The golden pill like a round of heaven and sun provided Chen Yuan with almost endless energy.

And being able to conjure up the magic of immortal beasts is not strong.

Especially on it, it can once again condense other immortal beasts, and the potential is unlimited.

If it can be smooth sailing, this can obviously become the eternal supreme golden pill.

But in the process of cultivation, Chen Yuan quickly discovered the limit.

After some attempts, Chen Yuan's eyebrows frowned slightly.

He found that no matter what exercises he used, he could not condense the imprint on that space again.

Chen Yuan knew that if he didn't cultivate all of these nine grid exercises, then this Xuanpin Golden Pill would not be able to truly become a great achievement.

If this is the case, then Chen Yuan will not even be able to improve his realm.

Chen Yuan touched his chin and kept thinking.

"Judging from the current situation, if it weren't for the god-level exercises, the terror would not have been able to leave a mark on it at all. ”

Many ideas kept flashing through Chen Yuan's mind.

The Heavenly Spirit Divine Diagram he cultivated, although it was a god-level or even immortal-level exercise, it was incomplete, and it could only be cultivated to the peak of the Jindan, so it could not leave a mark on the Jindan.

Chen Yuan had many ideas in his mind.

It's not that he hasn't mastered the exercises against the sky, but cultivating these exercises requires a huge amount of resources.

At present, Chen Yuan simply didn't have that many resources to cultivate.

After a moment of thought.

Chen Yuan directly tore through the void, came to the boundary membrane of the Konglun Secret Realm, and began to absorb the power of endless space and the power of the stars.

Subsequently.

He even used secret methods to continuously draw down the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to make his body more flawless.

But the main thing.

Chen Yuan wanted the third bronze coffin phantom to form a real imprint.

Three months later.

Chen Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, looking a little stunned.

In three months, Chen Yuan Refining and Chemical absorbed a large amount of resources, but the phantom of the bronze coffin only stared at a lot, and did not form a real imprint.

"Could it be that only by absorbing the power of the Thunder Tribulation can the brand be completely formed?"

Chen Yuan was slightly stunned.

If this is the case, wouldn't it be time for Chen Yuan to have to survive a thunderstorm every time he condenses a brand?

But all this is Chen Yuan's conjecture, and it cannot be confirmed now.

In the following time.

Chen Yuan took out all the golden pills he had taken before, and refined and absorbed all the power in them.

Although the bronze coffin was not formed, it made its gaze more and more.

At the same time as it.

Chen Yuan's breath became more and more ethereal.

Nanmen Tian looked at Chen Yuan, and his heart became more and more surprised.

In his eyes, when Chen Yuan had just finished the Thunder Tribulation, his powerful aura also overwhelmed the heavens.

But at this moment, Chen Yuan is like an ordinary ordinary person.

In every gesture, there is no trace of fireworks, as if there is no trace of mana.

With Chen Yuan's retreat.

Nanmen Tian can only stay here and wait for Chen Yuan.

Five years later.

Chen Yuan walked out of the leylines.

In the past five years, Chen Yuan has absorbed and refined almost all the spiritual veins in the Konglun Secret Realm.

Some of the older elixirs were also taken away by them.

"My lord, are you out of the customs?"

Nanmen Tianbi said respectfully.

"Well, it's time to leave. ”

Chen Yuan raised his head, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the Red War Continent, there are still many things waiting for him to deal with.

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Red War Tianzhou, Konglun Mountains.

This mountain range, which covers hundreds of thousands of miles, is at the junction of three major states.

But the core is in Tianzhou.

Above the mountains, there are black cracks.

From time to time, fierce beasts descend from the cracks.

After the closure of the Konglun Secret Realm, there were almost no people here.

And at this time.

In the place where the Konglun Secret Realm was located, a huge opening appeared out of thin air.

A young man stepped out of it with his hands on his back.

Behind him, there was an old man, staggering, following closely behind.

"A mere space storm scared you like this?"

Chen Yuan said lightly.

The lord smiled. The old man looked embarrassed, nodded and smiled.

This rickety, white-haired old man is the Emperor of the Northern Underworld, the South Gate Heaven.

If the royal family of the Northern Underworld Dynasty came, I am afraid that they would not be able to recognize their ancestors.

Nanmentian, who was originally coercive and domineering, was like an old servant at this time.

In fact.

In the past five years in the secret realm, Nanmen Tian has been worried every day.

Chen Yuan almost slaughtered his descendants, and the entire dynasty was destroyed as a result, almost killing him.

Nanmen Tian hated Chen Yuan to the core, and he wished to tear him apart directly.

However, he didn't dare after all.

These five years.

Nanmen Tian witnessed that Chen Yuan's aura became stronger and stronger.

Originally, he could still see a trace of Chen Yuan's strength.

But as time went by, Chen Yuan became more and more unfathomable.

If Chen Yuan can kill him with just one finger now, Nanmen Tian also believes it.

So, where did he dare not be careful.

If Chen Yuan was in a bad mood and killed him directly, then the past five years would not have been in vain.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to the North Stygian State. ”

Chen Yuan waved his sleeves lightly, directly enveloping Nanmentian.

I saw him step out in one step and come directly to a thousand miles away.

The spatial crack above the Konglun Mountain Range was as if it didn't exist for Chen Yuan.

He was unhurried, and soon left the mountain range and headed towards the Northern Underworld.

One day.

Chen Yuan traveled millions of miles and came to the Northern Underworld.

When he slaughtered the Nanmen clan, the imperial city was almost in ruins.

But five years later, it has been restored to its original glory.

Chen Yuan took Nanmen Tian and walked on the streets of the imperial city.

Soon, he came to the outside of the South Heavenly Hall of the Imperial Palace.

"How do you feel when you return to your imperial city?"

Chen Yuan took his hand and said casually.

"My lord, don't be kidding, this imperial city is yours, how dare the villain have any feelings and thoughts. ”

When Nanmen Tian heard this, he suddenly felt a stirring spirit, and hurriedly said in a respectful voice.

It was just that in his sincere and terrified eyes, a trace of humiliation flashed.

Then.

A guard in silver armor shouted angrily:

"This is a forbidden place in the palace, no one is allowed to set foot without an order, and don't leave quickly!"

Palace guards, condensing the road for cultivation.

Dressed in spirit armor and holding spirit soldiers.

"Inform the Great Elder that I, Chen Yuan, have returned. ”

Chen Yuan said lightly.

"Poof. ”

The other guard on the side burst into laughter.

"What Great Elder? Where are there any Great Elders inside and outside this Imperial City, only His Highness the Spirit King. ”

"If it weren't for the mercy of His Royal Highness the Spirit King, then the Great Elder and the Ancestor would have been wiped out a long time ago. ”

"Now the three states of the Northern Netherworld are seated by His Royal Highness the Spirit King. ”

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(End of chapter)