The moon hangs high and the stars fill the sky.

Boom, boom, boom

Above the night sky, a huge figure suddenly swept by, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had disappeared into the sky.

After a long flight, the eight-winged demon peng did not have the slightest burden, not even a trace of fatigue, and the speed remained at the peak, without slowing down at all.

On his back, the seven-tailed demon fox and the vajra demon ape and others had already finished breathing and woke up one after another, but seeing that Han Chen was cultivating, several of them were very tacitly silent and silent.

With their strength, it can naturally be seen that Han Chen is in a very mysterious state at this time, and he must not be disturbed.

"Eldest sister, what is he cultivating, how do I feel that his strength seems to be constantly improving?" his gaze swept over Han Chen, and the pretty-looking Qingyu Luan Bird blinked his eyes and asked the seven-tailed demon fox.

"I feel that way too!"

"Hmm!"

The Purple-Scaled Fire Lion and the Golden-eyed Dragon Horse also nodded and looked at the seven-tailed demon fox.

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be contemplating the artistic conception!" the seven-tailed demon fox frowned slightly, groaned slightly, and replied.

Artistic conception!

Hearing this, several people's faces suddenly showed a look of consternation, although they were demonic beasts, it didn't mean that they didn't have knowledge. As for this artistic conception, they naturally know.

It's just because they know that they are surprised. The realm of artistic conception requires a strong understanding and talent to be able to comprehend.

Among the human warriors, even some geniuses may not be able to comprehend it.

But this Han Chen

It's just that although they were surprised in their hearts, they didn't doubt the words of the seven-tailed demon fox. One is the trust in the seven-tailed demon fox. Another is Han Chen's strength.

Although in their eyes, Han Chen's strength is not worth mentioning. But you must know that they are demonic beasts, and they also have the bloodline of ancient divine beasts and demon beasts, and they have survived for more than a thousand years. Han Chen, on the other hand, was just a human being less than twenty years old.

There is no comparison between the two.

At such an age, he can have the strength of such a realm, and he is talented in terms of qualifications. Han Chen is definitely at the genius level, and as for his comprehension, although several people don't know it, it will definitely not be bad.

In this way, it is not impossible for Han Chen to comprehend the artistic conception at such an age.

"Terrible aptitude and talent, I really don't know how strong he will be if he grows up!" said the Heavenly Barbarian Demon Bull, his tone full of emotion.

"Comparatively. I want to know where he ends?" said Ryoma, who always had a gentle smile on his face.

"With extraordinary talent and qualifications, and such a powerful master, if you don't have some achievements, you can't help but be a little unspeakable!" said the Purple Scale Fire Lion lightly.

"Alright, shut down, we'll reach the Burial Sect in one day. Hurry up and consolidate your own strength, otherwise you will start fighting when the time comes. If you can't control your breath, you will be in trouble if you trigger the Heavenly Tribulation to descend!" At this time, the voice of the seven-tailed demon fox sounded in the ears of several people.

This time to the Burial Corpse Sect, the battle is inevitable. At that time, if the catastrophe is really triggered, then no one will really be able to save themselves.

Hear the words of the seven-tailed demon fox. Several people's faces suddenly turned pale, and they immediately stopped talking, closed their eyes, and continued to breathe to consolidate their strength.

The seven-tailed demon fox glanced at Han Chen. Then he also closed his eyes and began to consolidate and suppress his own strength. Although there is a ban under Han Yibu in her body, her life is her own, and she doesn't like to take risks.

And for these, Han Chen has no idea, and now he has reached a critical time for his comprehension of artistic conception.

The majestic medicinal power centered on the lower abdomen, constantly bursting out, turning into a torrent, rolling and surging, flowing around the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Han Chen's mind was washed by a clear spring, clean and clear. The feelings in my heart are like a spring, constantly emerging. Han Chen was immersed in it, like finding an oasis in the desert, greedily comprehending and absorbing, turning into his own comprehension of artistic conception and improving.

"A little close, a little close"

Feeling the gradually weakening medicinal power in his body, Han Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and his comprehension speed accelerated a little as the medicinal power weakened.

After half a pillar of incense, as the last trace of medicinal power in the body was exhausted, the continuous feeling in my heart also dissipated in an instant.

In an instant, Han Chen also withdrew from that rapid comprehension. "Alas" his eyelids trembled slightly, his eyes opened, feeling that although it had been loosened, there was still a bottleneck, Han Chen couldn't help but sigh helplessly, "It's only this last point, if there is another half pillar of incense, you will definitely be able to break through the bottleneck and enter the realm of consummation!"

Perfection!

That's right, from the daytime began to swallow the Wuyi Pill and comprehend the artistic conception. By now, a full ten hours had passed, and the five Enlightenment Pills had been completely exhausted.

And the result of the five Enlightenment Pills is that Han Chen has finally improved his artistic conception from Kankan to today's Dacheng, only the last line is missing, and he can break through and reach the realm of perfection.

It's just a pity that the five Enlightenment Pills have been exhausted, and the state of that feeling like a spring can no longer be entered. As for relying on one's own perception to break through and improve, although it is feasible, it is not something that can be achieved in a short period of time.

"Forget it, I'm lucky to lose my life. The artistic conception has been improved a lot, and if you force it again, you will inevitably be a little insatiable. Shaking his head, Han Chen didn't bother much about this.

When I raised my eyes and looked around, I saw that the seven-tailed demon fox was still closing their eyes and breathing, and they hadn't woken up. He didn't bother, his mind sank into his body, and he felt it secretly.

After a few breaths, his eyes opened, and a smile appeared on Han Chen's face.

Although his cultivation realm and physical strength are still at the peak of the Nine-Star Sword King, there is no improvement. But the artistic conception has become a great success, but it has invisibly increased his strength a lot.

Here's an example. If he fought against the three Phoenix Immortals with his current strength, Han Chen would be absolutely sure that none of the three would escape, and all of them would stay.

That's the difference!

The improvement of artistic conception made Han Chen excited. However, he quickly calmed down, Han Tian was still in the hands of the Burial Corpse Sect, and he had not been rescued, so it was not the time to be happy.

Call!

Exhaling slightly, Han Chen closed his eyes, began to breathe the state, and was distracted for two purposes, continuing to comprehend the artistic conception, not for improvement, but for consolidation.

Boom, boom, boom

The eight-winged demon was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, it brought a violent wind whistle and galloped towards the black waters.

A day later!

"The Black Waters have finally arrived!"

On the back of the eight-winged demon peng, Han Chen stood with his chest straight, staring ahead, and a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes.

"Corpse Burial Sect" (to be continued......