Refining Heaven and Earth

The submission of Jiuyin Palace and the submission of the Temple of Fire are logical things, to ensure that there is no problem.

The relationship is very important. Ignore Zhu Xun's feelings and help him control the yin and yang shrine, and then he has to rely on himself.

Thirty combined realms are a powerful force, depending on whether Zhu Yi can grasp this opportunity.

Wang Fu's blood sea deep hatred was handed to Zhu Yi, but a sentence.

Dongyu will be turbulent for a while, Fang Bai should not show up at this time, focus on the Eight Holy Gates.

Settled properly, Fang Bai decided to find a place to retreat and practice. Tianxing and Tianyue had already broken through the union, and he should try to break through.

The peak of the enlightenment is one step away from the confluence, and the strength is very different.

Today, Fang Bai's entry into the Dao can achieve invincibility below the combined state. In the final analysis, it is still into the state, and he can only flee from the Shang state.

With the help of others, there is always a sense of insecurity, and you still have to rely on yourself!

Fang Bai suddenly remembered the Wannian Hantan, where it was safe to practice there, and out of the yin and yang shrine, he flew straight to Jiuyin palace.

Ice and snow, frost shrouded, thousands of years of cold pools are vividly visible, footsteps vanish, came over the cold pools, the body sinks down and enters the cold pools.

After many years, the difference is so different that Fang Bai doesn't need to run Qi, nor does he need to urge the dragon scale armor, and his body sinks continuously.

Baizhang, Qianzhang, Sanqianzhang ...

Keep sinking into the bottom of the pond.

Divine consciousness spread out, and a 10,000-year-old black jade mine was soon discovered, separated by water waves, and his body flickered.

The cold air in the mine was getting more and more fierce, and Fang Bai could not help shivering. He was really angry and slightly comfortable.

Find a fork hole, make sure no one is around, and get into Lian Tianding.

The air of chaos is strong and tangy, and it feels very smooth to take a breath. There are 60 more realms. The speed of chaos air consumption has skyrocketed, but Fang Bai is not worried.

There is too much chaos gas in Dingzhong. After ten years of devouring, Fang Bai did not know how much chaos gas was swallowed.

Because of this, he became more and more worried about whether there would be any changes in the make-up battle.

Fu Ji, Wu Guang, Eight Holy Gates, Zhan Tianzong ...

These were his enemies, but he couldn't care so much in front of him. He closed his eyes, and the chaos around him rolled back.

The pores of the body were widened, and the chaos breath poured into the body, and the meridians were full of vitality, and converged towards Dantian.

"Not enough speed?"

In the later stages of the physical breakthrough into the realm, the body became tougher, the meridians, flesh, and dantian also became tougher, and the speed of refining the Qi was rising with the water.

The speed of Chaos Qi is too slow, and Fang Bai simply takes a large mouthful of spiritual fluid, and the Qi in the meridians immediately begins to rush, and Dantian Qi slowly grows.

Boom boom!

There were sounds of sullen thunder all around, spreading far away, and an infinite number of light looked in horror. It was the sound of madness in the cultivation body.

"metamorphosis!"

People close to Fang Bai were scattered far away, and the cultivation capacity must not be disturbed. It was not because they were afraid of disturbing Fang Bai, but they could not practice if Fang Bai disturbed them.

As time goes by, everyone in Lian Tian Ding is busy cultivating. It is a shame to waste such a bad environment.

There is an island a million miles away in the southern waters of the Eastern Region.

The four seasons are like spring, the birds are scented with flowers, like a paradise.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the surrounding aura slowly gathers towards the island, as if something is attracting the aura.

Stepping on the island, the aura is like a drizzle, which is better than the secret realm of Yao Wangzong.

The huge islands seem to be independent of the four domains and eight wastelands. Such a precious place is not well known, and few people know it.

And here is the headquarters of the prestigious Four Seas Chamber of Commerce.

There was another small valley on the west side of the island. The calm valley suddenly set off waves, and the aura within ten miles swarmed away. The valley was covered with drizzle and aura rain!

Eyes opened on the island, deep and distant, and the consciousness swept away in the direction of the valley, stopping ten miles away.

Rumble!

The valley was violently thundered, and the aura became more violent, like the water pouring down and pouring down.

The vision lasted for three days before calming down, and the magnificent consciousness receded.

boom!

A violent weather erupted from the valley, straight into the sky, approaching a blue figure rising like a meteor, the unique momentum of the combined state spread, and the earth trembled.

A long howl sounded, and the distant sky seemed to shine with it, approaching a cold light falling from the sky.

Silent!

The light fell on the valley, the surrounding peaks suddenly collapsed, the megaliths roared, the vegetation was flying, and after a while shaking the mountain, the valley disappeared.

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"Fang Bai! Best wishes! Wang Fu painting!"

The blue figure's eyes were cold and firm, "I said, I will come back!"

Zhao Xinghe!

In the Battle of the Jiuyin Palace that year, Zhao Xinghe was defeated by Fang Bai, but he was watched by the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. After that, he entered the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce.

A distant old figure from the sky came lightly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and seemed to be very satisfied with Zhao Xinghe's performance.

"Master!"

Zhao Xinghe bowed to salute, it is the old man in front of him that made him today.

"no!"

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were as dazzling as stars, and the smile was undisguised, and he said lightly, "You are very good, beyond the expectations of the teacher for you."

"Thank you Master for your cultivation." Zhao Xinghe saluted again, stunned to the end.

The old man accepted it frankly, and his eyes were complimented, "Now that you have also entered this level, it is time to go out and go. The Chamber of Commerce has had some problems in recent years. The teacher wants you to take a trip, and go through it."

"Master, please!" Zhao Xinghe bowed.

"Ok!"

The old man nodded and said, "Two things, the Anxi City Branch was ransacked publicly. There was no news. Find it out for the teacher and bring it back for guilt."

"Also, the secret realm of Yaowangzong is returning to the sky. It is said that it fell into the hands of the Eight Sacred Gates. You go to negotiate and see if you can find some valuable fangs."

"The disciples obey!" Zhao Xinghe responded loudly, with great pride.

Blessed by misfortune, he lost a war, but made him a disciple of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. After he became a teacher, he broke through the situation in one fell swoop!

The old man glanced at Zhao Xinghe, and said lightly, "There is one more thing, and you can inquire about it, what exactly is the practice of the medicine Wangzong's secret realm?"

"But remember, no matter how tempting the exercises are, don't practice them."

Zhao Xinghe looked up, wondering, "Master, why?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Don't ask why, just do what I say. This is too weird. Before the situation is unknown, don't take risks, understand?"

"Yes, when does the disciple leave?"

"Let's leave now. Dead wood will follow you. Listening to his opinions in everything is good for you." The old man finished and turned away.

Not long after, a streamer crossed the sky and landed in front of Zhao Xinghe.

His face was dull and dead, gray eyes could not see the slightest emotion, and his thin body could blow it away with a breeze.

Zhao Xinghe did not dare to be indifferent, he bowed and said, "The disciples meet withered old people."

"No, let's go!"

His voice was hoarse and dry, and his throat was rattling. He seemed unwilling to say one more word. When the voice fell, he was already galloping north.

Zhao Xinghe shook his head helplessly, then followed, two streamers successively crossed the sky, out of the island, and flew to the east.