Chapter 817: Injury Recovery and Promotion

"Hmph, today is either you die or I die, if you can bring a combined monk to accompany the burial, it's all worth it!"

The wounds on Wang An's body were healing rapidly, and the power of the world was surging, only to see him reach out and grab it, the Pangu axe appeared in his hand again, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden giant axe the size of a thousand zhang in the air.

The murderous aura was rolling, and an invisible spiritual pressure instantly locked on Lu San's body.

"Little ghost, give the old man death!"

The next moment, the aura on Lu San's body was tyrannical, Shou Yuan was passing rapidly, and a violent aura rose to the sky.

Looking at his murderous appearance, it seems that he is ready to die with Wang An.

"Whew!"

It's too late, it's too soon.

An unexpected scene appeared!

I saw a strange black light suddenly appear on Lu San's body, and countless mysterious ink-colored runes danced.

"Boom!"

His mouth opened, and a hundred-zhang-sized cloud of ink-colored light rumbled towards Wang An.

Spinning, I saw a flash of light on his body, and disappeared between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The power of the law of Pangu Axe lingered, the terrifying axe intent shot vertically and horizontally, falling on the earth, the boulder shattered, the earth cracked, and a thousand-zhang long, unfathomable ravine appeared on the ground, and there was a rich Dao rhyme lingering in the ravine, and a supreme momentum of opening the world could be felt faintly.

This rhyme, axe intent, I am afraid that it will stay here for a long time and form a relic.

"Escaped?"

Looking at Lu San, who disappeared into the scope of his divine consciousness in the blink of an eye, Wang An showed a look of disbelief on his face.

A combined monk was actually forced to retreat by a cultivator, if this spread, I am afraid that Lu San will immediately become a joke in the entire spiritual realm.

After he took a few pills, his body flashed and he left the place.

In the vast spiritual realm, all kinds of inaccessible and wild places can be seen everywhere.

At this time, under a lofty mountain, a flying spring hung obliquely on the mountainside, and a man in a green shirt with a turtle on his shoulder flew under the waterfall of strange rocks.

"Right here, I've checked, and in a mountain range, there are no powerful spirits. Wang An nodded, and landed in a valley with satisfaction.

"Crackling!"

Then, Wang An's sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and one after another spiritual light fell on the mountain wall, and the mountain stones splashed.

After a while, a simple cave appeared on the mountain wall.

Immediately, Wang An set up a defensive magic circle around the cave mansion to hide the magic circle, and after doing everything, he flew into the cave mansion.

"Brother, your breath, are you injured?" After Xiao Ruoli came out, he immediately found that Wang An was seriously injured at the moment, and his breath fluctuated all over his body, and the injury seemed to be very serious.

"Ahem, I'm fine, I met the combined monk of the Flying Rat Clan and fought with him. Wang An showed a hint of pride on his face.

"Merge Monk, you actually met Merge Monk!" Xiao Ruoli was shocked and looked at Wang An in disbelief.

"Well, hehe, that old guy shouldn't be uncomfortable, heavily weighed on my power in the Eight Desolation Worlds, and his claws have been crippled, he shouldn't come to trouble us again for a short time!"

"I'm going to go into retreat to heal my wounds, you can help me recover the Dharma Protector!" Wang An said with a serious face.

Wang An didn't plan to enter the Eight Desolations World, but sat directly in the cave mansion and directly began to operate the magic trick.

"Buzz!"

In the blink of an eye, Wang An's body was surrounded by a sense of the law of water and wood, half moisturizing and half vibrant, rapidly repairing the meridians in Wang An's body, as well as the internal organs where opinions were shifted.

Half a moment later, other halos began to erupt on Wang An's body, and gradually the whole person was shrouded in eight-colored spiritual light, and he completely fell into immersion in cultivation.

The rhyme of the Dao was rolling, the power of the law lingered, and a terrifying coercion erupted from Wang An's body, filling the cave.

"Boom!"

Not long after, the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique was running, the terrifying blood and qi were surging, and the majestic vitality was surging, lingering around Wang An.

Under the gaze of his divine sense, the internal organs in his body gradually returned to their places, and the injuries in his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the washing of terrifying blood qi.

Day by day.

The aura between heaven and earth surged from all directions, and Wang An was completely submerged in the eight-color aura frenzy.

At the same time, the aura that erupted from Wang An's body in the aura became stronger and stronger, and gradually stabilized, and there was no longer the previous state of ups and downs and mental malaise.

Three days later, Wang An's injuries had completely recovered, the aura on his body was surging, and his cultivation seemed to have improved again.

After recovering from his injuries, Wang An did not stop cultivating, and was still frantically running the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique.

At this time, he felt that the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique, which he had suppressed many times, suddenly began to become restless, and a layer of a more vast world vaguely appeared in his consciousness.

In the darkness, there was a strange premonition, he had a premonition that he was about to break through to the consummation realm of the Ancestral Witch's Golden Body Technique.

The blood qi surged, like a golden dragon flying on his body, and countless golden runes the size of rice grains burst out from his body.

At this moment, Wang An was like a little golden giant, the aura that erupted from his body was ancient and barbaric, and there was still a trace of divinity faintly.

"Whoa!"

The blood in Wang An's body flowed like the water of a river rushing in the thick meridians.

Every time the magic trick operated, a majestic vitality overflowed from his body, like an ancient god and demon, and the blood around him was like a rainbow.

Xiao Ruoli, who had been standing outside Wang An's three zhangs, could no longer bear his breath at this moment, and quietly retreated to ten zhang away.

"Wang An is kindly about to be promoted! This time he was abused by the combined monk, and he seems to be determined to improve his cultivation. ”

Xiao Jin climbed onto Xiao Ruoli's shoulder and stared at Wang An expectantly.

"Hehe, I hope that my brother can successfully advance this time, as long as he can crush the combined monk, he will have a foothold in this spiritual world. Xiao Ruoli looked at Wang An and said with a smile.

"Break it for me!"

At this moment, Wang An's burst of cheers suddenly came from the eight-colored aura.

At this time, a terrifying aura that made Xiao Ruoli and the three spirit beasts palpitate burst out from the center of the aura, and the powerful spiritual pressure that destroyed the world filled the cave with a bang, and through the confinement of the magic circle, it rose to the sky.

The golden light was shining, the runes were flying, and at this moment, the aura on Wang An's body became tyrannical.

Under his divine sense, he saw that the aura in his body was slamming into the shackles in his body.

"Bang bang bang!"

The shackles that lay across his body made a series of thumping sounds, steady as a rock, not moving at all.

"Buzz!"

Wang An'an moved, and a groundbreaking momentum erupted from his body, and then he ran the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique.

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