With a thought, a jade box appeared in front of him.

Once it was opened, the bottle of dragon blood was lying quietly in the jade box.

An equally strong aura of the law of fire continued to emerge from it even though there were restrictions blocking it.

After just a short while, the whole air seemed to become much more lively.

As the stopper of the jade bottle was pulled out, an extremely pure breath of fire spiritual energy gushed out.

After so many years, the dragon's blood is still boiling hot.

No! This aura is clearly countless times more refined than fire spiritual energy.

Previously, I collected soil stained with dragon blood. This ball of dragon blood is a rare and precious thing that is hard to come by, so of course I have to keep it well, so I didn’t spend much time studying it.

Perhaps it is due to the significant improvement in his cultivation level, and now he can sense it more clearly when he investigates.

Then, a familiar feeling emerged.

This feeling was very strange, just like the law of illusion that he practiced and the law of illusion absorbed by the Tianyan space in the Dan Tower.

There is also the law of thunder in the body and the origin of thunder born from the soul.

Ning Ping's eyes lit up at this time. That's right!

This dragon blood contains the origin of fire.

It is also much higher level than the flame in his own fire spirit.

Thinking of the fire spirit, Ning Ping couldn't help but look up and look towards the direction of the sun.

I don’t know what happened to the Fire Spirit’s soul now after hundreds of years.

The distance between them is too far, so it is impossible to sense it specifically. I can only vaguely feel that it exists.

From this, it can be seen that the Immortal Lord Luo Kun should not have discovered the existence of the fire spirit.

What level has the fire spirit reached in its cultivation now?

Have you begun to comprehend the red light eclipsing the sun...

After thinking for a while, Ning Ping retracted his thoughts and focused his attention again on the ball of hot dragon blood in front of him.

Ning Ping used his spiritual sense to slowly penetrate into the dragon blood, and a warm feeling immediately came from his spiritual sense.

Then, he carefully wrapped up a small drop of dragon blood and gently dripped it onto the dragon pill.

A surprising scene appeared. Ning Ping's blood dripped on it, which was out of place.

But after it was replaced with dragon blood, the dragon pill was like a sponge, and the dragon blood absorbed into it without any hindrance.

Then a red light suddenly appeared in the dragon pill, and a heat surged out.

But then the red light disappeared, and the surface of the dragon pill turned cold again.

But upon closer inspection, the original dark red seemed to have become a little brighter.

It seemed as if the dragon pill had regained some of its spirituality.

"I see, the power of this dragon pill must have been greatly lost!"

Seeing that it was effective, Ning Ping couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Perhaps it was because Master Huo Rong cast a spell and utilized the power of the Dragon Pill that caused the Dragon Pill to look like it had lost its spiritual power.

No wonder that guy looked so painful when he cast the spell. It must be difficult to gather the energy in the dragon pill.

But then the soul tried to merge into it again, but it still had no effect.

Both the Yuanli and the soul power were ineffective, and Longdan became inert again.

Now Ning Ping was at a loss again. Could this bottle of dragon blood be integrated into the dragon pill in this way?

In this case, it would probably just add some energy to the dragon pill, and I would still be powerless against it.

Does it really take so much time to perform the ritual?

After thinking it over, Ning Ping was still a little unwilling. The preciousness of dragon blood was obvious.

If it is just to replenish the energy of the dragon pill, it would be such a waste.

With the help of dragon blood, I can integrate myself into it, that is the result I want.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping's eyes lit up slightly. What if he refined the dragon blood first...

In this way, his own essence and blood might also be able to be integrated into the dragon pill.

As long as it is taken into the body, refining it will not be a problem at all.

What Ning Ping didn’t know was that when Master Huo Rong got the Dragon Pill.

He also made a hole in his body and stuffed the dragon pill in. It took him ten thousand years to barely refine it.

Thinking of this method, Ning Ping immediately started to implement it.

He wrapped a drop of dragon blood in his Yuanli and swallowed it directly into his stomach.

As the drop of dragon blood entered the stomach, a ball of heat emanated from the dragon blood.

"Um......"

Ning Ping let out a light snort, and his entire body seemed to be burning with raging flames.

It was as if the originally hot surface of the dragon blood was torn open, revealing the hideousness inside.

As Ning Ping's skills were practiced, the extremely high heat wave burned along the meridians.

In an instant, Ning Ping's entire body turned red under the extreme heat, like a cooked shrimp.

Within that ball of strange heat, an extremely rich source of fire also emanated.

"snort......"

Ning Ping couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. He was seriously injured under the scorching heat. He had to endure a lot of effort to suppress the blood that gushed out.

The heat wave transformed from the dragon's blood was like a wild horse running wild, running rampant in the body.

Wherever he passed, he left a mess. As soon as the sweat broke out all over his body, it was baked into bursts of mist.

The Chaos Nether Body Art was also fully activated, and the powerful recovery ability was instantly activated.

At this moment, Ning Ping's body was like a battlefield, with Dragon Blood and Ning Ping occupying each side.

On one side there is wanton destruction, and on the other side there is full guidance and recovery.

As the exercises are practiced, all the meridians and the body are damaged and repaired again and again.

The two sides were pulling each other inside Ning Ping's body, and an unprecedented force was slowly condensing in his body without him noticing.

However, Ning Ping knew nothing about this and was fully focused on activating his skills.

With each cycle, the terrifying aura was reduced a little.

I felt like if I slowed down even a little, I would be burned to ashes in that incredible heat.

In this way, Ning Ping slowly forgot the pain, and the Hunji Dongxu Sutra was circulated over and over again driven by instinct.

I don’t know how long it took, but one day the fluctuations in Ning Ping’s body finally subsided.

Then his eyes suddenly opened, and two red lights flashed slightly in the depths of his pupils.

"call......"

Ning Ping opened his mouth and exhaled, and the breath was so hot that the air in front of him was slightly distorted.

“It’s finally over!”

Ning Ping sighed and looked at the bottle of dragon blood in front of him, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

If it weren't for his own physical strength, he would also have extremely strong recovery abilities.

I'm afraid that under that scorching breath, it would be turned into ashes in an instant.