For the loyalty and strength of his two subordinates, Fang Yan did not have the slightest doubt, it was definitely not possible to deal with that unknown monk, but in the face of a slightly weaker monk like Long Xiandaoren, he would definitely not fall behind, with the will of his Blood Emperor, the two of them were more than enough to observe the changes at the Blood Altar through the secret space, and it was only appropriate for them to guard the surroundings.

After stepping into the distraction, the dialect sensed itself seriously for the first time, and soon the dialect noticed that the first order of the distraction Yuan Ying was only different, but it was a world of difference, compared to the Jin Dan Broken Dan Baby, the shape change was not so obvious, the Yuan Infant at this moment was still the original appearance, but it was much larger, from the original palm size, to now a foot high, the color has also changed slightly, the original pale white, now faintly has some pale gold, but its essence is a qualitative improvement, under the thunder and light, Fang Yan can perceive that the body of the Yuan Infant is extremely condensed, even if there is no body, the body of the Yuan Infant at this moment is far from being comparable to the monks of the Yuan Infant cultivation。

Slightly sensed the origin of the thunder in the Yuan Infant, Fang Yan showed a slight smile on his face, not only did he not let go of the dialect in the distraction tribulation, but also robbed the unknown monk's light, the origin of the thunder contained in that light is more than all in the tribulation, at this moment the dialect has reached an unknowable height of thunder light induction control, although this time the distraction tribulation did not happen in the end, but in fact, there is still a bit of danger in the process, but if it is done again, Fang Yan feels that he can even spend it without much effort, this moment, after full operation, Fang Yan vaguely felt the thunder light fluctuations in the falling thunder abyss outside the bloody array, although it was very faint.

Immediately Fang Yan turned his attention to the meridian mana of the whole body, the meridians were much wider and thicker, and the mana had also improved a lot, before encountering the sword star Daoist and the unknown monk fighting, Fang Yan had not yet realized what level his mana had reached, at this moment, the divine thought moved, and the surging mana flowed in his meridians like a terrifying wave, and Fang Yan immediately knew that no matter what else, the mana condensation alone had increased more than ten times.

For these improvements, dialects have experienced many times from refining qi to building gold pills to Yuanying, although those are far from being compared with this distraction, but they are also prepared, but they didn't expect it to be so big, dialects are most concerned about the changes in the soul after the distraction, this is the real difference between the distracted monk and the Yuanying monk, and soon the dialect will probe the divine sense into the place where the divine soul is located in the depths of the sea of consciousness.

The original dialect of the soul far surpassed its peers, after entering the Heavenly Star Sect, it chose the star power pure magic trick, before the tribulation, it had already surpassed many distracted monks, and now he has survived the catastrophe and stepped into the distraction, and the condensation of the divine soul is even more extraordinary, but at this moment, the divine soul that should have been more powerful has undergone the baptism of the catastrophe, although it is more condensed, it still exceeds many distracted monks, but it has not changed as dramatically as recorded in the classics, could it be that there is something wrong with the divine soul of the dialect?

For their own soul is in such a situation, the dialect is not the slightest surprise, if it is really as recorded in the classics, the dialect will be worried, the divine thoughts move slightly, the dialect is aware that his divine soul exudes a divine thought, but these divine thoughts are not as necessary to be controlled by themselves from time to time when they are infants, they themselves are equivalent to the consciousness of a dialect, but there is no strength of the dialect itself, but as long as you take away the body of a monk, or give birth to a spiritual object, it is a real doppelganger body, this is the biggest difference between the distracted monk and the infant monk。

After Fang Yan patrolled his body for a week, he withdrew his divine consciousness, closed his eyes and sat for a while, waved his hand, and another figure flashed, and the new figure raised his eyes to look at Fang Yan, and then sat down, urging himself to start the exercises, if someone was on the side, he would see two identical dialects sitting side by side.

This is not a god doppelganger, let alone a phantom, but a real doppelganger, for this doppelganger's body, the dialect has spent a lot of energy, and even at the risk of failing the tribulation, he will cut off his own soul at the time of the tribulation, otherwise the soul of the dialect will not be what he just saw, but now he finally sees the harvest, looking at the body of the doppelganger in front of him that is exactly the same as his own mind, the dialect has a strange feeling, which is very different from his previous puppet body, even the natal magic weapon does not have such a close feeling, as if there are two themselves。

Lingxi Tongxin Lotus lives up to its name, and the slag spirit pill does not insult the prestige of Dan Lingyubi, under the combination of the two, the dialect has created such a doppelganger Yuan Fetus that is enough to shock the entire Xiuzhen world, and the Yuan Fetus at this moment is faintly exuding a distraction breath, which is not worse than the dialect itself, but at this moment, this doppelganger body is empty of power, and it cannot be exerted, the soul of the dialect still needs a long time of cultivation and cultivation, in order to truly integrate with the distraction of the Yuan Fetus, and then it can be regarded as a real growth, perhaps this is also a major disadvantage of the dialect doing this, if it is just a doppelganger body with the strength of the Yuan Baby, where is it necessary to work so hard.

But it's all worth it, although now this doppelganger can't be compared with the ontology, and even needs to be distracted by dialects to cultivate, but as long as he has the power of self-preservation, he doesn't have to work so hard, he can completely let him cultivate on his own, if he is fully grown, the strength of the dialect will suddenly double or even more, after all, even the two monks who have a tacit understanding can't compare the mind between the body of the ontology clone.

After inducting it again, Fang Yan no longer paid attention to the body of the doppelganger who urged the exercises, there was no barrier, it was when the strength was rapidly improving, there was such a character outside, where would the dialect be a little relaxed, in an instant, a golden Yuan Infant body appeared in Fang Yan's hand, and it was vaguely Xiang Fei's appearance in appearance, but at this moment, the body of the Yuan Infant did not have the slightest fluctuation of divine consciousness, it was just a ball of pure energy, and he did not wave his hand at all, and the dialect mouth was opened, and the whole Yuan Infant was swallowed in, and after a while, the two dialects sitting cross-legged began to operate the exercises and fell into cultivation。

Fang Yan didn't know how long he had been cultivating, but Xiang Fei Dao's Yuan Infant Body had only been refined a little, and he was suddenly awakened by a divine sense transmission.

"Dialect, you come out for a while, there seems to be some fluctuations outside. "But it's the divine message of the nonsense.

"En?" Hearing this, Fang Yan stopped the exercises, glanced at the body of the clone who was still cultivating, and floated towards the place where the purple spirit of the Hu Dao man was.

After an instant, Fang Yan stood on the side of the Hu Dao man, did not speak to the Hu Dao Zi Ling, and immediately probed out his divine consciousness through his magic weapon.

"How long has this been the case. After a moment, Fang Yan retracted his consciousness and asked the two beside him.

"It's been more than ten days, and at the beginning it was just a faint fluctuation, and it seems to be getting stronger and stronger in the past two days. Without a moment's hesitation, the Hudaoren replied to the dialect.

"It's been more than ten days?" Hearing Hu Daoren's words, Fang Yan's expression paused slightly, and he pondered for a moment, and then escaped from the magic weapon space, and then left this secret realm and came to the space where the blood altar was located.

After releasing his divine sense to scan for a while, Fang Yan's expression became more and more solemn, and he saw that there was no movement in the two secret realm spaces over there, even the Sword Star Dao people did not react, Fang Yan knew that they had not noticed this subtle change without the will of the Blood Emperor, and if it were not for his own will, Hu Dao people would not have noticed these movements.

Without hesitation, Fang Yan immediately sent a divine sense message to the Sword Star Daoist: "Sword Star Senior." ”

A moment later, a wave flashed, and the Sword Star Daoist came out of the secret realm space and asked Fang Yan, "Fang Yan, but what happened?

As he spoke, a look of disbelief flashed on the face of the Sword Star Daoist, and he immediately moved closer to the Blood Altar and took a closer look.