Chapter 959: Cast my true body

Just after Meng Fan's beheading of Ouyang Lei came to an end, the entire northern group did not calm down because of this. Instead, there was a more chaotic posture.

You must know that this is one of the five major parts of the world, even if it is not as ancient as the Middle Ancient Domain, but the entire northern group domain is absolutely vital.

Among them, countless forces are trapped in conquests, wars can be seen everywhere, and there is really a sense of chaos.

The north will be chaotic and murderous lurking!

It’s definitely not an exaggeration to describe the entire northern group in a sentence. I don’t know how many killings have been set off on the entire land. It’s obviously like the shocking news that Meng Fan killed Ouyang Lei. One family.

Within a few days, there were rumors that a lot of strong men who retreat were born, and even some monsters in the snow were left where they were, practiced, and launched a battle.

Numerous killings were issued, among which there was no lack of peak duels between the strong. Many creatures that were obliterated in the ancient times have already appeared, and the entire northern group fell into a more chaotic state.

Of course, the birth of the so-called Tianjiao must have a certain relationship with the increasingly close Hundred Races event, but it is because the entire northern group is in a precarious state.

With so many killings and strong people appearing at the same time, it makes countless people understand... The northern group is already the black city to suppress the city, and the desire to change the sky... rhythm!

In spite of the chaos in the entire northern group, Hongzhou, in a certain ancient mine, here is already abandoned. At first glance, it looks dilapidated and dusty, and it has no value at all.

Ordinary strong people will never take a second look when passing here, but at this moment, a woman in a white robe sits cross-legged on a huge boulder, which is stunning.

The woman looked nervously in the cave, Qing Si draped behind her, but there was a trace of worry on her cold face, and it was Mu Yuyin.

Within a few days, Mu Yuyin stayed outside, but suddenly felt the chaos inside the cave. That powerful aura broke out from time to time, but disappeared and was extremely unstable.

Under such circumstances, Mu Yuyin could occasionally feel Meng Fan's powerful vitality and blood like a vast ocean, but he unexpectedly found that the latter was sinking at an extremely fast speed, which made him naturally feel uneasy.

However, Mu Yuyin had no choice but to help Meng Fan confine the space and wait quietly.

And in the depths of this mine, at this moment, Meng Fan's figure was sitting cross-legged, his whole body was broken up and down, his whole body seemed to be completely weakened to its lowest point.

Obviously, the previous battle had consumed a lot of energy and blood for Meng Fan, and his injuries were rare in his life. After Meng Fan achieved Tianyuan, few people of his generation were able to beat him like this.

The bones in the whole body were broken, and there was a lot of internal bleeding in the body. I don't know how many meridians were damaged, but with the vitality of Meng Fan Xiaoqiang, his life was worry-free.

However, in these few days, Meng Fan was not trying his best to repair himself, but under this serious injury, he was actually preparing to break and stand, and once again carried out Nirvana to his physical body, re-forged and refined himself.

Over the years, Meng Fan's physical training looked at the strong but not weak lines of the overlord of the same age, and he had already reached the extreme, but the latter was not satisfied, and had been exercising.

But this time it was even more fierce. Not only did he not scrutinize his own injuries, but instead used his injuries to achieve Nirvana. This behavior is not daring, it is like walking a tightrope.

You must know that once it is going to Nirvana, then Meng Fan needs to be unable to control the injury, but refining a little bit of the broken body, feeling himself, and re-engraving it.

Taking Meng Fan's current injuries can be described as a great threat to him, several times under Meng Fan's large amount of vitality, the injuries caused him to fall into a life and death crisis.

However, the latter is clenching his teeth, relying on the pill and Xiaotian's guardian to survive, letting the threat of severe pain and injury continue to refine himself a little bit and recast his true self.

Under this situation, for seven or eight days, Meng Fan stayed behind closed doors in the cave. After several life-and-death crises and the revival of vitality and blood, he himself was walking between life and death.

And Mu Yuyin in the outside world was naturally frightened, but he couldn't help anything.

When Meng Fan's energy and blood were at its weakest, even Mu Yuyin could not feel his breath. The mine was silent, as if it were dead silence.

However, with the passage of time, that kind of powerful qi and blood finally survived life and death, the aura recovered, and it was... more powerful.

Finally, half a month later, the space in the mine was distorted, and Meng Fan, who was sitting still, suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp light flashed, and the corner of his mouth let out a low growl.

After spending this time and recasting himself several times between life and death, Meng Fan finally managed to see the moon and the moon. Not only did his physical body recast, it also strengthened his foundation again and forcibly improved his physical body again. A grade.

If there were some slight scars in Meng Fan's body before, then the latter's body is now comparable to a piece of beautiful jade, which is self-contained, blood flows, and even reaches perfection. The meridian structure is at least stronger than ordinary people in the same realm. More than three times!

And under the re-casting of the true body, the powerful vitality fluctuations that lurked in Meng Fan's body suddenly erupted, driving all vitality riots in Meng Fan's body, and finally it was destroyed and broke through in one fell swoop, directly breaking Meng Fan's own body. The shackles of the body broke through again and reached the third stage of the...

It is undoubtedly extremely difficult for an ordinary Xuanyuan realm powerhouse to break through the first level. Some have spent several years or even decades, but Meng Fan has broken through again after half a year, which is not shocking.

However, the foundation of the latter has no influence at all, and it is definitely related to the breakthrough of the soul of the holy realm and the recasting of the real body.

Prior to this, Meng Fan had been accumulating, and under the stimulus of life and death like a battle with Ouyang Lei, it was the opportunity for Meng Fan to make a breakthrough.

This kind of opportunity is there, anyone can try, but how many people dared to give up peace and face life and death in ancient times? Even if others want to imitate Meng Fan's cultivation path, they lack the courage to conquer the world and give me others.

After all, Meng Fan's cultivation practiced him again and again between life and death, just like dancing on a blade.

"Roar!"

At the moment of his own vitality breakthrough, Meng Fan made crackling noises all over his body, his bones hit, and his blood surged.

Half a month of suppression, countless pains caused him to nearly collapse, but the results obtained now are quite obvious, it turned out to be a physical transformation, and a direct breakthrough in the realm of vitality.

Standing up, Meng Fan's whole body has sharp edges and corners, and the newborn skin exudes a kind of luster, more delicate than a baby.

However, no matter who is, can feel the powerful power hidden in this body, as if between raising his hand, he can tear the void and suppress everything.

Break through again and reach the third level of the Profound Origin Realm!

For Meng Fan, this was an absolute achievement. It took a few breaths to calm the surrounding space. However, standing still, that kind of powerful qi and blood was still overwhelming.

Taking a closer look at himself, Meng Fan finally regained consciousness, with a smile on his small face. He already felt his own progress, but the hard work was not in vain.

After another breakthrough, Meng Fan's combat power has been improved, and his own foundation has become more stable, but it is a pity that now his physical body is not Dzogchen after all, and he lacks the powerful treasure of Ancestral Dragon essence and blood.

But Meng Fan is already satisfied, after all, that kind of thing belongs to the fate of heaven, which can be met but not sought.

Shaking his head, Meng Fan regained his mind, while reorganizing himself, put on a blue shirt and walked out. Now he has been in retreat for almost a month.

Outside the mine, Mu Yuyin finally breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing Meng Fan coming out, the heart that had always been hanging high was finally let go.

Looking at it, Meng Fan faced him and said lightly,

"Thank you, I have been your help since this month... It’s just that I’m a little curious. After all, I did what I did back then. If you want to kill me within this period of time, it will be quite easy. Why not do it?"

When the voice fell, Meng Fan didn't hide anything, his eyes were open, looking at Mu Yuyin.

In any case, after all, Meng Fan personally killed Mu Lingtian and destroyed the Heavenly Cold Sect. In any case, it was Meng Fan who destroyed Mu Yuyin's everything.

And over the years, Meng Fan also understood that, in fact, a lot of things back then were just coincidences, and the relationship with Mu Yuyin was not very big.

Hearing this, Mu Yuyin was taken aback, silent for a moment, but smiled.

"You are a strong master in the Xuanyuan realm, and the tiger is still there. Even if you seriously hurt a small Tianyuan realm, I dare not move you!"

Hearing Mu Yuyin's words, he couldn't help but let Meng Fan touch his chin. This reason was really far-fetched. Before that, Meng Fan himself might fall away even if he was careless, not to mention that he was a strong man in the Tianyuan realm in his heyday.

"Not to mention... You said it before!"

Mu Yuyin's eyes stared at Meng Fan, saying again,

"We are still friends, aren't we? The things of the year have passed, so just.... Let's go, I have carefully thought about it these years, it is the Heavenly Cold Sect that owes you, and my father has done it wrong, if not, absolutely not As for later, I didn’t understand it back then. Today doesn’t mean that I don’t understand it. You did nothing wrong. I even admire you a little bit. If I were you back then, I would definitely not be able to do those things!"

Hearing this, Meng Fan smiled, shook his head, and said softly,

"If there is no sister, I am afraid I am just a trash in Wuzhen!"

"I understand, but I think Ruo Shuiyi is just giving you a chance to rise. Looking at this world, there are not countless people who have great opportunities every day, but if you want to reach the top of the sea of ​​people, how difficult is it? !"

Mu Yuyin sighed faintly, and then asked softly.

"But you did it in your life. This is probably the so-called road of cultivation, right? Forget it, let everything pass, and where are you going next?"

Hearing Mu Yuyin's words, Meng Fan's expression moved, and his eyes looked into the void, and his eyes flickered. The scene that collided with the blood was firmly engraved in his heart. Ruo Shuiyi's body in the restricted area was like a knife twisted to Meng Fan.

After a few breaths, the four words resounded through the space, with an indisputable tone

"Hundreds of races!"