The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

When everyone was confused about what Ming Fan was waiting for, she moved.

Ming Fan gathered his spiritual power in his hands, swung his arm and slapped the alchemy furnace, shouting: "Behave yourself!"

Everyone: "???"

Po'erdan: "..."

Ming Fan's sudden action caused the whole place to fall into silence. She silenced everyone by herself.

"I thought she would do a big one, but she ended up doing a big one."

Some people couldn't help but murmur.

With Ming Fan's shout, the elixir that had been buzzing in the alchemy furnace just now actually quieted down.

Is it... that simple?

Everyone's mouth twitched wildly, Ming Fan was truly the best at making elixirs by drinking.

This was the first time someone had stunned Lingdan in such a fresh and unconventional way.

The thunderclouds in the sky suddenly rushed towards Ming Fan, and the speed was so fast that it far exceeded the speed at which the thunderclouds gathered above the heads of other pharmacists.

Kong Zhu looked at the thunderclouds coming from all directions strangely, and muttered unconsciously: "Why do I feel that these thunderclouds are a little impatient?"

It looked like he was going to rush over Ming Fan's head and make her drunk.

He was totally aiming to kill her.

The Evil-Breaking Pill in Ming Fan's furnace was awakened by her sudden roar. It dared not make a loud sound, but only made a low whimpering sound.

At the same time, several beams of light shot up into the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

"Dan tribulation."

Liu Yiran, Xuan Ling, and dozens of pharmacists whose names could not be remembered, all had thunderclouds gathering above their heads, and began to accept the baptism of the pill tribulation.

This scene is nothing short of spectacular.

But the spectacular view belongs to them. Ming Fan stared at the dark clouds above her head. Why did it seem... different from what she imagined?

Above her head, the thunderclouds changed from white to gray to black, and the changes did not stop.

God knows what it will become in the end.

Ming Fan blinked and put his hand on the alchemy furnace: "Or you can just be chopped to pieces."

Poedan even stopped whimpering, fearing that she would be unhappy and overturn the stove.

Although they had only known each other for a short time, it felt that Mingfan's personality was such that he would do such a thing.

Seeing that the alchemy furnace had calmed down again, Ming Fan raised his head to look at the thunderclouds that had become as black as ink.

Thinking of so many thunders that would eventually fall on her, Ming Fan suddenly felt that there was no need to refine this pill.

Is it because I can't sleep well or the animal meat is not tasty that I have to suffer this kind of human suffering?

"Hey, Maluo's life is also a life." Ming Fan sighed, she was not even as good as Maluo.

She complained a lot, but she didn't do anything to overturn the stove.

Ming Fan looked at the other medicine practitioners and couldn't help but reveal envy in his eyes.

Look at other people. The thunderclouds above their heads are gray and light, and they look like they are likely to be struck by lightning, which is unlike her.

Is she a very evil person? She is always given a lump.

Tsk tsk tsk, Ming Fan licked his lips. The thunderclouds above his head had begun to change from black to dark red.

It has that flavor.

Ming Fan was no longer idle. She took out the familiar colorful snakeskin sack from her ring, took out a handful of talismans and stuck them on her body.

"She is really afraid of death." Kong Zhu's face trembled.

Xiao Jiachen was speechless when he saw this. To be honest, there are probably not many pharmacists who would do this.

Ming Fan sighed, that’s because you don’t understand.

If she were to drag someone to be struck by lightning with her once, she would no longer think so.

After pasting layer upon layer of talismans inside and outside, Ming Fan finally felt satisfied.

With a wave of his hand, the Red Flame Dragon Flame appeared from the secret realm in Ming Fan's hand.

Chiyan Longyan raised his little head to look at the lightning that was as black as ink above, and then looked at Mingfan again.

"..."

Ming Fan: 罒w罒

Neither of them spoke.

How many years less one can live if one has an unreliable master.

Ming Fan didn't care. Chiyan Longyan was the perfect person to share the thunder with her.

"Da Long, the last time we were together, we withstood 9981 thunder tribulations. This time, we have hope of breaking the record.

How about it, are you too excited to bear it anymore? "

Ming Fan always felt that as its owner, he should say something, so as to enhance the feelings and bond between them.

Just like now, recalling the past and imagining the future.

Chiyan Longyan stuck out his snake tongue and didn't want to say a word now.

It's alive, but sometimes it feels like it's dead.

Heart died.

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise on the field, and the pupils of the monks who were watching the excitement in the Huiying Formation all trembled.

What did they see?

The thundercloud above Ming Fan's head was absorbing the thunderclouds above other pharmacists at a strange speed.

This scene subverted their cognition.

"What kind of elixir is she refining?" a cultivator couldn't help but ask.

"If I remember correctly, it's the Evil-Breaking Pill." A pharmacist replied.

He remembered that because of the rarity of the pill, he had a deeper impression of it.

"Can the thunderclouds of Po'erdan devour other thunderclouds?"

No one could answer him, after all, they had never seen him before.

Even if dozens of cultivators were refining pills side by side and caused a thunder tribulation at the same time, they would be struck separately without any delay.

But soon a look of excitement appeared on everyone's faces.

With clouds this thick, you will be struck to death.

Especially some cultivators with high cultivation levels, when they saw Ming Fan's cultivation level of the Jindan stage, they all shook their heads.

It’s over. Such a good alchemist is going to be ruined before he even grows up.

Then everyone saw Ming Fan glance at the thunderclouds above his head with an expressionless face, and using both hands to take out talismans from the fancy bag in front of him, he continued to stick them on his body with very skillful movements.

"..."

How many talismans does she have that she dares to use them like this?

There was already a faint buzzing sound of thunder coming from the thunderclouds overhead.

Ming Fan knew how thick the clouds above his head were without even looking.

Was the Po Evil Pill she refined so evil that it actually made the Heavenly Dao desperately try to stop it?

But the more this happened, the more it aroused the rebellious nature in her.

Want to stop her? She was determined to refine this broken evil pill.

Wei Wushuang and Lu Wuzheng were trying their best to deal with the thunder disaster in the sky. After a few thunderbolts struck, the thunderclouds actually began to dissipate slowly.

"what's the situation!?"

You know, the dissipation of the thunderclouds means that there is a high possibility that his elixir cannot be washed thoroughly, which will naturally lead to failure in the end.

At the same time, similar situations occurred to several other pharmacists.

Now everyone was panicking, and they couldn't help but speed up their movements, and all the seals that should have been put on the pill after it was completed were put out at once.

In this way, he tried to gather the scattered thunder and lightning.

Ming Fan knew nothing about this, and she was still concentrating on applying the talisman to herself.

When you are out, you have to give yourself a sense of security.

After thinking for a while, Ming Fan waved his hand again, and half an egg and the Shisha nine-headed monster appeared beside her.

"Forget it." Ming Fan looked at the confused Shisha Nine-headed Demon, waved his hand, and sent it back to the Red Lotus Secret Realm.

This fellow's cultivation is not weak. With him around, not only can he not take the thunder for her, but he might even increase the power of the thunder and send her away directly.

Ming Fan looked at the half egg that ran over happily with a loving face, and said: "My dear, today I will teach you a sentence."

Ming Fan pointed to the dark clouds in the sky and said, "We share the good times and the bad times."