Xin Fang came to the door of the mansion and immediately sensed a scorched grass and trees flowing through his body. Xin Fang knows this wood, it is the second most popular fire wood in the three lists of plants and trees in the Strange Realm, the hardness is comparable to that of fast rock, and it has the characteristics of burning mana, and what is even more amazing is that it is an independent magic circle in itself, so some big forces in the Strange Realm will refine this wood into the gate of the guardian sect.

"The gate is blank, and it seems that it needs to be used as a key to mana. Xin Fang searched the world of consciousness for some common sense records of the strange world. He thought that Chi Chu could enter, and Che Zi should also be able to enter, so there might be an unexpected surprise to use his fist against the Dafu Gate to break through the earth realm, and it was worth a try.

With the idea set, Xin conveniently used the tomb armor to fit his fists into the void, and the mana circled around him, circulating above his fists. Xin Fang struck his fists with his last fist, instantly transforming that arc cycle into two superb fist intents, and blasting towards the spot he had already probed beforehand.

"Boom" sounded twice, and the fist was like a meteorite, smashing into the same place on the door of the mansion one after another. However, the always sensational fist breaking through the earth realm was like a drop of water into the sea this time, it couldn't set off any scene on the Dafu Gate at all, and finally disappeared invisibly.

However, Xin Fang could sense it clearly, and there was an obvious change in the structure of the outer edge of the seemingly indifferent Dafu Gate, and he could wait quietly. Later, when the outer edge structure of Dafumen was updated to a certain level, its boulder-like exterior began to appear in the middle of several huge spatial cracks. The light is layered from the bottom up, eventually blurring the space.

The light crack became bigger and bigger, and then it spread to the left and right, like a curtain slowly opening. The light range line devoured the realm of the Great Mansion Gate one by one. When it finally completely covered the Dafu Gate, a large scene suddenly descended on Xin Fang's field of vision: outside the light curtain, it was an interface made of completely arranged spirit stones. Each area contains a rich and compelling cold attribute, releasing an astonishingly cold air flow all the time, and even Xin Fang's magic breath is faintly stirred.

Xin Fang carefully explored the secret room and then stepped into it. Walking indoors, Xin Fang vaguely felt a feeling of meridians being urged. Xin Fang sensed that the mana in his body was boiling at the moment, and it flashed from time to time, and flashed again. Xin Fang then found a place that was cold enough to sit and cultivate, constantly relieving the cold. Balances mana.

The introduction of Han Rin made Xin Fang pay more attention to and break through the system level, and as for finding Warcraft, it was now secondary. Han Rin followed Xin Fang's meridian system and brushed his active mana, making his mana breath stabilize again. However, this is not the pursuit of Xin Fang at the moment. What he needs is to run all the mana in his body to the extreme, and then compress it to the extreme, and then release it to the extreme, so that he can break through the Constant Energy Point. Promoted to the pinnacle of madness.

Xin Fang's eyebrows trembled. He then stretched out his left palm and pressed his forehead, and unexpectedly found that the secret room and the drop of time mystery in his body actually resonated. Xin Fang looked at the cold secret room and thought a lot.

"Turn you into an absolute chamber first. Xin Fang shook his arms outwards and removed the tomb armor from his body. The Ancient Tomb Armor behind leaving Xin Fang's main body no longer appeared in the layout of one, but switched to twenty-four independent Ancient Tomb Armors, and the formation they arranged completely occupied the entire boundary of the secret room.

When the twenty-four independent ancient tomb armors stood and faintly interpreted the rhythm of the Western Wilderness, the space above Xin Fang also began to flood with aura, which was an endless dazzling brilliance. And under the halo. Those substantive resonances are also circulating in their form like a mist. The aura and the substantive resonance complement each other and diffuse separately. This is a breakout trend. Xin Fang holds for the time being.

Xin Fang raised his hands again, and at the same time sacrificed the sword pose, summoning the time mysteries to be placed in the small holy fire, and then constantly fitting the time state in the interface. Time Xuan's Mystery became more and more fluid under Xin Fang's control, and he could more and more feel the essence of the Death Abyss Forest Lion Domain Holy Land from the secret room.

"Western Wilderness Yangming!" Xin Fang shouted violently, he pressed down with both hands, and suddenly the holy light appeared, and when the trajectory precipitated, he saw a brilliant sword intent breaking through the air, and finally invited the Soul Returning Demon Sword. Xin Fang's ten fingers dialed the mysteries of time, and constantly performed the rhythm on the soul reviving demon sword, interpreting the Western Wilderness Yangming.

"That's not right!" Xin Fang's face was stunned, and his ten fingers also stopped working, he swept his eyes over the Western Wilderness Yang Ming who was playing on the Soul Restoration Demon Sword, shook his head and said, "How could the Western Wilderness Yang Ming make a mistake? No, no. Xin Fang sank into his mind, and he began to dig out the uncertain conjecture in the depths of the world of consciousness.

"The West Wilderness Yang Ming is just a shadow of the madness!"

Xin Fang thought that this was like an electric shock, so wouldn't his previous intentions be in the wrong direction? Xihuang Yangming was simply misleading the cultivation, and Xin Fang thought that there was no need for it to exist anymore. However, Xin Fang did not intend to abandon it, he wanted to let the West Wilderness Yangming exert its last remaining effect.

Xin Fang decided to sacrifice the Western Wilderness Yang Ming to refine an artificial holy land, so that time could slow down, and he could break through to the peak of the madness system in the shortest time possible. Xin Fang's palms were reversed, and his ten fingers were aimed at the Soul Returning Demon Sword, and then he slapped down heavily, stirring up a lot of sword energy.

Xin Fang reached out his right hand again, and took advantage of the situation to sacrifice the sword style and cut into the sword Yun, carrying all the time mysteries and the Western Wilderness Yangming in it. Xin Fang snorted, and quickly withdrew the sword style, so that all the Western Wilderness Yangming routines he had mastered were pinned on the sword Yun, and he was allowed to switch forms freely.

"West Wilderness Yangming, there will be no time in the future!" Xin Fang snorted lightly, held the Soul Restoration Demon Sword in his right hand, and slashed at the bearer body of West Wilderness Yangming. Xin Fang's sword contains a true interpretation of the Heavenly Slashing Intent, directly cutting the Western Wilderness Yang Ming into its essence, and being absorbed by the mysteries of time.

Xin Fang raised his hand and held the Soul Resurrection Demon Sword behind his back, and then probed with both hands, pushing the trend of the evolution of the Western Wilderness Yang Ming and the Mystery of Time to the twenty-four ancient tomb armors in the secret room, making them join their core. The ancient tomb armor changed its attitude because of Xin Fang's enlightenment, they warmly welcomed the mysteries of time, and constantly set off, but they hated the false existence of the Western Wilderness Yangming, and hated to cramp and cut the bones.

When the Western Wilderness Yang Ming no longer existed, when the time mysteries perfectly fit into the twenty-four independent tomb armors, the long-awaited time array of Xin Fang finally opened. At this time, a dark light was released between the eyebrows of each tomb armor, and they all derived trajectories to the left and right, connecting two by two, and finally stacking the outline plane of the secret room.

The man-made shrine was completed.

Xin Fang didn't care about the excitement and sank into the breakthrough, he wanted to be promoted to the peak of the mad system as much as possible. This man-made sanctuary is not bad, although the time in it cannot be regarded as one day a year as the natural sanctuary, but three months is more than enough as a day.

The creation of the artificial shrine also means the success of the Great Tomb Array, and the secret room is even colder and the current becomes more turbulent, but fortunately, the overall balance is still great. Xin Fangpan sat in the center of the secret room, his palm facing upward, and the mist rose white, which was the time mystery of liquefaction.

As soon as the mysteries of time changed, the mana that had been silent in Xin Fang's body also began to become active, and they continued to progress in the opposite direction that Xin Fang needed. Xin Fang gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, his ten fingers opened, and with the help of the Holy Land's heritage, he merged the mysteries of time into the body realm to support the meridians.

As the saying goes, one stone stirs up a thousand waves, and the addition of the mysteries of time has become the fuse of the chaos in the Xinfang body world. Since then, Xin Fang's ontological true body has begun to endure various catastrophic state sources. Although Xin Fang's physique reached the human god body, at this moment, the mana still violated the rules in his body realm to form a set of trajectory routines corresponding to the meridian Xin pattern, which was a sign of mana condensation, and it was also a prelude before the advent of the Constant Energy Point.

"Uh!" The huge pressure impact darkened Xin Fang's consciousness, and he almost squirted out another mouthful of blood. He couldn't do anything, so he could only lie down on the ground level, his fingers trembling from time to time, and finally fell into a deep sleep of his true body.

However, the ontological true body is not really asleep, because Xin Fang's mana is still functioning normally, but his consciousness is being frozen. Xin Fang himself was happy to do this, only in this way could he speed up the condensation of mana and cultivate stronger. (To be continued......)