Chapter Eighty-Three: The Dantian is Broken

I saw that Luo Qiuyun in front of him was not promoted, but forced down, but he squeezed too many times, no matter how much he pressed, he couldn't hold it down, and at this moment, a light popped out from the sage finger in Taichung.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into Luo Qiuyun's body, and suddenly his manic aura was suppressed by her, and Luo Qiuyun's eyes showed a grateful look.

"Boom~!~!"

"Boom~~!"

The sound of someone being promoted kept sounding around, and during these days in the Holy Ruins, most of the spar energy absorbed every night was accumulated in the bodies of the teenagers, which could be said to be also a creation.

And in the following days, people continued to be promoted, and every few days there would be a different saint to come to preach, which was something that the teenagers could not find, and those who survived got a great opportunity, I am afraid that the road of martial arts will be longer in the future.

In this way, unconsciously, half a year's time is fleeting, and the strength of the teenagers at this time has also undergone earth-shaking changes, among which the most terrifying teenager has been promoted to seven small realms in a row in just half a year, and the talent of the teenager is extraordinary.

The fat man was also promoted to three small realms, and when he came to the Venerable Double, his excited mouth smiled crookedly.

Zhao Zihu was promoted to three realms and came to the Venerable Triple, and like the fat man, he was happy to find the north.

Niu San only promoted to a realm and came to Venerable Yizhong, not because he was not talented, but on the contrary, this was the result of his great efforts to suppress.

Luo Qiuyun was promoted to two realms and came to the Venerable Sixfold, she also suppressed too much, but her talent was terrifying, and in the end, she was full of gains.

Ye Zhan also only promoted to one realm and came to the Venerable Triple Realm, but with the bonus of chaotic power, I am afraid that the martial artists of the Venerable Sixfold are not necessarily his opponents.

Among this group of people, the most terrifying is Ye Fang Ye Yuan, who has been promoted to six realms and come to the Venerable Quadruple, in fact, their talents are not bad, but their cultivation foundation has been too thin since childhood.

Ye Zhan had helped them wash their bodies before, and the opportunity of the saint's preaching this time made them jump out like carps jumping out of the dragon gate.

The saint was finally leaving, and everyone stood up to bow and thank you, this is a heartfelt thanksgiving, this unforgettable experience is enough for them to go back and blow for a lifetime.

After the saint left, everyone immediately rushed back to their rooms, while stabilizing their newly promoted cultivation, and on the other hand, they had to remember the words of the saint, and repeatedly digested and absorbed them.

"Come here!"

Ye Zhan, who was about to leave, suddenly heard the voice of Shen Lao in his ears, and after he said a word to the fat men, he walked towards the saint's room.

Ye Zhan gently pushed open the door, but was stunned by the scene in front of him, the saints who had been preaching to them all these days, for some reason, had all gathered here, and with the sound of Ye Zhan opening the door, everyone had their eyes focused on him.

Ye Zhan felt unprecedented pressure, no matter who was stared at by the six saints, he would not be calm, Ye Zhan greeted Shen Lao's family in his heart, why didn't he say hello in advance, he was so embarrassed.

"Unleash your chaotic power!" Shangguan Junhao said calmly to Ye Zhan.

Although he didn't know what the reason was, Ye Zhan glanced at Shen Lao and saw that he didn't say anything, he could only use the chaos in his body, and in the blink of an eye, the chaos force wrapped his entire body in front of everyone.

Next, Ye Zhan became miserable, like a guinea pig, constantly being studied by several saints, and from time to time he said some brainless words, which stimulated Ye Zhan's weak mind and made Ye Zhan think that the saints in front of him were crazy.

"The foundation is too bad"

"The cultivation is too low"

"Can he do it?"

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Finally waiting for the leisure moment, Shen Lao explained the cause and effect to Ye Zhan, Ye Zhan was like petrified after hearing it, he couldn't believe his ears, although there was a huge risk in participating in this matter, but as long as it was successful, then Ye Zhan's harvest would be a shock to the past and the present.

Ye Zhan agreed without thinking, and after seeing Ye Zhan's consent, everyone began to engrave on Ye Zhan's body according to the formation that Shen Lao had taught before.

In the next month or so, Ye Zhan's body was covered with hundreds of thousands of terrifying formations, and Shen Lao confirmed them one by one, for fear that something would go wrong, and then he would fall short.

Finally, Elder Shen exhaled a long breath, and the last formation was also correct, and several saints breathed a sigh of relief, although they were saints, but the engraving in the past month had made them tired.

Everyone began to adjust, but Ye Zhan was not idle for a moment, Shen Lao was constantly teaching him the handprint of activating the formation, Ye Zhan knew the importance of this action, so he was extremely attentive to learning the Dao.

Finally, at the last moment, whether everyone can leave the holy ruins, all hope is pinned on Ye Zhan again,

After saying goodbye to everyone, Ye Zhan turned around and walked towards the outside of the village, the lonely back became incomparably majestic in everyone's hearts at this time, because of this walk, no one knows if it will become a farewell!

"The boss will definitely be able to take us out," the fat man firmly believed that Ye Zhan could do it.

"I believe you can succeed!" Luo Qiuyun looked at Ye Zhan's back, and there was a faint layer of mist in his eyes.

"I hope you come back alive, and we'll have a good fight. Shangguan Tianye's expression was a little lonely, the ancestor's words before leaving were still echoing in his ears, he knew what the ancestor and Ye Zhan were going to do.

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At this time, in the Chaos Tower, the six saints were all there, and Ye Zhan followed their instructions, passed through the enchantment, and returned to the holy ruins again.

Next, Ye Zhan didn't waste a trace of time, and continued to follow the instructions of the saints and hurried with all his might.

On the top of the mountain, two figures, one black and one white, are still playing that game of chess, which has been played for I don't know how many years, but they still haven't been able to tell the winner.

As the old man in white dropped his fingers, the white flag on the chessboard seemed to be alive, constantly biting the black chess pieces, and the black chess pieces fell at a disadvantage for a while.

"You can't win after all!"

The old man in black saw the changes on the chessboard, and quickly dropped a chess piece, slowing down the old man's offensive in white, and faintly counterattacked.

"Why be obsessed!"

After the old man in white finished speaking, he gently dropped the chess pieces again, and this time he cut off the counterattack of the old man in black, and the situation changed again.

"Impossible!"

The old man in black looked at the chessboard in front of him, and the whole person roared loudly as if he was crazy.

"What's impossible?"

Ye Zhan's voice sounded on the top of the mountain, I saw him slowly walking towards the chessboard, looking at the old man in white in front of him, the old man in white saw Ye Zhan, and a smile appeared on his face that he was not shocked, he won this chess after all.

"How did you possibly find here?"

The Black Holy Spirit's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, this Ye Zhan appeared in front of him alive.

Originally, he thought that they would also shrink into that space, like the previous saints, slowly killed by time, but he never imagined that Ye Zhan would have the courage to come here.

"Die! You're all going to die!"

The Black Holy Spirit rushed towards Ye Zhan frantically, and he wanted to kill the ants in front of him who had provoked him many times to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Smack~~!"

The crisp voice continued to echo on the top of the mountain, and Ye Zhan condensed it into a whip with chaotic power and slapped it on the face of the Black Holy Spirit, everything was different from what the Black Holy Spirit thought.

Ye Zhan in front of him was not only not torn apart by him, but he also received a whip on his face, shame, this is a great shame, which also completely angered him.

Roaring towards Ye Zhan again, Ye Zhan took out the Lost Trace, constantly dodging the attacks of the Black Holy Spirit.

"Smack!~~"

"Smack~~~!"

The whip in Ye Zhan's hand was like having eyes, and it was whipped on the Black Holy Spirit from time to time, and every blow was extremely painful. It was as if the whip was designed to restrain him, leaving him helpless for a while.

"That's all you can do?"

Ye Zhan said sarcastically, the saints in the Chaos Tower looked nervously at the battle outside, and the most critical moment was coming.

"Die!"

Ye Zhan's voice was fiercely stimulated, the proud heart of the Black Holy Spirit, in eight thousand years, no one had ever let himself suffer such a big loss, the fierce light in his eyes was even stronger, looking at the whip in Ye Zhan's hand, he suddenly didn't want to kill Ye Zhan, it would be too cheap for him.

He wants to turn Ye Zhan into his puppet, so that he can torture him every day to relieve this hatred in his heart.

This time he pretended to attack, but suddenly changed direction, turned around and went around behind Ye Zhan, and pounced directly towards Ye Zhan, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't notice that Ye Zhan also showed a trace of a smile on his face at this time, as if he had expected him to do this.

"Boom~~!"

The Black Holy Spirit disappeared on the top of the mountain and appeared in Ye Zhan's sea of consciousness, but before he could be happy, suddenly hundreds of thousands of formations pressed towards him together, instantly scaring his soul away.

"No~~~!"

"No!~"

He couldn't believe what he saw, he knew that he was fooled, he wanted to escape, this was the first time he was afraid, he finally knew what it meant to be afraid, but it was too late to know, all the ways out were blocked,

"Hiss~~!"

The body of the Black Holy Spirit was gradually torn apart, turning into a huge amount of energy and surging towards Ye Zhan's dantian, at first Ye Zhan felt extremely satisfied, but as time passed, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Ye Zhan's forehead, and they were sliding down drop by drop.

"What should I do?"

"What should I do?"

Ye Zhan was extremely anxious, if the martial dantian was to be destroyed, it would be more uncomfortable than death, he didn't want to become a waste, but this huge energy was still flowing towards his dantian, and the dantian was already saturated, as if he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Boom!!"

Ye Zhan's eyes were dark, and he completely fainted, but at this time, six sages appeared around Ye Zhan and surrounded him.

"Let's get started!"

The six of them began to produce complicated handprints, each of which was obscure, and those who watched were dazzled, and one after another pure energy was constantly being beaten into Ye Zhan's dantian.

"It's up to you next!"

The six of them reluctantly glanced at the holy ruins, turned into a streamer and rushed into Ye Zhan's dantian.

The shackles on the feet of the white-clothed Holy Spirit had dissipated at this time, and he floated in front of Ye Zhan and pointed at Ye Zhan's forehead.

"Thank you!"

Shen Lao also came out and thanked the Spirit of the Holy Ruins, and then he could only watch dryly, he couldn't help anything, everything depended on Ye Zhan.