"Hand? Left hand?"

Ning Tao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened in shock. Isn't this the one thrown by Mr. Shang? He felt cool before, but he didn't expect that he had a back-up plan?

Xiahou Tianzun probably didn't expect it.

"Hiss~"

"Could it be that this is the gift the old guy said he gave to himself? The Hand of the Heavenly Lord..."

Ning Tao was a little stunned.

Of course, it was more unbelievable. In his impression, was Mr. Shang such a generous person?

It's all good if you don't cheat yourself, but you would actually give yourself the hand of the Heavenly Lord? If this is light refining, how can you extract a drop of real blood essence?

Ning Tao is weird. Is it worth going to war just for a superior Divine Source Taichu Fruit? It always feels like he is doing charity, plus he deliberately provoked Teng Fei and Xiao Shuang's arrival.

further deepening his speculation.

I'm afraid this old thief Shang has some kind of connection with me, and he has been helping me from beginning to end.

However, he couldn't say exactly what it was. If he didn't achieve the goal in the old thief's mind, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to say anything, so asking would be in vain.

Is it taking advantage? Or making friends?

It will eventually be revealed in the future. Only with strong strength can we have the confidence to negotiate in the future...

Ning Tao stared at the left hand and said that he was not moved. That would be a lie. Although he did not know how strong Xiahou Tianzun was, since he was a Tianzun, he would not be weak.

After much deliberation, I can only refine it, and the best way is to saturate the ninth turn.

And it’s less than 0% right now.

Looking back at this trip, the number of 100,000 people is only an approximate number. No one can tell how many there are specifically. His cultivation as a half-step immortal is really inconspicuous.

If he can reach Nirvana in the ninth turn and complete the last step of this method, his strength will skyrocket.

Then this trip will be much smoother.

Regardless of the opportunity of Eternal Island or the Taichu Fruit, he has absolute confidence to fight for it...

Just when he was about to do this, Ning Tao raised his hand, but his expression was startled, and he found that there was a bloody mark on the heart of his left hand. It was very ancient, obscure, like a six-pointed star, more like a small altar.

What is this?

How could it be in my own hands?

Ning Tao's expression changed. He thought that there were people who had entered the Eternal Island. He hurriedly looked through the little pair and picked up the latter. Fortunately, he was a male tiger and was not ashamed.

But in the end, he was the only one who had it. He didn’t know how this bloody mark appeared?

He subconsciously injected immortal power into it.

There was a "buzz" sound, as if something was started?

The Tianzun's hand that had been floating in front of Ning Tao actually trembled. Under his gaze, it was shattered bit by bit, turned into bits of blood, connected into a line, and sank into his left hand one after another.

"What?"

"This... damn, stop, stop quickly..."

Ning Tao cursed, his muscles beating wildly, partly because of pain, and partly because of distress.

This is a lot of energy. He has already decided how to use it, but what's going on? The old thief shouldn't harm himself? Xiahou Tianzun's words are even more impossible. He can't even guess such a thing.

"Ah... damn, no..."

However, the protest was ineffective.

In just a moment, Tianzun's hand disappeared, and a majestic energy resided in his left hand.

It's huge, very stable, and very scary.

It's like being held down by that altar.

Ning Tao gritted his teeth. Although some energy escaped from his left hand and was absorbed by the ninth turn, it was too little.

There was a faint pain in his left arm, as if he was adapting to this force, but it was too heavy, as if he had been filled with lead. It was so heavy that compared to the light and fluttering right hand, it was like the difference between a weight and cotton.

The altar flickered and disappeared, as if it was sending some signal? Ning Tao gradually calmed down.

This is indeed the work of the old thief Shang.

He integrated the power of Tianzun's hand into his left hand and could use the altar to exert magical powers six times.

As for how strong it is, it all depends on your own control. If he fights it all at once, he probably won't be able to sustain it without killing the enemy, so it has to be divided into six times.

This is probably the life-saving trump card.

Ning Tao looked depressed.

If you follow your own ideas and completely absorb Tianzun's hand, it will be at least 60%.

"well……"

The little tiger also let out a "wow", seeming to feel unhappy. However, it was never idle, swallowing the mist with big mouthfuls.

I can feel that its breath has been increasing rapidly, its expression is very enjoyable, and its appetite is very good.

"Oh, that's it. I have a trump card. At least I have a guarantee in the fight," Ning Tao comforted himself. It was still his own anyway, so it wasn't bad.

But as soon as I took a step, I almost fell down. Half of my body felt heavy and my balance changed.

Ning Tao smiled bitterly and tried to adapt, otherwise he would encounter a strong enemy. How could he fight with them like this?

After getting acquainted with each other for a moment, he turned over and stepped on Xiao Shuang's back, but the latter sank and let out a sob. Youwen looked back, as if to say that you have gained weight.

Ning Tao: "..."

After struggling for a long time, one person and one tiger finally found a way out in this vast gray fog.

However, they are not in a hurry. The Eternal Island has always had no rules. You can go in, but you can't get out. The appearance of the "Primordial Fruit of Divine Origin" means that the Eternal Island is about to close. This has always been the case.

And its appearance is not fixed, sometimes it only takes a few hundred years, sometimes it lasts for thousands of years.

Naturally, everyone thinks that the longer it takes, the better.

In this way, there are more benefits, more time, and the number of people who can get out alive will definitely double.

Time towers and space magic weapons have no effect here, but generally these things are not needed. The most important thing now is to improve the strength.

Search for all resources and opportunities.

In this way, no matter when the "Primordial Fruit of Divine Source" appears, you can face it calmly and participate.

This is what everyone does, and Ning Tao is no exception, but now he needs to figure out where he is? He has been wandering in this fog for three full days, and even a drop of his divine power has been condensed, but he has not yet walked out.

"Uncle? Where is this place?" Ning Tao cursed secretly as he looked around at the eternal surroundings.

The perspective effect is not great either.

This area is really too vast.

It's not a maze, it's not an illusion, and it's not going around in circles, but I just can't get out of this hellish place.

Ning Tao frowned and couldn't help but focus on the fog. He had been looking at it for three days, but what was this fog? Where did it come from? He still didn't know anything about it. What was its source?

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately called the black and white tiger to head towards the thickest area.

"Aw...aow..."

This time it took him half a day to rush into the thick fog. Ning Tao was very cautious and turned on his perspective. At the same time, he used one side to absorb a large amount of the fog and refine it.

Extract the divinity within it.

There are eight drops of gray divine power in the Dantian.

One of the drops was condensed for the first time, the remaining six drops were condensed in the original tower in sixty years, and the last drop was condensed in three days on the Eternal Island.

You can imagine the difference from this.

Ning Tao wished he could eat and drink here for the rest of his life. This was simply a monk's paradise. It was so enjoyable.

Just as he was rejoicing, suddenly, the mist suddenly twisted, and a strong wind swept out of it. It was so sudden and silent that Ning Tao was shocked. He had no time to defend himself and was knocked away.

He subconsciously held his left arm in front of him. Not only did his left arm store energy, it was also strengthened.

Although there was some surge of energy and blood, it was nothing serious.

However, the little tiger under his feet suffered a disaster. He screamed and was knocked away. Because Ning Tao was too heavy, its speed was slowed down.

As a result, the surprise attack could not be avoided.

"Xiao Shuang..."

Ning Tao's eyes instantly turned red, he roared angrily, and looked up, only to see a giant gray mist beast grinning triumphantly, deforming wantonly, exuding supreme divine power.

"You bastard, you are looking for death," Ning Tao was so angry that he raised his left hand and slapped it down.

"If you dare to hit Xiaoshuang, you will die for me!"
Chapter completed!