As streams of energy were slowly injected into Wu Fan's body, Wu Fan's cultivation also soared all the way to the point of the thirteenth layer of the Great Perfection, and the excess energy in the demon wolf's body was still surging towards his dantian, making the gray mist in Wu Fan's dantian begin to rotate sharply. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you go under this situation, there will naturally be two results, one is that under the impact of this kind of energy, Wu Fan has a small chance that he may advance directly, but there is a greater possibility that the energy injected into his body is too domineering, and finally directly bursts his dantian, making Wu Fan a mortal, and it is impossible to embark on the road of cultivating immortals from now on.

Moreover, if a monk wants to advance, the mana in the condensation period is of course important, but the more important point is to keep oneness in the mind, only by doing this, can the gaseous mana in the dantian be gradually transformed into a liquid state with the assistance of the elixir, so as to successfully advance.

And judging from Wu Fan's current situation, he can't be one mind at all, not to mention that at this moment, Wu Fan is only a little self-conscious, and most of his own consciousness has been completely uncontrolled under the influence of the golden ball.

Therefore, there is almost no possibility of advancement, and its body will only absorb more and more energy from this demon wolf, and its body and dantian will not be able to withstand the infusion of so much energy, and it will directly explode the dantian, of course, it may also explode directly and die.

As the demon wolf's body gradually became smaller, the gray on Wu Fan's body became more and more intense, and in the end, he could almost only see the swirling gray light drowning Wu Fan, like a huge cicada cocoon.

Wu Fan felt as if he had an endless and strange dream, in the dream he was in a gray river, and the liquid flowing in this long river seemed to have endless energy, washing his body over and over again, until Wu Fan felt that his body slowly became cold, and suddenly at the end of the river, a round of golden dawn wrapped his body, and the strange warmth slowly eroded Wu Fan's will, making him fall asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Fan, who was sleeping, seemed to finally remember something, suddenly opened his eyes, slapped the ground with one hand, and sat up strangely.

Wu Fan turned his head to look around, and then as if he remembered something, his face was shocked, and he hurriedly looked at the pile of rocks not far away.

In the stone pile not far away, a strange-looking little beast was lying in it, its breath was almost like a gossamer, Wu Fan's expression flashed a trace of panic, and then his body dodged and shot away in the direction where the little beast was.

At this time, Wu Fan also recalled most of the previous things, but he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and at this time, he suddenly thought that the little beast had been seriously injured before he fell into a coma, so he was so flustered.

However, the situation of the little beast is obviously not optimistic, although Wu Fan took it out of the pile of rocks at this time, but the little beast's breath was weak, and there was bright red blood flowing from its mouth, and there were also several terrifying wounds on its body, revealing the purple-red flesh inside.

Looking at the situation of the little beast at this time, it should be that the claws of the demon wolf were injured before, resulting in excessive blood loss in the body before it became like this, Wu Fan looked at the little beast, although he was flustered, but he also thought of a way to treat the little beast, as for whether it was really effective, Wu Fan himself was not the slightest sure.

For now, I can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, so let's give it a try.

In this situation, Wu Fan was not given more time to think at all, so Wu Fan only hesitated slightly, and then the light on his hand flashed, cutting his wrist, and the blood on his wrist flashed, and a drop of essence blood the size of a thumb floated in front of Wu Fan's eyes.

Wu Fan stared at this drop of essence blood, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and the magic in his hand changed, and the essence blood turned into a blood mist and slowly merged into the body of the little beast, while Wu Fan stared at the body of the little beast intently, carefully observing the changes on the little beast's body.

With the slow integration of the blood mist, the terrifying wounds on the little beast's body also began to heal slowly, and his own breath began to slowly recover.

Although this little beast was seriously injured, it didn't need too much essence blood, when Wu Fan integrated the blood mist into this beast for the fifth time, the wounds on its body had been healed as before, and the breath had completely returned to its previous appearance, Wu Fan waited for a while, and the beast opened its eyes widely, and then jumped directly into Wu Fan's arms, and its furry head kept rubbing against Wu Fan's face, looking extremely intimate.

Wu Fan smiled and touched the little beast, then put it on his shoulder and looked around.

He clearly remembered that he had been attacked by the three demon wolves before, and the situation that was supposed to die was completely subverted after the appearance of the little beast, thinking of this, Wu Fan couldn't help but think of the frightened eyes of the demon wolf when he saw the little beast before, and he couldn't help but be more curious about the origin of this little beast.

It's just that this little beast has no way to verify whether it is the place or the timing of its appearance, he carefully recalled everything from seeing the little beast to today, and found that this little beast is not only interested in the spirit fruit, only the time when the tens of thousands of demon beast spirits and the aura of the soul gathering bowl were devoured a little weird, as for other places, there are only a few times, and this beast really has no special features in normal times.

Wu Fan thought about it for a long time and didn't have the slightest clue, so he simply left this time, shook his head, and began to carefully observe this place.

Although Wu Fan still remembers the situation of being attacked by the demon wolf before, there is only a vague outline of the situation after he was seriously injured, as for what happened to the demon wolf later, and how he himself recovered from his injuries, he can't remember at all.

Frowning slightly, Wu Fan stared at the place where he had fought with the demon wolf before, but except for some mottled bloodstains here, the demon wolf had long since disappeared, which made Wu Fan wonder.

Although he had a slight impression of what had happened before, it was not very clear, but he had been in a coma for so long, and he could stand here safely at this time, thinking that the demon wolf must have died under some circumstances.

His face changed several times, Wu Fan finally sighed, and then stepped forward to walk into the distance, but as soon as he moved, a sharp pain suddenly came from the dantian, making Wu Fan bend down in an instant, and his face became pale.

Wu Fan didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly sat down cross-legged, sank his divine sense into his body and began to look inward.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, even Wu Fan himself was frightened, the reason why he had severe pain at this time was not because of any injury, but because his cultivation had reached the thirteenth layer of the Great Perfection, and the gray mist in his dantian had already reached saturation at this time, and Wu Fan's previous spell caused the fog in his dantian to surge sharply at this time, almost breaking his dantian.

At this moment, Wu Fanzhen's face was shocked, if the gray mist in the dantian did not stop surging, he could basically be sure that in a few hours, the dantian would let too much mana explode directly, and thus the cultivation would be lost.

Wu Fan's face changed sharply a few times, and he seemed to have finally made up his mind, turned his hand and took out a porcelain bottle from the ring and put it in front of him, and then began to close his eyes and meditate and breathe.

At this time, Wu Fan also found that his current cultivation had unintentionally reached the requirement of being able to advance to the Xuanling Stage, although he only had a condensation pill on his body, but due to Wu Fan's own special situation, it was completely sufficient.

As long as he can advance smoothly, these extra mana will naturally not be a problem, and the only thing Wu Fan needs to worry about is the cultivation of the Xuanling Stage in this secret realm, whether there will be other emergencies in his advanced this time.

However, judging from the current situation, Wu Fan has no choice at this time.

But even so, Wu Fan naturally would not rush to start advancing, he had already advanced once before, so he also knew in his heart that although as long as the basic exercises were completed, coupled with the Condensation Pill, he could hit the bottleneck, but when he advanced, he must maintain a calm state of mind and a stable mind.

Therefore, Wu Fan did not rush forward, but planned to breathe first, and then make plans.