Chapter 365 'You can't ride if you tear it apart' Saintess's battle suit
Chapter 380 Breaking through the fourth-level secret realm and the third level of heaven
Zhang Wenchang was on the other side and was not affected, but even so he was shocked to the point where blood spurted from his mouth and nose.
He immediately stood up and tried his best to close the gap.
"Haven't you heard that curiosity killed the cat?" Zhang Wenchang couldn't help but complain.
Seeing the beaten flesh and blood flying everywhere, Ye Fan quickly healed his wounds. With a wave of his hand, he collected the essence, blood and flesh of Ye Fan.
"Why are you collecting my flesh and blood?" Ye Fan asked after recovering his body.
Zhang Wenchang collected a lot of flesh and blood. The blood exudes a faint golden color, the bones are as crystal clear as jade, and the flesh and blood exudes precious light.
This amount of flesh and blood weighs at least thirty kilograms.
"I have long heard that after the Holy Body is completed, flesh and blood are a great tonic and can be used to make medicine. I have always wanted to get some blood essence from you. Now that you are injured, I can use it directly and take one.
The magical fruit will probably replenish the vitality in two days." Zhang Wenchang said with a laugh.
"Damn it, if you use it as a medicine introduction, that's it. If you dare to eat my flesh and blood, I will never end it with you."
Zhang Wenchang sealed them into a jade bottle. He has always been very curious about the physiques of the Holy Body and the Ba Body. Now that he has collected a living corpse of Cangtian Ba, he naturally also has an interest in studying the Holy Body of Ye Fan.
My flesh, flesh and bones seem to be undergoing transformation.
I took out the fresh body.
The sound of heavenly sounds roared along the path, and I seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth.
I looked at Zhou Tong, who was still refining the divine fruit and repairing the wounds on the path, and decided to refine the body of the great overlord Ye Fan.
My arms have entered the heaven and earth, and my left leg has to move. I am surrounded by Dao pictures one after another.
Zhang Wenchang took out a drop of Shenhuang's liquid medicine, which was the death medicine, and then took out a drop of Qinglian's medicine liquid, which was the death medicine.
The physical body became weaker and more powerful, full of vitality and vitality, and the physical body became more mobile.
In the following time, the whole bronze coffin was filled with the smell of the trail, the fragrance was fragrant, and the aroma was filled with a rich fragrance.
Therefore, the inference is just an inference, and the reality is that it is very possible that it is not there.
Zhang Wenchang didn't have the worst scripture in the Qiji Secret Realm, the Hengyu Jing, and I couldn't continue to use that kind of technique.
A bunch of broken bones and cracked old skin appeared around Bai Fengjing. They looked very oozing. They were all transformed by me.
I have no idea whether the fruit was reabsorbed by me or collected by others.
When I refined the four hexagrams fruit, the four mysterious innate path patterns were transformed into four hexagrams diagrams, arranged in all four directions, surrounding it, just like being smelted in a four hexagrams furnace, one after another mysterious.
A picture of the Tao emerged and was imprinted into my body.
Although the holy fruits of the ancient forbidden land are real death elixirs, they contain infinite mysterious power. Each fruit can make a person reborn.
My two arms seemed to have disappeared, entering the void and exploring the end of the world.
Zhang Wenchang soaked it in the holy spring water, which restored the activity of my body cells and repaired the body's injuries.
Zhang Wenchang, that time I was reborn, I have been regressing. I endured inhuman torture, and every inch of my body was broken and reorganized again.
Now my physical body is weak enough to compete with the Holy Lord, but its cultivation has not broken through to the realm of the Holy Lord.
And that bronze coffin is filled with the smell of eternity. It needs four words in this realm to suppress it, and eternity cannot be achieved. It is turned into a baby with worry, so Zhang Wenchang has to worry about it.
Refining.
I sat cross-legged in the coffin and moved, my heart felt peaceful and ethereal. I felt with my heart, and my whole person seemed to become blurred and imprinted in the void.
After swallowing it, he felt that the pores all over his body were dilated, and a stream of sun essence was constantly baptizing his body. Some hidden wounds on his body that he had not noticed were taken a step back to repair.
In an instant, my left leg seemed to disappear and entered the void, reaching the end of the world.
When I refined the fruit of this cauldron, my bones cracked and reassembled, creating new life from the broken parts.
Seeing that there were eight drops left in the two bottles, Zhang Wenchang wondered when he would go to Zishan and ask for a medicine fruit from this divine phoenix-killing medicine again.
The Overlord Zhou Kun.
Sometimes I am shining brightly, and sometimes I turn into nothingness. No matter how time goes by, I float up and down in this void.
The human body does not have seven poles, so it has to move to reach the seven poles of heaven and earth, move the paths of heaven and earth, turn it into a Tao diagram, and imprint it on the hands and legs.
In that cursed forbidden place, in that bronze coffin, one mysterious path after another turned into crystal petals, and sprinkled into Zhang Wenchang's body.
Zhang Wenchang's flesh, blood and bones were reborn after being broken, and they were reborn after being broken, which made my body extremely weak.
A flash of lightning flashed in the eyes, and it slowly became peaceful.
It’s just about cultivating the physical body, you also need to understand the small path.
Bai Feng was quietly refining the Bird Fruit. I felt as if there were no Suzakus flying around me or Phoenixes chirping around me. Every inch of flesh and blood was vibrating, as if it was broken and reborn.
However, Zhang Wenchang saw that the four wonderful medicines were the god of death. They had been stored in that ancient and forbidden place for such a long time, and there were still few fruits.
The same surname is Zhou, but before I was refined, I was no longer the original Bai Feng, but Zhou Kun.
Before retreating into the Seven Extremes Secret Realm, what is completely needed for cultivation is comprehension, but it is driven by the divine source or magical medicine.
Ten thousand years later, the Little Emperor left Zishan. During those ten thousand years, the Divine Phoenix Death Medicine matured at least seventeen times. Theoretically speaking, it should not have seventeen medicinal fruits.
Therefore, Bai Fengjing absorbed those mysterious fruits and only transformed his body and improved his physique.
Those fruits do not have the effect of making people younger. When practicing there, you need to use the four words in the Taoist Sutra to suppress your body.
Zhang Wenchang refined the divine fruit again, this time it was the golden little sun-shaped divine fruit.
Bai Fengjing thought for a while and decided to give me a new name, Zhou Kun.
Before refining those divine fruits, my body had transformed into a flawless and dirty one. My whole body was crystal clear, and my bright red blood shone with a faint golden light and purple thunder.
Thanks to the magic and mystery of the bronze coffin, the fresh body, although dead, still retains a fresh state as if it will die in the next moment.
Before I completely refined the fruit, my bones crackled and my body shed a layer of old skin, just like a new divine fetus, reborn.
I have enjoyed the first and seventh divine fruits a long time ago. That time I refined one of the remaining fruits and achieved amazing results. Zhang Wenchang could clearly feel his body, but there was no trace of it.
A qualitative leap.
When my realm was completely stable, I opened my eyes.
In the seventh-level secret realm, you need to live in the void, imprint the sacred marks of the path, and clearly understand the rules of the world in order to be able to regress.
I sit there in a sitting posture that moves every time I move, and the sound of heaven is roaring along the path.
Zhang Wenchang added another piece of divine spring water to the jade bottle in which the body of the Overlord Ye Fan was soaked, and then ended his retreat practice.
One after another, Dao pictures appeared around Zhang Wenchang's body, and various small Dao divine patterns enveloped my body.
Zhang Wenchang was successfully promoted and retreated to the eighth level of Qiji.
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