In the mysterious space, on the boundless life rough stone, only Nie Fan sat cross-legged, five swords floating around his head, and the Fengshen Pagoda turned gently, and the gray light was swirling, looking more and more mysterious.

There is no time here, the blue sky and white ground are the same, and it is difficult to calculate the time.

I don't know how long it has been, the true yuan in Nie Fan's body is like a sea, surging, the momentum on his body continues to rise without any scruples, and his mind is completely let go like never before.

After meditating for such a long time, Nie Fan had already adjusted his state to the strongest, awakened all his potential, and wanted to break through the level in one fell swoop.

Nie Fan opened his eyes, and the golden light in his eyes was shining brightly.

"It's not enough!"

Nie Fan's heart was beating violently, and he suddenly had three more pills in his hand that were as warm as fire, this was the elixir made of fire lotus petals and snow lotus, Nie Fan had been waiting for this moment!

Swallowing it in his mouth without hesitation, Nie Fan's face was full of determination. The three pills immediately dissolved in Nie Fan's body, and the terrifying force hit his limbs and bones.

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Nie Fan closed his eyes again, his eyebrows were resolute, his expression was cold, and he rushed through the level with all his might.

Bang bang bang

Nie Fan's body shook violently, and his breath continued to rise, impacting towards the seventh layer of Qi training.

Seven Killing Sword, Black Rock Sword, Chiyao Sword, Qingguang Gold, Zixiao Sword, each one is shining brightly, ringing constantly, and the Dao Dao light pillar soars into the sky.

The Fengshen Tower also stopped repairing itself at this moment, rising and falling above Nie Fan's head, paying attention to his every move.

With the change of Nie Fan's breath, in the sky above his head, around him, a storm slowly set off, constantly getting bigger, and in a blink of an eye, the wind surged, roaring and roaring.

boom

There was a muffled sound in Nie Fan's body, and his momentum changed suddenly, and his eyebrows became more and more condensed. He broke through to the seventh layer of Qi training, and now he is attacking towards the eighth layer of Qi training!

The five swords trembled more and more, and the five pillars of light had been connected together, enveloping all of them, and there was a terrifying sword qi wanton outward.

Nie Fan didn't know when a white tornado appeared above his head, roaring continuously and growing stronger and stronger.

These Nie Fan were unconscious, urging the sword technique, running the rolling true yuan in his body, and rushing through the level with unprecedented momentum.

His hair was flying, his clothes were bulging, and his whole person was as sharp as a sword, moving forward, desperately hitting one pass after another.

I don't know when an extremely faint figure appeared in the void, and it would be difficult to find it if you didn't pay attention. He looked at Nie Fan sitting cross-legged below, and after a long time, his expression was faint, and he didn't make a sound.

All of Nie Fan's attention was on himself, and he resolutely continued to urge the exercises, wanting to break through the peak of the Dao in one fell swoop.

boom

I don't know how long it took, there was another muffled sound in Nie Fan's body, his whole body trembled, and the momentum on his body increased again!

Eight layers of qi training!

But Nie Fan's momentum did not stop, and the true yuan in his body was still roaring like a river, not subsided, and was still sprinting hard.

Nie Fan didn't give up, he was engrossed in urging the exercises, and the hidden energy had been used up, but the three pills still had most of the medicinal power waiting for him to refine and integrate, he wanted to take advantage of this to rush through the level, there was a dragon feast and water, and he didn't worry about the consequences!

Nie Fan is getting stronger and stronger, there is no sign of weakness, the five swords tremble, the light is getting more and more blazing, even the Fengshen Tower is faintly transforming with Nie Fan, some shortages, cracks are slowly repaired, gray light is shrouded, it is more and more mysterious and powerful.

The storm above Nie Fan's head became more and more violent, setting off a big storm in this mysterious space, disturbing Fang Fan for an unknown number of miles.

The phantom of the qi god became more and more dim, and he seemed to be imprinted in the sky, staring at Nie Fan tightly.

I don't know how long it has been, the aura in Nie Fan's body is still surging, and he has reached the peak of the eighth layer of qi training, and he is impacting the ninth layer of qi training!

Breaking through the three realms one after another, even if the true yuan in Nie Fan's body is still strong, it is not so simple to break through to the ninth layer of qi training.

Nie Fan kept adjusting himself, not recklessly impacting, but constantly accumulating, and only let go when he was critical, and marched towards the ninth layer of qi cultivation wave by wave.

The five swords around him were also constantly flickering, and they were bright and extinguished as Nie Fan hit the realm, but the storm above his head showed no signs of stopping, and it continued to expand in his habitual surname, roaring and roaring in this space.

"Little one, hold on." The voice of the phantom of the spirit god sounded faintly, and the figure became lighter and lighter, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Nie Fan didn't hear this, and was still trying his best to attack the ninth layer of Qi training. This time he spanned too much to be able to touch at once, and he needed to be patient at this time.

Just when Nie Fan was constantly impacting the ninth layer of Qi Training, the northwest of the small world of Moshan Mountain, deep in the desert desert. A tornado bent and coiled, straight up to the nine heavens, at the bottom of it, swept wildly, the wind and sand filled the sky, and at the bottom of this tornado, there was a figure sitting faintly.

His expression was indifferent, and he was covered in flames, burning red, and soaring.

The young master of the small world of Moshan: There is no end to it!

He is impacting the innate at the moment, he has created a huge momentum, but he is still not in a hurry to break through, in the adjustment, he wants to rush to the late congenital stage in one fell swoop and complete a feat!

"Senior brother, how sure do you think Wuya is?" On a hill in the distance of the tornado, a middle-aged man in a purple and gold robe asked a young man who was only twenty-four or five beside him.

"At least eighty percent!" The young man looked affirmative and said, "Boundless qualifications are rare in ancient times, and it may not be possible to reach the end of the qi." ”

When the middle-aged man in the purple gold robe heard this, he immediately laughed heartily and said, "I don't want him to go that far, as long as he can turn into qi and surpass us, I will be very satisfied." ”

The young man also laughed and said, "Wuya will definitely go farther than we thought!" ”

The middle-aged man looked at the bottom of the tornado with anticipation, his eyes flashing with excitement and hope.

boom

As the two of them finished speaking, the tornado suddenly became more and more violent, and the wild sand flew in the sky, as if it was about to submerge the heavens and the earth.

Here we go!

The middle-aged man and the young man glanced at each other, and they both looked nervously at the blurred figure.

The tornado was terrifying, and the boundless momentum in the tornado changed dramatically, breaking through the innate almost in an instant, and then it seemed to be unhindered all the way to the impact, the early congenital stage, the middle congenital stage, and then constantly charging towards the late congenital stage.

The expressions of the middle-aged and young people were constantly changing, suppressing the tension in their hearts, and their eyes stared at the bottom of the tornado as if they could burn.

The momentum of the boundless sky skyrocketed wildly, without the slightest sign of weakening, and it continued to impact towards the late stage of the congenital stage.

The middle and late stages of the congenital stage are not as simple as a small realm at all, and the later stage has already seen a trace of the edge of the qi, which is not only the difference in the degree of the true qi of the true qi, but a kind of earth-shaking change!

Ling Wuya's expression was indifferent, his body was covered with golden gravel, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were full of cold color, and he frantically mobilized the true qi in his body to impact towards the late innate stage. If he breaks through to the late innate stage, he will accomplish a feat that no one has done for thousands of years, and his achievements will most likely surpass the Lord of Kunlun and become the new master of the Ancient Martial Realm!

The tornado is getting thicker and bigger, crazy, sweeping up and down the world, and it is difficult to see the end, but if a palace-level monk is involved at this moment, it will definitely be torn to pieces in an instant!

The middle-aged and young people in the purple and gold robes all had solemn faces, how could it be so simple to break through from the palace level to the late congenital stage, even if they had no doubts about Ling Wuyan's qualifications, they were also frightened at this moment, worried about accidents.

boom

Suddenly, the bottom of the tornado exploded violently, and a violent aura swept out, and the boundless wind and sand covered the heavens and the earth, plunging into darkness.

"It's done!" The middle-aged man in the purple and gold robe was overjoyed, and his face was difficult to get excited.

"Hmm." In the darkness, the young man nodded, as if relieved.

"What's going on......" Suddenly, the face of the middle-aged man in the purple gold robe changed greatly, and he suddenly blasted open the sand quilt in the sky, rushing towards the direction that Ling Wuya was meditating in just now.

The young man was also stunned, why did Ling Wuyan's momentum drop again? But he didn't have time to think about it, he split the sand and dust in the sky, and rushed over.

"Wuya, how are you?" The middle-aged man came to Ling Wuya, looked at the bloodshot corners of his mouth, and hurriedly asked worriedly. His aura was stable in the middle of the innate stage, and he obviously failed to attack the late stage of the innate stage.

The young man also followed in one step, looking at Ling Wuya's expression and couldn't help but be stunned: "Wuya, what's wrong with you, is someone interfering with you?" ”

Ling Wuya's expression was indifferent, he slightly recovered his chaotic aura, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said indifferently: "Too anxious, the foundation is insufficient." ”

If you forcibly break through the cultivation, it will be to pull out the seedlings and help them grow, which is harmful and useless.

The middle-aged and young people also knew this truth, and sighed in their hearts that it was a pity, and seeing that Ling Wuya's expression had not changed much, they asked, "How do you feel now?" ”

Ling Wuya forcibly suppressed the backlash in his body, and said expressionlessly, "It's okay, just rest for a month." ”

"Well," the middle-aged man in the purple gold robe nodded, stood up and said, "The mid-congenital stage is enough, recover as soon as possible, and I will take you to the small world of the Snow Mountain in a month." ”

Ling Wuya, who had always looked indifferent, heard the word 'Snow Mountain', his eyes immediately lit up slightly, raised his head and said, "Okay." ”

At the time of Ling Wuyan's breakthrough, in the depths of the Lotus Temple, in a deep icy cave, there were ice sculptures everywhere, and the white cold air was wanton, and when he exhaled, he was immediately frozen in the air.

She You, who was dressed in white, looked at the arm that was continued, his expression was cold, and his eyes were full of hatred. This is his great shame, no one has ever been able to humiliate him like that, and he broke one of his hands without coming forward, forcing him to flee in embarrassment!

"Shame must be washed away with life!" She You gritted his teeth fiercely, and his eyes were bloodshot.

His waist was frozen with ice, and a biting chill poured into his internal organs and brain from under his lumbar spine, this was an indescribable torture that made his body and mind suffer, but he had to persevere!

As long as he can get out of here, he is a powerhouse in the early stage of congenital, if he can marry Yang Xuening of the Snow Mountain Sect back, he will definitely be able to break through to the middle stage of innate through double cultivation, so that his enmity can be easily resolved!

"Nie Fan, this day is not far away!" (To be continued.) )