Ding Ning is finally about to enter the day of refining the gods in the Forbidden City.

As long as you practice smoothly tonight for a night, you will become a master in the God Refining Stage tomorrow morning.

During the day, Ding Ning stayed in the Imperial Garden for a whole day, but he was not completely idle. For thirty days, all the first furnace of the stamina pills were refined, and he was preparing to refine the second furnace.

It was originally planned that he would not have to continue practicing the Guanyan Pill for the time being, but because of the emergence of Luobao's money, Ding Ning had no money again. In addition, countless people called to order the Guanyan Pill, he had the idea of ​​refining it again, and a new batch of plants also grew up.

But Ding Ning was a little uneasy when he looked at these plants.

I am about to enter the Refining God, and there are a lot of troubles at the moment. There are monsters on the East China Sea to attack the island. My clone and Jingyi are now in the UK. After Jingyi returns to China, it is difficult for him to have a stable life in the palace.

And most importantly, Ding Ning felt like he was being spied all day today.

This feeling made him feel very annoying. He was the person in the dark. Who is this person? Appearing at this critical moment may cause him big trouble.

In any case, the matter of entering the refining god tonight cannot be delayed.

At night, Ding Ning practiced a great circle of merit in Baohe Palace. As long as he completed his practice, he could enter the spiritual refining.

But the uneasiness became heavier and heavier. The palace was protected by dragon souls, and ordinary monks could not come in and act wildly. How would the other party take action?

Just as Ding Ning was hesitating, a little light suddenly shone out from the distance!

It seemed as if the stars blinked in the sky. The light was still far away in the past second, and the next second it had already appeared in front of Ding Ning!

Danger comes so quickly!

It was an arrow, an arrow that was shot with no idea what kind of strong bow it was. Ding Ning didn't even know how far the archer was from here, but he only knew that at least it was this arrow that was fired outside the Forbidden City!

Like a meteor, it roared through the space in the blink of an eye. It had arrived in front of Ding Ning's eyes!

Several dragon souls in the Forbidden City roared angrily. The scope of their surveillance was within the Forbidden City. They ignored it outside the Forbidden City. The other party shot an arrow from outside the Forbidden City, which completely exceeded their surveillance range. Moreover, this arrow was so sharp that even if the archers could not catch up with a few dragons, it was almost the same!

So they didn't even have time to react, and the arrow hit Ding Ning's eyes!

It was a magic weapon, not an ordinary arrow. Ding Ning was at the threshold of the God Refining Stage. If he was shot by an arrow, he would undoubtedly die.

Ding Ning is their hope of getting out of trouble. If he is shot like this, he is afraid that the nine dragons will break out of the wall and fight against the other party.

But now they don’t have time to save Ding Ning.

It was a perfect arrow, both the strength and speed and the time were just right, and no one could react. At this moment, those dragons thought Ding Ning was dead.

Not to mention that he has not entered the refining spirit, even if he has entered the refining spirit, as long as he does not enter the virtual realm, he may not be able to avoid this perfect arrow, because this arrow has already gained momentum, blocking the range of fluctuation and movement around Ding Ning, leaving him nowhere to avoid!

His hair was blowing back, his clothes were shivering. In Baohe Hall, before the arrow arrived, everyone was almost crushed by this arrow!

At the critical moment of life and death, the only reliable one is yourself!

Ding Ning's success at the critical moment, he couldn't stop, nor did he dare to stop. He just opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the outside world that day.

In his eyes, Luobao money flew out with his wings and stopped it less than ten centimeters from his forehead.

"Dang lang!"

The sound of metal falling to the ground sounded, and the arrow and the money falling to the ground together with Ding Ning's eyes. All the power and inertia disappeared without a trace at this moment.

This was almost a perfect arrow, but it was just a failure.

The power of imprisoning space around him also disappeared. Ding Ning seemed to hear a surprise "Huh" from the place where the arrow was sent.

The arrow jumped on the ground twice, as if the man wanted to take it back, but was left with Luo Bao's money, and there was still a possibility of taking it back. He didn't dare to move it twice and then never moved again.

Ding Ning did not go to see the arrow, but instead put a handprint on both hands and pressed it down hard!

Avoiding this arrow chasing his life improved his state of mind and actually broke through the spiritual refining!

Everything between heaven and earth suddenly became clear!

In the past, Ding Ning did not find the feeling of a real master of refining the gods when he entered the clone of the gods, but this time he finally became, and his body entered this realm.

Everything in the world became clear at this moment. Ding Ning could feel everything in the Forbidden City without even deliberately releasing his divine thoughts.

In Yongshou Palace, Su Mei is practicing hard.

The staff either eats, sleeps, reads books, and even have two people having an affair.

He could also feel the anger of the Nine Dragons, and he also felt the unwilling divine thought wandering around him for a while, and then left.

That's the person who plotted against himself.

This is the world of divine thoughts, and everything is in your eyes.

What’s more important is that Ding Ning realized a sense of artistic conception just now when his death was about to come!

The moment the other party fired the arrow, the momentum of the arrow was unsuccessful, and the momentum of the benevolence that would be achieved without success was something that was indescribable, but Ding Ning knew that this momentum was extremely useful.

Even in the cultivation world, even those who have achieved immortality have almost few of them who can cultivate this kind of momentum.

If it weren't for the momentum of this arrow, it would be possible that he was intercepted by the dragon soul halfway through and would not be able to reach his front.

But the other party never expected that Ding Ning had money to lose money, which made this almost impeccable perfection fall into nothing, but instead made Ding Ning have some insight into this momentum.

He raised his hand and opened his eyes, and Luobao money returned to his eyes, and the arrow was put into the storage ring by Ding Ning.

"Mr. Xie gave the arrows. Ding Ning will never forget the gift today, and there will be a reward for it."

Ding Ning said something, and then began to calm down, stabilize the realm of refining the spirit, and realize the momentum just now. This momentum is used well, better than countless magic weapons and spiritual pills.

The other party's divine consciousness finally retreated, but I don't know if it was Ding Ning's illusion. When the divine consciousness retreated, in addition to being a little unwilling to accept it, there seemed to be a little satisfaction.

What is he satisfied with? Are he satisfied with avoiding his pursuit?

Ding Ning was puzzled and simply stopped thinking about it. When he entered the refining of the gods, everything was different. His cultivation in the palace also came to an end.

After sitting cross-legged in Baohe Hall for a while, Ding Ning felt something in his heart. Influenced by the momentum, he felt unhappy. He opened his eyes, took out a brush and yellow paper, and wrote a big word "kill" on the spot!

The artistic conception that I just realized and the aura of not killing the opponent and not coming back were all poured into this stroke by Ding Ning.

At this moment, Ding Ning seemed to feel the mood of Jing Ke assassinating the King of Qin.

At this moment, he felt the state of mind of the Buddha sitting cross-legged under the Bodhi tree to realize the truth.

He felt the monkey waving his stick to bombard the Nantianmen.

No matter what kind of expression is, it is a kind of psychology, a strong psychology. It is not that the strong cannot understand this, nor that the person with a firm mind cannot understand this.

After writing the word "kill", the evil spirit was revealed. Ding Ning looked a little frightened. He didn't vent much of his anger. He walked out of the hall, held a purple bamboo stick in his hand, and waved a stick in front of him!

The purple bamboo stick whistled, and the space around seemed a little distorted at this moment.

Ding Ning withdrew his stick and retreated, his heart was clear.

At this moment, he finally gained something. He was obviously the same way he used to use a stick, but with a casual blow, an iron horse and golden sword rose, and the killing feeling was tragic!

This is the momentum, the momentum that has reached the level of small success!

Although Ding Ning had just entered the first level of God Refining, having this momentum was enough to support him and the third level of God Refining, and even those in the middle stage of God Refining will not be at a disadvantage!

Ding Ning stood with his staff, laughing loudly, and the laughter echoed in the night sky.

The voices of several dragons came to my ears, and the voice of the green dragon was a little sour: "I said Ding Ning, you were so excited just now, just holding a wooden stick for a round, making me want to go out and fight you for 800 rounds."

"Yes, when he happened just now, it made people feel irresistible. It's so strange. Why did I feel this way? He had just entered the refining of God." Heilong didn't understand very much.

Jin Long said solemnly: "Ding Ning, you are a blessing in disguise. This kind of momentum is so rare. I only heard that the Dragon King of our dragon clan has a momentum that others have never heard of. I didn't expect that you will get and feel it in this situation. You will definitely become a real master."

"Haha, I hope so."

Ding Ning took the stick and did not talk to the dragons, but returned to Baohe Hall and took out the arrow.

The arrow is three feet long, it is cold and the whole body is made of cold iron!

"What a luxury! The price of this arrow is at least as high as ten thousand taels of gold. If it weren't for the Arrow Spirit, this arrow would have become a magic weapon. Even so, its quality would not be below the Golden Bell of the Sun."

Ding Ning believes that such arrows are rare, and even if the person who shot the archery just now loses it, he will feel sorry for him.

Carefully hold the cold iron arrow in your mind, and I believe that sooner or later, you will find out the origin of this arrow.

Ding Ning did not try to find the archer immediately now. If he left the palace, he might not be safe.

He practiced quietly in the palace for a night, consolidated the realm of refining the gods, and used the spiritual energy in Baohe Palace to make the realm more diligent.

At this time, the spiritual energy in Baohe Palace was also consumed almost half of it, not far from leaving the palace.

The clone is now also succeeding in the UK, and the capture force angel Garcia is on the way back.
Chapter completed!