"Rumble!!!"
Yang Fan's body shook for a while, trance, as if he was raised a little bit higher, covering the sky and the sun, pointing the sky and stepping on the ground, as if the ancient demon gods had revived, people could not help kneeling on the ground and worshiping him! ! !
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ...
The silver light around Yang Fan's body once again dazzled by a few points. In this silver light, there is indescribable vitality and power! ! !
magnificent! ! !
Suddenly, Yang Fan's momentum surged wildly, rising steadily, without restraint! ! !
Endless hurricanes burst out of his body. Inside the cave, tigers roar and dragons roar, whirlpools are everywhere, four magic circles, there is a faint tendency that cannot be suppressed, and it seems to collapse at any time. Possible! ! !
After all, it's just a basic magic circle, and its effect is limited! ! !
At the same time, Yang Fan's whole body strength also soared at a terrifying speed, 500 million ding... 1 billion ding... 2 billion ding... 4 billion ding... ... 8 billion tripods... ... ..
Breakthrough! After swallowing nearly twenty catties of the profound iron heart, Yang Fan's profound iron combat body finally successfully broke through and entered the realm of Xiaocheng in one fell swoop! ! !
After half an hour, with the help of the Immeasurable Profound Iron Essence, Yang Fan successfully stabilized his cultivation. The power of the pure flesh shell reached the power of the horrible tens of billions. The horror is really too horrible. You must know the martial arts. Old Ancestor Hou opened up the Profound Aperture, transformed his body's spiritual power into true energy, and controlled the true energy. Although one true energy can top the power of hundreds of millions of tripods, the average Wuhou First Chong ancestor would only be able to use all his cards. Playing dozens of true powers, that is to say, Yang Fan will suppress a single Heavenly Wuhou, even against most of the second Heavenly Wuhou, if he uses all the big cards, it is simply unimaginable, a little weaker. Intermediate Wuhou is afraid that he will be ruthlessly suppressed by him! ! !
At this moment, what the god sword Wushuang Shen Wushuang, the giant spirit god Jiang Ju Yishan, in Yang Fan's eyes, that is, a slightly stronger ant, moving his fingers at will, it is enough to crush them into dregs! ! !
This is the gap in the life level! ! !
However, Yang Fan did not go out directly, but continued to retreat to refine the remaining profound iron heart. Now his enemy is not the young giants such as Shen Wushuang, but the peerless great demon hiding in the dark. At this time, he , Although the strength is greatly improved, all kinds of hole cards are exhausted, enough to suppress the average middle-level Wuhou, relying on the terrifying flesh that is slightly better than the mysterious weapon, even some Seventh Heaven Wuhou wants to kill him, It took some effort, but for that peerless great demon, it was still just an ant, and at most it was slightly stronger.
You must know that the demons are generally stronger than the human martial artists. Half a step Yaohou is enough to contend with the low-level Wuzong, and the lower demons are not even the middle-level Wuzong as their opponents! ! !
Sharpen the knife without accidentally cutting wood, and if you are stronger, there is no harm after all, even if you lose it, at least it will be easier to escape! ! !
After the battle body of Xuan Tie became small, Yang Fan's speed in refining Xuan Tie Heart suddenly increased several times. If the essence of iron that poured into Yang Fan's body before was small streams and small rivers, now it is the Yangtze River. ! ! !
In less than half a day, the heart of nearly fifty catties of profound iron remained, and most of it was swallowed! ! !
Soon, another stick of incense time passed.
at this time... ... ...
"Rumble!!!"
Yang Fan's body shook again, and the mysterious iron battle body made a breakthrough again, stepping into the middle stage of Xiaocheng in one fell swoop, his whole body strength soared again, thirty billion ding...35 billion ding... .40 billion ding...45 billion ding... ..
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ...
The violent and unparalleled aura billowed and steamed, rising up into the sky like that peerless evil dragon, forming a wave of distortion and terror on Yang Fan's head! ! !
"Kacha!", "Kacha!", "Kacha!"... ....
The four major law formations that were already on the verge of collapse, could no longer withstand the tyrannical aura and pressure, and they shattered. The hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones that served as the base of the array shattered in an instant, becoming one place. Crumbs! ! !
The endless silver brilliance rushed out of the cave in an instant, shining in Kyushu, as if a treasure was born, shocking the eight wilderness, in just a few breaths, centered on the cave where Yang Fan is located, and within a radius of the land, all are under the shining silver light. , It seems like the day, and the bright silver light is still spreading towards the four directions at a speed visible to the naked eye! ! !
Thirty miles away to the southeast, a bald man with a height of nearly two meters and a tiger-backed waist is running hurriedly. He is about thirty years old. He is dressed in a khaki-colored gown, and his breath is unspeakably sturdy, like a head from the ancient wilderness. The fierce beast makes people have a kind of fear from the depths of the soul! ! !
Although it is not a young giant, the wild dragon is almost the same. It is the fourth person of the Purple Spirit Sect, and the top body training of the Purple Spirit Sect second only to Qi Hu. It is said that there is the blood of the ancient beast, the wild dragon in its body. , Their ancestors of the Huang clan once slaughtered an ancient wild dragon. After refining the body with the blood of the wild dragon, their ancestor possessed the blood of the ancient wild dragon. As the ancestor married and gave birth to children, the ancient wild dragon blood was also replaced. Passed down from generation to generation.
But nowadays, the bloodline of the Primordial Wilderness is extremely thin, and the thinness is almost negligible. There are very few who can truly awaken the Wilderness's bloodline. The younger generation of the Huang Family is the only one who has awakened the Wilderness. Bloodline is regarded by the Huang family as the hope for the future of the Huang family! ! !
Thirty miles away from the northwest, there was also a person who was attracted by the bright silver light. It was a young man in a golden robe. He was about 30 years old, his face was like a crown jade, his face was very gentle, and his hands were empty. But every move exudes breathtaking magical charm, as if everyone in the world must bow their heads in front of them! ! !
His pace is very slow, he has the calmness of a leisurely walk, but the speed is not slow, as if he shrinks to an inch, stepping out in one step, just tens of feet away! ! !
The son of Hejian—Li Mo, the son of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the son of Li Daoming, the king of Hejian County, and the eighth person on the Iron Sword Sword Ranking, but even the young giants such as Shen Wushuang did not dare to provoke him easily. Could it be Wang Tu, or the Li Tu’s coast, but the Wang Chen, the Li family, as the Tang Dynasty royal family, the strength is unfathomable, and even faintly above the nine sects, Li Mo, as the only son of the Hejian County King Li Daoming, It can be said that it is Li Daoming’s rebellious scale. Whoever dares to hurt Li Mo will endure Li Daoming’s thunderous anger. He is a county king and a powerful county king who controls a military and political power. His anger is no one. It can be withstood, not to mention the royal family like Li Mo, how can there be no cards to reverse the situation.
In the southwest, there was also a person who was aroused curiosity. The person was dressed in black, and his expression was a little lonely and depressed. There were not many powerful spiritual fluctuations from all over his body, but there was boundless killing everywhere.
The most noticeable thing is that long hair that is as white as snow, and I don't know what kind of suffering he has gone through before he turns his head.
A single sword on his waist shows his identity, this is a swordsman! ! !
White-haired Sword Demon—Leng Feng, the second silver swordsman in the Eight Desolate Sword Hall, with one hand, the Demon Sword of Nirvana, unfeeling, infinitely powerful, and terrifying of combat power, even above the dark evil cloud of the Black Excalibur. The undisputed young giant-level powerhouse! ! !
Another person looked at the place where the silver light bloomed with the same expression.
It was a young man in a golden robe, twenty-seven or eighteen years old. He was fierce, full of icy chills, and his spiritual power fluctuated very strangely, both righteous and evil, and very powerful! ! !
This person is no one else, but the leader of the inner door of Tianquan, the second person on the list, Dongfang Bai who is known as the little evil king! ! !
"A strong and powerful treasure must be the birthplace of the most precious treasure, and it may even be a legendary earth tool. Luck! It's luck!!!"
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Hurry up, it’s still past 12 o’clock, hey, I hope there will be no more power outages tomorrow. Brothers with flowers, please drop the flowers in your hand. There are only five flowers and 80 flowers. Ha! ! !