As the Patriarch of the Ten Thousand Demons slapped his palm, a black-purple aura roared out from his palm, like an ancient beast that swallowed the sky and the earth, opening its bloody mouth toward Lin Fan.
Lin Fan calmed down the Hongmeng Purple Qi, stood with his hands down, and quietly waited for the storm to come.
Mo Yuan and Ling Xuefei stepped aside.
The next moment.
The spiritual energy of all demons poured into Lin Fan's body.
Lin Fan's body trembled instantly, his eyes widened, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
pain!
Extreme pain!
This feeling is like the body being crushed into pulp.
Almost instantly, Lin Fan's body collapsed with a "bang".
The eleventh level of the Hongmeng Immortal Body, the Hongmeng Ancient Golden Body, under the pressure of the demonic aura, only persisted for a moment before it completely collapsed.
All the flesh, bones, and internal organs of Lin Fan's body were destroyed, turning into a blood mist that filled the surroundings.
At this moment, Lin Fan's body was completely destroyed, leaving only his soul.
However, this kind of destruction is not annihilation. The blood mist is all around and has not dissipated.
The soul is trembling.
This kind of pain is no weaker than the great millstone of the soul.
It's just that one is torture of the soul, while the other is more physical.
In terms of pain level alone, the two are on the same level.
The Hongmeng Purple Qi instinctively surges out to repair the physical body.
But Lin Fan still controlled it despite the severe pain.
Lin Fan knew very well that with the magical effect of Hongmeng Purple Qi, he could completely reshape his body, but he couldn't. The more painful it was, the less he could use Hongmeng Purple Qi. Once used, all previous efforts would be wasted.
Lin Fan endured the severe pain and began to activate the Hongmeng Immortal Body.
Relying on the movement method of Hongmeng's immortal body, he began to reshape his physical body.
When Lin Fan reshaped his body, he was almost exhausted, sweating all over his body, and all the muscles in his body were trembling.
This process is not long, but under the extreme pain, every second seems like ten years.
"Take a rest?" asked the ancestor of all demons.
Lin Fan gritted his teeth and said, "No, come again!"
"hehe."
The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons smiled, then slapped him with another palm.
Ten thousand demonic spirits roared out.
"ah!--"
With a scream, Lin Fan's body collapsed again.
Ling Xuefei next to her saw her eyes red and clenched her fists tightly.
Although Ling Xuefei does not specialize in physical training, she knows very well how painful this process can be.
If Lin Fan practices step by step, he will be able to level up smoothly and easily. He has already reached the eleventh level of the Hongmeng Immortal Body. Can the twelfth level be far behind?
But now, what Lin Fan lacks most is time.
He must race against time.
Therefore, we can only use this method of squeezing ourselves, constantly breaking through the limits, and constantly challenging the limits to forcibly increase the level of the Hongmeng Immortal Body.
"Hubby, come on!"
All Ling Xuefei could do was silently cheer for Lin Fan.
"This guy is good, he can achieve great things." The ancestor of all demons said to Mo Yuan.
There was unabashed appreciation in his words.
The character of the Patriarch of All Demons is more straightforward and simple. If he can do it, he can do it, and if he can't, he can't.
Lin Fan completely won the recognition of the ancestor of all demons with his performance.
Mo Yuan nodded and said: "Yes, his perseverance, determination, and courage are all excellent. Such a person is destined to stand at the top of the world. I even think that Lin Fan's becoming a saint is not a big problem."
The Ancestor of All Demons' pupils shrank slightly.
Sanctify!
This evaluation cannot be said to be low.
In the era of Ancestor Ten Thousand Demons and Mo Yuan, becoming a saint was as difficult as climbing to the sky. Not only was the Eternal Divine Crystal limited, but more importantly, the road to becoming a saint was full of thorns and ups and downs and needed to be experienced.
Only after nine lives and nine deaths, and eighteen lives and deaths, can one finally become a saint.
Even the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Demons felt frightened when he recalled his journey to becoming a saint.
But Mo Yuan bluntly said that Lin Fan had the possibility of becoming a saint, and the chance was not small.
However, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons nodded after a brief moment of surprise.
From his perspective, Lin Fan is indeed very likely to become a saint.
In addition to Lin Fan's own qualities such as talent, perseverance, and determination, there is also the BUG-level existence of Hongmeng Purple Qi. If Lin Fan becomes a saint in the future, the ancestor of all demons will not be surprised.
the other side.
Lin Fan has reshaped his body again.
He looked at the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons with firm eyes, without any evasion.
"as you wish."
The Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons saw the meaning conveyed by Lin Fan's eyes and fired out another Ten Thousand Demons spiritual energy.
So for the rest of the journey, Lin Fan began his practice of "not breaking, not standing, breaking and then standing."
Three feet of ice cannot be frozen in one day.
If you want to achieve a physical breakthrough, it cannot be achieved in one or two attempts.
.......
Two days later, Suzhou.
Early in the morning, a large number of people appeared around Qixing Martial Arts Hall.
There were reporters, students and their families who had signed up for the Seven Stars Martial Arts School, and some who were just watching the fun.
Today is the day when Seven Stars Martial Arts School officially opens and conducts assessments.
Prior to this, Qixing Martial Arts School had sent out nearly 30,000 registration forms, but Qixing Martial Arts School was so big that it could not accommodate so many people, so it still needed to be assessed and screened.
It happened to be the weekend, so Qiqi brought her younger brothers and sisters to Suzhou.
Lu Yang followed Su Yue to investigate the Holy Light Society. The ones who came to Suzhou with Qiqi and the others were Mao Xiaomeng and Lin Feng.
At the entrance of Qixing Martial Arts Hall, ten people including Qie Feilong and the Tianba foursome were present to maintain order and organize the preliminary screening of applicants.
Qiqi had told them that the Seven Star Martial Arts School would only admit students under the age of sixteen, not those over the age.
Many people who pretended to be young and tried to get by were picked out and excluded.
The King of Clubs was hidden in the crowd, and beside him was a skinny little boy with timid eyes. He was holding an application form tightly in his hand. The application form was soaked with sweat and became wrinkled.
This little boy is a street kid captured by the King of Plum Blossoms and used as a cover.
Plum Blossom K grabbed the little boy's hand and walked forward with the flow of people in the crowd, but his eyes pretended to scan the surroundings intentionally or unintentionally, judging the scene environment and looking for "Xiao Qi".
At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted the name "Xiao Qi".
Xiao Qi is very popular now. Many people come here, not to join the Seven Stars Martial Arts School, but simply to meet the legendary Xiao Qi, who "can decide the world with one whip".
Soon, the cheers became louder and louder.
The crowd was mobilized, and many people began to shout "Xiao Qi"'s name, and some even held up light signs.
It's like the scene of fans calling for stars.
"Sister, you are now a heroine for everyone."
Upstairs in the martial arts hall, Xiao Xiaoqi pulled Qiqi's clothes and pointed at the restless crowd below.
Qiqi raised her smooth chin and said arrogantly: "No, you guys are watching here, I'll go take a look."
After saying that, Qiqi jumped up and ran away.
After a while.
Qiqi changed into her uniform, put on her bamboo hat, and appeared at the door of Wugan.
Seeing Qiqi appear, everyone immediately shouted even more energetically.
The Plum Blossom King narrowed his eyes and stared at Qiqi.