He realized it carefully, there seemed to be a trace of efficacy, and the place repaired by the treasure medicine essence seemed to be a little stronger than before, the difference was very small, but it was indeed a little stronger.

There is also a golden lotus emitting light to warm and nourish the entire Qi Sea Cave.

"Is this a broken stand? Zhang Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head, the effect is there, but this process is too extravagant.

A semi-spiritual treasure medicine enters the body, and the essence in it is refined, which is only enough to repair the Qi Sea Acupoint three times at most, and there are not many strains on his body, so he knew that this was the case, so it was better to collect all the treasure medicines before.

Now let's take one step at a time, where can I go, there are still seventeen semi-spiritual treasure pills on my body, and I will find a way in the future.

Zhang Fan had a treasure medicine in his mouth, and he was refining the treasure medicine while vomiting blood.

Half a month has passed like this, except for the three peerless pills obtained on the seventh island, all the other treasures have been refined by him.

If this is known to outsiders, he must be killed, a semi-spiritual treasure pill a day! Even the heirs of the Holy Land would not dare to squander it like this, if it is refined into an elixir, it will be enough to support the consumption of a Holy Land for several years.

However, the effect is also ideal, he can feel that the Qi Sea Cave is at least one layer stronger than before, and the world inside the Qi Sea Cave is bigger than before, and the area of the Bitter Sea has also increased a lot, and the aura is more abundant.

In this way, this path is really going to work, but I think that if I have to cultivate like this in the future... Forget it, I still don't want to.

Zhang Fan got up and bowed to the stele, if there was no sage on this stele, he might only be able to find these problems until the day he died, it can be said that the stele indirectly saved his life, and also allowed him to find the way forward.

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On the edge of the seventh island, Zhang Fan stood on the shore for a long time, adjusting his state, because he knew that the next test would be an unprecedented enemy for him.

He was no longer suppressing his cultivation, the combat power of the peak of the Secret Realm was revealed at this moment, and the powerful momentum was climbing on him.

Several Secret Peak Cultivators who were far away on the sixth island seemed to have sensed it and looked at the seventh island one after another.

"This breath ... Could it be that kid?"

"What are you kidding, this breath makes me shudder, could it be that kid? Maybe it's a creature in this little world, maybe it's another psychic stone beast. "Someone loudly refuted, this breath could be the kid of the secret realm? What are you kidding!

Several monks frowned slightly, and being able to reach the sixth island in itself meant that they were amazingly talented, even in the Supreme Great Sect of the previous era, they could also become inner disciples.

And this breath made them all tremble, as if a peerless beast was recovering.

At this time, Huang Xi Daoist spoke: "This breath continues to rise from weak to strong, it seems that there is a creature recovering, maybe it is a test on that island, but unfortunately we stopped here and couldn't go to investigate." ”

"It should be so, there should be an inexplicable creature on that island reviving, it is one of the tests, but that kid is just a monk of the Blood Spirit Realm, how can he cause such a big movement?

"Whether it was provoked by that kid or not, this breath is too powerful, and that kid will definitely die when he encounters it, so isn't the treasure medicine on his body... ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

"It doesn't matter, someone went out ten days ago, and they have already told the various sects outside about this place, I will stay here for half a month, if I don't see that kid, let's leave, if that kid doesn't leave this small world, he will die on the island ahead. ”

The several monks sitting here all looked at the seventh island with a hint of coldness on their faces, and only Kang Zhicheng was the only one with a slightly melancholy on his face.

And Zhang Fan, who was on the seventh island, after pushing his combat power to the extreme he could, his momentum was restrained, and then he entered the sea of trials.

The moment the body was immersed in the sea, several tangible divine chains condensed by the sea water were entangled, and then countless wild beasts appeared in the sea, all of which were condensed by the seawater.

"Kill !!"

Zhang Fan roared angrily, stretched open the divine chain with the power of blood and qi, and killed in front of the statue of the peak of the secret cultivation.

Countless desolate beasts attacked like him, and the strength of each desolate beast condensed by sea water was in the half-step psychic realm, which was the same as the previous stone beasts.

Although he had already guessed it, Zhang Fan's scalp was still numb, but fortunately, the purpose of the trial was not for him to kill these desolate beasts, but to land on the eighth island.

As for the Bitter Sea Golden Lotus Vision, he didn't think about using it, since he already knew that his foundation was insufficient, he naturally wouldn't use the vision to kill the enemy at will, because constant fighting was also a way to consolidate the foundation.

This road was ten miles long, longer than the previous seven islands combined, and countless desolate beasts condensed by the sea surrounded it, and they would kill people like him if there was a gap.

Because he was in the sea, he had to pay attention not only to the attacks from the front and back, but also to the top of his head and the soles of his feet.

Only a mile away, he was covered in blood and had at least two fatal wounds on his body.

The desolate beasts condensed by the sea were different, and often when he shook back a huge giant ape with one punch, several smaller desolate beasts would rush in front of him at the same time.

Or maybe one moment he just slashed a vicious tiger with one palm, and the next moment a light spirit snake showed his fangs like him.

The attack methods of various desolate beasts were different, and Zhang Fan was exhausted during the siege.

It is also thanks to his amazing physique, the breath has a long history, as long as it is not too fatal injury, he can recover quickly, he keeps shaking the power of blood, the treasure medicine he took in the previous half a month, there are countless essences precipitated in his flesh and blood, and at this time he is stimulated to constantly repair his body.

Zhang Fan sacrificed his life and forgot to die all the way, and the sea of trials that was originally calm was beaten by him, and it was like the end of the world.

"Kill !!"

Halfway through the ten-mile trial, the most dangerous time in the middle of the way he was almost cut in half, it was a scorpion with wings on his back, the tail was not a poisonous needle, but a hook-shaped blade, the scorpion tail slashed at him at a strange angle, if it wasn't for the last moment he forcibly turned around to avoid most of the attack, he would have been cut in half on the spot, Rao was so, a knife cold light also cut into his body, cutting his flesh by a third.

This is an unprecedented catastrophe, his physical body is rare in ancient times, and his blood and qi shook the dragon and roared to the sky, it can only be said that the scorpion is too extraordinary, it is a different species among the wild beasts.

It's another three-mile road, Zhang Fan is covered in blood, that is, he swallowed one of the three peerless treasure medicines, and he refined, otherwise he couldn't resist at all.

At this moment, he finally felt a sense of exhaustion, not that there was no strength to continue, but that there seemed to be ten thousand divine powers in his body but could not be used by him, this is the sequelae of the foundation is not solid enough, often punched out, feeling that it can shatter the wild beast in front of him, but it really hits the other party, but it only shocks it back, this feeling is too uncomfortable.

But there are benefits, because this feeling is being compensated for and dissipated, and he feels as if there is a foundation in his body, which is being tamped by an invisible sledgehammer, and this feeling is becoming more and more fulfilling as he keeps fighting blood.

Eventually, he dragged his broken body out of the Sea of Trials and landed on the eighth island, one of his left arms had been completely twisted, and one of his right legs had been broken into three knots and dragged behind him, and he could not recover immediately with the strength of his physical body.

The two treasure pills went down to his stomach, and it took him two hours before he recovered.

Zhang Fan dragged his remnant body and sat up, he was almost alive in the previous battle, and a group of seawater condensed into a half-step siege of psychic desolate beasts, even the real psychic realm monks came to drink hatred, and he was able to survive by relying on treasure medicine and strong physique.

He couldn't help but think about how strong the Supreme Holy Land of the previous era was, you must know that there is also a test of the Ninth Island, in fact, from the moment he entered the Sea of Trials, if he was defeated, he could withdraw at any time, after all, this was used to test disciples, and it was not really a dangerous Jedi, but he didn't think about giving up at all.

He thinks that he is by no means worse than the so-called Tianjiao in the previous era, his achievements in the Blood Spirit Realm can be said to be among the legends, and there is no second person in the world, but the foundation of the Secret Hidden Realm is not solid enough, and he uses blood battles to sharpen himself.

In the outside world, this kind of condition is not at all, where can he find a group of half-step psychic beasts to accompany him to fight to the death?

He walked towards the center of the eighth island, and all the treasures on the way were taken by him, which was the capital for him to consolidate the foundation of the Secret Realm.

There are two stone monuments standing in the center of the island, and there is also a waterhole next to the stone monument, with three large characters written on it: 'Spirit Liquid Pool'.

This was originally used by the disciples who broke into the eighth island to heal their wounds, and the medicinal liquid in the pool was made from the essence extracted from countless elixirs and treasure medicines.

The waterhole was three feet deep, but by this time the waterhole had long since dried up, and there was something at the bottom of the waterhole that looked like paste, but most of it had formed a hard lump after a slap.

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and broke off a hard lump the size of a finger and stuffed it into his mouth to taste it, and in an instant, countless essences came out of his body, and the whole person was like a torch that had been lit.

"it!" personality like him couldn't help but curse a foul word.

Zhang Fan ran up, running frantically, the essence in his body was too much, and the hard lump turned out to be a pool of liquid medicine condensed and turned into it, which looked ordinary on the outside, but in fact contained a lot of essence inside.

Just a finger-sized piece made him unbearable, and he felt that his body was about to be burst by countless essences.

"No, this consumption can't keep up. ”

With a sound of 'brush', the Golden Lotus of the Bitter Sea appeared, and the Bitter Sea set off a wave to wrap him, and then continued to absorb the essence, and the Golden Lotus on the Bitter Sea emitted bursts of light.

It took a full hour for Zhang Fan to recover, the bitterness on his body subsided, and he sat on the ground.

He was almost blown up by the infinite essence just now, but fortunately, he sacrificed the bitter sea golden lotus in time and poured the infinite essence into the bitter sea to nourish the golden lotus.

However, there are also benefits, the injuries on his body have healed, he is full of energy at this time, and his state is unprecedentedly good, and at the same time, there is a large amount of divine essence in his body hoarded in his body, constantly nourishing his body.

He returned to the waterhole, took out a jade bottle that could contain things, and filled the remaining hard lumps and paste into the jade bottle, which was a priceless treasure, a pool of spiritual liquid and the precipitation of an era.

Coming to the stele, the things recorded on the two steles are different, one stele records the three great masters of Xinghai Mountain, 'Star Picking Hand', 'Breaking Wave Finger' and 'Pingshan Sword Technique', all of which are first-class tricks, far beyond what he learned before.

The three peerless texts are very profound, but unfortunately, there is no inheritance of Xinghai Mountain, so they cannot exert their power to the maximum.

What is recorded on the other stele is actually the 'formation', Xinghai Mountain as the holy land of the previous era, in addition to the three major methods, the Xingge is good at refining, the Chaohai Pavilion is good at formation, and the Wenshan Pavilion is good at alchemy.

The three major recipes and the three great learnings have established the status of the supreme holy land of Xinghai Mountain.

It took Zhang Fan a full four hours to record the formation chapter for future study

The spirit weapon and spirit pill on the eighth island were also found by him, but unfortunately an era is too long, even the spirit weapon spirit pill can not withstand the wear and tear of time, the spirit pill has long been cracked, and the essence of it is lost.

The spirit in the spirit weapon has also disappeared, but when there is no damage, he put the spirit weapon away, and if there is a monk in the psychic realm to take care of it, it will be born again in a few decades.