Chapter 573: Failure
Nearly two days later, a few drops of natal essence blood have been included in Fang Yan's body, and it will take some effort to completely refine it, but he can't rush it, he has been refined by the demon beast a little before, and he has lost a lot of time between entering and leaving, but Fang Yan is already very satisfied, and at this moment he is staring at the last drop of blood in his hand, the drop of black blood turned by the demon beast.
After a pause, Fang Yan played a trick, wrapped in this drop of black blood, a trace of power was drawn from the black blood drop, and then entered his body, Fang Yan had already urged the Sanskrit Technique to forge the body, wrapped in this trace of power in the body slowly circulated.
If someone is on one side, they can perceive the fluctuations outside Fang Yan's body, and vaguely the runes urged by the demon beast, but Fang Yan has already fallen into the cultivation artistic conception of not asking about foreign affairs, but he doesn't know these situations.
When he absorbed the black qi on the platform before, Fang Yan felt a little, but now the power in this black blood drop is not much essence, with the slightest power into the body, Fang Yan immediately sensed an inexplicable meaning, different from any power he had drawn in the past, not the feeling of spiritual energy spirit stone, nor the feeling of supreme aura, but a very mysterious artistic conception.
I don't know how long it took, the black blood droplets in Fang Yan's hands disappeared, Fang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, full of joy, and after a moment's pause, he saw that Fang Yan had once again urged the Sanskrit Body Forging Technique, and the body refining technique that had already reached the peak of the second layer had broken through.
Just a moment later, Fang Yan's expression showed a look of disappointment, the Sanskrit Formula Body Forging Technique broke through to the third layer as Fang Yan expected, and the strength of the Fang Yan's body immediately increased several times, and now it is no exaggeration to say that the body of the Fang Yan has surpassed the defense of the lower grade spirit weapon to the extreme, and has reached the defense of the ordinary medium grade spirit weapon, but at this moment, Fang Yan found that the drop of black blood did not make his own Sanskrit Formula Body Forging Technique completely break through, it can only be said that a small gap has been opened, but now that the drop of black blood has been consumed, it will not be long before this gap will be plugged again。
If you want to completely consolidate the realm of the Sanskrit Technique of Body Forging, Fang Yan has only one choice, give up exiting the portal, and then go up to the level of bones, judging from the previous words of Hu Daoren, Fang Yan can almost conclude that there must be this kind of demon beast conjured out of blood droplets on it, if you kill one more and get a drop of black blood, your own Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique can definitely break through, maybe it will take a little time, but it is very likely to increase your strength greatly, and it will also have great benefits for you to enter the Falling Thunder Abyss.
Thinking slightly, Fang Yan's expression was immediately firm, and he got up immediately, stepped towards the stairs of bones in front of him, and stepped out, the stairs behind him disappeared, and with it the portal that should be the way out.
There is no advance or retreat, the dialect has long been experienced, urging the body protection exercises, and the pedaling will go up.
The pressure of power began to increase again, and the more violent bombardment hit Fang Yan's body, but after Fang Yan's already broken through the Sanskrit Technique Forging Technique, it was a few points easier than before, six, seven, eight, nine times, and half an hour later, Fang Yan stopped again, and then stepped out of the first step It was ten times the pressure, and the Infinite Heavenly Gate Sword was inserted into the bones of this step.
Judging by the dialect, after one step, it should be another place where there may be a retreat portal, and it should also be the place where another demon beast appears, and it is also the reason why he did not quit The goal is that after a moment, Fang Yan put a jade dew elixir in his mouth, took a deep breath, and stepped on this step.
The last time it had already been proved that Hu Daoren could only exist in the star burial robe and could not escape to help kill the enemy, now Fang Yan's helpers are only two spirit pets, although the cultivation of the two spirit pets is low, but as demon beasts, they are also rough and thick-skinned, even if they can't help themselves to bombard the opponent, they can also attract a little attention, but with the inexplicable separation from the red bald man before, Fang Yan didn't dare to release them now, for fear that they would step into different spaces, and only wait to see the platform demon beast before acting.
Even if he was fully prepared, Fang Yan still didn't notice the slightest fluctuation around him, as before, after taking a step, he saw that the steps were gone, and what appeared in front of him was a platform of more than ten zhang, and a bull-headed one-legged demon beast, but the Wuji Tianmen Sword in Du Tianye Dao's mouth was nowhere to be seen.
Without thinking, Fang Yan's divine sense was about to release the two spirit pets, but unexpectedly, it was not only his own Senran scroll space that was suppressed, but even the spirit pet bag was the same, the divine sense could penetrate it, but it couldn't release the two spirit pets at all, and the demon beast over there had already jumped up and rushed towards him.
Where will the other party's bombardment hit, Fang Yan hurriedly withdrew his divine sense, and immediately urged his body to start dodging without the slightest pause, and when he made a mistake, he directly blasted out a punch at this demon beast.
There is no difference between the demon beast in front of him and the previous one, after the two faces, Fang Yan noticed the difference, as long as this one is far more than the previous one, although his two punches did not hit positively, but the power is definitely not small, the other party is actually just a slight pause and then hit himself again, and he was just swept to the edge by its bombardment, and he noticed the surge of qi and blood, although there is a reason for his previous loss of essence and blood, but the strength of this bull-headed one-legged demon beast in front of him is undoubted.
Such a demon beast, you can imagine what it would be like if it was hit head-on, and Fang Yan's own attack was so insignificant compared to its body, and if it went on like this, how could Fang Yan spit out the essence blood and kill it, the surprised Fang Yan flashed again and again, and did not dare to confront the demon beast head-on like the previous time, desperately consuming the essence blood to kill the other party, the current situation is that even if the essence blood is consumed, it is difficult to bombard this demon beast, and the dialect can only flash again and again, avoiding giving the demon beast the slightest chance to kill head-on.
It's just that the platform is only more than ten zhang, and it is difficult to urge many means on the dialect, but after dozens of breaths, the dialect has been swept many times in a row, and the essence and blood lost before have not been completely refined and recovered, and two more drops were sprayed out in an instant.
From the beginning, Fang Yan knew that he had absolutely no hope of reaching the top, to pass the test set by the Wu Ancestor, to obtain the inheritance of the Wu Ancestor, and then to become a Martial Emperor. The existence of the general emperor of war, now the dialect is for a drop of black blood, only to give up and withdraw from the portal, after all, the Sanskrit body forging technique is too important for the dialect, especially to see the hope of a breakthrough, recently, the dialect has felt more and more the loosening of the imprint, I am afraid that it will not take a few decades to completely break, for a monk, decades is just a blink of an eye, if not, how can the dialect take the risk now,
Everything is for the sake of falling thunder abyss, and the star burial robe has been sacrificed, and the Hu Dao people feel that it is dangerous for the dialect to enter it, and you can imagine how dangerous it is there, the dialect himself is a Yuanying monk, if he does not have some strength, he will go, I am afraid that it will be as the Hu Dao people said, and it will end in failure, even if he leaves his life with the help of the star burial robe defense, but he can't receive the thunder, and it is not much different from being bombarded and falling, but it is just time.
The current situation is beyond the expectations of the dialect, and now it seems that it is not only the portal that has been given up, but also its own back road, not only the black blood drops are hopeless, it seems that he is about to fall here, but now it is not to the end, the dialect has not given up at all, at least he still has a large number of pills on his body, the pill worth hundreds of thousands of top-grade spirit stones, which is enough for the dialect to support for a long time, and now the dialect no longer wants to kill the demon beast to obtain the black blood drops, just swallow the pill, refine the pill power, and the body flashes again and again to avoid a head-on collision with the demon beast。
In an instant, the time of a hundred breaths passed, and the dialect that was still flashing suddenly noticed that the pressure was light, and the demon beast that was originally chasing him suddenly disappeared, but before the dialect could relax, he felt a spatial fluctuation envelop him.
"Ahh With an exclamation, out of the corner of Fang Yan's eyes, he only saw the bone stairs in front of him appear again, and a bright light seemed to flash on his side, which seemed to be the giant sword like a door panel.
What's going on, the dialect has not yet been explored clearly, and he casually noticed that his feet had set foot on the ground, and he was about to urge the dialect of the star burial robe to protect the body, when he suddenly noticed two familiar breaths flashing, and hurriedly suppressed his impulse, and then urged the thunder spirit armor to protect his body.
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