"I'm Mo Hongbai. The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders, and immediately understood why Nangong Fan had a killing machine, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a trance. Nangong Fan was killed, and quickly understood who the middle-aged man in front of him was.

On the way from the tribe to Beiliang City, I don't know how many times I have heard the barbarian mention it.

Since knowing that the Hei family was still there, Nangong Fan's hatred for the last dynasty was not as deep as before. Of course, he still wanted to ask Mo Hongnan for an explanation that he was chased and killed and fled from the earth. Even the last time I told the King of Beiliang to oppose the end of the independent dynasty, in fact, it was just a mouthful.

When Nangong Fan came out of Dragon City, everything became different again, chasing and killing all the way, he and the last dynasty can be described as a love-hate entanglement, and he is destined to pee on both sides.

This former crown prince Mo Hongbai is the only one in Nangong Fan's family who has a good impression of the royal family.

"Am I in the main hall?" Nangong Fan wondered, and the numbness on his body finally dissipated, and he sat up from the ground.

"In the king's place, of course. Before Mo Hongbai could reply, the voice of the King of Beiliang rang out. With the assistance of Wang Zai's best elixir, this guy was finally able to move his neck slightly, tilted his head, and looked at Nangong Fan, "You guy can't be asleep, right?"

"It's better than you, a wretch. Nangong Fan sneered, "You should know that I always want to beat you, right?"

"Damn, aren't you? You're going to bully the sick number?" King Beiliang's face was exaggerated, and his eyes were completely covered by black.

"Bang bang bang. ”

Nangong Fan came to the side of King Beiliang who was paralyzed on the ground with one step, squatted down and made a big fight, fists to the flesh, and his heart was refreshed.

From the first time I saw King Beiliang, I wanted to beat him up, but I finally got my wish.

A few people on the ground who were originally resting again jumped up under the launch of the conditions and surrounded Nangong Fan.

"Lie down for me, let him beat me up. King Beiliang groaned comfortably, and retreated from his subordinates, "Cool!

"Is it cool?" Nangong Fan had a wicked smile on his face, "Then I'll make you a little cooler." ”

"Damn, you're still greeting a sick person in the face?"

"I was injured just now, and I woke up, and I was sick. ”

"You look like a dragon and a tiger, how can you look like a sick person? Why are you kidding me. You're just a bastard, and you'll only bully the sick. ”

"Come, keep talking, the more you talk about me, the more refreshing I beat. Nangong Fan smiled like a demon.

The king of Beiliang shut up very happily, the one who knows the times is Junjie, and it is not too late for this king to take revenge for a year.

He shut up, and Nangong Fan had no intention of stopping.

Just in the blink of an eye, King Beiliang was beaten all over his head, and there was only one slit left in his eyes.

Nangong Fan suddenly stopped swinging his fist, jumped three feet high, and suddenly came to Xiao Ran's side and sat down.

"Little guy, it's pretty fast!" King Beiliang gritted his teeth and sat up from the ground under a few surprised glances.

They are full of question marks, even if Wang Zai is using the Divine Pill, it has not taken effect so quickly, right?

King Beiliang breathed a sigh of relief, his spiritual power flowed to his face, and his swollen face finally barely loosened a little, he stared at Nangong Fan fiercely, "That's right, you have a long ability, don't let this king catch you." ”

"You really don't have to be my opponent right now. Nangong Fan smiled, he didn't care, as long as King Beiliang didn't break through to the consummation realm in an instant, he could ignore this threat.

"Wang, are you really well?" said a soldier with a look of incredulity.

"What's the matter, Xiao Chenzi, you can't see this king?" King Beiliang glared angrily.

"No, look at me, I'm not excited!" Xiao Chenzi said incoherently.

"Excited. Or is this king too lax on weekdays. This time there was such a disaster, and it was all the fault of this king. Speaking of this, King Beiliang hated.

"King, it's all because the ghost town is not human. ”

"Second battalion commander, the ghost town is not a human being. ”

"We have never blamed you, king. ”

King Beiliang smiled freely, "I said that it was the king's fault, and that was the king's fault." If it weren't for this king, why would my Beiliangcheng be so unbearable? This pot can still be carried by this king. Now the king has to see how good the ghost town is. ”

"King!"

King Beiliang took a deep look at Nangong Fan, he was able to stand up again so quickly, but it was all thanks to this little guy, when he "beaten" him, he emptied all the yin qi deposited in his body by the way.

Nangong Fan shook his head, smiled indifferently, just a little fire breath, he didn't value it much, and he didn't even consume too much.

"Look at this king to take you to destroy ghosts!" The king of Beiliang, who was alive and well, couldn't sit still, and with a gun in hand, he headed towards the gate with a fierce momentum.

Nangong Fan held his forehead slightly, Big brother, can't you just take a good rest when you recover? Young Master Ben just had a fight with a fierce ghost, although he was beaten unilaterally, but he was also very tired? Besides, you have to look at the appearance of your subordinates, can you rush out to fight?

Well, this throne is definitely inherited! I don't see any trace of the king of the north.

Nangong Fan complained frantically, but he also knew that King Beiliang was just panicking in his heart.

Bedridden for more than ten days due to conspiracy, he watched the ghosts show off their might on their own territory. How can he stand it when he is arrogant?

King Beiliang wants to vent out, but Nangong Fan must take a good rest.

Nangong Fan has always felt that as long as he breaks through to the legend, he can push all the enemies in the world. Who knew that it was just an illusion brought to him by the inability of the Galactic Immortal City to trigger the general trend of heaven and earth.

For a legendary-level powerhouse, the range of the general trend of heaven and earth that can be controlled by each step of improvement will increase significantly, which greatly exceeds the range of spiritual power enhancement in the body under a small realm.

The scope of Nangong Fan's current control is similar to that of ordinary middle-level legends, but he has too many hole cards, so that he will not fall behind when facing the peak.

This strength that should be complacent and complacent, and to others it has to be cited as the first day of the world's proud combat power, now it seems a little weak.

"Alas, every time I improve my strength, I feel weaker. Nangong Fan had a faint sadness in his heart. Why do others feel that they have become stronger when they have not improved their realm?

Not wanting to be a depressing question, Nangong Fan only hated himself for not being able to match the perfection, and he was still not strong enough when he thought about it like this. I don't even have the strength to solve all the ghosts on my own.

"Is there any way to improve the strength again?"

Nangong Fan had nothing to do in his recuperation and began to run wild with his own.

The spiritual power has just broken through, unless the energy in the ring is borrowed, it is unlikely that it will break through again in a short time, so draw a big fork first.

What about physical practice?

Nangong Fan pondered carefully, his physical cultivation has always been greater than his physique, and it stands to reason that Nangong Fan's strength in all aspects of his body at this time should be as strong as Hu Teng's level of consummation legend.

After all, both of them are in the late stage of the epithelium, even if Nangong Fan is almost there, he must have a peak legend level, right?

But now Nangong Fan only has the legend of "Elementary Order", this Initial Level is the Initial Level in Nangong Fan's own induction, and his body is not weaker than the high-level legend-level physical cultivation in all aspects in a sense, but Nangong Fan deeply senses that he is really at the Initial Level.

Among them, there is a reason why the cultivation of the "Beast Transformation Technique" is not at the same level as the earth's ordinary body cultivation method, and there are also several reasons for the opportunity to catalyze.

After all, Nangong Fan knew that his physique had indeed broken through to the legend when he was on the ancient battlefield, and there were still so many thresholds between the initial stage and the consummation, and there was a lot of room for improvement.

It just so happens that the physical cultivation is not a step-by-step path, as long as the realm is enough, there is no adverse reaction to crazy improvement of the physique, and those who practice themselves are all people who want to forcibly improve and break through the realm.

In other words, as long as Nangong Fan can survive it, he will be able to improve his physique by four realms in a row at an extremely fast speed.

Well, the question suddenly came to how to quickly improve one's physique.

Nangong Fan thought about it and thought about it, so he was confused, why did this question emerge endlessly?

There was only one way he could think of.

Is it true that you want to go down the mountain and the sea of fire as recorded?

The problem is that there are no conditions and no time now.

Going around and around, Nangong Fan was blind.

Suddenly, Nangong Fan's mind had a flash of inspiration, and he seemed to have forgotten something.

Before his death, the high priest left him a medicinal liquid that could forcibly break through the realm through physical cultivation!

What does physical cultivation rely on to forcibly break through the realm? It is to strengthen the physical constitution by stimulating it, and after all-round improvement, it will naturally break through the realm.

It's just that it's sour, and it doesn't need to be said in detail to show it.

Nangong Fan looked at the King of Beiliang who replaced his subordinates at the gate and vented vigorously, thinking about the weakness of his own strength, thinking about the fierce ghost who beat him, and gritted his teeth fiercely.

it, don't think about it so much!

I'm done!

Just do it, Nangong Fan's actions are not muddy.

The ring flashed, and the jade that the high priest solemnly handed over to him to trade appeared in Nangong Fan's hand.

There is nothing special about this jade, it looks very ordinary.

Holding it with one hand, the other gently uncorked the bottle, and a cold current gushes out of it.

This cold current was very domineering, just in an instant, it froze all the hands that Nangong Fan was holding Yu Zhen, and his ten fingers were connected to his heart, and there seemed to be a bone-chilling cold that went straight to his chest.

Nangong Fan's upper and lower teeth kept fighting, and his body couldn't stop trembling, and he couldn't help but think of the feeling of being alone in the storm.

The chill was even greater than it was at the beginning.

Cold, there is no other feeling but cold.

Nangong Fan poured the liquid flowing in the jade into his palm with difficulty, and the sound of sizzling made a sound and the cold ice spread around. Nangong Fan even found that an inconspicuous crack appeared on the palm of his hand.

It's frozen!

Nangong Fan regretted it, he had just improved his strength not long ago, why did his brain heat up and want to break through again? Gradually improving, isn't it fragrant?

It's just that the jade has been opened, and the cold current has been spreading outward, and the medicinal effect has begun to evaporate.

Only gritted his teeth and poured more liquid into the palm of his hand.

The liquid was very turbid, and it did not freeze into a solid state under such cold.

Among them, the juice should be made from rare spirit grasses in the north, and these spirit grasses are more or less with ice attributes, so that this cold current can be so domineering, so as to stimulate the physique and make it stronger.

It's no wonder that physical cultivation is gradually decreasing, orthodox physical cultivation is completely dancing on the tip of a knife, and there is a more comfortable spiritual path, how many people will suffer this kind of suffering?

Nangong Fan didn't expect that before his cranky thoughts of going up the knife mountain and going down to the sea of fire were completed, he had to bear a baptism of ice first.

This crow's mouth, there is no one left.

Nangong Fan wiped the hand containing the liquid medicine on his arm, and after a few movements, his entire arm was covered with turbid liquid.

All of these liquids are attached to the pores, and the cold spreads everywhere, and it doesn't seem to be so easy to absorb into the body.

The air swirled, and a trace of heat spread in the bottom of my heart.

Nangong Fan's face was hideous, he would rather the qi cultivated by the "Beast Transformation Technique" at this time was of the cold attribute, and between this ice and fire, the entire arm seemed to be about to explode in it.

The pores kept shrinking, and the liquid was absorbed by the Gang Qi almost instantly, penetrating from the surface of the body into the body step by step.

"Whew. Nangong Fan couldn't help but gasp, and his entire arm seemed to be frozen all of a sudden.

Nangong Fan found that he seemed to have made a mistake, why did he wipe the liquid medicine on his arm first? The arm that had been wiped with the liquid medicine was so stiff that he couldn't move, and without the help of one arm, he didn't seem to be able to wipe the entire surface of his body.

It's not going to make a fuss, is it?

Nangong Fan thought that his body had reached the perfection level on the one hand, but was still at the beginner level, would that be very awkward? The quality of the two sides of the body was no longer the same, would he get used to it?

This seems like a very serious question.

"You keep wiping, I'll help you later. Xiao Ran's voice sounded in the back.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth twitched subconsciously in the cold, and he did not refuse Xiao Ran's kindness, and nodded lightly.

The arm that can also move freely is wiped off the chest and legs one by one with the medicinal liquid, and even the face is not put down, anyway, as long as he can wipe the place, he will never let go of it.

If it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of people here, Nangong Fan would be a little embarrassed, otherwise he would definitely take off his pants and wipe the baby well.

Who calls themselves perfectionists?

Nangong Fan was thin-skinned, and he still couldn't take off his pants in public, so he had to give up, and secretly made up his mind that he must practice the baby well in the future, and he must not let his body have any defects.

Almost everywhere your hands could touch, it was wiped out.

Nangong Fan turned his head and looked at Xiao Ran pitifully, the liquid was deposited in his body. That taste is really uncomfortable. Now he just wanted to quickly wipe all over his body, and then start to leap in his constitution under the effect of his medicine, so as to be liberated.

Xiao Ran smiled lightly, the barbarians were all refining bodies except for the priests, and he couldn't be more familiar with these medicinal liquids, but it was the first time he had seen such a domineering coldness.

The light flashed in Xiao Ran's hand, and as soon as he grasped the jade curtain, nearly half of the medicinal liquid in it had been used, and when he wiped it all over his body, the remaining medicinal liquid was all reserved for the heart.

The heart is the most important thing in a physical cultivation, or the unique hematopoietic function of the heart has led to his high status. There are countless blood, permeating the whole body, and blood is the true carrier of the power of physical cultivation. Legend has it that the rebirth of a drop of blood is a sign of a person who has attained great physical cultivation.

Of course, Nangong Fan is only in the epidermal period now, and he is still very far from that realm.

Xiao Ran took out a beast skin glove and put it on his other hand, the liquid medicine flowed in it, but it did not penetrate into it, and even the chill was blocked by this animal skin glove. Using it to smear the liquid medicine on Nangong Fan's body, there is no hair diaphragm, and it is not much different from human hand touching.

Xiao Ran had this glove to protect his palm, and he didn't feel the slightest chill, so he smeared all the omissions on Nangong Fan's body very neatly.

Swaying the bottle that was at least a third of the way down, "It's going to pour straight on your chest, are you ready?"

Nangong Fan's whole body was frozen, and all the Gang Qi was concentrated on his chest, and only when this medicinal liquid invaded the heart, all the deposited medicinal liquid would be activated to form a perfect whole.

You ready?

There is no way to retreat.

If the heart is not strengthened as it should be, all power will be in the air.

Nangong Fan gritted his teeth, "Come on." ”

It's quite a bit of grandeur.

"It's coming. Xiao Ran placed the bottle on top of his chest and tilted it slightly.

Zizizi, the cold air surged up, completely enveloping Nangong Fan, and the cold light flashed all over his body. Nangong Fan's whole person turned into an ice sculpture in a few breaths, and there was no trace of breathing.

The cold snap surged, and countless ice slags appeared on the ground centered on Nangong Fan's lying body, and there was a tendency to spread outward.

Xiao Ran stepped back again and again, put aside the bottle that had been broken, and stared at Nangong Fan who was lying on the ground without saying a word with solemn eyes.

Will he be able to make it through?

......

When the last drop of the liquid drops on the chest.

"Hum. ”

There was a tremor in his mind, and on his bare skin, white supernatural lines appeared, and the light flickered, and the cold qi was great, instantly spreading throughout the entire body, and even directly invading the brain.

The liquid medicine seems to come to life with it, forming a perfect whole under the series of supernatural patterns.

They wriggle beneath the skin, releasing a chilling energy that pours into the skin.

The skin membrane appeared, enveloping Nangong Fan in a golden light.

Between gold and white, the skin is tighter.

The numbness and pain were present in the depths of his heart, and Nangong Fan wanted to shout out loudly and vent all kinds of discomfort in his heart, so that he could be happy.

But at this time, he couldn't even open his mouth, and it was even more impossible to shout out.

In the silence, only the cold snap kept surging, and the pain precipitated in silence, which became more and more unbearable.

It seems that there are countless ants crawling frequently in the veins, and it seems that there are thousands of deer scurrying in the heart.

The heart was beating less and less frequently, and it seemed to be completely frozen by the cold snap.

In this state, every second is extremely difficult, but this little bit of time seems to have passed as long as a whole year.