As time passed, the entire Colosseum Reflection Space was eventually plunged into complete darkness.

Half of the defenses created by the digital arc and text fragments have been contaminated into darkness by the moment, but fortunately, its core has not yet been touched. Xin Fangpan sat in the center of the core, he was sweating profusely, and his ancient clothes were also soaked. Xin's face contorted, his two eyebrows almost crowded into a single line, and small flames burst out at the tips of each eyebrow, always whirling in the air before being extinguished.

This was the initial stage of Xin Fang's cultivation inspiration in the Colosseum's reflection environment, he could have imagined that it would be difficult, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult. It is full of emptiness distributed in his world of consciousness, which is an immovable mutilated existence. According to Xin Fang's speculation, those voids were all cultivated as elements, and there was no way to urge them without earth cultivation. After several unsuccessful attempts, Xin Fang decided to find another way and started taking another induction route.

Xin Fang's expression gradually relaxed, and the small holy flame above his eyebrows gradually converged, and the upper dantian reopened, linking the successive fragments in the defense. Xin Fang's eyes were still closed, but every time he stretched out his middle finger and flicked it at the vacuum, he was always able to accurately lock those seemingly illusory fragments between his fingers. Although Xin Fang's movements are very chic, Cheng Dù, who is defended against pollution, is not slow. However, this also seemed to be expected by Xin Fang, and he still looked so comfortable.

Xin Fang was completely immersed in the constant movement of his fingers, as the pollution of the defenses and the emptiness in his conscious world still existed, making the process seem more like an ineffective effect, but he seemed to enjoy it.

Later, Xin Fang's speed of clamping the illusory fragments became as fast as a flying meteor, and the vacuum at this moment was like a picture curtain, showing a spectacular picture of the sky under Xin Fang's skillful fingertips, extravagant and extravagant. The light shines through, interpreting the aesthetic side in the dark Colosseum's reflection space.

However, just when the spectacular scene was about to show its vitality, Xin Fang lit up a small holy flame with both palms. Annihilation of it by life. The scene was immediately sensational, but Xin Fangbiao had to understate it as always. The interweaving of the flame and the illusory fragments finally slowly extinguished, making room for Xin Fang, who was calm in the defense.

The defense against pollution is still the same, but at this moment, the wide void in Xin Fang's consciousness world has begun to displace. It is naturally impossible for Xin Fang to break the rules, and he still can't shake any of the void individuals with the fire system cultivation, and the displacement of the voids this time is not because of themselves, but the displacement of the entire consciousness world.

"Finally succeeded!" Xin Fang, who closed his eyes tightly, exhaled lightly, his previous series of seemingly useless relaxation actions were actually to detach the world of consciousness, and now he had done it. The world without consciousness is not a big event for Xin Fang, who is in the process of breaking through the bottleneck. Because his upper dantian can replace this part of its role. And the temporary loss of consciousness in the world was a good thing for Xin Fang at this moment, because he could finally sense the cultivation inspiration.

Xin Fang's brows furrowed and relaxed, and when he opened the upper dantian, there was a continuous stream of Xuanguang circulating in the position of his Yintang acupoint. In this atmosphere, every eyebrow of Xin Fang is rising and falling, the rhythm is distinct, and the whole is like a wave. In particular, his essence eyebrows sometimes burst out with brilliance, looking extremely blurry.

Feel the smoothness coming from the plane of the eyebrows. Xin Fang's body and mind reach another state of relaxation. In this state, Xin Fang seemed to regain the definition of the universe, and his vision entered a completely new realm. Mountains and rivers flow, clouds and clouds. Without the pressure of being defended against pollution, without the restraint of the reflection of the Colosseum, a qiē is so pleasant. Xin Fang is like a Dharma Dao, floating between heaven and earth. Moisturized by nature, without any worries or sorrows.

With this spiritual sense, Xin Fang passed through layers of faint boundaries. Eventually, it floats in a fantasy area. Although Xin Fang had not yet realized the existence of cultivation inspiration, he was able to experience the fantasy of that burst of inspiration.

The constant influx of fantasy made Xin Fang fascinated, and he began to immerse himself in the comprehension of cultivation. The cultivation inspiration was originally illusory and could not be captured, but Xin Fang's consciousness was now carried in the Fantasy Dharma Dao, and he was able to get in touch with the essence of cultivation without capturing the cultivation inspiration.

"Condensation, condensation, condensation!" Xin Fang, the bearer, pushed out with a palm, and the palm intent dissipated along with the entire right arm. However, at this moment, Xin Fang's entire body was full of Dharma Dao carriers, and the disappearance of one right arm had nothing to do with the overall situation. And because of the spell casting, the Dharma Dao that Xin Fang originally carried in his right arm also surged up one after another, merging into his palm, acting in the essence of cultivation.

When the palm intent was sensed, Xin Yi regrouped his right arm, and at the same time, an active Xuanbai sphere appeared on his right palm, which was a summary of the essence of cultivation. Xin Fang flipped his right palm and transformed that Xuanbai into a holy fire state, and then slowly materialized it into the rhythm of the Dharma Dao, creating a link.

In the process of Xuanbai's continuous integration into Xin Fang's body, his consciousness sense gradually broke away from the shackles of the Colosseum's reflection that vaguely existed. And as this feeling became clearer and clearer, the distance between Xin Fang and the cultivation inspiration became closer and closer. Xin Fang's right hand sacrificed the sword pose, and the two fingers flicked frequently, drawing the flame of inspiration into a circle of simple geometric figures, interpreting the essence of cultivation in the ups and downs of the air.

However, Xin Fang didn't attach much importance to these geometries directly, because they were only the tip of the iceberg of cultivation inspiration running in his body, and the inspiration they contained was less than one ten-thousandth of Xin Fang's carrying body, and he portrayed it as a void just to better understand the earth system cultivation as cultivation inspiration.

When Xin Fang shattered the Holy Flame Geometry, the cultivation inspiration that was circulating in his body began to change. In the same way that assimilation occurs when Xuanbai generalizes and comes into contact with the Dharma Dao, when the cultivation inspiration and the bearer body are layered together, they also have a fitting reaction.

Xin Fang's whole body was full of blood, and he laughed, because this was the iconic prelude to a breakthrough in cultivation. This feeling is faint and cannot be disturbed, so Xin Yi quietly sensed its development, and did not even dare to accumulate the strength of the Dharma. Under Xin Fang's attention, that kind of cultivation feeling finally broke through the boundaries and reached the earth system.

"Earth system!" Xin Fang exclaimed, he clenched his fists, ready to lock this feeling in the Dharma Dao bearing body, so that his ontological true body could break through to the earth system cultivation. However, when the Xin Fang Movement was involved, he was shocked to find that the cultivation that should have been easily locked was still active at the moment, because it had not yet reached its limit.

"Could it be that I can break through to the demon system all at once?" Xin Fang's sleepy eyes lit up, but he immediately shook his head and smirked, because it was an almost impossible thing to happen. Xin Fang was expecting and vigilant at the same time, until the feeling of breakthrough soared to the demon system. However, at this moment, Xin Fang's heart was not excited, but worried, because he had not been exposed to the demon system at all, and that sense of cultivation breakthrough was still continuing, as if he wanted to reach the mad system forever, or even a higher level.

"I don't care so much, whether it's true or not, I'll see it soon!" Xin Fang gritted his teeth, he would never allow himself to be in this state of drunken dreams and death. As long as he blew up this carrying body, he would be able to get out of this state, and while doing so would likely cost him a chance to level up, it would take him some more time to do it all over again. His thoughts finally froze, and Xin Fang began to move, first his whole body relaxed, and then his fists tightened, attracting every part of the body of the bearer, forming an upward momentum.

"Boom!" in that environment, everything is annihilated.

In the defense of the Colosseum's reflection space surrounded by darkness, Xin Fang, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and the essence burst out. Although Xin Fang's body collapsed, there was a sincere smile on the corner of his mouth, he clenched his right fist with difficulty, and said excitedly: "Breakthrough! (To be continued......)