The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth kept circulating around Ye Fan, converging into a torrent that rushed between his meridians and then turned into a turbulent sea that hit the sea of ​​suffering that had been standing still.

After three full hours, Ye Fan finally snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood, lying on the bed, clutching his chest and panting.

However, after three 1.8 hours of hard work, Ye Fan's spirit of heaven and earth could not even punch a gap in his bitter sea, which made Ye Fan a little frustrated.

"It seems that this road is still very difficult for me..."

Ye Fan frowned and smiled bitterly, reaching out and wiping the blood on his mouth.

"Cultivation has gone down the wrong path, but it can be described as difficult."

Qin Xuan, who had returned from the small world of reincarnation, opened a door in the void with his hands on his back and walked out, looking at Ye Fan who was exhausted and lying on the bed, said.

Seeing this familiar face appearing silently in the room in front of him, Ye Fan suddenly wanted to jump up, but found that his whole body was sore and had no strength at all.

"Master, why are you here?".

Chapter [-] True Blood Casts the Foundation

"It's nothing more than idle clouds and wild cranes."

Qin Xuan stretched out his hand and brushed Ye Fan's body, and immediately let Ye Fan's body fully recover, watching Ye Fan with a little surprise as he walked down from the bed.

"Having the physique of the ancient holy body, it has become a chicken rib that cannot be cultivated in other people's mouths, why don't you give up?"

"Although I, Ye Fan, are just an ordinary person, when I came to this world, only cultivation can allow me to return to Earth. For this reason, as long as there is no way for me, I will never give up."

"you are wrong."

Qin Xuan shook his head.

"Cultivation all the way is an act against the sky. Even if the sky wants to kill you, you have to use your own fists to break the sky!"

The strong breath poured out directly from Qin Xuan's body and turned into a torrent that hit Ye Fan's heart one after another, making Ye Fan feel the feeling of heart palpitations, and even vaguely wanted to kneel and surrender directly, but Ye Fan still gritted his teeth and held back. .

These knees, except for their biological parents, do not kneel even in heaven and earth!

Qin Xuan smiled secretly, feeling worthy of being the future emperor of heaven, and then withdrew his great emperor's coercion, turning his hand and a drop of red blood appeared in the palm of his hand:

"This is the blood of the Holy Eucharist given to you by an ancestor of the 17th ancient Eucharist."

"To help you, open up the sea of ​​suffering, and forge the foundation of becoming an emperor."

Without waiting for Ye Fan to speak, Qin Xuan's other hand waved violently and instantly made Ye Fan overturn on the bed. At the same time, the drop of Eucharistic True Blood was sent into Ye Fan's mouth by Qin Xuan.

As soon as the real blood entered Ye Fan's body, Ye Fan instantly felt that his whole body was boiled in a frying pan, and his face turned red.

Qin Xuan pressed his finger on the center of his forehead again, and engraved the inheritance memory of the ancient sacred body and the "Dao Jing" in Ye Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Keep your true heart, and use the exercises taught by this emperor to absorb the true blood and open up a sea of ​​suffering."

Qin Xuan's voice was like an avenue alarm bell, which made Ye Fan awake. He immediately sat cross-legged on the bed again, running the "Dao Jing" in his mind, and absorbed the fingertip-sized Holy Body blood in his body.

The true blood that contains the power of Chu Feihuang's ancient sacred body is a treasure to be unearthed for Ye Fan. The true blood drives the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth to gather constantly, and the formation is even more than when Ye Fan was running the remnant exercises. Aggressive dozens of times.

Torrent made a "boom" sound. If Qin Xuan had not set a ban beforehand, it is estimated that people in the entire Lingyu Dongtian would have heard the news of the change here.

The real blood of the Holy Body was surrounded by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it turned into an angry dragon wandering directly in Ye Fan's meridians.

If it wasn't for Qin Xuan's transformation of the Holy Blood to the throne before this, even Ye Fan would have exploded and died.

Qin Xuan will naturally not let it happen. The true blood of the Holy Body is only a trace of failure, and more is sealed by Qin Xuan. With Ye Fan's breakthrough, he constantly changes his physique. Speed ​​up his practice!

But at this time, the true blood of the Holy Body was the eyes of the angry dragon, and Ye Fan only felt that his mind was even dizzy by the roar of the angry dragon.

The angry dragon formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed through the meridians without any scruples, and finally opened a big mouth and the sea of ​​bitterness came directly to a violent impact.

The sea of ​​bitterness, which had always been dead silent, even showed some signs of shaking under the attack of the angry dragon. Ye Fan immediately turned Zhou Tian, ​​and let the angry dragon, which was transformed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, continue to slam into the sea of ​​bitterness.

The sharp claws scratched on the bitter sea, and the dragon horns kept bumping against each other, very crazy.

"Break it for me!"

Enduring the huge pain of being hit by the sea of ​​bitterness, Ye Fan bit his lip and felt the smell of blood in his mouth, and then shouted angrily.

The angry dragon with true blood as its eyes directly raised its head and roared, rolling its long body and bowing its head so that its horns collided with the sea of ​​bitterness like gold and iron.

"Crack!"

Finally, a sound from the sea of ​​bitterness made Ye Fan almost overjoyed. The sea of ​​bitterness, which was as dark and dead as gold and iron, actually cracked a long gap under the second violent impact of the angry dragon.

My own sea of ​​suffering has been opened up!

Ye Fan looked at his sea of ​​misery, and the angry dragon formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had been directly shattered under the violent impact just now.

The originally rounded drop of Holy Body True Blood also turned into strands and drilled in through the crack in the sea of ​​bitterness. From the crack that was opened up, a little golden light was revealed from it.

"good chance."

Ye Fan was secretly pleasantly surprised, and running the "Dao Jing" prompted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to continue to impact the crack on the sea of ​​bitterness, and finally even split the shell of the sea of ​​bitterness into two halves, opening the tight gap directly.

As the gap got bigger and bigger, pure golden rays of light burst out from Ye Fan's sea of ​​suffering, as if a huge golden sun was hidden in Ye Fan's sea of ​​suffering.

The golden light rushed out from the bitter sea, not only surrounded Ye Fan's whole body, but also formed a turbulent ocean in the entire residence.

The golden stormy waves kept pounding in all directions with frantic roars, as if they wanted to spread themselves outside, but were blocked by Qin Xuan's prohibition.

"The pure-blooded desolate holy body is really eye-opening..."