Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

One hour, two hours, three hours...

In the blink of an eye, four hours passed.

Boom!

At this time, there was a deafening thunder in Zhao Fan's body. It was the sound of the immortal power in his body boiling to the extreme.

Zhao Fan's cultivation has reached the critical point of the completion of the sixth-grade immortal, and he is constantly impacting towards the ceiling.

He wants to use this opportunity to break through the original realm in one go.

There were roaring sounds, and Zhao Fan's body was glowing with heat. Looking from a distance, his whole body looked like a round of dazzling scorching sun.

Fortunately, the entire Yanlong Jiange has the isolation formation that he arranged in advance, otherwise, just a ray of energy that diffused out would be enough to razed an area of ​​hundreds of miles to the ground.

For a high-ranking immortal, every step of advancement is extremely difficult.

Although Zhao Fan refined and absorbed the Stone of Cyanwood Law, it is obviously not as easy as before to break into the level of the seventh-rank fairy.

With the higher the realm, the difficulty of promotion is almost multiplied by several times, or even dozens of times.

Under Zhao Fan's crazy refinement, the Cyanwood Law Stone has changed from the size of a fist to the size of a thumb. It won't take long for the law energy contained in it to be completely exhausted.

Zhao Fan obviously realized this, so he controlled his own immortal power and hit the ceiling again.

At the same time, he silently circulated the Sutra of Transcending the Immortals, and the sound of chanting almost resounded through his limbs, digging out his own more powerful potential.

The Sutra of Crossing the Immortals is not just a means to convert others, but also a supreme scripture that is unfathomable.

With the help of the supreme meaning, you can transform yourself and release the huge potential deep in your soul.

The sound of chanting sutras was loud, and the invisible power continuously baptized Zhao Fan's immortal body.

With the help of this force, Zhao Fan once again rushed towards a higher realm!

boom!

There was no surprise this time, Zhao Fan broke through the ceiling forcefully and directly stepped into the level of the seventh-rank fairy.

In a short while, the immortal power surged and boiled, and it increased by more than several times.

Not only the immortal power, but Zhao Fan could clearly sense that his primordial spirit and physical power had all been explosively improved.

"Seventh Grade Immortal Lord."

"Compared to the sixth-rank Xianjun, the strength has increased by more than several times."

Feeling the surging power in his limbs and bones, Zhao Fan slowly opened his eyes. The terrifying gaze, like thunder and lightning, shattered the void!

His black hair fluttered, his back was straight and straight, looming indistinctly, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

If Fairy Ziling, Ao Zhanxiong and the others were here, they would be immobilized by this momentum in an instant.

"Now, I can be regarded as having the real confidence to look down on the sky and the world."

"Even if you look at the entire Southern Territory, the seventh-rank Xianjun can be regarded as a real first-class immortal powerhouse."

Zhao Fan's eyes were bright, and he whispered to himself.

He majored in kendo, and was truly a world-shocking swordsman, invincible at the same level.

Coupled with the Heavenly Emperor Sword and many other means in hand, even if it is just a seventh-rank immortal, even an eighth-rank immortal, they can still fight head-on.

"Ok?"

"The demon monk in Wudao Jiange woke up?"

At this time, Zhao Fan felt something in his heart, frowned, and immediately took a step forward, ignoring the space restrictions, and appeared in the different space of Wudao Jiange.

This place is still barren and dead, but after the sea of ​​runes evaporated, the sword souls that had been entrenched nearby had dissipated by themselves.

A figure came staggeringly from the depths of the reef, his mind was muddled, it was the demon monk who had fought against Zhao Fan.

Before, he was fainted by the power left by Tongtian Immortal King, and he didn't wake up again until this moment.

Zhao Fan cast a spell to control the immortality in his body, so he could detect it immediately after he woke up.

"come over."

Zhao Fan spoke to the demon monk not far away, and there was an invisible magic power in his voice, which made the latter unable to resist after hearing it.

The demon monk was delirious, his eyes were abnormally confused, and he came directly in front of Zhao Fan.

"Tell me, who are you?"

Zhao Fan mobilized the power of the Myriad Tribulations to Transmute the Immortals, trying to control the demon monk to tell his own origin.

"I……"

"do not know."

The demon monk's face was dull, the fury and murderous intent in his eyes had completely disappeared, leaving only emptiness and numbness.

Hearing this, Zhao Fan frowned slightly, put a finger on the center of the opponent's brow, and directly used celestial power to invade his primordial spirit, in an attempt to obtain relevant memories.

Unfortunately, the other party's primordial spirit was extremely chaotic, and there was no useful memory clue at all.

"It's the first time I've seen such a chaotic primordial spirit."

"Not only does he have no memory at all, but the power of the primordial spirit has become a little weak. Could it be the result of the previous attack by Immortal King Tongtian?"

Zhao Fan looked at the demon monk and muttered to himself.

Before Tongtian Immortal King Cannian made a move, the demon monk was so violent that he almost killed anyone he saw, but at this moment, the violent hostility in the latter's body disappeared, and even the memory of the primordial spirit was evacuated.

It is impossible to find the slightest bit about his own origin from him.

"That's it."

"From now on, you will be called Sword Monk, just follow me."

Zhao Fan pondered for a moment, and decided to keep the other party.

After all, it is worth letting the Immortal King Tongtian leave remnants, and the existence that must be preserved must have a special origin.

It is more meaningful to save the other party's life than to kill the other party.

Moreover, there was no enmity between the two sides, and Zhao Fan also obtained the Immortal Sutra from the place where the demon monk was suppressed.

The most important thing is that the demon monk's strength is astonishing, and he has a combat power far surpassing Fairy Ziling.

Right now Tongtian Sword Mountain and the Golden Lion Clan are preparing to go to war, it would be good to have one more powerful helper.

Chapter 686

"Sword...monk..."

The demon monk repeated the name Zhao Fan had given him, and immediately grinned, as if he was a little satisfied.

His whole body was tattered and tattered, exuding a smell of decay, and he looked very sloppy.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Fan shook his head helplessly.

I don't know what the meaning of Tongtian Immortal King suppressing this person here is?Long years have passed, let him become such a fool.

After subduing the sword monk, Zhao Fan did not leave the Wudao Jiange immediately. Although this strange space is barren, it would be a good place if it is slightly modified.

In the wild ancient fairyland, only the demon fairy clan that gave birth to the immortal king-level powerhouse, or the immortal sect, has a certain ability to open up their own small world.

"It's a nice little world."

"If it can be transformed successfully in the future, it can become the real sect of Tongtian Sword Mountain."

Zhao Fan groaned for a moment, and immediately pointed out, the immortal light soared in an instant.

The surging and boundless energy of the immortal way, like a giant wave of the ocean, was constantly scouring the entire small world of a different space, and the evil spirit that originally permeated the air was completely lost under the obliteration of Zhao Fan's immortal power.

The different space that was originally lifeless suddenly became completely new.

This is the power of Zhao Fan today, every move of his hands and feet has unpredictable power.

"not bad."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Fan showed satisfaction.

He didn't leave in a hurry, but came again to the stone tablet engraved with the Sutra of Transmutation to the Immortal, and sat down quietly.

The Myriad Tribulations Transfiguration Immortal Sutra is unfathomable, and its true grade has surpassed the ordinary holy grade immortal scriptures.

Before Zhao Fan made a move, the dozens of assassins in the Transmigration of Yama Palace were not just part of the power of the Myriad Tribulation Transmigration Immortal Sutra.

If one can practice this supreme sutra to a certain level, even if one does not use swordsmanship attainments, reciting sutras by mouth is enough to transform into tens of thousands of immortals.

Even a high-ranking immortal can hardly resist the power of transmutation.

And the most frightening thing is that the more powerhouses who run this scripture to transform, the stronger Zhao Fan's power to transform will become, and his own cultivation will also be improved to a certain extent.

Of course, Zhao Fan has not yet reached that stage of cultivation, so the two great impermanences of Duhua and the dozens of killers of Yan Luodian did not receive any promotional help.

Now that war has been declared with the Golden Lion Clan, Zhao Fan must hurry up and improve his strength as much as possible.

He wants to use these three days to thoroughly understand the Sutra of Transmutation into Immortals!

Zhao Fan sat down cross-legged, the sound of chanting filled the air, and the original simple and simple stone tablet seemed to be resonated by some kind of resonance, permeating the powerful and ancient power of transmutation.

With the help of this transmutation power, the originally obscure scriptures suddenly became clear in Zhao Fan's mind.

He silently followed the key points in the scriptures to run his own immortal power, which was much smoother than when he practiced the scriptures last time.

……

Three days passed quickly.

The entire Southern Territory, the entire Yunxiao Realm, forces of all sizes, and immortal experts from all over the world are closely watching the movements of Tongtian Sword Mountain and the Golden Lion Clan.

Before, the ancestral land of the Golden Lion Clan was split open with a sword, which caused an uproar and a shock.

Everyone realized that Tongtian Sword Mountain did have a very strong existence sitting in it, so they dared to challenge the Golden Lion Clan head-on.

They all want to see how strong Jianshan, which was originally in decline, is now.

I also want to see what kind of terrifying background the Golden Lion Clan, known as one of the five great powers in the Southern Region, has.

"Roar!"

On this day, there was a thunderous roar from the Golden Lion Clan, shaking half the sky.

Jin Yangtian, the old man of the great clan, led the powerful monsters of the Golden Lion clan, waiting respectfully outside a divine palace made of gold.

As the roar of the lion reverberated across the sky, under the attention of Jin Yangtian and others, the gate of the Golden Shrine suddenly shattered.

A tall and straight figure slowly walked out of the Golden Shrine with steady steps.

His eyes were filled with golden luster, and his face was resolute and cold.

Like a supreme demon king, all the demon fairies of the golden lion group present felt the trembling from the soul.

"Welcome the patriarch to leave the customs."

After seeing this figure, Jin Yangtian's heart trembled slightly, and he led the Yaoxian tribe and said loudly.

"The Patriarch's power is unrivaled in the world, welcome the Patriarch to leave the customs."

"The Patriarch's power is unrivaled in the world, welcome the Patriarch to leave the customs."

……

The Golden Lion Clan, tens of thousands of demons all spoke in unison, respectfully.

"I've figured things out."

"It's just a sword mountain that reaches the sky, and you want to challenge me and other demons, you should be punished!"

Jin Wudi's hair was golden, and his whole body was bathed in the divine light of immortality, and he let out a deafening scream.

He no longer suppressed his own fluctuations, and with a surging and terrifying momentum, he soared directly into the sky like a giant dragon looking down at the world.

Terrible coercion raged across thousands of miles of territory.

The strong men from all walks of life who were hovering near the ancestral land of the Golden Lion suddenly had their hearts beating faster, and their whole bodies were abnormally cold, as if they were being targeted by a scourge.

"This terrifying aura, could it be that the patriarch of the Golden Lion Fairy Clan has left the customs?"

"If he leaves the customs, then looking at the entire southern region, I am afraid that few people can be sure to overwhelm the former."

"It seems that the golden lion demon fairy group is really going to go to war."