Nine days alone

The dead air in the Yin Tomb is misty, dark and deep, and the situation against Yin and Yang has not been completely broken. This kind of general trend of heaven and earth is not so easy to collapse.

The reason why the masters of the three major sects and the Sanxiu lineage were able to pass through Ni Yin Yang is because of Bai Xiaosheng, and the two young masters of the Jiang family and the Li family are because their ancestors have already prepared for it. Naturally restraining Yin and Tombs, it is enough to protect them from crossing against Yin and Yang.

At this moment, Fang Zhong was walking among the dilapidated ruins, taking every step carefully, he didn't want to fall into the killing array for no reason, it would be a disaster.

After traveling for several miles, Fang Zhong finally came to the place where Long Pulse Sky was.

This place is full of divine splendor, and the power of the dragon veins is surging, which is the source of the dragon veins, and at the other end is the death energy, which is the source of the death energy.

"Half of the dead energy, half of the dragon's pulsating sky, intertwined with each other, rebelling against yin and yang, creating a situation against yin and yang," Fang Zhong said to himself, feeling unbelievable that such two solitary and opposite forces can be united together to form a strange situation. Variety.

brush.

The dragon's veins rise up like a waterfall, and the power of the fiery red dragon's veins is vast and bright, hanging upside down in the sky.

This is a powerful force, and it is also a supreme treasure. The power of the dragon veins is as strong as yang, which can temper the body and cleanse impurities, which is of great help to cultivation.

However, although this kind of thing is rare, it is still somewhat inferior to the countless magic soldiers around the altar, so those masters have all abandoned the dragon veins and want to snatch the treasure, which is worthless. Fang Zhong, just right Use it to temper your body.

Approaching the dragon vein, Fang Zhong picked up a blue-black stone from the ground and threw it into the dragon vein, but he was very surprised that the stone turned into pieces in an instant.

"This..." Fang Zhong was very surprised, and couldn't help frowning, "Although my body is comparable to a magic weapon, I'm afraid I can't resist the attack of the dragon's veins."

The power of the dragon veins is as strong as the sun, surging and surging, hanging upside down above the sky, it is already full of powerful destructive power, it is difficult to bear without a certain technique and a strong physique, this is one of the reasons why those masters will abandon the dragon veins, After all, the destructive power of dragon veins is too amazing.

"Master," at this moment, Meier's voice sounded in his mind, saying: "You don't have to worry, Meier can't hurt you with this little dragon vein power,"

"Oh, hehe, I forgot about that," Fang Zhong felt relieved, strode forward, and jumped into the dragon vein with a bang.

A strange force emerged from the picture of Jiangshan beauty behind him. The strange tattoo was shining brightly. There was no one else here, so there was no need to worry that someone would notice his artifact. Fang Zhong could use the picture of Jiangshan beauty without any scruples to resist it. Invasion of dragon veins.

Wisps of blue light flickered and spontaneously gathered on Fang Zhong's body, like a delicate mask, protecting him in it, and letting the dragon's pulse brush, I stood still.

This is the power of the divine weapon, which can isolate the invasion of dragon veins, but it will not completely counteract it. A strand of dragon vein power penetrates in, just within the range that Fang Zhong can adapt to, allowing him to temper his body and cleanse the deep in his body. magical power.

"Master, you can practice now. I will control the power of the artifact and let the power of the dragon veins change constantly to suit your cultivation progress," Mei'er was very considerate, and had already thought about everything.

"Well, thank you very much," Fang Zhong sat cross-legged, ups and downs in the dragon veins, the power of the fiery red dragon veins wrapped around his body like a big furnace.

Wisps of dragon vein power seeped in, drilled into Fang Zhong's body along his limbs, and wandered through his meridians and bones, causing a tingling sensation.

The power of the dragon veins is still too wild, the most masculine and the most powerful, the destructive power is very huge, it is difficult to resist if Fang Zhong is not physically strong.

However, with Meier controlling her, the current level is just right.

The power of dragon veins flowed through his body under his guidance, constantly tempering his bones and blood.

Gradually, a strange feeling rose up, and Fang Zhong could clearly feel that his body became more solid under the power of the dragon vein.

Flesh, bones, and even cells are constantly tempered, like being beaten in a furnace, becoming stronger than before.

Looking inside his body, he saw wisps of black mist rising from the deepest part of his body, turning into flying ash under the power of dragon veins.

This is the magical power in his body, rooted in the deepest part of his body, at this moment it is forced out by the power of the most rigid and yang dragon veins, and turned into nothingness.

It took a full hour to refine the demonic power in Fang Zhong's body, but he didn't stop. This is a good opportunity to refine his body. He can use the power of dragon veins to temper his body and sublimate his flesh and blood again. , reaching a higher level.

boom.

Mei'er let go of the restrictions a bit, and a more powerful dragon vein power surged in, which made Fang Zhong startled and concentrated on tempering his body.

A trace of the power of the dragon veins is swimming in the meridians and bones, constantly tempering his body, like a flame burning, removing impurities and leaving the most quintessential part.

This is a kind of ascension of the source of life. While washing away the demonic power, it also washes away its own impurities, so that the body can truly reach the innate, one-of-a-kind, as if made by nature. There is a vast innate aura in the body. Like thunder.

From the outside, Fang Zhong turned into a big furnace, surrounded by the power of red dragon veins, and the stream of light kept flowing.

brush.

The dragon's veins rolled backwards, like a waterfall hanging in front of the river, flying straight down, and rushed over at once, bringing Fang Zhong a huge oppressive force.

This is pressure but also motivation. Under this kind of power, his body is rapidly transforming. His skin is like creamy, smooth and dazzling, with divine light shining, and his bones are crystal clear and round, like carved from jade. Powerful explosive power.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Zhong felt that his body had reached saturation, but the power of the dragon veins was still surging, surging.

"It seems that I have reached the peak of the early stage of the innate realm," Fang Zhong understood in his heart. He has now reached the peak state of the early stage of the innate realm, and the next step is the middle stage of the innate realm, but this kind of progress requires not only a strong physique perception.

"This is a good opportunity for me to go one step further," Fang Zhong smiled slightly, recalling the realm comprehension of Lingji and Lingmei in his mind, concentrating on comprehension.

In fact, Fang Zhong's understanding of the realm has not fallen since he obtained the soul marks of the two witches, and he is constantly comprehending his cultivation experience.

Silently, his realm has already surpassed the innate early stage. Now that he is in the dragon veins, he has an opportunity to advance. If he comprehends with his heart, his progress is astonishing, but he has crossed it in a short time. A barrier in the middle of the innate realm.

At this moment, Fang Zhong felt enlightened, as if a brand new door had been opened.

Xuan'ao in the mid-stage of the Xiantian realm is no longer so mysterious in his eyes, everything is going to happen naturally, the power of the dragon veins gathers, and he successfully breaks through.

Now, Fang Zhong felt that his whole body was full of strength. He could smash mountains into pieces with one punch, and his flesh and blood became more cohesive, comparable to divine iron.

"Phew, this feeling is really good," Fang Zhong exhaled, feeling unprecedented joy in his heart, "The road to cultivation is bumpy, but it is also a kind of achievement. What you enjoy is the joy and joy of breaking through the shackles of yourself. , is simply indescribable,"

boom.

The excitement in his heart was hard to suppress, and Fang Zhong swung a punch, which immediately exploded the power of the dragon veins in the sky.

Powerful power condensed in his body, like a body made of divine iron, extremely powerful, several times stronger than before.

Now, Fang Zhong's body strength alone has reached a terrifying level of 40 jin. It is not a lie to smash a mountain with one punch.

Moreover, his speed, flexibility, defensive power, etc. have all been greatly improved. Although he still hasn't cultivated internal strength, his strength is enough to suppress ordinary mid-stage masters in the innate realm. Those who contend.

In this way, he was not satisfied, and after some venting, he sank into cultivation again.

Half an hour later, Fang Zhong stopped and smiled: "It's almost there, the physical body has almost reached the peak state of the mid-innate state,"

He didn't insist any longer, and quit the dragon's veins decisively. He didn't need to be reminded of the truth of going too far, and he could grasp it well.

bang...

At this moment, there was a shocking vibration from a distance, the sky and the earth were completely dark, and countless dead qi rose up, covering the sky.

The tomb turned into darkness, and all the palaces and pavilions sank into the magic cloud, which looked very terrifying, a scene of doomsday.

clang.

This is the sound of the bronze divine bell, with divine brilliance, entering the blue clouds, rushing out amidst billowing dead air, and shedding myriads of divine light, illuminating the surroundings again.

boom.

The miraculous ancestral hall rushed up to the sky, instead of blasting towards the divine clock, a terrifying aura erupted, tearing apart the void.

Fang Zhong felt very surprised. He had practiced for so long, and the battle in the distance had not yet ended. The divine bell rang along with the ancestral hall, and the two treasures rushed to the sky, as if they were fighting against some terrible power. Awakening the divine brilliance, shattering the endless death energy.

This feeling was terrifying. Although his cultivation had improved again, it was still impossible for him to intervene. He glanced regretfully, turned around and left.

Along the way, there were corpses everywhere, and remnants of soldiers were scattered, all of them were people from the three major sects and scattered cultivators.

Most of them are in the realm of Yukong, and a few casual cultivators even only have the realm of psychics. They don't have much ability to protect themselves when they come here, and they all lay dead here.

The more Fang Zhong walked, the heavier his heart became. There were too many corpses. He even saw some acquaintances among them. They were all the three great Taoist disciples he had met in Yinlong Town. Although he didn't see Lin Yan's bones, he still It made him very worried, fearing that something bad might happen.

Rumble.

The vibration in the depths of the Yin Tomb became more and more intense, and the entire Yin Tomb was shaking, as if it was about to collapse. The death energy was rising with the dragon veins, intertwined, and reversed Yin and Yang.

This is a terrifying scene, with strong men fighting, the situation is hard to imagine, Fang Zhong couldn't help but click his tongue, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and left quickly.