"Mind Demon Wonderland?"

Yang Fan looked at the countless fairies in front of him, danced, and suddenly, his heart was shocked and he woke up.

Look ahead, white clouds, blue sky, where are the fairies, where is the fairyland?

"It hurts!"

Yang Fan violently covered his lower abdomen, there was a violent colic, not only that, but all parts of his body seemed to be being twisted with a knife, which was very uncomfortable, and even his soul seemed to be burned with fire.

"This is the result of swallowing the Soul Fruit?"

Before Yang Fan could complain, he felt that all the flesh, meridians, internal organs, bones, and even fur in his body were crushed by the force that rushed out of his abdomen, and then, a stench flowed out of it.

These stenches came from the impurities in Yang Fan's body, and they overflowed from all parts of Yang Fan's body.

It was as if Yang Fan's body had suddenly become a garbage dump, and all the garbage had been melted into a foul-smelling thick liquid, flowing out of every pore and every knot.

With the flow of these concentrated liquids, Yang Fan felt that his strength was also losing, but at the same time, there was a sense of lightness like a fairy, very contradictory, very confused.

He didn't know what this change would eventually become, whether it was good or bad, or even whether he could live again, but he couldn't stop it from happening.

I can only wait quietly and bear it silently.

"Senior Brother Yun, this kid really stinks!"

Just when Yang Fan thought that he would soon be torn to pieces by the demon beast that pounced on him from afar, a voice clearly came into his ears.

He barely raised his head and didn't see anyone, and just when he thought he had heard it wrong, he saw that a young man in white was at least ten miles away from him, and he was talking to a young man in white.

These two people, both of whom are armed with sword light, seem to be the children of the Spirit Sword Sect, but Yang Fan has never seen them, and even in the memories of Ye Feiyang, Chu Ruohan, and Lirenchuan, there is no existence of them.

"This kid must have eaten some earth-shattering spiritual fruit, at this moment, he is on the verge of being reborn, but how can this kind of spiritual fruit be borne by ordinary people? I'm afraid that in the end, he will end up with a dead end, which is really a pity. ”

The young man in white said, looking at Yang Fan lightly, feeling sorry in his heart.

It's just that no one knows whether he is regretting the spirit fruit or the person in front of him.

"Indeed, it's too wasteful, if this spirit fruit makes me wait, take it back to the sect, whether it is exchanged for contribution points, or ask the elders of the Alchemy Pavilion to refine the elixir, it will be very useful, but unfortunately, it is really annoying and hateful to let this wild people in the countryside obey. ”

The young man in white looked angry, looking at Yang Fan's eyes, and he was also extremely unkind.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a loud roar shook the earth, and then a huge black tiger pounced out.

Look at the figure, it is more than 30 zhang, more than 10 zhang high, between running, it is like a pitch-black hill, shaking the earth and roaring, and ten thousand beasts are subdued.

In this regard, the young man in white only frowned lightly: "Fifth-level demon beast? I didn't expect that there was a black tiger here, but looking at its shape, it was almost an adult, and its potential was exhausted. ”

"A fifth-level demon tiger?"

Seeing the black tiger, the white-clothed young man was a little frightened at first, but then, he showed disdain, he had worshiped the Heavenly Sword Sect since he was a child, the five-grade innate Dao body, only more than ten years of practice, and then to the late Yuan Infant stage, only half a step away from the realm of the void, and the black tiger in front of him was only a fifth-level demon beast, how could he be his opponent?

Why are you afraid of it?

"Senior brother, let the younger brother kill the demon tiger, so as to complete the experience that came out this time. ”

After the young man in white finished speaking, he didn't wait for the young man to answer, and as soon as his body was vertical, he turned into sword light and flew towards the demon tiger, fighting with the demon tiger.

The young man in white wanted to persuade him, but in the end he shook his head.

This black tiger is a different species among the tigers, with the blood of the demon tiger, although it seems to be only level five at the moment, but the real strength is probably not weaker than the sixth-level demon beast, and it is on par with his junior brother.

"It's a big deal to shoot by yourself when the time comes, and if you think about that demon tiger, you won't be able to make any waves. ”

At this moment, several more giant beasts rushed over, but the aura of these giant beasts was not as powerful as the black tiger, and the young man in white just waved his hand, and a sword power emanated.

Suddenly, these giant beasts, as if they had met the emperor of the demons, retreated together, let out a low roar, and finally, they left unwillingly.

Soon, there were only the fifth-level black tigers and the white-clothed boy in the field.

As for those cultivators who came from the light, most of them were scattered cultivators in the infancy of Jin Danyuan and nearby cultivators, and these people were far inferior to those fourth-level demon beasts, not to mention the young man in white.

Their existence did not even have the qualifications to let the young man in white take a second look, and seeing the battle between the black tiger and the young man in white, some shrewd cultivators quietly left, leaving only some people who were not high in strength and did not know whether they were alive or dead, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to pick up cheap, although they didn't know what cheap they were here at all.

And Yang Fan, at this moment, seems to have been forgotten by everyone.

With the loss of impurities in his body, his strength is also lost, and an increasingly strong sense of powerlessness comes from all over his body, but Yang Fan has no way to stop it.

can only let them be lost, if they are ordinary people, at this time, I am afraid that they are already desperate, or they are confused by the fairyland that keeps appearing in front of them, thinking that they have become immortals and fly away.

But Yang Fan didn't, he kept insisting and sticking to his heart.

"My situation is a bit like the cultivation method in "The Golden Body of the Buddha", my heart is not moving, such as Bodhi, let the sword add to the body, fire and earth bury, the sky collapses, the torrent presses the top, do not move or hear, uphold the same, have the surname of the Buddha, transcend the object, there is no self and no other, all are illusory ......"

Thinking of this, Yang Fan suddenly smiled.

This smile, like the Buddha holding a flower and smiling at the leaves, a kind of enlightened brilliance emanated from his smile.

The power of the divine soul suddenly trembled, and the pain that originally seemed to be incinerated and refined by the infinite flames suddenly stopped hurting, but instead gushed out countless clear streams, washing the divine soul, the body, and the endless flesh and blood.

This clear stream is the infinite vitality contained in the soul fruit, and when Yang Fan comprehended the cultivation method of "Buddha's Golden Body", he naturally mastered this vitality, and it was at this moment that he gained a glimmer of vitality.

Otherwise, when the impurities in his body are drained, his blood and qi will also drain out, and when the time comes, it will be the result of death on the spot.

If it is refined into an elixir, it can naturally prolong life and nourish the body, but if it is swallowed directly, it must first experience the pain of breaking the body and refining the soul.

Only through experience can he master it, otherwise, he can only die and die, but once he masters it, even if he is a mortal, he can also live for a thousand years, and a martial arts cultivator like Yang Fan has a greater effect, which is enough for him to step into the innate in one step, open all the orifices in the body, lead the aura of heaven and earth into the body, nourish the body from time to time, and strengthen the body.

"Li Changfeng's three body refining exercises, this "Buddha's Golden Body" I originally thought it was impossible to succeed in cultivation, but now because of coincidence, I directly saved ten years of penance and directly entered the realm of Xiaocheng, I don't know if it's luck, or I really have a fate with it. ”

At this moment, Yang Fan's heart is calm, and there is no trace of pain, it is the vision when he cultivated the "Buddha's Golden Body" to Xiaocheng, all kinds of torture, all kinds of suffering, can no longer make him feel painful.

And his divine soul, at this moment, has become extremely powerful, if you enter the sea of consciousness, you will inevitably see that the divine soul is already like a real person, clearly visible, and the hair can be presented.

Such a divine soul, if you go further, can be compared to the primordial spirit of a cultivator.

"Hey, what's the matter, that kid is out of nowhere, and he has regained his vitality!"

At this moment, the young man in white frowned, and he actually noticed Yang Fan's strange appearance.

And when his gaze swept over, even if Yang Fan had the heart of an immovable Buddha, at this moment, he felt a tightness in his heart, as if there was an invisible sword pointing at his heart, which could pierce his chest at any time.

"This person is definitely not a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect!"

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