Simulate Immortality from the Demon Gate

Walking out of the market, Wang Fan felt the dozens of little tails behind him and couldn't help but sigh. He was going to kill again. Isn't it good to be alive? Idiots, how could the owner of a magic weapon worth nearly seven million be the one that these dozen Jindan realms could care about. Wang Fan didn't hesitate, and directly sacrificed the middle-grade flying sword, poured the magic power of the early Jindan into the flying sword, and flew away with the sword...

Bringing a group of little tails to a remote place. Wang Fan waited in the air like this, and these people didn't let Wang Fan wait for long. It can be seen that these dozen Jindan belonged to different small groups and surrounded him in twos and threes. Moreover, there were some quarrels between each other, and the irritable ones even showed their weapons. Maybe they were more concerned about the upcoming treasure hunting session and began to be wary of people around them who they didn't know. Wang Fan looked at them and almost fought each other, and couldn't help laughing. This really didn't take me seriously!

Wang Fan did not say much, and directly used the God-Destroying Thorn, and then used the Mysterious Yin Sea of ​​Fire Art to kill these people instantly, without any escape. It must be said that the Mysterious Yin Sea of ​​Fire Art is not very powerful when attacking one person alone, but it is very useful in this situation. These dozen Jindan were burned to ashes without even screaming under his God-Destroying Thorn and the Mysterious Yin Sea of ​​Fire Art. Wang Fan took a dozen storage bags and stuffed them into his waist, then used the Perfect Breath Containing Art with all his strength, and quickly left this place. Soon, two Yuanying early stage cultivators came, "This is it, hiss~, more than a dozen breaths fell, it seems that the one who attacked is undoubtedly in the Yuanying stage, but I don't know which family it is!"

"Who cares who he is? Such a robbery cultivator deserves to die. Okay, go back and explain the situation to my senior brother!"...

Thousands of miles away from the Corpse Yin Sect, on an inconspicuous hill, Wang Fan was busy running around, setting up dozens of third-level formations, and several fourth-level defense formations, and then set up a small five-element Yin and Yang reversal formation. Then he sat cross-legged in the formation. At this time, he was wearing a spiritual dragon robe, with a black tortoise shield beside him, and even a few high-grade flying swords, a few mid-grade spiritual weapons, and a few third-level talismans on his waist, which were equivalent to the power of golden elixir-level spells. Wang Fan was relieved at this time. Breaking the elixir and becoming an infant, today! Wang Fan began to practice the Xuanyin Gong, and soon he entered into a state of concentration. At this time, the golden elixir began to slowly crack, and the cracks gradually became larger. From the gap, a white and fat baby could be vaguely seen. At this moment, Wang Fan frowned. He saw his parents in this life and his childhood playmates. His parents looked at him kindly, and his emotions began to fluctuate. But then he woke up, and the illusion was instantly shattered. Then Manager Wu appeared in front of him again, as well as those robbery cultivators he had killed personally, and the rich second generation. They all appeared in front of him, stretched out their claws to grab him, roared at him, and cursed at him. Wang Fan grinned at this time. These people could not cause him any trouble when they were alive, and they wanted to disturb his mind after death. It was simply wishful thinking. After a while, the illusion was shattered. Wang Fan came to a magnificent hall again, with fairy clouds lingering and fairies floating around. Wang Fan even saw the woman he was quite fond of, sitting on a throne and waving at him. Wang Fan was in a trance again, and then a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes. Wang Fan roared, "Women! You will only affect my cultivation! Get out of here!" In an instant, all the illusions shattered. Wang Fan opened his eyes again, only to see another Wang Fan sitting cross-legged in meditation, and himself above his head. Wang Fan looked at his hands and feet, which were all white and plump, and touched his face, which was white, tender and smooth. He murmured, "Is this the Nascent Soul of a cultivator? How magical!" Then Wang Fan flew above his physical body, up and down, having a lot of fun. At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. Wang Fan was startled and quickly got into his physical body. Then he opened his eyes and subconsciously looked at his hands. Well, he had returned to his physical body. He stood up immediately and raised the Black Turtle Shield. He did not open the formation immediately. He had to resist the first few thunders! It is said that when a cultivator crosses the tribulation, the thunder has an indescribable effect. He will not hide behind the formation and the magic weapon blindly. After a while, there was a click, and the first thunder fell. Wang Fan raised the shield, and with a bang, the thunder exploded on the shield. Wang Fan felt numb all over, and this time it was really numb... Then Wang Fan took a few more and then opened the formation.

The seventh, the third-level formation was broken in half.

The eighth, the third-level formation was broken, and the fourth-level formation was broken in half.

The ninth, the fourth-order formation was completely broken, and the small five-element Yin-Yang inversion formation lasted for a few breaths and also broke. Wang Fan used all his strength to activate the black tortoise shield. The remaining thunder power blew up the black tortoise shield and hit him. Most of it was absorbed by the spirit dragon robe, and the remaining power fell on him. Wang Fan blew white smoke from his mouth, and his hair was gone. After a long time, he shouted to the sky "Cool~"! Since then, Wang Fan finally became a Yuanying and lived for a thousand years.

Wang Fan felt the Yuanying in his Dantian, which was himself. The strength of his soul also reached the Yuanying Great Perfection. The Yuanying was magical and unusual. Wang Fan automatically comprehended the small magical power of teleportation. His consciousness was completely spread over a full thousand kilometers, but teleportation could only teleport out more than ten kilometers, and it consumed a lot of mana and soul power. Wang Fan tried it, and teleportation was very useful, but if it was done more than ten or twenty times, he would be drained. Wang Fan was overjoyed. He finally achieved the Yuanying, and now he can happily improve his cultivation! As for the Ghost Control Sect, now is not the right time. Although he can easily destroy the Ghost Control Sect and reach an agreement with the old Taoist priest of the Demon Sect, he is not an opponent of a strong man at the God Transformation level now. Who knows if the other party will have bad intentions towards him? After all, simulation is just a simulation. If he believes in the simulation in reality, he will be finished with just one accident.

He still had to stay alive until he was invincible, and then he could do whatever he wanted. Wang Fan put away the materials that could still be used to set up the formation. These materials were also very valuable. The materials used to set up the formation consumed nearly one million spirit stones, so he couldn't waste them.

Back at the sect, Wang Fan looked at the simple courtyard of the outer disciples, a little disgusted, but had no other ideas, and casually set up the small five-element yin and yang reversal formation. After entering the house, he was not in a hurry to simulate, he still had to thoroughly stabilize his cultivation realm, feel the mana of the Nascent Soul level, and some spells. Wang Fan casually used the Great Perfection Level Xuanyin Body Shield, and saw a black as ink body shield appear on the body. Wang Fan tried the strength, and it can be said that the Jindan level has no chance of breaking it. Then he used the Great Perfection Level Xuanyin Heaven-Destroying Hand, and the black as ink big hand appeared out of thin air. Wang Fan felt that even the cultivators in the middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul could be controlled by him for a few seconds, and a few seconds were enough to end the battle. There was also his Black Turtle Shield, which was injured by the thunder. It was being held in the arms of the Dantian Nascent Soul, slowly warming up. I believe it will recover in a few days. There is also the Destroying God Thorn. Even if it is a Nascent Soul Great Perfection strongman, relying on his soul strength, he can seriously injure the opponent, unless the opponent has a magic weapon to defend against the attack of the soul, but the magic weapon is hard to find, and the general Nascent Soul does not have it, let alone the special magic weapon to defend against the attack of the soul! Wang Fan evaluated his own combat power. The Nascent Soul stage can basically walk sideways.