At this time, the golden dragon chalcedony had just been refined a little, and the Taizhen oven was making a noise.

After Zi Luo recognized the lord, he was really like his father's daughter, and the coquettish Lou Shen Fan's neck hung on his neck and fell asleep.

At this time, more than half of the Golden Dragon Chalcedony had been refined, and the Immortal True Body, which had not advanced for a long time, flew forward wildly after absorbing a large amount of Golden Dragon Chalcedony power.

Unconsciously, the Immortal True Body had already entered the Primary-Late Stage.

At this time, it was already the tenth year of obtaining the Golden Dragon Chalcedony and Violet.

"After five hundred years, it is estimated that all the Golden Dragon Chalcedony powers will be able to be integrated, and it will not be a problem to advance to the middle and early stages of the Immortal True Body at that time. At that time, its own combat power will be comparable to the early stage of the Eternal Realm, and with the two forbidden techniques, it should be difficult for the Eternal Realm to meet an opponent. It's a pity that only the convergence of the three true furnaces can fight the demigods, otherwise ......"

Shen Fan woke up from his meditation, but found that at some point, the three pretty nuns had disappeared.

A piece of jade slip was on the table.

"Seeing each other is fate, and he will see you again in the future. ”

Under these lines, the handwriting of the three pretty nuns was left.

"Let's go, I don't know where the Sansheng Stone is, there are still a lot of opportunities in the Death Continent, and this time I have improved my strength by getting the Golden Dragon Chalcedony, I don't know how many opportunities there will be in the future." ”

Shen Fan thought so.

At this time, outside the golden poplar jungle, a group of people stopped in front of the jungle and killed them......

The natural formation of the golden poplar jungle was full of metallic power on all sides, relying on the power of the golden poplar in the center to gather the power of the four directions, forming a dome-like shield, Shen Fan had used all his strength to bombard it, and it couldn't shake it in the slightest.

The defensive power of the Golden Poplar Jungle has reached the level of the Eternal Realm, and unless he comes out with the two secret techniques of Standing on the Heavens and the Earth or on the Other Side, he can't even get out of the Golden Poplar Jungle.

Fortunately, it is the power of the formation here after all, the mad monk who came out of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has a terrifying formation attainment, Shen Fan is also a formation master in the Huaxia realm, but in front of the mad monk, he is like a child.

When the three of them left, the mad monk left behind a way to leave the golden poplar jungle.

And because the golden poplar is a natural defensive formation, there is no redundant formation to protect Shen Fan.

At this time, Shen Fan's Immortal True Body had already advanced to the Late Elementary Stage, and if he worked harder, it would not be a problem to advance to the Early Stage of the Intermediate Rank within five hundred years, and at that time, the power of the Immortal True Body would be comparable to the early stage of the Eternal Realm.

But he was still eager to try, wanting to try the power of the early and late stages of the immortal true body, and sinking his waist was a move for the overlord to raise the top, and his fists slammed on the light mask above his head, and the golden light mask rippled with water ripples, dissolving his power.

"The Golden Poplar Jungle is really a natural cave, but unfortunately the great opportunity is still ahead, otherwise, it would really be like cultivating to the middle level of the Immortal True Body with the help of the formation here, and by that time, the combat power is comparable to the Eternal Realm, and there is finally some self-preservation power. ”

Shen Fan shook his head, followed the guidance left by the mad monk, turned left and right, and passed through about a dozen golden poplars that had left their own marks, and a white light shot out from a distance, which was incompatible with the golden light among the golden poplars.

He was a little happy in his heart, and after ten years of staying here, he was finally leaving.

Counting the time, when he was able to stay in the Death Continent for three thousand years, more than ten years had only passed at this time, and the time was enough.

Thinking of this, he had already made up his mind, and after leaving here, he would follow the Kunwu Mountain, so that he must go deep into the boundless desert layer by layer, and there must be a lot of opportunities.

He knew that there were countless opportunities here, and he didn't have enough time to get all of them, after all, the Sansheng Stone he needed was not in the Infinite Desert, not in the Kunwu Mountain, or even in the Desperate City, but in the distant Death Swamp.

"My ability is still not enough, if you want to enter the Death Swamp to get a chance, you must at least have the combat power of the Eternal Realm. ”

Shen Fan shook his head.

Hongmeng Four Styles, he has mastered the first form at present, although he has mastered the first style, but after all, it is not yet complete, and his combat effectiveness is at most comparable to the middle stage of the Taishi Realm.

Moreover, the Hongmeng Four Styles still integrate the Yin and Yang Breaking Tricks, supplemented by the two tricks of sword roaring thunder and sword power like silk, in order to explode this power.

In the past ten years, Shen Fan has also been comprehending the invisible knife in the Hongmeng Four Styles, but if he makes a knife, if the power in the middle of the Taishi Realm does not have a defensive means beyond his own strength, he will definitely die.

"Hongmeng Four Styles, even if you don't use the help of broken yin and yang, sword roaring thunder and knife power like silk, you should be able to cross a big realm to challenge, but after all, it is not perfect, and the invisible knife cannot fully exert the power of Hongmeng Four Styles. ”

Every step he takes, Shen Fan is reflecting on his strength, he understands that the road behind will be to encounter a strong man in the chaos, and he can't know the other at present, but he must know himself.

Suddenly, Shen Fan remembered the two Hongmeng sword patterns condensed in the Hongmeng Dantian.

"What if you use the power of these two Hongmeng sword patterns?" Shen Fan thought.

Since the fusion of Hongmeng Stone and the condensation of Hongmeng Dantian, a Hongmeng knife pattern was born in the innate realm, and a Hongmeng knife pattern was born in the realm of mixed yuan, but now in the eternal realm, the third Hongmeng knife pattern cannot be born.

Back then, with the help of the Hongmeng Knife Pattern, he was able to challenge a big realm, and he had a whim, if I used the power of these two Hongmeng Knife Patterns, could I ......

Thinking of this, his heart beat violently, all these years, he has almost forgotten the power of the Hongmeng knife pattern!

At this time, there were only a few zhang left from the exit of the golden poplar jungle, and the door-like entrance was shining with gentle sunlight, much softer than the golden light of the golden poplar from you.

Falling on Tsing Yi, accompanied by the wind that blew Tsing Yi hunting, Shen Fan smelled the power of vitality.

Suddenly, he took a deep breath and frowned.

"The smell of blood...... The smell of blood is familiar. ”

Shen Fan's footsteps slowed down, and when he took a deep breath again, the smell of blood suddenly disappeared, and it seemed to drift away with the wind.

"There are countless martial artists in the Boundless Desert, and perhaps someone died near the Golden Poplar Jungle. ”

Although Shen Fan had a guess, he didn't dare to be careless, the immortal true body was running, and the Taizhen oven turned into a layer of gold to defend his body, and under the beckoning, Tongtian Dun was also released by Shen Fan.

Outlet.

Patches of grass come into view, these verdant grasses have a hint of sharp gold, and the fragrance has some pungency, presumably influenced by the golden poplar.

There was no aura of a martial artist around, and Taihao's eyes swept over it, and he didn't find anything wrong.

"Maybe I'm overthinking. ”