Chapter 357: Fairy pulp quenching body

"Ning windless?" Han Shanhu's face sank slightly, taking a few steps back.
On the other hill, Han Yanli's pupils shrank slightly, and a little bit of evil spirit disappeared in her eyes.
Ning Wufeng glanced at Han Shanhu lightly and said, "Since you already know me, leave here consciously. Whoever asks you to come, go back there."
Han Shanhu sank and said sharply, "Ning Wufeng, you really think you can cover the sky with only one hand? I think you have been the master of chess for too long."
As soon as his body moved, he stepped out one step, and the cold tooth of the dragon's tooth was shocked, and the surging momentum forced Ning to come without wind.
Ning Wufeng was in front of the golden prince, his body flashed, and a golden light burst out, which was about to leave the cold mountain tiger.
He said quietly, "It's not that I have been the master of chess for too long, but you have taken yourself too seriously."
Earlier, the Beiyue knife clan shot Zhuge Xiu and others to assassinate him, and they already had grudges. And the commander behind the Beiyue knife clan is undoubtedly the politeness.
In the chess situation, Han Yanli only had a one-on-one conflict with Ning Wufeng, and then gave Ning Wufeng a trip, bright or dark. Ning Wufeng is not stupid, just take this opportunity to knock on the mountain and make the Han Yanli sober.
"Ah!" Han Shanhu didn't expect Ning Wufeng to have such a powerful cricket, he couldn't help whispering, the dragon tooth's cold sword shone coldly, and the light was agitated, and an ancient beast opened his mouth and darted to the Golden Prince .
The golden gun in the hand of the golden prince shook, and Jin Yuan really exhibited it in the third realm. The turbulent waves of gold guns drove the cold mountain tigers away.
Such qualitative swordsman golden waves rushed to the cold mountain tiger. The cold mountain tiger sword light fell, was instantly dispersed by Jinlang, and the whole person backed up again and again, and was supported by the Beiyue sword people.
"Good strength." Han Shanhu's face changed slightly, and Yu Guang looked at Han Yanli at the corner of his eye. At this moment, Han Yanli was in a state of deafness, and he sighed softly.
Ning Wufeng was gaining momentum at this time, and Han Yanli would certainly not make an appearance for him. In this way, their Beiyue knife clan can only withdraw from this peak.
Damn it! Han Yanli clenched his fists and screamed, "Let's go."
He took a crowd to the hill with the most people.
Ning Wufeng looked at Han Yanli indifferently, and just met Han Yanli's gaze. There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
It's murderous.
Han Yanli wanted to kill him, but Ning Wufeng didn't want to give a good lesson to those guys who had troubled him three or five times.
Whisper ...
At this time, the sound of the wind whistled loudly, and a dazzling golden light lit up in the bottom of the fairy valley.
"Coming," someone cried in surprise.
The whirling wind was blowing faster and faster, and the golden wave rushed up towards the sky.
"Good opportunity." Someone was overjoyed, and a large net shining brightly spread out, and wanted to gather a net of fairy stones.
"Brother Lin, there is such a spirit soldier, it is enviable." Some people can not help but look envious when they see such a spirit soldier. There are at least hundreds of fairy stones in this net.
The net holder laughed loudly, and was full of aura of light. He wanted to use this net to show his skills. The Ling net has been rolled out, only to wait for the immortal spar to rush up.
Not long after, the mystic crystal came.
Uh ...
Unexpectedly, the face of the Lingnet was pierced by the celestial spar, and then the celestial spar smashed the life of holding the net into a ball of mud, and fell to the bottom of the valley, even screaming Not issued.
"The impact of this spar is so strong." Someone took a deep breath and took a deep breath.
"Look at me."
With a loud scream, a side of the Gonggong flew out a glistening turtle shell. The rune light on the turtle's shell was pulsating, and howling shrouded to dozens of fairy stones.
The man who shot was a turtle demon who practiced for thousands of years. He was leaning on his waist, and he was full of strong water and spirit.
With a loud bang, the celestial spar hit the shell of the turtle, and directly washed the turtle shell above Jiuxiao. The old turtle demon screamed in horror and hurried to catch up.
Everyone saw the immense impact of immortal spar once again, and they did not dare to be too greedy, one by one.
Rao is charged one by one. The immense impact of immortal spar makes the monks in the realm of gods dauntless, unless it is a very few late monks in the purple lake.
Han Yanli's face changed slightly, and he hummed slightly, his body burst out, and the fire behind him was stunned with dazzling fire, and the halberd danced and slammed into the three fairy spar.
Bang bang ...
The fireman's spirit was dazzling with light, and collided with the fairy spar. The fire was arrogant, and even with a cold speech, he was rushed dozens of meters high. This is the collection of three fairy stones.
He snorted and gave Ning Wufeng a provocative look.
Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, one step out, and the dragon snarled at the show. After the five dragons gathered, the powerful momentum made everyone around him look sideways.
The yin and yang purple lake was spinning, the dragon roared, and a dragon bite at a fairy spar. The strong impact force in the fairy spar blasted Ning Wufeng upright.
As his face changed, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the five dragons rose to the sky following the spar.
"I can't help it." Han Yanli sneered.
But then his face changed.
Ning Wufeng actually caught all five immortal spar. A flash of light stinged Han Yanli's eyes.
"How is that possible?" Han Yanli's expression was incredible, even if the monk in the later stage of the spirit state wanted to collect five immortal spar stones at one time, how could Ning Wufeng actually do it.
Ning Wufeng raised his corner of his mouth, and said secretly in his heart, "Why do you do this kind of trick?"
The Tai Chi of the previous life has not spread in this life.
With one hand, four or two pounds, Ning Wufeng took the five dragons decided by the dragon gods, and when the light shone, the immortal spar started, and the speed of collecting the immortal spar was so fast that everyone could not help but stun.
The roar of the fiery sun roared, and the six-winged fire turned into a large round pot, buckled to three immortal spar.
The rest of the crowd also showed their fists, the Eight Immortals showed their magical powers across the sea, and a wave of immortal spar was quickly divided up by everyone.
Ning Wufeng collected more than thirty fairy stones.
At this time, the elder with large ears of Xijian Academy came up, holding more than a dozen immortal spar in his hand, and said with a smile, "Ning Jingzhu, this is our little thought."
Ning Wufeng drove the Beiyue knife clan for them, blocking the coercion of Han Yanli. The elder with big ears is also very knowledgeable, and took out half of the immortal spar they obtained and gave it to Ning Wufeng and others.
He was also polite and accepted it immediately. The elder with big ears breathed a sigh of relief.
Immortal crystals are unique in nature. They cannot be stored or stored for long periods of time. They will melt and disappear if they are stored for a long time. Therefore, after everyone got the immortal spar, they started to refine it as soon as possible.
Ning Wufeng had refined an immortal spar before, just need to gently open the immortal spar with spiritual power.
"Just temper your arms first." Ning Wufeng secretly said, and immediately a celestial spar melted in the palm of his hand, forming a pool of pale golden spirits, and then smeared evenly on his arms.
After the spiritual fluid formed by the celestial spar crystals entered the body, I felt my arms refreshed and my pores widened.
"It's really a good thing." Ning Wufeng secretly said, feeling that the skin has become more resilient.
Immediately after that, dozens of fairy pulp crystals were turned away by him and smeared on the arm. The faint spirit was submerged in the skin, and there was a faint golden light on the arms.
"Hey, what's going on?" Someone whispered quietly, and said, "Why can't I smelt two mystic crystals in my palm again?"
Immediately, someone should reconcile, "Yeah, I can't smelt three smelt crystals on my arm."
The man sighed as he watched the miracle spar dripping on the ground.
Ok?
Ning Wufeng's complexion is still limited to the skin's absorption of myelinite? Then all of his dozen or so immortal spar crystals have been turned into psychic fluids and smeared on his arms, shouldn't he waste a lot?
Thinking of this, he could not help showing a touch of pain in his face.
However, after a few moments, the miracles of dozens of celestial crystals were all absorbed by the skin, and Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly.
"It seems that different people can accommodate the number of immortal spar." Ning Wufeng secretly said.
At this time, a scream came from the summit of Tiantufu.
"Wow, Du Gong is so talented that he has already absorbed nine immortal crystals on his arm."
"It's tenth."
There was another exclamation.
On the peak of the palace not far away, a disdainful laughter came, "But only ten, our son has absorbed fifteen spar stones."
"Haha." There was a burst of laughter on the peak of the palace.
A thick expression of shame appeared on Du Zifei's face, and sternly said, "Will this boy lose to you?"
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he refined five immortal spar crystals, and the spiritual fluid covered his arm, dripping a piece. Of the five immortal spar, Du Zifei absorbed only two.
One arm absorbed a total of twelve fairy stones, or lost to Han Yanli, and one arm absorbed seventeen fairy stones, attracting a sound of sought after all around.
"Han Gongzi is really talented."
"It's worthy of the coldness of the palace, it's convincing."
Regardless of whether they are in the palace or not, everyone on the other peaks is also surprised at Han Yanli. At least until now, he was the one who absorbed the largest number of celestial crystals.
Du Zifei's eyes widened and his face reconciled.
Ning Wufeng murmured secretly in his heart: I have just absorbed eleven myelinite stones, but the skin has not yet felt saturated, and I should be able to absorb at least a dozen myelinite stones.
Thinking of this, Ning Wufeng could not help but raise his mouth slightly, and this scene happened to fall into Du Zifei's eyes.