Wu Po Jiuxiao

Ye Fantian murmured in his mouth.

His willpower is astonishing, and his martial arts cultivation is as high as the sky, but facing the fact that he was abandoned by his relatives, he can't hide the grief and anger in his heart no matter what.

Indulging in his own memory, Ye Fantian finally woke up after an unknown amount of time, and the subsequent bursts of terrifying pain in his body also made Ye Fantian frowned uncontrollably.

"What a terrifying Emperor Dragon, if he hadn't activated the divine disc bestowed by the Ice God at a critical moment, and shuttled out quickly, I'm afraid I would have been destroyed by him even with the horror of my physical body."

Thinking of the power like the end of the world, Ye Fantian secretly marveled at how powerful and terrifying this guy was.

"call……"

A mouthful of turbid air was slowly exhaled from his mouth, with traces of red mist in it. This mist was full of impurities, with traces of black glow, which were the blood clots and impurities accumulated in his body.

"Huhuhu..."

As he breathed out slowly, streaks of fiery energy began to swim slowly in his body.

"Although the miscellaneous energy has the breath of the element of fire, it is thousands of times thinner than that of the Nine Heavens Realm, no, it is thousands of times thinner than that of the Xuantian Continent. It is still in this universe, although it is only a dimension. It's just a star field, but even if you travel to the Milky Way, I'm afraid the level of vitality there is not much higher."

Slowly absorbing the vitality around him, Ye Fantian was really not used to it. If the strength of vitality before could be considered as a heavenly dragon, at the current situation, I am afraid that it is not even the level of an earthworm. At best, it is just At the level of a hair.

"It seems that there is really no other way. If I allow myself to draw strength here, I will need to practice for a hundred years before I can return to my original state."

A hundred years is just a fleeting moment for those strong men, but it is definitely a long time for Ye Fantian. When his strength is fully recovered, his parents may have died long ago.

"Fortunately, there is also the world of the Eight Parts of the Saha, where the vitality is extremely abundant, and it is a world of its own."

Ye Fantian was quite relieved, and then opened the picture of the Eight Parts of the Sentient Beings of the Saha, and suddenly a strong enough vitality to make people scream comfortably came to his face. Such a rich effect of vitality is enough to make people instantly recover No, even if there is a disease that is difficult to eradicate, it is enough for people to recover quickly.

"Huhuhu..."

Streams of pure vitality continuously washed Ye Fantian's meridians, straightened out the scars on it, and slowly, the power of the Cyanwood Emperor Tree gradually began to wake up.

Ye Fantian's injury was too serious. Although he was only hit by the energy bombardment of Emperor Dragon, the effect was extremely terrifying. There was no pain in his body.

For such a character as Emperor Dragon, his angry strikes are naturally no small matter, and the effect produced is unimaginable and amazing.

"This Emperor Dragon, you should not be underestimated. If you make a move next time, unless I have tempered Nirvana and transformed my physical body to a new level, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to defeat the opponent... ..."

Gradually, Ye Fantian's mind was running as one, and time slowly began to pass.

There are no years of practice, and I don't know how long it has passed, but Ye Fantian's eyes suddenly opened...