Beili's hand gently rubbed his chest, and for the first time, his cold eyes showed a strange light.

11 times! 11 bells!

Just finish it in one breath and you can ring it... 11 times!

Bei Li had expected that with Ning Fan's strong Taoist heart, he would be able to knock 19 times even if he risked his life...

But she didn't expect that Ning Fan would actually comprehend the imperial shadow power of the Three Shattering Void Techniques, and use the power of an emperor to counter the sound of the bell.

Without any preparation, his breath was disrupted by the sound of bells coming one after another. Bei Li calmed down a little and adjusted his breathing power, and then his breath gradually calmed down, but his chest was still rising and falling gently.

"He has not completely transformed into a god, but he has condensed the emperor's shadow, and before at Shibu Bridge, this person even released the art of incarnation... the three techniques of Shattering the Void, he has already mastered two... What a monster..."

Ning Fan didn't know that his actions had left a good impression on Bei Xiaoman's third sister.

He didn't care, all he cared about was the fleeting afterimage in the giant clock in front of him.

"What exactly is that afterimage..."

"It's reincarnation!" Luo You's sleepy voice came from the Yin-Yang Lock.

"Reincarnation?" Ning Fan was slightly startled, and then he cursed softly in his heart, "Miss Luo You, you always wake up when I need you."

"Yes, I wanted to sleep a little longer, but the sound of your bell is a bit disturbing to my dreams... The Samsara Bell, I really miss it. My sister can't remember how many years ago it was when she was transformed into a god and she rang this bell.

It’s a matter of…sleeping. Once you fall asleep, you will be forgotten by the years…”

Luo You's voice was sentimental for a moment, and then he immediately regained his energy.

"Good brother, are you ready to become a god? Ringing the bells 11 times in one breath is really amazing. My sister only struck 1 bell in one breath..."

"One shot?" Ning Fan was surprised. In this way, even if he summoned the imperial shadow magical power and borrowed the power of the emperor, he would only be slightly stronger than Luo You back then.

"But even my sister rang the bell 4 times in the end and never saw reincarnation... The reincarnation bell. It contains the power of reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, but this is just a legend because no one can use this bell. Can you

Seeing reincarnation, even just a fragment, is horrifying, of course. Maybe some people have also seen reincarnation, but haven't made it public, so my sister doesn't know about it... Do you want to see reincarnation clearly?"

"Do you know the method?" Ning Fan laughed. This Luo You can always come in handy at critical moments.

"I know a little bit. I heard hearsay. I don't know if it's true or not. After all, I can't walk within three feet of the Samsara Bell..."

"Tell me the way, I want to see clearly, that woman..."

"Throw down the golden hammer and step in front of the giant bell. Ring the bell with your fist and ring the number of Tiangang...18 times! Of course, it is just a legend and no one has tried it, but you should be able to try it. My sister is optimistic about you.

Oh...I'm sleepy again..."

There seemed to be the sound of the window closing and the bed curtain being lowered, and Luo You seemed to have fallen asleep again.

Ning Fan was silent, looking at the Samsara Bell, closing his eyes, recalling the woman just now.

It was obviously a paper crane, but in the end, it turned into Mu Weiliang... What does that mean...

"Paper Crane..."

The art of increasing power, operation. Ning Fan opened his eyes, threw down the golden hammer!

Bei Li was puzzled as to why Mr. Ning, after ringing the bell 11 times, stopped ringing the bell and instead threw down the golden hammer. Did he want to end the second step of killing the mortal with the result of 11 times?

However, Mr. Ning has already struck the ring 11 times, and his state of mind has been raised to the middle stage of divine transformation. It seems that it is enough to kill mortals like this.

But there was a trace of disappointment in Beili's eyes that could not be concealed... After all, she had expected that Ning Fan could ring 49 bells, surpassing the 48 bells of the 'first person to become a god in the North', and become a legend in the North.

This disappointment, which had just arisen for a moment, turned into disbelief.

Because Beili saw that Ning Fan took one step and stepped within three feet of the Samsara Bell!

"Except for the true immortal, who can get close to the Samsara Bell...how can he do it!"

Three feet away, Ning Fan seemed to be carrying a mountain of immortal power on his shoulders.

Within three feet, if you take just one step, it feels like one mountain has grown into two.

"Shengwei!"

Bloody light amplified his body, and a whirlpool of coercion rose up all over Ning Fan. With a fierce look, he used the Heaven-fixing Technique to swallow up every trace of immortal power.

After taking this step, he did not take the second step, but the pressure continued to rise.

In the late stage of becoming a god, he gradually breaks through the peak and reaches the half-step of virtual refining.

It seems that it is limited to the realm. No matter what, Ning Fan's coercion cannot break Lianxu for the time being.

But as he devoured the immortal power, his aura gradually gained a hint of... true immortal aura!

The power no longer increases, but gradually undergoes a qualitative change.

The true immortal breath penetrated into Ning Fan's body, leaving a trace of purple energy in his Nascent Soul.

The moment the purple color rose, he suddenly realized that his luck was changing with his momentum!

The dark green luck is getting thicker, but the green is also slowly turning into pure cyan.

In fact, as Ning Fan changed his mind, the ink-blue luck actually split into ink and cyan!

"Two pieces of luck!"

Ning Fan was shocked. After absorbing the purple immortal power, not only did his luck improve, but one kind of luck was divided into two...

If you tell me this, no one will believe it, but it is true!

Like a yin and yang fish, blending together!

Ning Fan was shocked. He didn't know whether this situation was due to the Yin-Yang Lock or the benefits brought by the Immortal Emperor's power.

In short, his luck was unprecedented.

Why is Lao Mo's luck black? Could it be that he was also plotted against and did not hesitate to taint his luck...

It's just the result of self-pollution, but it's extremely bad luck, but it's not possible to kill the golden elixir without revealing the Taoist fruit, but there are treasures such as Jade Emperor Grass and Panmo Grass. They exist in Qimei, but he can't find them. But they are Yin and Yang.

The lock floated past his eyes, but he didn't recognize it, but he was refining the fourth-level elixir and failed dozens of times!

Black luck can avoid calculations, but it will also cause self-destruction.

And Ning Fan's luck became special at this moment.

In fact, even the Palm Luck Immortal Emperor may not have expected that the luck that had become black would actually have a chance to recover from death!

Luck determines a monk's luck.

At least, if you want to become a master of alchemy, your luck must not be bad, otherwise you will be like the old devil who fails every time he refines the elixir...

"I'm obsessed!"

Ning Fan took the second step with a firm vision!

Dongxu asked him to turn into a demon to avoid the plot. But maybe, he didn't have to be so extreme and completely defiled himself...

Dirty and clean, black luck and purple luck, good and bad, good and evil, beauty and ugliness, ice and fire... may not necessarily coexist!

One of the characters in Yin-Yang Demonic Veins is ‘merger’. It means merger, but also coexistence!

The art of increasing power operates secretly.

The color of luck changes even more.

It seems that the ink color is getting thicker and thicker, as if it has become pure black, and is no longer even ink green.

But as long as Ning Fan thinks for a moment, the two kinds of destiny will be separated. The ink color will still be ink. The cyan destiny will turn into blue step by step.

When Ning Fan was completely close to the Samsara Bell and placed his palm in front of the Samsara Bell, he did the boldest thing in his life.

Directly using the power-raising technique, he absorbed the power of the Immortal Emperor from the Samsara Bell!

If an outsider were to look at Ning Fan's luck, he would definitely feel that his luck became darker and darker as it improved, like a drop of burnt ink.

Only Ning Fan knows that the black luck is improving, and the other half of the luck is also improving, and is slowly turning into pure purple!

When luck completely turns purple, the ink color covers up the purple color, and no one knows...

But Ning Fan knew that his luck was back!

"Thank you!"

He said something incomprehensible to the dead object of the Samsara Bell, and immediately his fist light turned into jade color, and he punched the Samsara Bell.

Boom!

Twelfth tone, the bell rings!

"Master Ning can actually walk under the bell and ring the bell with his body! Is he a true immortal?"

Thirteen blasts, fourteen blasts...twenty blasts.

Twenty-one, twenty-two... forty-nine.

The ringing of the forty-ninth bell can be heard forty-nine thousand miles! It shocked Beili's heart and kept reverberating.

The ringing of the bell convinced Bei Li that once Ning Fan breaks through to the late stage of divine transformation, he will probably be the first person to become a divine being in Beitian!

The sound of a bell can cleanse your mind and improve your state of mind for hundreds of years.

One hundred and eight bells can improve your mood for 10,800 years!
To be continued...