Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

On the Bank of the eldest son River, the night is cool as water. In the cool night wind, there is a boy sitting cross legged.

In front of him, there is a white bone about the size of a palm fan. It is the bone of a real dragon!

With her eyes slightly closed, Meng Ran's fingertips burst out with blue brilliance. Her blue brilliance was as fine as ox hair, as if she was embroidery by a Jiangnan embroidery woman. The Dao Guanghua was actually a needle and thread on the white bone!

This scene has lasted for four hours on the Bank of the river. During the four hours, Meng ran swallowed four small alchemy pills to make up for the rapid consumption of Zhenyuan.

Meng Ran's small fortune pill has been completely used up, these are still asked for by Wan Zhibin.

Of course, this matter, Meng ran will double return.

Tairan xianzun owes nothing to others all his life.

Fortunately, with the help of xiaozaohua Dan, it would be difficult for Meng ran to sacrifice and refine the treasure of his previous life.

"Almost."

A whisper, but see Meng ran heart three uses, left finger tip blue light burst out, right finger tip saw a red flame leaping out, straight to the keel, the keel wrapped in it to burn.

Meng Ran's tongue is full of spring thunder. The golden ancient characters are revealed from Meng Ran's mouth. The moment the golden ancient characters appear, the banks of the eldest son River are filled with a mysterious and simple atmosphere. There seems to be a great mystery in the ancient characters.

Meng Ran has not yet stepped into the state of Fen yuan, and when his mind has not yet been completed, the method of three uses with one mind is too much for the soul.

After only eight characters, Meng ran could not hold on any longer. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and was absorbed by the keel.

At the moment, Meng Ran has already recovered his mana and wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth. He just looks at the fire in the void and waits for the birth of the magic weapon.

Before long, there was a crackling sound in the void.

Then the red flame dissipated, and a bright and spotless folding fan appeared!

The keel is the bone and the tendon is the face.

This fan can be called a real dragon folding fan.

The snow-white folding fan rises and falls quietly in the void, and the whole body emits a little golden light. It is sacred and noble, just like a Buddhist holy vessel, and is extraordinary.

Looking at this folding fan carefully, it is difficult to satisfy Meng ran, although it is not comparable to the folding fan worshipped by Meng ran in the previous life.

"Is there something missing?" Meng ran rubbed his chin and said to himself.

"Yes

However, Meng ran patted his waist, and a blue jade amulet rose in the air and went straight to the folding fan. It was tied to the hole of the folding fan and turned into a jade pendant.

What's more, Meng Ran's fingers are like swords, and their fingertips are shining with golden light. They are actually writing with their fingers and inscriptions in the air!

On the keel folding fan, when leaving words, dragon flying and Phoenix dancing, unrestrained and unrestrained, the font is running and elegant, which is better than Lanting.

It's just Tai ran!

With a wave of his hand, Meng Ran's folding fan flew into the air and went straight into his palm.

"Pa" sound, folding fan a Yang, fan sound clear and pleasant, chic and extraordinary.

"Although it's more powerful than the folding fan of the previous life, it's as natural and unrestrained as it was then, which is worthy of my identity."

With a slight smile, Meng Ran's palm folded fan is light, which is really elegant and elegant.

The folding fan gently waved in front of the body, the eldest son river immediately rolled up a ten Zhang high transparent water curtain, water splashed everywhere!

"It's not bad. Its power is a little higher than I expected. Before this fan, even the martial arts master must bow down and frown."

After pinning the keel folding fan on his waist, Meng ran swallowed the only two small alchemy pills left. He took out the prepared stove and herbs, and began to refine them.

A night of time, like water in the palm of one's hand, passes away quietly.

When the sky over the eldest son river was covered with white fish belly, the boy in white who had refined the magic tools and pills for the night, finally got up slowly.

At the moment, he held six white pills in his palm. The strong fragrance of the medicine even covered up the moisture of the changzijiang river.

"These six snow melting Dan dangs can help me recover part of my body power."

A whisper, but see Meng ran head up a drink, six pills immediately into the throat.

Meng Ran's hands were imprinted, and the ethereal practice of Xu Jue was running like clouds and flowing water.

Then, Meng Ran's chest injury was restored with the speed visible to the naked eye, and the momentum of Meng Ran's body became more and more powerful!

Ten minutes later, Meng Ran's physical injuries have been completely healed! His mana has recovered to about 50% of his peak level.

The young man sitting on the Bank of the river suddenly opened his eyes. In front of him, a bright blue light flashed over his body. The blue stone ten feet square turned into dust.

The young man in white got up slowly, clenched his fist slightly and said in a soft voice:

"fifty percent of the magic power is enough for me to destroy this evil demon gate."