There are no years of cultivation.

Everyone swims in the ocean of aura, even if they can save the leisure time of eating, and there is no feeling of hunger at all.

Although the food is delicious, there are always impurities in it, and it is always a hassle to know the impurities. How can you drink the essence of heaven and earth?

It is said that there are top sects in this world, and what they eat and drink is home-grown spiritual food, and there are even wood attribute cultivators who use unique spells to attract heaven and earth spiritual energy cultivation every day.

Not only can it satisfy the appetite, but it can also increase its spiritual power on weekdays.

Nangong Fan still woke up, and he was also freed from that strange cultivation state, and before he could even think about checking what was wrong with his body, he was stunned by the aura scurrying around in his body.

Fortunately, his body functions almost formed the instinct of refining aura, so that he didn't make a big mess.

But he already knew in his heart that he still lived the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and the abundant aura environment around him was the benefit that Mengjun said, but when it was formed, the movement caused by the large array was too great, which made him misunderstand.

Anyway, it's not his own pot, how can he be such a pure young man if he doesn't misunderstand?

Nangong Fan's mind was full of thoughts, but he still couldn't help but curse Mengjun secretly in his heart, you will die if you say hello?

Then Nangong Fan didn't have the heart to think too much, and there were suddenly so many heaven and earth spiritual qi in his body that had not yet been refined into his own spiritual power, and there would be all kinds of unpredictable risks. At this time, his body is like an oven, and if he doesn't pay attention to his distraction, he may be like Fu Xuexi's cultivation, and he will explode with a "bang".

The fryer can still be saved, but how can the body be fried? Nangong Fan didn't want to joke with his life.

The Heavenly Spiritual Qi didn't need him to spend his mind absorbing it at all and went crazy into his body, he could only work hard to refine, refine, and refine again.

Nangong Fan felt like he was incarnated as a fish, swimming in the ocean of aura, and the growth of spiritual power brought a trace of satisfaction.

The spiritual power is growing rapidly, the realm of Emperor Wu is stable in the early stage, the middle stage of Emperor Wu is stable, and the middle stage of Emperor Wu is stable, Nangong Fan has a ridiculous feeling that he wants to break through directly to the legend in this ocean.

I couldn't help but panic.

Why is it that even if the people in the upper realm consume a lot, there will be people, especially Tianjiao, who is famous for various forces, who come to the lower realm from time to time?

The environment of the Nether can allow them to better experience the laws and better appreciate the feeling of "powerful".

In the upper realm, they are like mortals, and in the lower realm, although they are suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth, they can also experience the feeling of omnipotence, just like when Nangong Fan held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, so as to speculate the truth of the world.

It's a great experience, and maybe a revelation will lift their minds and elevate their realms. Tianjiao is racing against time to cultivate, and this sublimation is enough to make them greedy.

And some people who can't break through all the year round hope to make a breakthrough for themselves, increase their strength, and increase their lifespan.

The people of the lower realm, although the environment of the heaven and earth to which they belong is different, resulting in slow cultivation, and the martial disciples to the martial saints are only in a small realm in the upper realm according to the upper realm-the early stage of the human yellow level, but this also makes their realm more solid.

Is the middle of the Yellow Level, which is obtained by breaking through countless barriers, and the middle of the Yellow Level, which can be reached at will, the same concept?

Although this will make people's cultivation slow, but thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and there is no solid foundation, where can the high-rise buildings come from?

Nangong Fan doesn't want to break through several realms in a row, he is still young now, so he doesn't have to care about the invincibility of the Nether Realm for a while, but the process must be done perfectly.

But now everything is out of his control, he is like a carp that has stepped through the dragon gate of the green clouds, and jumped several realms behind him.

Nangong Fan watched expressionlessly as the spiritual power impacted the barrier of Emperor Wu's late stage, but he felt more and more weak in his follow-up, and endured the slightest pain in his body.

In the confusion, it seemed that the aura between heaven and earth was gone, and the barrier of Emperor Wu in the later period was like a gate, firmly closing him out.

Nangong Fan watched the violent spiritual power in his body impact the realm again and again, and it seemed that he was only a little bit of strength away from successfully breaking into the door and seeing the different styles in the world.

At this time, ordinary people have already tried their best, either using pills, or mobilizing divine power or even Gang Qi to forcibly break through.

However, Nangong Fan looked at the impact of spiritual power calmly and indifferently, and was unmoved by the slightest trace of blood in his body.

The spiritual power gradually subsided, as if it had turned into a pool of calm clear water, and there was no longer the slightest wave.

Nangong Fan slowly opened his closed eyes, and the essence flashed, and the momentum instantly boiled and quickly converged.

"Good concentration. Mengjun's voice slowly remembered, Mengjun stood in front of Nangong Fan, and the momentum on his body surged out.

Nangong Fan could see that Mengjun was not deliberately showing off the strength that he had broken through to the advanced legend, but simply couldn't suppress the surging spiritual power in his body.

Nangong Fan nodded in thanks, his heart moved, the light of the ring flashed, the figure was wrong, and dozens of figures appeared in this formation.

Mengjun's eyes gradually lit up, and he easily found the person he was most concerned about in the past ten years in the crowd that suddenly appeared.

Tears gradually flashed in the corners of Mengjun's eyes, and she caressed her cheek in Mengna's stunned gaze, "Like! ”

Nangong Fan knew that Mengjun remembered his deceased wife, so he didn't get bored and walked to the middle of Chen Ming's people who gradually woke up from meditation, and looked at the father and daughter from afar.

"Young Master, I'm still a little bit close to breaking through to Emperor Wu. Xiao Yanyi smiled like a flower.

Nangong Fan nodded, rubbed Xiao Yanyi's head dotingly, and messed up her long flowing hair. Even if Xiao Yanyi is actually older than him, in his eyes, she is just a sister who needs to be loved.

Looking around at the other eleven people, their eyes were full of praise, they were all at the peak of the Martial Emperor, and they couldn't help but nodded, "It's not bad, continue to work hard later." ”

"Yes, young master!"

Nangong Fan looked at the twelve pairs of eyes that flashed with joy, like a group of children who had just finished their housework and were eager to be praised by their parents.

As long as Nangong Fan praised him, it was like getting a favorite toy, and his joy was beyond words.

Mengjun dragged Mengna to Nangong Fan, "Thank you." ”

"My name is Nangong Fan. Nangong Fan shook his head and smiled, and stretched out his right hand to Mengjun.

Mengjun stared deeply at Nangong Fan's handsome face, stretched out his right hand, and the two of them let go as soon as they touched it.

"Don't expose a ring that can hold a living creature to a person's eyes. Mengjun said slowly, "Such a divine object, according to the records, is a complete space inside, unlike ordinary storage rings, which are only forged from ores containing space energy. Real storage rings are extremely precious, not to mention the real space for people to live? people's hearts are greedy and sinister!"

Mengjun was injured by the people closest to him because of his greed and sinisterness, he didn't want to be extremely favored by him, and even Nangong Fan, who had the grace to save his life, neglected this, causing a big disaster.

Nangong Fan's face was solemn, he had thought about the preciousness of the Qinglian ring, but he never thought that he would get into trouble because of it, after all, his experience is still too shallow, many things are taken for granted, and there are reasons for bystanders, he can see others clearly, and he is ignorant about everything when he puts it on himself.

But fortunately, Shizun has cultivated his ability to think independently since he was a child, and he only thought about it a little and understood that Mengjun did not lie to him.

Nangong Fan's face changed uncertainly, looking at the group of people he had saved in front of him, he always felt that they were usually proud of their grateful eyes, but at this time they were full of deep malice towards themselves.

Demonic stimulation, Nangong Fan's heart was boiling with murderous intent, and he couldn't suppress it. The magic lines on the skin covered by the clothes appeared, and the body trembled slightly.

To kill? or not to kill?

Mengjun looked at Nangong Fan's pupils with a strange face, and when he inadvertently spied into Nangong Fan's heart, he knew that this calm and wise boy in the past had a demonic nature hidden in his heart that would not be revealed to outsiders, and there was a demon from the abyss hidden in his seemingly weak body.

It's just suppressed by an unknown force.,But when stimulated, it always comes out to stir up the rain.。 It's as if Nangong Fan's entire soul is divided into two, each in charge of light and darkness, and they are not dry with each other.

It is a paradoxical complex of angels and demons.

But Mengjun still didn't expect that just such words could make Nangong Fan approach the mad demon, it was too fast, although the killing machine had not yet completely diffused, but a chill was already spreading, and it would reverse the sky at any time.

But in front of the sages' clothed mounds, don't have murderous intent!

The mound of clothes, which was hand-arranged by the top powerhouses, has unimaginable power. This forgotten corner of history has not completely disappeared, maybe it is due to the strong man who laid out the formation.

The history of the human race cannot be forgotten, the spirit of the sages cannot be disgraced, and the words of the emperor cannot be disobeyed.

Nangong Fan inadvertently violated the taboo!

The killing machine was still brewing, and a gun-wielding phantom appeared on the gun monument.

A wisp of spear loomed at the tip of the gun, the space seemed to be cut, and time seemed to be frozen for it, and it was far away.

"Big dreams are boundless!"

Mengjun's face changed greatly, and a strange fluctuation spread out from his eyebrows, in order to stabilize Nangong Fan's blackened mind, otherwise none of the people present would be able to escape the sanctions of the big array.

A chill spread from the top of Nangong Fan's head all over his body, and the whole person was a little groggy, as if he was about to fall asleep.

The mark of the demon flickered, and Nangong Fan's mood suddenly calmed down a lot.

After all, Nangong Fan is also a half-divine cultivator, and Mengjun's half-hung divine thoughts did not suddenly make him fall into a strange circle of soul arts, but this is enough, Mengjun only needs a Nangong Fan who can communicate normally, and he still needs to do it himself to really suppress the demonic nature in his body.

The demon in your heart, never think about expecting others to eradicate it for you, this is a demonic obstacle and a chance.

The light in Nangong Fan's pupils dimmed a lot, his face was distorted, and he said with difficulty, "Quickly open the passage for me and let me leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress it." ”

Nangong Fan's voice was extremely hoarse, and there was even cold sweat rolling down his face, as if just such a simple sentence had consumed all his strength.

"There's a way I can get them to forget this memory, it's up to you to believe me or not. Mengjun was not verbose, and said it directly.

Nangong Fan's pupils are uncertain, believe it or not?

Nangong Fan looked at Mengjun silently, and finally fell silent.

The phantom on the gun monument slowly faded in the air.

Mengjun grinned, "If I had malicious intentions towards you, I wouldn't have reminded you personally." The "Big Dream Nerve" I practiced can lead people to dreams, and I can practice to the depths, and I can dream for hundreds of millions of years, and now I can tamper with their subconscious memories. As long as no one mentions it in front of them again for a hundred years, they will forget this memory. I'll seal myself too, and it's up to you how you do it. ”

Nangong Fan was silent, and turned to Chen Ming's twelve.

Mengjun smiled slightly, and raised his arms backwards, "The world is a big dream!"

The supernatural power bloomed behind Nangong Fan.

One after another snoring sounded suddenly.

Dream big without a trace!