Inside the ancient gate, Zhang Fan sat cross-legged, according to the demonstration of the heaven-level exercises in the spine valley to unlock the shackles of the ghost path, as far as comprehending the heavenly way, the exercises he possessed were the biggest cheats, just like walking through a maze, holding a map in his hand, and a correct route drawn with a red line, even if this maze is big, it can be walked out according to the red line.

I thought that after unlocking the nine shackles and completing the nine changes, I found that this was just the beginning, and there were more than 300 shackles waiting for him, although he already knew how to go on the road, but this road was too far, Zhang Fan After unlocking the shackles of the seventh ghost path and completing the seven transformations into Venerables, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, and his body not only recovered as before, but also became more powerful.

More than ten years have passed!

But the Tianyan in the ancient gate was stopped, the outside time had not passed at all, he didn't dare to use the exercises of the Buddhist sect anymore, and the current ghost path cultivation was far from enough to confront the Heavenly Court Emperors, but it did not prevent him from going out to play with them.

Time outside suddenly resumes!

"Kill!"

The shouting and killing sound came into Zhang Fan's ears again, as far as Zhang Fan heard it, it had been a long time, the White Emperor bore the brunt, and crashed into the mountain where Zhang Fan was, he didn't know that time had stopped a little.

"Boom!" Zhang Fan punched back.

In the interior of the mountain rock, the White Emperor felt a violent force coming, and this power was so powerful that he was taken aback in his heart.

"How could it be ......?"

How could Zhang Fan still have strength, the White Emperor thought that Zhang Fan was seriously injured, so he didn't have any great strength, Zhang Fan's punch was in contact with his Bafang Battle Technique, and he was actually resisted by force, not only that, but the White Emperor also felt a burst of anger in his chest.

"You're recovered!"

The White Emperor screamed in disbelief, Zhang Fan suffered such a heavy blow, he was dying, there was only one way to reincarnate, how could he recover in a blink of an eye.

This, this......

All the Great Emperor Immortal Officials in the Heavenly Court were extremely surprised, and they had never said that they were injured like that, and when they turned their heads, they were resurrected with blood on the spot.

Evil, too evil.

"Bendi is here to fight you!"

The Purple Emperor had already attacked from the side, and with a punch, he was much more ruthless than the White Emperor, but he was also shocked at the touch, and shouted: "You, you...... Are you advanced? ”

At the moment just now, Zhang Fan's ghost path power attracted the sky auspicious, this is clearly the image of the Venerable, Zhang Fan's previous ghost path cultivation was a real person, this is something that the whole day knows.

"You're dying, advanced?"

The Purple Emperor was powerless to complain at this time.

"What about the Advanced Venerable, Zhang Fan, you are dead today."

"The Purple Emperor is coming east!"

With a bang, the Purple Emperor was definitely a ruthless move, and the inside of his hand instantly increased a hundredfold, Zhang Fan only felt an irresistible force rushing towards him, and the whole person shot out towards the depths of the mountain.

"I'm leaving!"

Zhang Fan once again escaped the ancient gate, the gap in strength is still very large, just now, if it weren't for Zhang Fan's false move, it is really possible that he would have died in the hands of the Purple Emperor.

Once again, he went into retreat.

Although practicing all day is very boring, Zhang Fan himself is an otaku, before entering the underworld chat group, he often did not go out for ten days and half a month, and he was used to it, he felt that he had a computer and could not go out for the rest of his life, and now he felt that he could never go out with the heaven-level exercises.

More than ten years have passed, the eighth shackle has finally been opened, and Zhang Fan's strength has soared very obviously, which makes Zhang Fan also full of motivation, as a technical nerd, this is the biggest motivation. But Zhang Fan has not changed, but his strength has simply increased, which shows that the strength of his strength has not yet reached the point of quantitative change.

After more than ten years, Zhang Fan unlocked the ninth shackle, and it still did not change, and when the eleventh shackle was untied, Zhang Fan completed the change.

Even if he is an otaku, he must pursue a sense of existence and a sense of achievement, which makes Zhang Fan more confident and more eager to cultivate.

Time flies, and more than ten years have passed.

Sometimes, when Zhang Fan was really tired of cultivating, he would also wander around inside, put aside the ghost path cultivation, pick up the sword technique and comprehend one or two, so that he could also make some gains in the way of the sword.

In the seventh decade, Zhang Fan's sword technique unlocked the first shackles of kendo.

The complexity of the sword path shackles is no simpler than the ghost path shackles, and it is no wonder that the power of the sword path will be so great, as for who is strong and who is weak, it is difficult to say now, but these two heavenly ways are undoubtedly great avenues.

After that, Zhang Fan made a major breakthrough in cultivation.

It turned out that the ghost path and the sword path could be fused, and the power of the fusion of the two was ten times that of the simple power, this discovery made Zhang Fan extremely surprised and excited at the same time.

One more fun thing.

After unlocking the first sword shackles, in the future, Zhang Fan didn't want people to know that he was a ghost cultivator, so he could directly use sword qi without using ghost dao exercises.

Time flies.

Compared with the rapid progress of the ghost path, Zhang Fan can be said to be not low in the way of the sword, but when the shackles of the ghost path are opened to the twenty-seventh lock, the second one is opened.

The final reason is that Zhang Fan spends most of his time on ghost path cultivation, and second, he has heaven-level exercises, so he doesn't have to be so tired to practice.

After a little bitter cultivation period in the early stage, Zhang Fan ushered in a period of efficient outburst, during this period of time, his cultivation was surprisingly smooth, and the road locks were opened one after another, as if driving out of the muddy road and onto the highway, not only relaxed, but also faster, this time period lasted for fifty years, and the road lock opened more than a hundred.

But there was still no energy to change, so as to complete the ninth change and enter the half-step Tianzun.

At the same time, his kendo also completed the third change.

The subsequent cultivation entered a plateau, much slower than before, which may be related to personal cultivation talent, or it also echoes the ups and downs of the law of things, and then Zhang Fan also entered a low ebb.

In view of this situation, he planned to go out again to talk to the people of Heavenly Court.

"If you want to go, leave me behind!" The Purple Emperor, seeing Zhang Fan being shocked and flying out, swished, and chased after him in a flash.

But what was waiting for him was a powerful and incomparable light that exploded, and the Purple Emperor was almost shocked out.

"What's going on?"

"Why did the strength skyrocket again in an instant, this is almost close to the half-step Tianzun."

There was a huge explosion in the entire mountain, and the white strong light obscured the entire sky, and the mountain rocks instantly turned into a void under this light, and a figure rushed in the strong light.

It's Zhang Fan!

This guy sneered: "I'm here again!" ”

For him, he has not seen these people for hundreds of thousands of years, nearly a million years, and this is a heartfelt statement.

"Boom!"

Zhang Fan returned him a punch, the two rays of white and red light continued to flash, and this time again, Zhang Fan forcibly resisted the power of the Purple Emperor.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The White Emperor punched three times in a row, and the three of them were smashed by the force at the same time and thrown away like a distal end, and the two emperors failed to take Zhang Fan down with a combined attack.

"What? He's not going to be advanced again, is he? ”

Holy, what the hell is this?

The Purple Emperor scolded his mother in his heart, do you want to go to the next level? What about the level limit, what about the difficulty of cultivation, are they all fed to the dogs?

All the immortals in the heavenly court are blinded, their hearts are desperate at this time and they are about to collapse, what kind of demon has this encountered, one punch has advanced, one punch has advanced, and if it continues like this, it will become a Tianzun.

Zhang Fan once again entered the ancient gate.

This time he sat and watched for a longer time, one sitting is a million years, and the ghost Dao lock on his body has been opened to two hundred and thirty-one, at this node, Zhang Fan's strength has once again ushered in a qualitative change from quantitative change, and has officially entered the realm of half-step Tianzun.

Zhang Fan didn't stop, but directly sat and watched again, his cultivation entered the fast lane like the last time, and when he opened the three hundred and eight Dao locks, this situation eased, and the subsequent cultivation would be even more difficult, and he was getting closer and closer to leaving the Heavenly Dao.

The way of heaven can already be seen and touched, just like when sprinting, the finish line has been seen, of course Zhang Fan wants to rush over with his teeth.

Three hundred and fifty ghost path shackles, boom!

Three hundred and sixty-three, boom!

Three hundred and seventy-one, boom!

Boom ......

In Zhang Fan's body as he sat and watched, the shackles continued to break, and his body soared in a straight line.

Three hundred and eighty-four ......

The last Heavenly Dao shackles......