Duan Fan was horrified when he saw the little old man surnamed Li being torn into flesh and blood by the black wind storm. He never expected that the Black Wind Storm would be so powerful, and a powerhouse at the peak of the ninth order of the Martial Arts Realm would be swallowed up in an instant.

Horror is horror, of course Duan Fan will not stand stupidly in place and wait for the Black Wind Storm.

In a hurry, Duan Fan used the Phantom Escape Trick to the extreme, and his body was like a phantom, flashing away in the air.

However, although Duan Fan's speed was fast, it was not much faster in this Black Wind Valley cave, and the Black Wind Storm behind him quickly caught up with Duan Fan.

Tear and pull!

Without the slightest surprise, Duan Fan's whole body was torn to pieces by the Black Wind Storm in an instant, and even his skin appeared with countless dense cuts, dripping with blood, which was very terrifying.

Duan Fan endured the severe pain, picked up the dantian true yuan, and cast the first seal of the Great Mudra of the Sky towards the black wind storm behind him.

Hula.

Duan Fan's all-out blow only blocked the Black Wind Storm for a breath, and with the next breath, the Black Wind Storm swept towards Duan Fan in a more violent posture.

It was like a mad dragon, opening its terrifying huge mouth, revealing Sensen's fangs, wanting to swallow Duan Fan in one bite.

"Bastard, do you want to be so unlucky?"

Duan Fan scolded secretly, and he was anxious in his heart.

At this time, there was not much true yuan left in Duan Fan's body, and seeing the black wind storm behind him, if he didn't want to escape at all, then Duan Fan would only be like the little old man surnamed Li, who was torn into flesh and blood by the black wind storm.

"Hmm!"

However, just when Duan Fan was extremely anxious in his heart, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a pitch-black cave not far from him that could only accommodate the size of a person.

Duan Fan was overjoyed in his heart, and without thinking about it, he poured all the little true yuan left in the dantian into his whole body, and rushed towards the cave.

One breath, just one breath, Duan Fan rushed into the cave.

And when Duan Fan turned around, the place where he was just now had been engulfed by the Black Wind Storm.

"Phew, I'm glad there is this cave, otherwise I'm afraid my life would be difficult to save this time. ”

Duan Fan shrank his body tightly into the cave, wanting to use his divine sense to check outside, but as soon as his divine sense poked out, he bounced back as if he had been attacked by something. His mind was dizzy, his face became extremely pale, and he was not lightly injured, and he no longer dared to use his divine sense at will.

Although Duan Fan was in this small cave, the black wind storm would not blow in head-on, but from time to time there would be strong winds blowing in, which made Duan Fan very uncomfortable. The wounds on his body were originally dense, but now not only did not heal, but became more serious, and the blood was bubbling out like a clear spring.

If this continues, that period of Fan will still not be able to escape the end of death.

Crackling, hulahula!

The wind howled outside, and all the east and west of the earth were swept up to the sky, and in an instant they were smashed into pieces, and the sound was terrifying.

And Duan Fan's current situation is also extremely dangerous.

In desperation, Duan Fan made a difficult decision to cultivate in the Black Wind Storm.

Just do it when you think about it.

When Duan Fan sat cross-legged, he grabbed a handful of high-grade spirit stones in each hand, and began to cultivate.

At this time, Duan Fan was naked, and his body was also stained with blood, as the black wind blew into the cave, the wounds on Duan Fan's body began to grow, and the blood flowed out more quickly.

And if you look closely, you can see that there is a trace of pale gold mixed with Duan Fan's blood, which is not conspicuous, but it is beating like a life.

Actually, that's one of the great things about the Bastard Eucharist.

Now Duan Fan is only just cultivating, his strength is not high, and when Duan Fan's cultivation is raised to an incredible level, the blood of Duan Fan's whole body will turn golden, and then Duan Fan's blood will be infinitely useful, and its value will be more precious than the 10,000-year elixir.

Of course, that's all for later.

And as Duan Fan absorbed a handful of spirit stones, the wounds on his body were beginning to heal again, and the black wind storm blew and cracked, just like that, as soon as it cracked, as soon as it healed, I don't know how many times it was repeated.

As time passed, the aura on Duan Fan's body increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the number of times the wounds on his body cracked became less and less.

A day passed, and the wounds on Duan Fan's body never cracked again, and the skin on his body also returned to its original appearance, without any scars at all.

The black wind storm outside has also been blowing for a day, and I don't know what the reason is, but the black wind storm is slowly decreasing at this time, and the black wind storm has stopped in just a cup of tea.

For a moment, the entire Black Wind Valley became extremely silent, and the crackling sound of the original stone hitting was gone for a moment, and the silence was terrifying.

In the midst of the silence, there was a sudden sound of window paper breaking, and then there was a great silence all around.

I don't know how long it has been, Duan Fan, who has been cultivating cross-legged in the cave, slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The Martial Artist Realm is the ninth order. Duan Fan carefully felt the incomparably full True Yuan in his whole body, and he felt extremely comfortable, and his condition was also unprecedentedly good. He clenched his fist and made a series of crackling sounds. "With my current strength, there should be no problem in casting the first seal of the Heavenly Mudra. ”

That's right, Duan Fan's current dantian true yuan is more than twice as high as when he was a martial artist at the eighth order, and the true yuan is even more refined. When he was at the eighth rank of the Martial Arts Realm, he was able to cast the first seal of the Heavenly Great Mudra, and now it was more than enough to cast a complete first impression.

In other words, Duan Fan's current combat power has doubled. If Zhou Xuanming stood in front of Duan Fan now, Duan Fan could completely kill him.

Not only that, after this cultivation, Duan Fan's physical strength has also been raised to a higher level. Whether it is the recovery power or the ability to resist hits, it is much stronger than before.

With so many changes, Duan Fan was of course very happy.

After carefully feeling the mystery of the ninth order of the Martial Artist Realm, Duan Fan slowly walked out of the cave where he was hiding, ready to walk back.

It's just that Duan Fan didn't walk long before he found a palm-sized piece of black ore.

"Xuan Ming Cold Iron!"

Duan Fan picked up the black ore on the ground, looked at it carefully, and already knew what it was.

Xuanming cold iron is the material for refining magic weapons, and its value is very high, and a large part of Kongtong Mountain's income source is this Xuanming cold iron.

Just this small piece of Xuanming Cold Iron in Duan Fan's hand was worth hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones.

Picking up a piece of Xuanming Cold Iron in vain, Duan Fan must have laughed unceremoniously.

It's just that Duan Fan didn't go far before he found another piece of Xuanming Cold Iron, and this piece of Xuanming Cold Iron was the size of a football ball, and it looked like the quality was much better than the previous one.

"It can't be the Black Wind Storm that blows out all these Xuan Ying Cold Iron, right?"

Duan Fan thought like this, but his figure did not stop, and quickly put the piece of Xuanming Cold Iron the size of a football into his storage ring.

After that, Duan Fan began to search along the way he came, and to Duan Fan's surprise, he found hundreds of pieces of Xuanming Cold Iron along the way, ranging in size from small ones to the size of a baby's fist, while large ones were the size of grinding discs.

Duan Fan estimated that the harvest along the way was around 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones.

10,000 medium-grade spirit stones are nothing to the current Duan Fan, but something is better than nothing, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and the resources are not accumulated bit by bit, isn't it?

Moreover, in the previous cultivation, Duan Fan had once again used up all the cultivation resources on his body, and now he had nothing left on his body except for that piece of Xuan Ice Heart and a few treasures.

Fortunately, he picked up a lot of Xuanming Cold Iron along the way, which made Duan Fan's pocket bulge a lot.

It's just that Duan Fan's good times didn't last long, and soon Duan Fan saw a person he expected, which made a trace of murder flash in his eyes in an instant.