Zhang Fan continued to scream up to the sky, lying on the ground all over, twitching, but there was disdain on his face, deep disdain.
"Blood flows for thousands of miles, corpses are pillowed on Qianxun Mountain, and there are murderers in the dream. How can a man be so evil?"
His right hand opened tremblingly again, and a ball of flame rose again. A man with a sonorous and proud character was defeated by a small ball of fire from heaven and earth?
Fight! He wants to fight! At this moment, countless fighting intentions arose in his heart. Since he wants to go against the will of heaven, how can your little firepower of heaven and earth stand up to me?
"Wearing swords and swords, killing people when angry, cutting off each other's legs and drinking wine, chatting and laughing, causing ghosts and ghosts to frighten you!"
He spread his left hand, and his dark eyes instantly became extremely determined. He wanted to fight. If he couldn't get past this little soul refiner, how could he go against the will of heaven?
Crazy thoughts surged out of his body instantly, and two balls of fire from heaven and earth poured into the depths of his soul again.
After the two flames entered, Zhang Fan spread his hands tremblingly again, life or death! In a world where the strong are respected, he has only just taken the first step.
The flames entered his body again, and the look of disdain on Zhang Fan's twisted face deepened! But he could still laugh, his hands continued to float, and the two flames reappeared.
"Why do you still want to defeat me? What a dream!"
When the flame disappeared, two flames rose up again. Does it hurt? Maybe he has completely forgotten the pain now, because it is too painful. The pain has paralyzed his whole body, his whole brain is groggy, and his only consciousness is
It's a battle!
What is war? Even though the power of your flames is endless, I, Zhang Fan, can still take care of it.
Gradually he became paralyzed, and at this time, his soul completely changed. As he continued to refine his soul, his soul also underwent a huge qualitative change, and a red ball with black light gradually condensed out.
, seven light groups surrounded the sphere, growing stronger and becoming dazzling.
Zhang Fan didn't know how long it took, but it was only when he fell into a deep sleep with fatigue that he stopped condensing the fire of heaven and earth.
I don't know how long it took, but when Zhang Fan slowly opened his eyes, he found that the dark cave was no longer around him, and he was completely soaked in a stone pool.
And the pool exudes the fragrance of medicine. It is obvious that the pool is filled with medicinal materials.
His eyes fluctuated slightly, and Zhang Fan felt as if he was in a dream. His body did not move at all, and he leaned in and enjoyed himself comfortably.
At this moment, he thought about the torture he endured in the cave. Did he succeed? At this moment, he suddenly raised his head, as if he felt something, and then an old man walked in from the outside. It was no one else.
It is Mr. Huang.
"Are you awake?" Mr. Huang exhaled slightly, with a smile on his face again: "How do you feel?"
"Tired!" Zhang Fan exhaled and said.
"I'm still tired!" Mr. Huang smiled helplessly, but his eyes were a little shocked, because when there was no movement in the cave, he was startled first. When he opened the cave and rushed in,
The first thing he felt was the scorching fire of heaven and earth, and then there was a palpitating soul energy. Then he noticed the huge pit on the hole and the mark of Zhang Fan rolling back and forth, which was absolutely shocking.
So he directly lifted Zhang Fan's body out, then opened a stone pool and mixed in some medicinal liquid to help him recover.
"Thank you!" Zhang Fan looked at Huang Lao sincerely. To be honest, if he had not met Huang Lao this time, he would never have been able to achieve the effect of soul refining, because his system could not bear the fire of heaven and earth.
The burning caused.
But after the training under the waterfall, it was like practicing all over again, so he was really grateful to Mr. Huang.
Mr. Huang waved his hand, but the smile on his face did not change at all.
"How long has it been now?" Zhang Fan thought of something and asked doubtfully.
"It took about a week from the time you entered the cave to the time I carried you out. You have been sleeping for three days now, tsk tsk tsk for ten days!" The old man said with a sense of sigh, but more of he was shocked.
"So long?" Zhang Fan was obviously stunned.
"Yes!" The old man nodded and said, "What exactly did you experience inside?" In fact, what he meant was why he felt such strong firepower from heaven and earth.
"Refining, fighting!" A smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, but there was some palpitations in his eyes. Looking back now, he felt a little crazy, but he didn't regret it at all.
"Fight?" The old man was obviously stunned and said, "Fight for what?"
"Fight with the fire of heaven and earth, fight with yourself, and fight with pain!" Zhang Fan simply said three sentences.
It was indeed a very simple three sentences, but the old man understood something from it. Zhang Fan stayed there for seven days. In other words, Zhang Fan only spent seven days refining his soul. Although he did not know the exact number, it was definitely within three days.
Above the sky! You know, the average person might not be able to hold on for even an hour, but Zhang Fan actually held on for so long?
And the pain Zhang Fan mentioned means that Zhang Fan has been continuously adding fire to the world? Fighting with himself? Breaking through himself again?
The old man smiled bitterly and said: "How many balls of fire from heaven and earth have you injected into your soul?"
"Forgot!" Zhang Fan shook his head gently, because he really forgot...
"What!" The old man's eyes were as wide as copper bells. Have you forgotten? How many times have you forgotten this? You know, this pain usually leaves a very deep impression on people, unless many of them are paralyzed, but think about this
How is it possible, but how to explain Zhang Fan being inside for so long.
"There will be a test later!" The old man took a deep breath and said it, because he wanted to know what level Zhang Fan's soul had reached at this time!
Zhang Fan nodded and leaned comfortably in the pool again. His whole body felt extremely comfortable while lazing around.
At noon, when the potion in the pool became dilute, the old man asked Zhang Fan to come out and then went to the stream outside to wash himself. After drying in the sun, Zhang Fan put on the tattered clothes again.
robe.
"Come here!" The old man glanced at Zhang Fan and waved.
After moving his body, a clear voice came. After the manager's pain, he found that his life was so good that he didn't expect.
A smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards the old man. At this time, the old man took out a crystal stone from his body. When the crystal stone came out, Zhang Fan clearly felt a strange feeling in himself.
"Put your hand on this!" The old man's heartbeat accelerated slightly at this time, and a look of expectation appeared on his face. Zhang Fan had persisted for so long, and he should be able to reach the spirit level, and maybe even the earth level.
Spreading his right hand, Zhang Fan also took a deep breath and put it directly on it. The crystal did not react at all, and Zhang Fan was stunned.
At this time, Mr. Huang raised his head, glanced at Zhang Fan and said: "Put the power of your soul into it!" I have to say that he asked a very idiotic question.
"Spirit is an expression of the soul!" Mr. Huang said helplessly.
With a simple sentence, he seemed to understand something. His thoughts surged and he directly attached to it. Sure enough, the crystal began to bloom with light. It gradually changed color from white at the beginning and experienced yellow, purple, blue, and finally stayed.
It turned gray and black and became stable at this time.
The old man was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"What level is Mr. Huang?" Zhang Fan looked at Mr. Huang with a shocked look on his face.
"Holy order?" the old man murmured: "How is this possible? There must be something wrong with the spar!" After saying that, the old man asked Zhang Fan to take his hand away, and he also put it up. Finally, gray and black also appeared, but the old man's
The gray-black color is obviously darker than his.
"That's right!" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he raised his head with an indescribable look of shock. A turmoil arose in his heart. It was so terrifying. As an alchemist, he naturally understood how difficult it is to cultivate the soul. His eyes seemed to be looking at him again.
Like a monster, he said for a long time: "Your soul power has reached the holy level!" Zhang Fan could clearly feel the vibration of the old man's voice.
Zhang Fan went from Xuan level to spiritual level, earth level, and heaven level to reach an upgrade? How much pain did he have to endure during this period?
"Holy level?" The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth raised slightly. Although he has not reached the best level, he has reached the best existence in his heart.
"Yes!" The old man was speechless at this time, and after a long time he uttered this word. He calculated that he was 346 years old this year. At this age, the soul has reached the advanced level of the holy level. How old is Zhang Fan? He is so young.
Holy level? Although he is at the lower level of the Holy level, he has such a powerful soul at such a young age, which is definitely a heaven-defying existence.
"How on earth did you do it!" The old man took a breath and asked again.
"I just kept condensing the fire of heaven and earth and introduced it into the soul." Zhang Fan smiled and slowly spread his right hand. At this time, he suddenly felt his mind twitching, as if some qualitative change had occurred around him, a gray-black mass
The flames instantly rose.
"Soul fire!" The old man screamed instantly, and his heart that had calmed down a little was once again shocked. Refining the soul is not easy in the first place, and it is even more difficult to form soul fire, because the formation of soul fire generally requires a high-level saint-level person.
Or it can only be done when the soul elixir is formed at the god level, but at this time Zhang Fan's soul fire is slightly inflated, and it is obviously a newly formed existence.
Zhang Fan was also stunned for a moment. In fact, he just wanted to shape the fire of heaven and earth.
"I'll strangle you!" Mr. Huang couldn't help but cursed, and after a long time he said again: "Pervert!"
"Huang Lao, what is soul fire?" Looking at Huang Lao's appearance, Zhang Fan curiously looked at this so-called soul fire and found that there was no heat at all.
"Soul fire is the fire of the soul. When you can pull away the soul fire, it proves that your soul has formed a pill, but how can a low-level holy soul form a soul fire?" The old man frowned, his whole body
People can only describe it as extremely shocking: "Tell me the details of your situation at that time!"
Zhang Fan began to tell the story from the beginning of condensing the fire of heaven and earth, to the final battle with pain, the battle with the fire of heaven and earth, to the final paralysis.
The old man's eyes widened and he said two words for a long time: "Crazy!"
"You're really crazy!" The old man took a breath and said, "It's extremely dangerous for you to do this. If you don't do it right, your soul will be completely melted, and you'll become an idiot at least, and you'll become an idiot at worst.
If so, he will die on the spot!”
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded slightly, but when he thought about it, he still felt a little scared.