When Nangong Fan was in the Barbarian Continent, almost all the aura he absorbed was used to relieve all kinds of discomfort under the repeated leaps of his physique.

After all, in the Barbarian Continent, the aura is too scarce, and if the spiritual power cannot resonate with the aura around the body, the power will drop a lot, and it can only add a little explosive power. It is a heaven of physical cultivation, and reducing spiritual practice is a helpless move in various situations.

If the already thin aura is used to soothe the body, of course, it is more than enough, even if some is used for the cultivation of wizards, it will not cause any effect. But if you add spirituality, there's a great chance that nothing will come to fruition.

Wizards use more aura in deep space for cultivation, and it will not have too obvious an impact on the progress of physique, which is the reason why Nangong Fan will practice witchcraft.

Wu Xiu is considered to be a way for Nangong Fan to temporarily replace spiritual cultivation, at least he will not have a single means like ordinary barbarian cultivation in the Barbarian Continent, and he can also fly a sword a hundred meters away to take people's heads.

But since he arrived in the Qiqi Continent, there was abundant spiritual energy in heaven and earth, Nangong Fan immediately changed his thinking, and spiritual cultivation must break through the Xuan Realm as soon as possible. Originally, he was going to stay in the Thousand Mountains Pavilion and break through with the help of the more abundant aura under the formation there.

But as I walked, my thoughts couldn't help but fly.

First of all, he thought about the dead qi in his body, and then he thought of the black qi that burst out from the collapse of the continent.

Is that a dead air? Is there a spirit on the mainland?

All kinds of thoughts lingered in his heart, and the more Nangong Fan thought about it, the deeper he looked, and even the scene of the collapse of the continent appeared in front of him again, but this process seemed to have slowed down countless times. In it, I felt like I was collapsing.

In the middle of this, the dead qi was triggered, and it almost corroded the pool that was supposed to hold the Gang qi, and at this time, under all kinds of unwarranted realizations, these dead qi separated into an insignificant trace into the dantian.

The dantian is the territory of spiritual power, and naturally this invader is not allowed to take root in it.

A big war is inevitable.

Fortunately, the two auras were extremely constricted, and they did not spread the battlefield from the dantian to the whole body.

A trace of spiritual power was the first to impact the dead qi, but before it could touch the dead qi, it was completely annihilated under the breath.

This can make the rest of the spiritual power fryer, although they are still in a gaseous state, they can be accompanied by the slowly beating Qinglian Dao Huo, contaminated with a little breath, and they have a bit of arrogance in their hearts, how can they see such a fiasco?

It was impossible for Nangong Fan to sit back and watch the death qi corrode the dantian, and he wanted him to command the spiritual power to fight, but the thought flashed in his mind, and after a slight hesitation, he gritted his teeth and chose to stay aside and sit back.

Shen Nian was thinking about all kinds of death qi, judging from the last time his body collapsed, the death qi did not attack, and even the demon thought deliberately avoided its existence when he controlled his body, this death qi was quite unavoidable.

This was expected, after all, the source of the birth of the dead qi was exquisite, and it was only when Nangong Fan really went to the Huangquan Road on the way to ascend and came back. If it weren't for the voodoo doll shelter that Nangong Fan got through the ancient road of Tongtian, I'm afraid there would really be no one like him in this world.

But since the death qi is in the body, it should also be constantly choosing an environment that coexists with Nangong Fan, and he has moved his position several times during this period. Even if it is near the heart, it does not damage the heart, and it shows its thoughts.

Nangong Fan didn't want to have a power in his body that was completely out of his control, but in the face of the powerful energy of Death Qi, he couldn't help but be tempted.

"A wisp of death, not terrible, this is an attempt. Nangong Fan thought so.

A wisp of death stayed in the dantian, and he still did not waver in the storm of spiritual power, and his spiritual power was even more boiling in order to defend his territory.

But the dead qi is not a soft stubble like the magic power, even if the spiritual power in the dantian gradually bottoms out, it is still the original appearance, and it still shakes from time to time, as if it is ridiculing the spiritual power to tickle it.

In Nangong Fan, who deliberately controlled the spiritual power that had been silent for a long time, he was completely angry, after all, the master didn't love them, and the lack of energy to share it made them very uncomfortable, and they were still ridiculed so much at this time, how could they stand it?

It was as if the water was boiling under the flames, and it became more and more agitated, like a moth to a fire, and continued to pound towards the dead air.

The spiritual power became less and less, and even Nangong Fan found that the Qinglian Dao Fire that was entrenched in the center of the dantian and completely restrained its own aura seemed to be beating faintly.

Could it be that this uncle can't hold back and is about to make a move? Nangong Fan was strange, this dantian is really getting more and more lively. Should we intervene? lest we wait for it to get out of hand.

Nangong Fan glanced at the dead qi that had almost no change, who wouldn't want to have this kind of energy?

The remaining spiritual power rubbed even more violently, and it seemed that a slight spark had arisen, and they had no intention of admitting defeat. The owner has left them alone, and they have to take it as their own home.

In such an atmosphere, the entire dantian became more and more hot, and when the spiritual power rose, a trace of inconspicuous liquid gradually emerged.

But for Nangong Fan, who has been engrossed, this is really too eye-catching, and he can't help but secretly say that it is not good, this is not the time to break through, he wants to forcibly intervene, but he finds that he did not intervene at the first time, and the dantian has been completely out of control, at least it is not a scene where he, the master, wants to intervene.

After a few hesitations, I still felt that it was not worth trying my best to suppress at this time. indifferently chose to continue to be a bystander, but he was also afraid that something would happen, so he was completely immersed in the dantian, and let his body walk outside like a walking corpse.

After a long time, there seemed to be a buzz in the dantian.

With the appearance of the first wisp of liquid spiritual power, everything is irreversible.

Nangong Fan felt a light heart, so inexplicably broke through to the Xuan Realm, he felt that the aura was coming in everywhere around his body, and it was refined into wisps of spiritual power just through the skin membrane, and after a circle, he entered the dantian.

Don't look at it, Nangong Fan also knows that he has caused a lot of movement in the outside world, although it will not be very big, but the group is walking, and suddenly making such a breakthrough and absorbing the surrounding aura is still enough to make many people confused.

Physical cultivation is okay, in addition to breaking through in life and death, who is not fully prepared in all aspects, find a quiet place, and then make a breakthrough?

How can there be Nangong Fan like this, still walking, the whole person suddenly broke through, and it was still a great realm of breakthrough.

Nangong Fan didn't open his eyes, he almost sank into the dantian, he found that it was good to be a bystander, he could really see every move of spiritual power, and he would get a comprehension that could only be understood and indescribable.

At this time, the empty dantian was filled again in the surging aura of the outside world, and gradually reached a limit, and the surging aura from the outside world was also much less.

Nangong Fan continued to watch from the wall, he wanted to see how the spiritual power would expel the dead qi under his instinct, so as to analyze more information about the dead qi, so that he could control it in the future and become a part of his own power.

I saw that that trace of liquid spiritual power had become the backbone of other spiritual powers, and under its command, all spiritual powers continued to encircle and suppress the dead qi in an orderly manner, which was quite a taste of immortality.

This is a battle of life and death for spiritual power, but for Nangong Fan, there are too many kinds of energy in his body, and it is inevitable to encounter problems. However, if a person is called the spirit of all things, he has to use all kinds of knowledge to solve this kind of problem, so that he can go further on the path of cultivation.

Even if the quality and quantity of spiritual power brought about by the realm breakthrough have increased dramatically, there is not much difference between it and before in the face of dead qi, just like an ant vainly challenging a dragon.

In the blink of an eye, Nangong Fan felt a sense of emptiness, and there was only that wisp of liquid spiritual power left in the dantian.

"What will this condensed spiritual power do?" Nangong Fan was curious.

The liquid spiritual power moved, rolling through the dantian and rushing towards the dead qi.

Well, Nangong Fan understands that he has overestimated the energy in his body, they almost all act on instinct, how can they have some tactics and strategies like living beings fighting. It's the simplest naked collision, either you crush me, or I annihilate you.

The liquid spiritual power seemed to shake the dead qi in the gaseous state, but it only swayed slightly before returning to its original state. It seems that the liquid and gaseous states cannot make up for the fundamental gap between spiritual power and death qi.

The feeling of being empty was not pleasant, Nangong Fan was about to induce the magic power in the center of his eyebrows to expel the dead qi, and in a trance, he seemed to see the Qinglian Dao Fire beating lightly again.

He was also afraid that the death qi would take root in the dantian, and if the dantian was also corroded, he would really not be able to stand it.

His mind turned to Qinglian Daohuo, but he didn't dare to really get too close. Even if it is entrenched in his own body, it is not something that he can easily wield now, and he can only be used as an uncle.

"Well, it's really beating, and it even exudes a hint of emotion...... Is this disgust?"

Nangong Fan's heart moved slightly, and he almost thought that Qinglian Dao Huo was disgusted with himself, and when he was feeling wronged, he suddenly remembered that it represented fire and wood, and a deeper representative was life. And this breath from death, even if it is not death, is definitely a sign of death.

Life and death.

Interesting, do you want to wait any longer?

Nangong Fan's soul swayed, and he continued to stare at his dantian with all his attention, he vaguely knew that there would be another change. Although he was annoyed that his master could only watch, he also hoped that such a change would happen a few more times.

The dead qi moved at the edge of the dantian and slowly moved towards the middle.

And at the moment when it moved, the Qinglian Dao Fire also moved.

For it, a nasty ant, if the rules are fine, it is naturally too lazy to take care of it, but it still wants to get more, isn't that a challenge to its endurance?

The dead qi that gave the spiritual power a headache, the Qinglian Dao Fire annihilated it with just a beat.

"It's not appropriate to say annihilation, it should be purification. Nangong Fan's eyes flickered, looking at the wisp of breath that had just been where the dead qi was.

It was darker than before, and it faintly exuded a dangerous aura.

How can I use it?

Nangong Fan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to swallow it in one gulp.