The world of raging flames, the boundless sea of fire.
There was a solemn flash in Yang Fan's eyes. It was just outside the sea of fire, and the divine flame could burn the high-level master artifact. In the depths of the sea of fire, how terrible it should be. Hot metal.
If you don't get into the tiger's lair, you won't be a tiger, fight it!
The Nine-turned God Demon in this seat is not a vegetarian, or a sea of flames. What can it do for me
Venerable Fury's treasure is right in front of his eyes, no matter what, you must put it together.
Don't talk about the fire, no matter how difficult it is, you can still get it.
Of course, the most important thing is the immortal mark on the arm, not the other, it is the imprint of the eternal world—the immortal world. Just now, Yang Fan inspired this eternal imprint and found it in this raging world. , There is still no obstacle, as long as he is willing, he will be able to return to the fairy world through this eternal mark in a short time of breath.
Unless the sea of fire in front of him can instantly burn it into slag, otherwise, his safety will not be in the slightest danger.
And with his current power, even if the Venerable Fury Flame is resurrected, he may not be able to kill him with a single blow. Yang Fan does not believe that the Venerable Fury Flame will have a sea of flames left over from many epochs. Such a terrifying power.
Next second...
With a move of Yang Fan's body, he stepped directly into the boundless sea of fire.
"It's hot, but it doesn't pose any threat to this seat." Yang Fan frowned, and quickly advanced into the depths of the sea of fire, surrounded by flames, except that he felt a kind of scorching heat, there was no other feeling, even if he didn't use nine. Turning the demon body, relying only on the defense of the flesh shell, Yang Fan is faintly comparable to the low-grade top master artifact.
A light-year later.
"Boom~~~"
The surrounding flames became more red, red and purple, and the temperature suddenly soared more than ten times.
The previous flames could burn low-grade high-level main artifacts in a short time, so now, even the middle-grade high-level main artifacts can't support a few breaths of time.
Faintly, Yang Fan felt a sense of melting.
However, as soon as Yang Fan gritted his teeth, he forcefully suppressed the idea of using the Nine Turns God Demon Body. Under the burning of the surrounding gods, his physical defenses unexpectedly improved a little.
This is a very rare thing. When the god body reaches his level, except for the rank nine god body promotion to the ninth rank, or a major breakthrough in his cultivation level, his god body defense will hardly be too much after the main divine calamity. Diligent.
Ten light years later.
"Boom~~~"
The surrounding magical flames completely turned purple, and the temperature skyrocketed ten times again.
It was that high-grade high-level master divine tool, in this divine flame, can't hold on to three breaths.
"Chih~~~ Chih~~~ Chih~~~"
In less than half an hour, Yang Fan's skin began to crack, and the whole person seemed to burn completely in the next second.
"No, it's the limit. It seems that the Ninth Rank God Demon Body can only be used."
"Om~~~Om~~~Om~~~"
Dao Dao divine light, rising from Yang Fan's body, the Nine-turned Divine Demon body slowly revolving, the flesh shell defense doubled, doubled, Dao Dao's indestructible power, turning into a warm and warm current, the body is thin and dense Dense cracks begin to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, Yang Fan's nine-turned god demon body stabilized at a limit, repairing and destroying, just to maintain a great balance.
The divine body continued to crack and heal, causing his physical defense to steadily climb.
A year later, Yang Fan moved forward again.
This purple divine flame had already caused little damage to his divine body.
As a result, his physical defenses directly skyrocketed nearly twice, and he steadily entered the ranks of the lower-grade top master artifacts, and was still among the finest items.
A hundred light-years later, the color of Shenyan changed again, purple with black, and the flame temperature skyrocketed again in multiples.
Regarding this, Yang Fan was not surprised but rejoiced.
"Om~~~Om~~~Om~~~"
The body of the Nine-turned God demon consciously moved, and its defenses climbed steadily, and soon, it was in a state of equilibrium again.
Years and years passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was three hundred years later.
Yang Fan successfully penetrated into the land of 100,000 light years in the sea of flames, surrounded by magical flames, that changed and changed again, and his power rose again and again.
Up to now, it is the low-grade top master artifact, in this dark as ink, it will not last a few breaths before it will be turned into ashes.
And Yang Fan's divine body defense is also breaking through the limit again and again, and the horror of defense has steadily entered the middle-grade top master artifact.
I have to say that this world of Rageflame is really a great blessing for him, even if he can't get the treasure of Venerable Rageflame, Yang Fan will make a lot of money.
Today, although his strength has never increased in the slightest, his survivability has more than soared tenfold.
The Nine Ranked God Demon Body broke out with all its strength, and the deity body defense skyrocketed eight, eight, six hundred and forty times.
Normal low-level cosmic venerables, if they don't have the supreme treasure in their hands, they will have to spend a lot of effort to completely kill him. As for those half-step venerables, Yang Fan is basically invincible by nature.
Eight hundred years later.
The surrounding darkness was like ink, the Destroying God Flame, which looked like the source of darkness, suddenly changed and became white directly.
As if the cathodic yang was born, the extreme heat turned into extreme ice, and the temperature was so low that even the soul of the Venerable Half Step could be completely frozen.
"What a terrifying ice flame."
A deep jealousy flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. Fortunately, he was not purely physical, and his soul was weak, otherwise, this time he would have to gain Dao.
This ice flame does not hurt the divine body, directly hits the divine soul, a medium-sized elder like Elder Mu Feng, caught off guard, the divine soul is afraid that it will be frozen into dregs in an instant, and you don't know how to die.
"Well, Destroying the Divine Flame can burn the divine soul, how about this ice flame, can it temper the divine soul?" Suddenly, Yang Fan's soul flashed in the sea of consciousness, "You can try it, but you have to be careful..."
Divine soul is the root of monks. If there is a big damage, it will affect the foundation at least, and at the worst, it will directly cut off the road, and the cultivation base will not be advanced.
Of course, this is for other monks. Yang Fan, who has the power of devouring the sky and the earth, can quickly recover even if the soul is severely damaged. It is nothing more than swallowing the soul of a large number of powerful people.
And this is where he dared to make a single test, the confidence of the ice flame soul refining.
"laugh."
Divine Soul defense carefully tore a breath, and led an ice flame into the sea of consciousness.
In an instant, Yang Fan only felt that his soul was trembling, and his thinking seemed to be much slower.
But soon, a surprise flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. His speculation was indeed effective. It took a while, just a icy flame to refine the soul, making his soul faintly condensed, no less than swallowing a half-step. The soul of master.
What a magical effect it would be if hundreds of millions of ice flames refining their souls together.
"Okay! Go on!"
Yang Fan's spirit continues to condense, and his resistance to ice flames is rapidly increasing, and a large amount of ice flames continue to pour into Yang Fan's sea of knowledge.
Soon, another three hundred years passed.
Qianzhou, that hidden valley.
"Puffy~~~Puffy~~~Puffy~~~"
Around the valley, the hidden array was forcibly shattered and completely disintegrated.
A mysterious figure whose whole body was wrapped in a raging divine fire descended from the sky, and in a flash, it arrived in front of the flame portal.
"The gate of anger flames, as expected, someone opened our clan gods, no, my clan gods are owned by the deity, and the deity will never allow it to fall into the hands of others."