The Phantom Wood Demon Spirit brought a bunch of spirit stones to the storage ring, and saw that the storage ring was on a bloody hand, which could fall off at any time, and Wu Fan's entire body was like a blood ball, except for the head, the sea of qi, and the sea of essence, the rest of the place was no longer the same. Wu Fan's divine thought came out: "Inhale a trace of spiritual energy and introduce it into my mouth." ”

Seeing Wu Fan's miserable situation, Wu Fan said this, and did not hesitate to inhale some of the aura he sucked out, aimed at Wu Fan's blurred mouth, and introduced, Wu Fan forcibly inhaled, and suddenly felt that it was quite difficult to absorb a trace of aura. Since the aura introduced by the Demon Spirit of Youmuzi was very small at one time, Wu Fan restored his mouth and it took half a year.

The mouth has been restored, Wu Fan does not need the Phantom Wood Demon Spirit to export the aura, just ask the Phantom Wood Demon Spirit to put the spirit stone on his mouth, he can quickly absorb it, and all the acupoints in the three yang hands and three yin meridians will be introduced, and after another year, the hands will recover. And all the spirit stones on the Demon Spirit of Youmuzi were all used up.

In the past year and a half, between the Demon Spirit of Youmuzi and Wu Fan, it is like a child taking care of an old man. Wu Fan was still very moved. At this moment, the Demon Spirit of the Hidden Wood Son did not have any spirit stones on his body, and he was afraid to enter the storage ring, because he was afraid that the Mother Demon Spirit would beat him. Wu Fan's mouth and hands were now restored, and he said to the Youmu Demon Spirit: "Youmu, don't be afraid, you go in and say, if your mother wants to beat you, I will move her out of the storage ring, and she won't even want to absorb a spirit stone." ”

Youmuzi Demon Spirit said: "Don't, don't drive my mother away." ”

"I believe your mother is a person of interest, and she will not beat you. After all, she's still under my roof. You go in, you can suck the spirit stone as you like, even if it is to repay you. Wu Fan said lightly.

Only then did the Demon Spirit of the Hidden Wood Nod nodded.

In the following time, Wu Fan explored the spirit stone by himself, as well as all the blood grass, and Wu Fan's head began to recover everywhere from top to bottom. It took six years for Wu Fan to be able to sit up, and there were still scars below his ankles, and there were still scars of broken flesh and blood, and there was not much left of Wu Fan's blood grass.

Wu Fan won't worry about anything. Before, the flesh was beaten everywhere, but fortunately, the five beads in the Purple Mansion spread all over the upper, middle, and lower dantian in time, protecting all the acupoints in the dantian, so that even if Wu Fan's body died, the most original essence and spirit were still retained. This is the most fundamental prerequisite for the full recovery of the physical body. Coupled with the medicinal effect of the Blood Synthesis Herb, Wu Fan's physical body was not only restored, but also reorganized more perfectly to a certain extent, and all the acupuncture points and spaces were perfectly restored.

Wu Fan is now meditating on the recovery below the ankle, and the blood compound grass is chewed by Wu Fan, no longer swallowed, but directly applied below the ankle. Wu Fan immediately lay flat, the qi ran through the whole body, and the three yang feet and three yin and six positive meridians and acupoints all the acupoints, all of which had pulse qi surging below Wu Fan's ankles, but seeing that below Wu Fan's ankles, new skin and flesh were born at a slight speed, and those capillaries were also slowly extending out.

Wu Fan's area below the ankle recovered faster than Wu Fan expected, and after seven days, it was completely healed. Wu Fan slowly stood up. He hadn't stood for six years, which made Wu Fan feel a sense of solidity on the soles of his feet at the moment. He only looked around at this time. The surrounding area is a wasteland, not lifeless, just an endless killing mood. Wu Fan slowly stepped forward, quietly enjoying the silence. No animals, no plants, everything is quiet.

Wu Fan walked for a long time, and everything around him was still silent, but on the extremely desolate ground, some human white bones gradually appeared, as well as those flying swords on the side of the white bones. Some of the flying swords have lost all their spirituality, no different from scrap metal. Some of them are even rusty, and some of them still have a cold light, and they look like they are made of thousand-year-old black iron.

Wu Fan did not covet these flying swords, but calmly stepped forward. The speed at which he walked changed from slow to fast, and every time he walked through a place, one picture after another would appear in Wu Fan's mind. It was a man in a black robe with his face covered, and a group of strong men wearing dazzling black armor, engaged in one battle after another, killing both sides, when there were fewer than a hundred people, and sometimes more than 10,000. The deeper Wu Fan goes, the more people will be exposed to this kind of fighting picture. The sound of fighting echoed in Wu Fan's ears. Wu Fan already felt that he was in the scene, and there was a person, a woman, standing in the distance. Wu Fan felt that he was somewhat familiar with the woman's appearance, and he walked quickly towards the place where the woman was standing through a group of fighting black robes and black armor jungle.

When Wu Fan approached the woman, the woman turned around and looked at Wu Fan. Wu Fan saw a golden skull under the woman's feet. Wu Fan's mind was turbulent, and he felt like he had returned to the ghost forest of Wuling Mountain, and saw the young Wu Lingyun standing on top of the golden man's skull.

Wu Fan couldn't help shouting, "Wu Lingyun!" But the woman didn't answer, looked at Wu Fan for a while, and then turned around. Wu Fan looked at her back, and looked like a woman, Si Yulin? Wu Fan shouted again: "Si Yulin?" The woman did not answer, but drove the golden skull and floated forward. Wu Fan stepped forward to keep up, the faster the woman's speed, the faster Wu Fan's pace became. When it was almost to a certain extent, Wu Fan's stepping thunder automatically unleashed. This step and thunder overturned the fighting scenes in front of him, Wu Fan chased for a thousand miles, but he couldn't catch up with the woman.

Thousands of miles of thunder rolled down, causing the surrounding smoke and dust to roll, and many white bones and flying swords were flown up, rolling in all directions along with the smoke and dust. Wu Fan's thousand-mile step and rolling thunder created an extremely powerful momentum. However, the person concerned, Wu Fan, didn't feel anything, he only hated that he couldn't be faster, if he was faster, would he be able to catch up.

Wu Fan found himself and forgot about the flight of the imperial sword. That's right, Edgeworth flies. It's just that when Wu Fan refined the Canglong Sword Sacrifice, the woman had already disappeared.

Wu Fan immediately stopped marching, closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, the battle between the black robe and the black armor around him was gone. A world of silence in the wilderness has been restored. At this time, Fan Jun walked out from the side and said to Wu Fan: "This place in the center of the Void Sea, you finally came in, and now there are just two people, you and me." I don't know some of the mysteries of the Heavenly Martial Dao. And you've kept me waiting for almost a decade. ”

Wu Fan said: "However, I didn't enter here by myself, someone helped me and forcibly smashed me here." Perhaps, I have nothing to do with Heavenly Martial Dao at all. ”