Nangong Fan turned all the qi in his body into a solid physique, and then stood on the mainland, feeling completely different.

It seems that some strange energy has been rotating into the body through the real skin membrane now, and it only takes a little time to intercept it and refine it into the epidermis to enhance its own strength.

Nangong Fan opened his hands, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world, and after a long time, he finally held back four words, "Like a fish in water!"

In the past, it was to eliminate all the incompatible breath between itself and heaven and earth, but now it is to merge into this continent and become a fish galloping in this "ocean".

The darling of this world is brute cultivation, followed by demon beasts, orcs between demons, and the cultivation methods of the human race can only be rejected by them.

This is a devastating blow to the human race, and it is already the limit to be able to survive with difficulty, unless the human race also abandons the inheritance left by their ancestors and takes this path of cultivation to death, but the human race does not have the physique of barbarians and orcs, and the damage to the body on the way of cultivation alone is unbearable.

It's something innate and hard to eradicate.

The most important thing is that the human race does not have barbarian exercises, and if you want to create a similar cultivation system like this, you may be able to, but the combat power will definitely be very touching.

This is very similar to the status of the human race when he first went to the Tianniu system, but fortunately, there is a barbarian now, and he should take more care of this human race who is similar to himself. After all, if the orcs slaughtered the human race, in the eyes of the barbarians, it was no different from slaughtering themselves.

There is not much difference between the appearance of the human race and the barbarian, it is nothing more than that the skeleton of the barbarian is taller and larger, and the human race also has tall people.

The thought flickered, Nangong Fan couldn't help but sigh faintly, he was just a newcomer to the bottom of the cultivator, even if he wanted to make any changes, he didn't have the ability. In the final analysis, everything in this world still speaks with strength.

If Nangong Fan has the strength of Jian Lao and Niu Qingdao, he can blow a breath, and he can fill this continent with the spiritual energy in the deep space. If you are ruthless, in a single thought, all the creatures that are harmful to the human race will be destroyed, but that is not necessarily a good thing for the human race.

Nangong Fan walked around on the desert, his physique was almost at its peak, and he carried the wind all the way, at this speed, he was afraid that he would be able to surpass the distance traveled in the previous ten days in just two days.

Nangong Fan was not in a hurry, as long as his physical strength decreased slightly, he meditated on the spot and tried to intercept the breath that penetrated into his body on the mainland.

Reciting the Bible silently, the body is like an oven, as long as the intercepted power can be refined by Nangong Fan to the skin, there is no bottleneck in the realm, you only need to spend a little more heart and mind refining, and you can quickly reach the peak realm of the skin.

It is not as simple as intercepting this inexplicable energy to become a cultivator.

The stronger the physique, the more difficult it is to get out when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flows through the body. This is as long as the aura trapped in the body is stripped of the cocoon, and the refining of a trace of the dantian is considered successful. With this as the foundation, you can start to absorb the aura of heaven and earth by using the exercises, so that it can grow slowly.

And the interception of brute cultivation is much more domineering, it is a piece of the entire interception, and then it is refined. If you are tired in the way of becoming a spiritual cultivator, you will tire people to death.

It's not that Nangong Fan doesn't want to break through the peak first and then head into the depths of the continent, if he wants to hurry, he can't reach it, he has improved his physique too much in ten days, so it's better to slow down a little.

What's more, from the time of refining Gang Qi, it can be found that the efficiency of refining energy under exertion is higher.

Walking like this, and refining on your knees when you are a little tired, is really just right, and you can practice in a hurry.

I don't know if it's because Nangong Fan didn't practice himself to death, even the frequency of hunger is much slower, and there is no need to come out to play hide and seek with the sinking sand scorpion for three days like during the retreat, just to be able to fight tooth sacrifices.

After walking for a day, he harvested ten more sinking sand scorpions, but unfortunately the high-level sinking sand scorpions that Nangong Fan had always wanted to compete with his body had disappeared.

As for the most advanced level, it is fortunate that it is now on the edge of the continent and is relatively difficult to encounter.

The water flows low, and the people go high.

Demon beasts that have reached a certain realm will instinctively drive them deeper into the continent, where the inexplicable energy is more abundant, and they can improve more quickly.

People like to be a chicken head rather than a phoenix tail, just for a leisurely one.

And the demon clan pursues the naked law of the jungle. Pay attention to one would rather be a phoenix tail than a chicken head.

For a simple demon beast, the heart that wants to be strong is more pure than the person who is complex.

Nangong Fan swallowed a sinking sand scorpion, "It seems that the most important demon beast here is the sinking sand scorpion, and other demon beasts are very rare." Or are those monsters moving deeper underground?"

After Nangong Fan's physique was strong, he also took the time to dive deeper into the sandy land, but it was only more than three meters, and the pressure made him completely unbearable, and he didn't dare to go down any further. But judging from the little traces of the gravel, there were monsters much larger than the Sand Scorpion that had moved at that distance.

It also made Nangong Fan discover that the inexplicable energy is more intense underground, but if it is cultivated, the movement will be big, and even the middle and low-level sinking sand scorpions passing by will stretch out their hard pincers and take the initiative to attack.

Nangong Fan was afraid that there would be a big guy underneath, so he didn't dare to go too deep into the sand to cultivate.

When Nangong Fan's thoughts fluctuated, his ears suddenly flapped a few times, and he heard the sound of crawling under the sand changing from slow to urgent.

In this depth, only the high-level Sand Scorpion will actively attack.

Nangong Fan became excited, the time had come to truly test the results of brute cultivation!

After this battle, it was possible to distinguish whether the human race was cultivating the path or the brute cultivation was stronger.

The flat sand suddenly exploded, and the sand and gravel swept the wind and waves, shooting towards Nangong Fan.

Through the gravel, you can faintly see the scorpion the size of a foot with the help of the force of breaking through the sand, jumping up from the ground for more than a meter, and the pincers thicker than a thumb are showing a cold light in the sun.

"It's a good time!" Nangong Fan punched straight out, a bear-shaped fist!

The anger is gone, and the fist intent is still there!

This is Nangong Fan's most proficient move in simple fist and foot kung fu.

The power condensed into the fist, and it slammed into the pincers without showing weakness.

The two high-level quantities exploded, and Nangong Fan's body involuntarily slid backwards on the sand, drawing two conspicuous traces. The sand scorpion that leaped up had no focus, and flew backwards.

At the same time, thousands of pieces of grit fell on his body, shattering his clothes, revealing the smooth skin underneath.

The grit simply leaves white spots on the skin, and it catapults high into the air and slides to the ground.

Just talking about defense, even if it becomes stronger, the brute cultivation is still weaker than normal.

But the gap is that this is the body's natural defense ability, no matter what the situation, this layer of epidermis is here, and it will never be weakened by any factor. And if the normal body cultivation qi is exhausted, the light film will disappear with it, and the defense ability will take a sharp turn.

For this alone, Nangong Fan was extremely satisfied with the barbarian cultivation.

Nangong Fan stopped his figure, stepped out, and stepped towards the sinking sand scorpion that had just fallen to the ground.

As soon as the mind moved, the gravity realm descended at the same time. But the strange thing is that the realm could reach twenty times the effect at will, but at this time, it seems to be only about fifteen times.

Nangong Fan didn't have time to figure out why this was, after all, this was a battle with a demon beast of the same level, and it was not too late to explore it after the dust settled.

Applying gravity to himself, the already powerful kick seemed to rise a few notches at once. It was as if even the air had been trampled underneath, and a screeching sound was heard.

The sand scorpion only had time to raise its pincers again and swing it vigorously into the air.

Even if this sand is a creature that lives underground all year round, it is not easy to drill into it. If Nangong Fan wants to enter the sand, he has to use four or five points of strength to exert all his strength to make it possible, or use the advantage of the Black Dragon Sword to easily gouge the gravel.

The sand that makes up the desert has a lot of weirdness, and it's completely different from the ordinary desert. Nangong Fan Zeng also deliberately grabbed a handful and went to the Qinglian space, ready to study this gravel, but as long as it left this continent, it lost all its effects, and what he held in his hand was just some quicksand.

This gravel should be complementary to the strange energy that permeates the continent but is different from the aura of heaven and earth.

This kick is Nangong Fan's extreme combat power when he doesn't need to use spiritual power. Stomped the hard pliers.

The sand scorpion squeaked everywhere, and its carapace resisted the arrival of this huge force, but it still couldn't stop the downward trend of the pincers.

A little chill loomed, and the sand scorpion flicked its tail, and the poisonous needle stabbed at the foot that almost covered it.

Nangong Fan's eyes were filled with color, and he easily raised his thighs to avoid the blow.

He didn't want to be pricked by the needle.

The sand scorpion pincers fell, slashing towards the ground, and once it entered the ground, it believed that it would soon be able to escape.

A smile cracked at the corner of Nangong Fan's mouth, in the epithelial stage, the brute cultivation outbreak is a little weaker, but it is better than the comprehensive, that is, every point of the epidermis on the body has reached the high-level epithelial stage.

The outbreak of brute cultivation comes from the power brought by the peristalsis of the flesh and blood in the body, after all, it has not been cultivated to that point at this time, and the flesh and blood in the body are only stained with some skin membrane to eat the remaining energy, and this kind of explosion is really normal compared to the unsatisfactory qi.

But Nangong Fan's strength has improved a little after all, and he can almost break through to the peak with a little energy, and with a casual attack, he will not fall behind with a full blow compared to before he became a brute cultivator.

Even the sand scorpion of the same rank, which was difficult to solve before, had to be defeated in its hands, and wanted to escape with the help of the sand.

But Nangong Fan had long been greedy for the flesh and blood of the high-level sand scorpion, and as soon as he thought about it, his saliva was dripping, and his stomach began to "gurgle".

Nangong Fan, who is in the state of a foodie, how could he tolerate such a delicious taste slipping out of his mouth?

With a wave of his fist, he used his spiritual power this time, and after realizing that he could harvest the scorpion meat, Nangong Fan shot with all his strength regardless of consumption.

The exploration of the brute road is over, and it's time to reap the fruits!

The sand scorpion, which had just put down its pliers to dig the gravel, had to lift them again.

With the cooperation of spiritual power, Nangong Fan's strength had already surpassed the high-level Yellow Realm, and he had barely reached the peak threshold.

This power was not enough to destroy the hard pincers, but the power has since been stirring in the body of the sand scorpion.

A miserable hiss sounded, and it was too late to realize that something was wrong, and its vitality shattered a little in an instant, and it was about to shoot a poison needle with its tail straightened, and had to fall from mid-air under the great force.

Nangong Fan was unforgiving, and stepped on it again.

The Sand Scorpion would never understand how a person's strength could have improved so much in an instant.

Under the trampling again and again, all vitality is wiped out.

Nangong Fan looked at the sinking sand scorpion that was still intact on the ground, but had lost all its brilliance in his eyes, and couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth.

He stomped on it again, and when he was sure it was truly dead, he crouched down and picked it up.

"Canglan, it's not like I didn't think of you. But I'm so hungry, I'll give it to you next time. Nangong Fan grabbed the Shen Sand Scorpion with a sigh in his mouth, peeled off the shell, and threw the intact shell into the ring.