Nine Dragon Claws cultivated to the realm of peaking and creation, and Fengyun Tyrant's body cultivated to the realm of Dacheng. Li Fuchen had a deeper understanding of qi and blood, but this was not enough for him to break the red catastrophe to the realm of supernatural transformation.
Li Fuchen doubted whether Hong Chen Jie could reach the state of supernatural transformation.
After all, the Red Dust Tribulation itself is incomplete, and since it is incomplete, it is naturally difficult to comprehend the complete truth of the Red Dust Tribulation.
The Enlightenment Pill has been used up, and there are still a few Chi Hong Pills left.
Next, Li Fuchen focused all his energy on the true Qi cultivation base.
He had a hunch that he would be the first to break through to the Dou Ling realm.
There are no small realms in body training. According to the division of body training methods, there are only three levels: small achievement, great achievement, and perfection.
The difference in the small, great, and perfect state of different physical training methods is very huge.
Regardless of Li Fuchen having reached the level of Consummation in Chapter 5 of the Dragon Elephant Forging Chapter, but if he wants to break through to Chapter 6, the resources alone are useless, and he needs to realize it on his own and accumulate the foundation of body training on his own.
This is a water milling process.
In comparison, it is easier to break through a great realm of zhenqi. After all, refining is to cultivate oneself, and zhenqi is to understand the nature of heaven and earth, and pursue the unity of nature and man. During this period, as long as there is insight, the state of mind will increase. Maybe a breakthrough.
After the Chi Hong Dan was used up, Li Fuchen's Zhen Qi cultivation base was consolidated in the late Eighth Layer of the Born-born Realm.
"The further you go, the harder it is to progress!"
Li Fuchen sighed, if he didn't have the Chi Hong Pill and the Enlightenment Pill, even if his understanding was amazing, it would take a lot of time to reach the current level.
Time passed day by day, and ten days had passed since Li Fuchen smashed the Silver Sand Region.
Ten days is enough time for some people to ask for foreign aid.
On this day, Lin Peng, the highest commander of the Yunhai Pavilion stationed area, led 120 people to the Chihong Mountain Range.
These 120 people are not members of the station of Yunhai Pavilion, but members from the station of Xuankong Mountain, one of the stations of the three emperor-level forces.
These one hundred and twenty people, each of them are not high in cultivation, and they are born out of the seventh, eighth, and eighty-nine levels, but all of them have eyes above the top and domineering. As the highest commander of the Yunhai Pavilion stationed, Lin Peng, all the way Accompanied by the smiling face, to be honest, the Xuankong Mountain station was willing to send a hundred and twenty people to the battlefield, which had surprised him quite a bit. Perhaps even the three emperor-level forces stationed Li Fuchen looked uncomfortable.
As soon as one hundred and twenty-one people arrived near the Chihong Mountain Range, Li Fuchen felt them.
Flying out of the Chihong Mountains, Li Fuchen stood in the air, his eyes falling on Lin Peng and the others.
"Why, looking for foreign aid?"
The corners of Li Fuchen's mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Without waiting for Lin Peng to speak, a burly young man on the side said, "Take the initiative and pay another 100 million lower-grade spirit stones. This is the case. Otherwise, we don't mind loosening your muscles and bones for you."
He didn't think that Li Fuchen had 100 million low-grade spirit stones, but there were so many people in the area where the Chihong Sect was stationed, and they could still get together if they just put it together. There were 120 of them, each of whom had an average of nearly one million low-grade spirit stones. It's not in vain.
"Let's end the battle! I would like to learn it."
Li Fuchen really wanted to learn how strong a 120-person battle formation can be, and whether it can reach the level of an emperor-level disciple.
"Since you're toasting and not eating fine wine, then don't blame us, you will fight the battle."
The burly youth shouted, and one hundred and twenty people formed a battle formation like a hanging pot.
The Xuanhu battle formation is just an ordinary level battle formation of Xuankong Mountain. As an emperor-level force, the background of Xuankong Mountain is not imaginable by king-level forces. Some dozens of battle formations in Xuankong Mountain are simply not popular battle formations. .
"kill!"
The hanging pot battle formation entwined with layers of water rushed towards Li Fuchen, and the water flow, like a flood dragon, came first.
"The power is indeed strong, but it still doesn't reach the level of an emperor-level disciple!"
Li Fuchen's spiritual consciousness is so keen, and a little bit of perception, he roughly understands the power of the hanging pot battle formation.
hold head high!
The nine-headed dragon rose up into the sky, and Li Fuchen grabbed the Xuanhu battle formation with one claw.
boom!
The seemingly rainbow-like hanging pot battle formation failed to support even a single breath, and it collapsed in an instant. The 120 people who arranged the battle formation vomited blood one after another.
The burly young man's face was shocked, as if he had seen a ghost.
Lin Peng was also shocked.
"I'll come back next time. It's best to have a battle formation of two hundred people, otherwise it won't be enough."
Li Fuchen turned and returned to the Chihong Mountain Range.
"Damn, he must be an emperor-level disciple, it's a mistake."
The burly youth's face was blue and white.
Emperor-level disciple? Lin Peng didn't intend to get involved with this matter, and to compete with the emperor-level disciples, that was simply humiliating himself.
What the burly youth and Lin Peng didn’t know was that Li Fuchen’s Nine Dragon Claws had not yet reached the ultimate state, and he could fight the imperial disciple Peng Le. It's a chicken dog.
This battle was still spread out.
All the forces in the Bailin Continent were silent.
Even the 120-person battle formation is not an opponent, and perhaps only the emperor-level disciples and a few hundred-person battle formation can defeat him.
Suspended Mountain Station.
"Since he is an emperor-level disciple, a battle formation of less than two hundred people will definitely not work. Only a suspended battle formation can deal with him."
"Don't worry, if you can't even deal with him in the Suspended Battle Formation, then I will be ashamed of Xuan Kong Mountain. I'll wait until the other two emperor-level forces take action."
The Xuankong Mountain station stayed in a wait-and-see state, and the other two emperor-level forces had the meaning of rivalry.
For them, no matter how strong Li Fuchen is, it is just a stronger ant. The background of the emperor-level forces only reveals the tip of the iceberg. They can deal with even the stronger emperor-level disciples.
"What, even the Silver Sand Region was shot down?"
In the Great Hall of the Chihong Sect, Wang Kui and the elders of the Waizong looked at each other.
Laying down a lookout corner is already very impressive, and laying down a silver sand region is simply an emperor-level disciple's method.
This is not to say that the Silver Sand Region is stronger than the Cape of Observation, but to lay down two regions. The impact is too great. Others are not stupid. They will definitely ask for foreign aid, or ask the emperor-level disciples in the sect to come over. Either it caused the three emperor-level forces to intervene.
No matter which one it is, it is not so easy to deal with.
The appearance of Li Fuchen can be said to have broken the balance and stability of the Bailin Continent. If this storm cannot be resisted, the excellent situation before the Chihong Sect's station may be wiped out overnight.
"This is a tightrope walk!"
Wang Kui rubbed his temples.
Both Longchi and Tiger Pool need a lot of white scale grass. In addition, some precious resources of the white scale continent, the Chihong sect also needs a lot of reserves, so for the white scale continent, the red rainbow sect still attaches great importance to it, otherwise, it will not Send hundreds of thousands of people there.
"Wait a moment, wait for the situation in the Bailin Continent to stabilize, and then agree to his request to send more manpower over." Wang Kui did not immediately agree to Li Fuchen's application. A transmission consumes tens of billions of low-grade spirit stones. No matter how many low-grade spirit stones the Chi Hong Sect had, it couldn't be so wasteful.
Of course, if Li Fuchen was strong enough to withstand this storm, then it would be nothing to send more people in the past.
After all, they also have to guard against Li Fuchen's promotion to the Dou Ling realm, and the Chi Hong Sect's station is unguarded, returning to the awkward situation of the previous situation. Now they store more resources in the White Scale Continent, and they will not be stretched in the future.