The Shi Bing's eyes were solemn and he stabbed it with a long needle!

The 32nd needle, the 33rd needle….41 needle!

The 42nd needle, 52th needle...62th needle!

The 72nd needle, 82nd needle, 92nd needle…98 stitch!

The only remaining Jade Emperor Pill has been eaten, and it is difficult to offset the pain!

The pain of this last needle will be enough to tear Ning Fan's body to pieces!

On Ning Fan's back, a magic mountain tattoo with black clouds and black fog was only the last one left!

The eyes fell on this complete tattoo, Shi Bing was shocked!

"How...how can it be! Stone soldiers' magic pattern, mere military-level magic pattern, but if you engrave 99 strokes, it turns out to be... the legendary lost magic pattern of the second-rank general...'Xuantu Demon Pattern'!"

All the magic patterns in the top three levels were lost... Unexpectedly, one of the so-called lost magic patterns was actually promoted from the military level!

Just one goal is to etch successfully, the magic pattern, which is known for its unparalleled defense.

But in the last sentence, Ning Fan's state was already close to coma.

The face is bloodless, the body seems to collapse as if it is illusory, and the Nascent Soul is unstable!

But after hearing Shi Bing's exclamation, Ning Fan's eyes flashed!

"After carving the last stroke... the magic pattern of the military level... can you enter the general level?!"

"Yes, and it's the second-ranked Xuantu Demon Pattern among the tens of thousands of magic patterns! If this magic pattern is engraved successfully, your physical defense will be increased several times!"

"Okay, sting!"

"But your body has almost collapsed..."

"So what...so!"

Ning Fan's eyes were covered with bloodshots, but the bloodshot gradually disappeared, replaced by the indifferent eyes as ice as ice. His black hair became longer, his left face was strange patterns, and his whole body was filled with black air, which clearly turned into...the body of thought!

"This is! Incarnation! The old monster of the shattered Xu can condense... Incarnation!"

Shi Bing was shocked and incredible!

Even the descendants of gods and demons would definitely not be able to condense their incarnation before the shattering of Xu!

What is Zhou Ming’s origin? He actually had an incarnation at the time of Nascent Soul!

"In this way, I'm not afraid of my body scattering...sting!" Ning Fan's blackened eyes were cold and his words were like ice, but he had a hint of majesty that could not be seen.

"yes!"

Shi Bing gritted his teeth and stabbed with the last stroke!

At this moment, the tattoo on Ning Fan's back was completely complete, and a totem of the ancient Demon Peak emitted a tremendous demonic aura!

And his body could not bear the pain at all... The Jade Emperor Pill was exhausted, and this most painful blow must be carried by yourself!

The body of Mind Soul was almost met and shattered into black fog, and the pain pointed directly at the mind, forcing Ning Fan to break his spiritual consciousness!

If consciousness is broken, the thoughts are broken, the Tao will be destroyed, and all patience will be destroyed!

"Closed for me! Condensed for me!"

The eyes are crazy, the black fog, and the condensation is reunited!

When Nian Po transforms into a regain, Ning Fan’s aura is as calm as a mountain!

In the first step, he stabbed the 99 needles in total! He was the first person to endure the severe pain and promote this magic pattern to the second place in the general level, except for the founder of the Stone Soldier Magic Pattern!

"It's done! It's done!" Shi Bing laughed. He could etch out the lost magic pattern. He etched the magic pattern for Ning Fan, which was really right!

"No, it hasn't been completed yet! Melt the secret blood... Activate the magic pattern!"

…

Time passes quietly, and a month passes in a blink of an eye.

The secret blood merged into the tattooed demon pattern, which made the black clouds and black mountains add a hint of dark red.

After a month of excitement, Ning Fan's mind was always immersed in a misty fog.

In that world, there was a demonic mist filled with it, and under his feet was the unseen demon abyss. The sky was a Black Mountain that suppressed the demon abyss. He stood on the Black Mountain, trying to conquer Black Mountain!

"I am the soul of the ancient demon abyss, the mountain of the demon mountain... Junior, you are not worthy of standing on my head, get out!"

"Hmph! I not only have to stand on your head, but also conquer you! Activate your magic pattern!"

One month later, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, and his long hair flew!

The realm of body refining suddenly improved! The demonic energy flew around him!

"The third step is successful!"

Body refining realm, improve!

The second level of Silver Bone, the third level... the fourth level... the peak!

Only one step away from the Jade Realm where the physical strength of the old monster transforms into a god...

The power of a punch is hard to defeat even a great monk!

"At this moment, I only need... three punches!" Ning Fan's eyes showed his domineering intentions!

Slowly, the power dissipated.

And his right eye only had black Saturn, and for a moment, it completely condensed!

The first star of the God Star is the thunder-controlled star!

The first star of the Demon Star is the Star of Situ!

Stepping on the land of Penglai, Ning Fan seemed to have a strange feeling in his heart...

If he wants, he can pull out the island soul of Penglai Immortal Island!

Everything has souls, mountains have souls, water has souls, and stars have souls!

Soul-drawing... is a secret technique that only a few old monsters with broken voids can use. Even if they draw, they can only draw some souls from small mountains and rivers to enhance their magic power...

But Ning Fan had an illusion... He had a way to use Situ Star to extract the entire island soul of Penglai Immortal Island and bless him!

If so, his body of magic power will be elevated to a terrifying realm...

But unfortunately, even if his body is alive, he cannot withstand the island soul of the entire fairy island...

After dissipating his thoughts, his right eye, Saturn flashed, reached out his hand and grabbed it down.

If you can't get the island soul, just draw the earth soul of the thousand-mile oasis in Monan City!

With that grab and pull, the entire spiritual energy of thousands of miles south of the desert immediately collapsed!

Ning Fan seemed to have grabbed something in his hand, and a thick and vast aura was scattered. He opened his mouth and swallowed it. His magic power, almost instantly, seemed to have used a secret technique, and increased 2,000 armor in an instant, which was already... the peak of the Yuanying!

And his eyes were even more indifferent and vicissitudes, as if he had transformed into the earth and had existed since eternity!

"What a mysterious secret technique... With this technique, when my magic power is insufficient, I can draw my soul and borrow it..."

The soul of the earth was dispersed, and the spiritual energy thousands of miles south of the desert gradually returned to normal.

Ning Fan exhaled deeply the turbid air and his expression was clear.

"After adjusting my breath, I began to... replenish the camellia banshee, Hyacinth Banshee! I wonder what their expression would be when they see my current cultivation level..."

…

In the southern desert land, the spiritual energy dissipated, but recovered in a moment.

Outside the stone gate, Xiao Wanluo walked with his hands behind his back, his face impatient.

He has been waiting outside the stone pass for two months. Zhou Ming is so arrogant. He is still a half-step monk. Even if he is a god, he should be polite. Zhou Ming actually left himself alone. He is such an arrogant person!

"Arrogant people can go far on the road to cultivation!"

He secretly complained, if he hadn't been hoping to borrow Ning Fan's magic power and shock the large forces in the sea, he would not have been so humble, like a servant, waiting for Ning Fan outside the stone gate.

But when the spiritual energy was changing, Xiao Wanluo was shocked!

He is the Yuanhou monk closest to Shiguan. He is probably the only one on Penglai Immortal Island. He sensed the reason for the spiritual change!

As the spiritual energy dissipated, he clearly felt that the earth under his feet seemed to have died and lost his soul!

Xiao Wanluo, who was very close to Shiguan, felt even more absurd, as if his soul was about to be sobbed because he was stepping on the ground!

Immediately, all his dissatisfaction turned into... shock!

"This is... the 'soul-drawing technique' of the old monster Shattering Xu! Zhou Ming is actually in seclusion and studying the magical power of Shattering Xu! This person, this person... Legend in the world of cultivation, if a cultivator can understand the soul-drawing, control the weak, and transform into one of the three secret techniques before Shattering Xu, then in this life... he will definitely go to Shattering Xu! And even if he becomes an immortal, he has a higher chance of becoming an ordinary person!"

Xiao Wanluo was so shocked that he couldn't speak!

But in my heart, I firmly believed that even if there was no danger of the Danding Sect, Xiao Wanluo would have to hold Zhou Ming's thighs tightly in his life!

Understand the enlightenment of soul-drawing... This person understands one of the three secret techniques, there is hope for breaking the emptiness! There is a chance to become an immortal!

If Xiao Wanluo knew, Ning Fan had gathered incarnation and mastered the second of the three secret techniques... I am afraid that it is not just about holding on to the thighs. It is possible that this arrogant Xiao Wanluo recognizes Ning Fan as his father...
Chapter completed!