"What do you want me to do? Kill Emperor Qingli? Fang Fan asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes." Middle-aged humane.

"You are strong in martial arts, why don't you go by yourself?" Fang Fan said.

The middle-aged man said with a bitter taste: "I can't leave here, when I trapped Qingli, he also trapped me."

"If I could break free from the cage, I would have died with him!"

There was a thud and a bang, and a clear handprint appeared on the masonry frame.

"Do you have such a deep grudge against him just because he seized the secret method of your Supreme Sect?" Fang Fan always felt that the middle-aged man still had something to hide from him.

As soon as the words came out, a hatred light suddenly shot out from the middle-aged man's eyes, and he said sharply: "Killed my mentor who raised me since I was a child, my childhood sweetheart's senior sister, and ruined my home, how can I not hate him to the core?!"

Emperor Qingli obtained the secret method of crossing the soul, and naturally did not want to let the Taishang Sect pass on to others, so it was inevitable to destroy the sect and destroy the sect.

"How strong is he? If it's ...... with you"

Fang Fan thought of the giant hand of the sky that made him unable to have any resistance, which could trap the middle-aged man, and the strength of Emperor Qingli would not be much weaker than that of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said: "There is not much difference between his strength and mine, and it is about the cultivation of the Illusory Realm."

"Unreal?" Fang Fan didn't understand.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "I forgot, a thousand years have passed, and your division of the realm has been very different."

After some explanation and comparison, Fang Fan finally understood the meaning of the illusory realm, probably the current late stage of mortal products.

That Fang Fan didn't understand it even more, and said, "Your previous hand is not as powerful as the Illusory Realm should have......

The middle-aged man smiled and waved his hand, and said, "That's because of the painting, here I am the king, but out of this painting, I am nothing."

Underground, we can't cultivate, and our cultivation is falling every day, and after a thousand years, our cultivation has also declined to what it is today.

In a few years' time, we may die silently underground, but I already have a strong feeling that this cage is about to be broken.

A thousand years have been too long, and the copper lock that locks the cage has been rusted, and there is only one opportunity left before Emperor Qingli returns to the world, and at that time, the world will be ruined. ”

"So, the burden of saving the common people falls on my shoulders?" Fang Fan said with a strange look in his eyes.

What age is this, will the plot be too old-fashioned?

"No, you're too weak." The middle-aged man said directly.

Fang Fan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, this is different from the imaginary plot, shouldn't he say it at this time, doesn't it depend on you to maintain world peace?

The middle-aged man didn't care about Fang Fan's resentful eyes, and said to himself: "You just need to weaken him as much as possible, and I will naturally show up to make a move then."

This sentence made Fang Fan even more resentful.

Only then did the middle-aged man notice Fang Fan's expression, and after meeting Fang Fan's gaze, he said firmly: "That's right, the burden of saving the people in the world will fall on you."

Fang Fan rolled his eyes and said, "I almost believed it."

"Before I go to Emperor Qingli again, I think you need this." The middle-aged man naturally led the topic elsewhere, and at the same time threw Fang Fan a red cheatbook.

Fang Fan reluctantly stretched out his hand to take it, glanced at it, and suddenly showed a surprised expression, and said, "This is ......"

In his hands was the ultimate goal of his trip - to burn the fragments.

The middle-aged man said: "I have noticed that your cultivation has been in the realm of Great Perfection, it is always good to be able to improve your strength, study it thoroughly here, it is not too late to go there again, it has been a thousand years, and it will not be overnight."

Fang Fan didn't listen to the middle-aged man's words at all, and his mind didn't sink on the cheats, the task had just begun, and he had obtained the internal strength he wanted, so how much benefit would he get when the task was over?

While being overjoyed, Fang Fan put his mind on the cheats in his hand again.

"Incineration Fragment" (Iron Grade)

[The flesh is the Ding furnace, the Dan fire is the flame, the internal force is the water, burn it, and the cultivation at the same level is invincible. 】

Cultivation Requirements:

Arm strength 85, root bone 96, body method 69, the realm required for internal strength - the first glimpse of the later stage.

The realm of internal strength required for each exercise cheat is different, even if it is the same level of exercise, but now, Fang Fan's realm is satisfied, but the root bone is much worse, even if the cheat book is in hand, he still can't cultivate, do you want to just find the internal skill of the door to improve the root bone first?

"By the way, before cultivating this internal skill, you swallow this first." Ben, a middle-aged man with his back to Fang Fan, suddenly turned around.

"What?" Fang Fan opened his mouth to ask, but he didn't want the middle-aged man to pop out a pill and shoot it into his mouth, and before Fang Fan could pinch his throat and spit it out, the pill turned into a hot current and rushed into the dantian.

The heat met the osteopathy, and with a bang, the flames rose an inch high and burst into flames.

Fang Fan's body suddenly turned red, and his body exuded white steam, like a crab that had just come out of the cage, and the temperature was so high that his hair curled.

"This is ......" Fang Fan tried his best to suppress the fire in the dantian.

"This exercise came from a piece of tortoise shell, and was later copied in the Taishang Sect's dossier hall, because of the incompleteness, the disciples of the sect practiced very little.

However, the Taishang Sect still has a little heart, and the Soul Cleansing Pill is the key to cultivating the Burning Fragments. The middle-aged man said lightly.

"You don't have to worry about why the Soul Cleansing Pill has not rotted for thousands of years, the thirty-story entrance ladder we are on is the only way to the Taishang Sect Volume, here, not to mention a thousand years, even if it is ten thousand years, the Soul Cleansing Pill will not necessarily rot."

Before Fang Fan could open his mouth to ask, the middle-aged man made a silent gesture and said, "If I were you, I should cultivate this internal skill, the medicinal power of the Soul Cleansing Pill has passed, and I don't have a second one."

Fang Fan was speechless, the osteopathic inflammation was burning more and more vigorously, and there seemed to be a tendency to burn the internal organs.

The soul cleansing pill made of the fire lotus heart is often said to wash the marrow, there is a lotus fire in the fiery red Dan clothes that has been invaded by the years and is still burning, and the entrance of the lotus fire will burn away the impurities of the body and make the root bones go up to the upper floor.

However, the middle-aged man didn't know that there was still osteoetitis in Fang Fan's dantian, and the Soul Cleansing Pill was like an introduction, invading the dantian, it was like pouring a bucket of gasoline on the fire, and the fire could not be stopped.

That is to say, Fang Fan is in danger of dying at any time now!

The middle-aged man only thought that Fang Fan's reaction was relatively large, and by the time he realized that something was wrong, Fang Fan had been shrouded in mist, and the water in his body was being evaporated by the flames at an extremely fast pace.

The temperature of the body is terrifying, there is a purple fire breaking through the skin and flesh out of the body, the air seems to be burned and rolled, the middle-aged man can no longer step forward, as long as he takes a step forward, he feels that the purple fire will take his soul away.