The Holy Land of the Emperor of Thailand, Shenchi Tiangong.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
Swallowing the black hole, like a giant whale sucking water, frantically devours the water of the sacred pool.
Every breath, every second, there are thousands of cubic meters of water in the sacred pond, which is swallowed by Yang Fan, merged into Yang Fan's sacred body, and strengthened Yang Fan's sacred body and inner world.
I didn't even know that because of the matter of the Void Spirit Mountain Range, a certain core disciple was dissatisfied.
Of course, even if he knew it, Yang Fan wouldn't care too much.
In just one Jiazi time, his cultivation level has broken through four major positions one after another, and entered the sixth-level top-level domain in one fell swoop, and his combat power is even more chasing the many ninth-level top-level domain elders in the Holy Land of the Emperor of Thailand, if it is three. When the ten thousand years are complete, his cultivation level should soar to what level.
It's hard to say to break through the realm of the realm god in one fell swoop, but a ninth-level top true god is still very possible.
At that time, his combat power, even if it is not as good as the top powerhouse in the half-step master of Dou Zhan, is afraid that it will not be comparable to those inferior half-step masters.
And those core disciples in the Holy Land of the Emperor of Thailand, even the top ten core disciples, are barely able to compete with the half-step master, let alone a mere purple feather god.
The core disciples have ten epochs as one generation. Once they are older than ten epochs, they become deacons or elders of the Holy Land according to their cultivation.
But it is not so easy to advance to the half-step master within ten epochs.
Sometimes, it is common for core disciples not to have a half-step master.
If this god Ziyu really does not know how to live or die, and dare to stab him, Yang Fan would never mind letting him become the nourishment for his own growth.
Time passed day by day, soon, five hundred years later.
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan's whole body is vigorous, once again rising steadily, soaring wildly.
The body is towering like a mountain, as if the invincible god descended to the world, the treasure is solemn, holy and unparalleled, people can't help but crawl on the ground and worship him.
Breakthrough, nearly 440 years of painstaking cultivation, Yang Fan's cultivation has gone a step further and successfully entered the seventh-order top-level domain god realm.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The swallowing black hole with a diameter of one hundred and fifty feet began to expand again at a speed visible to the naked eye, one hundred and sixty feet... one hundred and eighty feet... two hundred ten feet... ... Two hundred and fifty feet...
In the end, it didn't stop expanding until three hundred zhang.
The difference between the sixth-order top true god and the seventh-order top true god is a qualitative difference.
You know, the sixth-order top true gods are only intermediate-level top-level true gods, and seventh-order top true gods are already in the category of high-level top true gods.
It directly caused Yang Fan's power to skyrocket several times.
Under the swallowing black hole, every breath will swallow nearly ten thousand cubic meters of water in the sacred pool, which is truly terrifying.
At this moment, if there are other people around, you have to faint alive.
Even if it is a top half-step master like Dou Zhan Palace Master, the water of the sacred pool refined by every breath is like this.
Another five hundred years have passed.
"Om~~~"
Crown Prince Xuan Ying glanced enviously at Yang Fan and Fairy Zixin who were still in the sacred pond, and walked out slowly.
He just won the third place in the final assessment, and he can only submerge in this Tai Huang Divine Pool for thousands of years.
His steps are very slow and slow, turning around one step at a time, full of reluctance.
In such a short thousand years, his cultivation level successfully broke through a major position and successfully entered the sixth-order top-level domain god realm. It was not as simple as entering the sixth-order top-level domain god, but reached the higher sixth level. The peak of the top-level domain god, this is completely unimaginable.
It would take at least trillions of years for him to cultivate step by step in the outside world before he could have his current cultivation base.
This is because in the Holy Land of the Thai Emperor, if outside of the Holy Land, without a million billion years, or even an era, it would be difficult for him to break through.
After the top-level domain gods, every breakthrough of the rank position is extremely difficult, even if the Tai Huang world, the resources are billions of times the middle one.
If he could be like the fairy Zixin and practice for another two thousand years, he would have the confidence to advance to the seventh-level top-level domain in one fell swoop.
Hey, why was I fainted by beauty at the time.
Shouldn't, really shouldn't leave hands to Fairy Zixin.
Regret, I really regret it. In the battle that year, if he didn't pity Xiangxiyu, he would have no reservations, but there is a great possibility that he would surpass Fairy Zixin and win the second place.
But nothing is done, no matter how regretful it is, it's all in vain.
Finally, he took a deep look at Yang Fan and the two of them. With deep envy and unwillingness, the Profound Shadow Prince left the Shenchi Tiangong.
Two thousand eight hundred years later.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The horror swallowed the black hole and expanded again, three hundred feet... three hundred twenty feet... three hundred fifty feet... four hundred feet...
Breaking through, swallowing a huge amount of water from the sacred pond, Yang Fanxiu once again broke through a rank position and advanced to the eighth-level top true god.
The horror of the breath of the whole body, dominating the heavens, even the top ninth-level top-level domain gods like Baili City Lord, are inferior. What is even more terrifying is that Yang Fan's aura is still rising rapidly, as if it is endless.
Another two hundred years have passed.
"Om~~~"
Fairy Zixin opened her closed eyes slowly, and her three thousand years of cultivating time had come.
Next second...
His gaze turned and looked towards the center of the sacred pond, Yang Fan, who looked like the Supreme God King, had complex and inexplicable gazes.
There is awe, there is envy... There is also a trace of resentment.
Originally, she was expected to break through a small rank and reach the middle-level seventh-level top-level domain gods, but because of Yang Fan’s influence, she finally reached the low-level seventh-level top-level domain gods. Fortunately, she successfully broke through the seventh. Order bottleneck, otherwise, she would have to cry to death.
If there is no big chance for this kind of opportunity to cultivate in the Shenchi Tiangong, she should not expect it in one or two epochs.
For an ordinary core disciple like her, the income of one era is more than that of a few seventh-level top-level deacons of the realm. It may not be as good. One era can harvest 10,000 low-level crystals, even if it is not bad. Of it.
And the five low-level crystals can be exchanged for one holy land contribution value, which is two thousand holy land contribution values.
Now it is different from the holy land rewards. There is no need to pay the opening fee of the Shenchi Tiangong. You should know that in normal times, every time the Shenchi Tiangong is opened, everyone needs five thousand contribution points.
If these five thousand sacred land contribution points are exchanged by god crystals, it will be 25,000 low-level god crystals. Not to mention those sacred deacons, it is not a small amount for many low-level ninth-level top-level domain elders. .
The departure of Fairy Zixin did not cause any fluctuations to Yang Fan.
As always, I tried my best to refine the surging energy into the body.
Five thousand years... Seven thousand years... Ten thousand years... Fifteen thousand years... Twenty thousand years...
One day in the mountains, the world has been thousands of years.
Before he knew it, Yang Fan had entered the Taihuang God Pool for 22,000 years.
Suddenly, Yang Fan's whole body was imposing like a landslide and tsunami, soaring frantically.
The swallowing black hole with a diameter of more than five hundred feet also began to expand around.
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thanks to my little friend Yellow Cat for the reward.