Urban Madness

By absorbing the opponent's iron fist combat rule experience, Ye Fan can improve and upgrade his dragon fist, which is an important function of the life soul space.

Moreover, as Ye Fan's use and mastery of the life soul space gradually became more and more mature, he increasingly discovered that the time flow rate of this space was completely different from the outside world.

Even, he has a little feeling that he can adjust this process himself.

Of course, he still can't make fine adjustments yet, at least this possibility exists.

Early the next morning, Ye Fan got up.

"call……"

He took a long breath. The cultivation in the life-soul space is much faster than normal cultivation in the future. Similarly, the consumption of mental power and vitality is much heavier.

Although the time last night was very rewarding, his current body is very weak.

He went outside and absorbed the spirit of heaven and earth to recover.

At the same time, he took out the Yuan Lingshi he had previously obtained, which contained the essence of the entire Yuan Qi pool.

"Zizzi!"

The vitality in the Yuan Ling Stone was continuously absorbed by Ye Fan into his body, and he quickly recovered his body and mind. The power previously consumed by the Fate Soul Space gradually returned to normal.

Ye Fan felt more and more that the foundation of his second stage of Tribulation had been solidified, and he had the opportunity to break through at any time.

This is an opportunity, but also a risk.

"It seems that I need to find a piece of spiritual land to overcome the catastrophe."

Ye Fan knew in his heart that after inquiring with Xiaoer from the shop before, he knew that in this Hongmeng town, many official places were controlled by Hongmeng Holy Land.

Here, just like a small gang, there are opportunities everywhere.

He got up and left his Tianzihao hut, and then walked towards the headquarters of Hongmeng Holy Land.

In fact, he had the sacred order of Hongmeng, and he himself had the qualification to enter the Hongmeng Holy Land to stay, just to better understand his experience of fighting against Yuanba, Ye Fan did not go to the Holy Land immediately.

Today, with the dawn of the morning, Ye Fan came to the Holy Land.

"Who dare to hang out before the Holy Land?"

When I came to the entrance of the Holy Land, I found a tall monk walking over. This person crossed the Seventh Stage of Tribulation, but with a deep breath and sharp eyes, he was not a simple character at first glance.

"This brother, I am a guest disciple of Hongmeng Holy Land, named Ye Fan."

Ye Fan responded with courtesy, but the person stared at Ye Fan, obviously suspicious.

He smiled and said: "Guest disciple? Hahaha, a small person who crosses the second stage of the Tribulation, dare to speak up, do you know the recruitment rules of our Hongmeng Holy Land? Can't get through the recruitment, want to be shoddy, It's ridiculous."

These were also in Ye Fan's expectation. After all, his cultivation realm, in the eyes of normal people, shouldn't appear in Paradise Lost.

"Look!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan stretched out his arm, and between his fingers, there was a holy order, which was the Hongmeng order.

"what?"

Seeing this holy order, the person was shocked. Since he became the guard, he has not found a guest disciple with such a low cultivation level, which shows that the opponent's talent and strength have broken through the limit.

"How is this possible?"

The man looked at Ye Fan coldly. On the surface, Ye Fan had nothing special, just an ordinary monk in the second stage of crossing the Tribulation Realm.

However, he actually had the sacred order of Hongmeng in his hand, which meant that he had successfully passed Yuanba's test, which was simply a miracle.

"I do not believe!"

That person was unwilling, how could he watch a person with such a low cultivation level pass the gate guarded by him?

"Pick me up!"

He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Ye Fan with a palm. The powerful palm swept the entire space, and the surrounding rocks and earth began to crack.

This is the power of the disciples of Hongmeng Holy Land, each one is strong.

"Humph!"

Ye Fan snorted coldly, starting with the nine seals of the sea of ​​clouds, and the Canglong appeared.

"Roar!"

With the sound of a dragon roar, the powerful Nine Seals' power slammed back, and the palm strength that the man sacrificed did not have any resistance at all, and it was directly broken.

"what?"

Just in surprise, Yunhai Nine Seals struck, and he quickly opened his body shield, but the strength of his palm is the power of the Nine Heavens Yinglong Law, which is more powerful than the previous nine seals in one. Many, his protective gas shield can't resist.

"Boom!"

"Crack, click, click!"

As the protective gas shield shattered, the monk was directly knocked out hundreds of feet by Ye Fan.

These scenes were too shocking, and many passing cultivators around them looked sideways.

"This, what's going on, who is that kid?"

"Dare to make trouble in Hongmeng Holy Land, this is not wanting to live."

"No, he only has the cultivation base of the second stage of crossing the robbery, and he actually knocked off the guard disciple Zhong Liu in the Holy Land."

...

Ye Fan's performance was too amazing. The so-called arrogances and strong men of various forces showed incredible expressions. In their worldview, people like Ye Fan could not exist.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the earth shook, and Zhong Liu stood in front of Ye Fan again.

His eyes were cold and his face was angry, and the two of them froze like this.

"It's late, this clock stream will not burst into murder, will it?"

"That's not good."

Just as everyone was surprised, Zhong Liu bowed his hands in salute.

"Hahaha, Junior Brother Ye Fan, I have offended you because I Zhongliu is blind to Mount Tai. Since you have the sacred order, there is nothing to say, please come in."

"Thank you Brother Zhong."

Sure enough, the people of this sacred place are different from the people of other forces. The only thing they recognize here is the strength of the monks.

"what?"

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked again and stood blankly, not knowing what to say.

They watched Ye Fan walk into the sacred land of Hongmeng, and an ordinary-looking kid actually walked into the sacred land of their daily dreams, what is this?

Those monks shook their heads, they could not pass Yuanba's recruitment challenge, they could only look and sigh outside the holy land.

Through the gate, Ye Fan carried the holy order and went directly to the reception hall.

Here, there are the elders of Hongmeng Holy Land.

Ye Fan threw it into the air, and the holy order floated, constantly emitting holy light.

The people who saw this holy order all backed away, and no one stopped Ye Fan.

"Who came from?"

Suddenly, in the deep hall in front, a thick voice came.

"Ye Fan!"

"How did it come?"

"Recruitment!"

"Oh? You defeated Yuanba?"

"Not bad!"

Ye Fan's response was sonorous, simple and clear.

"Hahaha... arrogant child, dare to be arrogant before this seat?"

Suddenly, an incomparably powerful force rushed into the sky, and it contained an incomparably cold killing intent, as if to swallow Ye Fan completely!