong is in the abyss, and only hopes that the flying dragon will be in the sky for one day. Only by silently bearing all of this can one day realize his promise, Heavenly Hanzong, Meng Family! Like two huge boulders, they pressed on Meng Fan fiercely.
In the cave, the silence was silent. Only a young man sat cross-legged, his brows filled with determination, silently suffering from the absorption of the source of the flames...