Outside the Medicine Valley, Lin Fenghan, at this moment, stood in front of a huge rock that was five feet high and ten people hugged each other.

But seeing Lin Feng's fingers changing, a ball of deep red light suddenly rose from his fingertips. At first, the fiery red light was only the size of a palm, but with Lin Fenghan's continuous infusion of the rich true energy, the light became more and more dazzling.

After only a few breaths, a ball of flames about a meter-long radius appeared in front of Lin Fenghan.

Although the flame is like fire, it is completely different from the color of ordinary fire. The red flames are as if they are given life. While growing rapidly, they also produce terrifying high temperatures of melting gold and iron. The flowers and plants within a radius of ten meters centered on Lin Fenghan are withering and withering under such terrifying high temperatures.

When Lin Fenghan poured out the last trace of true energy, the originally crimson flame suddenly changed color and turned into a very pure lilac flame.

Perhaps it should no longer be described as "purple flame". When the temperature of the flame reaches a certain limit, the flame becomes flame.

"Extremely brilliant flame dragon--"

Suddenly, Lin Fenghan shouted, and the final seal changed again. The flame ball rising in front of him flew towards the giant rock dozens of feet away in front at an astonishing speed.

As the flame group rose, it became a dragon shape, carrying the terrifying high temperature to burn everything in the surrounding space into ashes.

"boom"

The fire was shining everywhere. When the flames hit the huge rock, the flying flames that stormed out almost covered more than ten feet in a radius. Fortunately, Lin Fenghan saw the opportunity and flew backwards with the "Sky Wind Strike". Otherwise, he would have been affected a lot.

"This is the power of the general-level magical skills."

The eyes were focused on the huge rock that had been melted into stone juice by the "Extremely Ray Dragon" not far away. Although the true energy in Lin Fenghan's body was almost at the verge of exhaustion, Lin Fenghan nodded with satisfaction.

"Although this 'Extremely Raying Fire Dragon' is only a general-level magical skill, it has an attack power that is not inferior to the king-level magical skill. It is a powerful move that can be included in the top ten among hundreds of attacking general-level magical skills..."

Two years ago, Tongxuan Zhenren taught what "Extremely Ray Flame Dragon" said to him.

"I fought for more than 90 days and nights outside the Medicine Valley, and almost died several times. I hunted more than ten third-level monsters. With the power of the demon pill, I have reached the peak of the fifth level of the basic primitive, which is even stronger than the cultivation level of my previous life a few months ago."

"With his current cultivation strength, even if he meets He Changfeng, who is now known as the strongest among the three generations of Xuanyuan Sect, and already has the strength of the sixth level of the primitive realm, he should have the strength to fight. If he can refine another magic weapon before the sect competition, he can be invincible..."

With Lin Fenghan's current cultivation strength at the fifth level of the peak realm of the basic primitive, the demon pill of the third-level monster can no longer promote his cultivation strength to improve at all. Unless he enters the inner domain of the Medicine Valley, he can only hunt monsters above the fourth level.

However, the dangers of the inner region of the Medicine Valley are far beyond those of the outer region. Even the elders of the Qiankun Realm who were sent to the Medicine Valley to collect herbs every year in the Sect did not dare to stay in the inner region of the Medicine Valley for too long.

Moreover, they all pick herbs in the inner domain according to the map left by their predecessors, and never dared to cross it in half, because once they make mistakes in the inner domain of Medicine Valley, even if they encounter an eighth-level monster in the inner domain, they will never escape the disaster even if they encounter a cultivator in the inner domain.

Although Lin Fenghan is not afraid of taking risks, there is no need. On the premise that he knows the situation in the inner domain of Medicine Valley, Lin Fenghan just hesitated for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to explore the inner domain.

"Since the improvement of my strength is no longer worthy, then... it's time to leave the valley."

When Lin Fenghan appeared at the mouth of the valley, Zhu Baisui, who was guarding here, sensed it. The latter's feet were blinking and stood in front of Lin Fenghan, "Hey, you..."

With the strength of the first level of Qiankun Realm for a hundred years, you can then use your spiritual sense to sense to distinguish the strength of the cultivators below the level of Qiankun Realm. Suddenly, Lin Fenghan, who was only at the second level of the basic level, was now standing in front of him with the strength of the fifth level of the basic level of the peak level...

Such a terrifying speed of diligence made him stunned on the spot!

"Uncle Zhu..."

When Lin Fenghan saw Zhu Baisui, he looked stunned as if he had seen a ghost. He couldn't help but smile and said with a faint smile: "Disciple is going out of the valley. Thank you for letting Master Zhu enter the Medicine Valley that day."

"The fifth level of the basic primitive...the peak realm of the fifth level of the basic primitive! In just over three months, you can actually make such progress... How did you do..."

Zhu Baisui finally recovered a little, but his inner shock did not weaken at all. You should know that Zhu Baisui had gone from the second level of the basic level to the fifth level of the original, which took more than ten years, and the gap was simply a world of difference.

In the concept of wishing a hundred years old, even if Lin Fenghan in front of him is a natural resource, it is impossible to make continuous breakthroughs within such a period of time.

Lin Fenghan naturally knew the reason Zhu Baisui asked this and said calmly: "It's just a coincidence. The disciple is still going to rush back to the sect. If nothing happens, the disciple will take his leave first."

Zhu Baisui did not ask questions again, but waved his hand and said, "Before leaving, can you tell me what your surname is and who is your subordinate in the sect?"

Lin Fenghan completely disappeared in front of Zhu Baisui's eyes and said with a sloppy voice: "Disciple Lin Fenghan is just a choreographer of Xuanyuan Sect, but he has not received anyone in the sect as his teacher..."

"Missary disciples at the fifth level of the basic primitive..."

Zhu Baisui gasped, his eyes full of horror. He sighed for a long time and said to himself with a little relief: "If Xuanyuan Sect can get this sect, it will definitely be a better time to go to the next level within a hundred years, which is really a blessing for the sect!"

Back at the dusty hut, Lin Fenghan tidied it up for a while and then untied the storage bag on his waist. This was the meeting gift given to Lin Fenghan by Zhenren Tongxuan two years ago when he accepted him as his personal disciple.

Although the mustard seed space in this storage bag is only a few feet in a radius, it is a rare thing. After all, looking at more than a thousand and three generations of disciples in the Xuanyuan Sect, there are definitely only twenty of them who can own the storage bag.

In the cultivation world of Xianyuan Continent, storage bags are the lowest-end storage magic weapon. The mustard seed space inside can only be ten feet in a circle at most. There are storage bracelets above them, which can be placed in objects a hundred feet in a circle, and the highest-end is storage rings, which can be stored in objects a thousand feet in a circle.

But in the huge world of cultivation, there are only a few owners. Even the current leader of Xuanyuan Sect, Zhenren Tongxuan, was not there, and they were still using storage bracelets. They dumped the objects in the storage bag, and looked at the pile of refining materials stripped from the third-level monsters in front of them, Lin Fenghan's mouth slightly hanged a curve.

"Breakthrough to the sixth level of the fifth level is a bottleneck. Without the help of the magic pill, even if you use the Tianxuan Spiritual Body, you will need to meditate for a year and a half to break through. Now it is only more than two months before the period of the sect competition, and it is too late. Now the only way to improve your strength is to obtain magic weapons."

"With my cultivation strength at the fifth level of the basic level, I can already control the three most basic elementary fires of the three major weapon refining elementary fires of the "Sky Mysterious Artifact Spiritual Jue", and I can also refine some relatively low-end magic weapons..."

"Xu Shengqi? You will be very surprised during the competition." Lin Fenghan's mouth curled a cold curve. Since he occupied the predecessor, he would naturally avenge the revenge and resentment of the predecessor.
Chapter completed!