Chapter 545 Half-Step Ning Dan!

This time, Ling Hantian successfully took four steps and lasted for fifteen minutes, and he fell into a coma again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The terrifying gravity, endless, and ubiquitous, is challenging the limits of the body.

This kind of extreme cultivation method is very difficult to find in the outside world, and it is difficult to imagine how the blood sword is set up, perhaps this is a means beyond Ling Hantian's cognition.

However, until now, Ling Hantian couldn't figure out whether the Blood Sword had been taken away by the remnants of the Ancient Demon God, or whether the Blood Sword was the reincarnation of the Ancient Demon God, just like Ling Tianyang and Shui Gentle.

If it was the latter, Ling Hantian would be a lot more relieved.

But if it was the former, then Ling Hantian felt a little sorry for the Blood Sword, after all, the Blood Sword was also one of his old friends.

"Whew!"

With a long breath of turbid air, Ling Hantian slowly opened his eyes, the true qi in the dantian was no longer full, roaring and rushing like a vast ocean, and the reserves of true qi had reached the limit, which also meant that he had successfully reached the limit of the innate realm.

Ling Hantian stood up and threw a punch at random, the terrifying energy vibration caused a series of sonic booms to resound in the air.

"Yes, yes, this cultivation method can indeed stimulate the potential in my body to the greatest extent, and the speed of cultivation has also been greatly accelerated."

Originally, Ling Hantian estimated that he would break through to the limit of the Innate Realm within about a month.

Now how long has passed, and he has already reached the limit of the Innate Realm.

Ling Hantian had to sigh at the magic of this peerless murderous grave force field, and marvel at the means of the blood sword.

It's just that he still can't understand why the Blood Sword is helping him so much.

He remembered that when Blood Sword traveled to the Styx Blood Realm, he had passed two messages to him, one of which was related to the fat boss.

For the fat boss, Ling Hantian is respect from the bottom of his heart, this mysterious senior, although he has never personally come forward to help him, but his casual influence has allowed him to go all the way and avoid too many fatal dangers.

Even Dongfang Ya has appeared at critical moments several times, I am afraid that there must be a fat boss behind this.

It's hard to imagine what kind of extent the fat boss's means have reached, I'm afraid it can be described as a means to the sky.

Ling Hantian sighed deeply, the fat boss was an existence that he couldn't understand, he could only peek into those supreme secrets by constantly moving forward.

"Come on!"

Ling Hantian roared, the momentum of the limit of the innate realm exploded, and the energy like the abyss and the sea boiled, and in the sea of knowledge, the golden soul power ocean set off a monstrous wave, and the endless soul power began to boil.

"Give it to me!"

Ling Hantian stepped out in one step, his body only trembled slightly, he took another step in succession, his spine did not bend without any curvature, and he stood up like a javelin.

"Come again!"

The third step out, Ling Hantian felt the terrifying pressure, but endless energy erupted, and the fourth step came out.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Ling Hantian's forehead, and he took four steps in a row, obviously his body was also under extremely terrifying pressure.

At this moment, in Ling Hantian's body, the true qi burned like a raging flame, and he took the fifth step!

Rumble!

The great pressure came like a tide, just like a person who couldn't swim was thrown into the sea, and that powerlessness and fear hit Ling Hantian's heart.

This gravity has begun to contain soul oppression, and hallucinations have begun to appear.

The Nine Shadows Forging Soul Record was operated to the extreme, and the two golden pages in the Sea of Consciousness vibrate, bursting out with brilliant golden light, and the entire Sea of Consciousness was completely boiling as if an earthquake and tsunami had occurred.

Step 6!

Ling Hantian shook his strength and took the sixth step, his skin had already begun to crack, oozing blood.

"The true qi in the body is almost exhausted!"

Ling Hantian's eyes were bloodshot, blood-red, he stared at the peerless murderous grave, he would never give up!

Step 7!

One of Ling Hantian's knees had already begun to bend, like the pressure of the abyss, and he had to use the True Martial Madness Sword to straighten his chest.

The terrifying pressure was everywhere, no longer oppressing his body all the time, and the energy in his body dropped sharply!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Ling Hantian's two knees were bent, and blood began to ooze out of his seven orifices.

This is definitely the greatest pressure he is under in the peerless murderous tomb.

This time, Ling Hantian didn't step out again, the Hell Suppression Divine Body Technique was running wildly, and the spirit stones were quickly refined, transformed into energy, and refined into true qi and surged to the dantian.

At this moment, in Ling Hantian's dantian, the true qi had dried up, as if the earth was drought, and these sudden surging true qi were like rain and dew.

But to Ling Hantian's surprise, these true qi that suddenly poured in did not directly merge into the cracked dantian as before, but instead suspended above the dantian, turning into a cloud of mist.

Ling Hantian didn't quite understand this change, but he worked hard to urge the Hell Suppression Divine Body Technique, and at the same time continuously refining the spirit stones in the Sumeru Ring.

These energies refined from the spirit stones, under the transformation of the Hell Suppression Divine Body Technique, turned into true qi and poured into the true qi mist in the mid-air of the dantian.

Ling Hantian didn't continue to move forward, but frantically refined the spirit stone, and a huge amount of energy poured into his body, transformed into true qi, and poured into the mist in the middle of the dantian.

More and more true qi poured into the mist in the middle of the dantian, Ling Hantian gritted his teeth and insisted, the endless terrifying gravity made him not relax for a moment.

Time, under the dual pressure of internal and external, passed quickly.

Surprisingly, Ling Hantian seemed to have adapted to the endless pressure, his chest straightened, and his knees were no longer bent.

In the dantian, the mist-like true qi could be the size of an adult's fist at the beginning, and under the infusion of more and more true qi, it became more and more condensed, and began to shrink continuously.

The mist of water shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming the size of a baby's fist.

The Hell Suppression Divine Body Technique worked wildly, and the True Air Mist was compressed again.

Seeing the change in this true mist, Ling Hantian also understood, this was his first step into the Ning Dan, the liquefaction of true qi.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the real aerosol, which was originally the size of a baby's fist, suddenly collapsed and became the size of a soybean, taking on the shape of a water droplet.

The liquefaction of true qi was finally successfully completed, which meant that Ling Hantian had stepped into the realm of half-step condensation.

A soybean-sized droplet of green and pale true qi was finally condensed and suspended above the dantian.

With the formation of this true qi droplet, the entire dantian suddenly surged, and the endless energy of the air was absorbed, and then it was refined into true qi by the Hell Suppression God Body Technique, moistening the dry dantian.