Chapter 2341: Comprehend magical powers

Xiao Fan sat on the surface of the magma sea, the third stage of the endless war of war was running at top speed, and the third page bloomed with immeasurable golden light, the golden light came out, and the magma sea was full of golden ripples.

In his body, four mysterious auras tempered his physical body. The originally broken meridians recovered completely in less than half a cup of tea, and now they have become more tenacious.

At the same time, Xiao Fan's physical strength seemed to have reached a certain limit and began to undergo a qualitative transformation.

On Xiao Fan's body surface, layers of old skin slowly fell off, revealing that tender skin, glowing with a white luster.

The endless fire kept surging, centering on him, spreading towards the surroundings, as if it was extracting some peculiar power from the magma sea below.

It's just that Xiao Fan doesn't care about all this now, he just wants to break through the ancient gods.

After a few hours, Xiao Fan finally knew why it was possible to gather the four mysterious auras to break through the ancient gods without experiencing the divine thunder calamity.

Because of the fusion of the four mysterious auras, the storm vortex was enveloped in it, cutting off the connection between the storm vortex and the outside world.

"Is this breaking through the human body secret realm unique to the ancient gods?" Xiao Fan's mind fell on the storm vortex, and said softly in his heart.

The existence of Xiaotiandi and Divine Palace is an obstacle to opening up the secret realm of the human body. Now that Xiaotiandi and Divine Palace are broken, it is an opportunity for Xiao Fan.

His heart is full of expectations, what kind of magical powers will his human body possess?

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan quickly closed his eyes and sank into the vortex of the storm.

He was surprised to find that in the vortex of the storm, there was actually a fist-sized blood-colored stone, and with a trace of doubt, Xiao Fan's mind fell on the blood-colored stone.

"Young Master!" Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in Xiao Fan's mind, and then, a vague voice came out from above the blood-colored stone.

When Xiao Fan was surprised, he was more excited, and shouted, "Chuo Tianhong, are you not dead?"

Obviously, that phantom was the dead Zhuo Tianhong, and this blood-colored stone was also a gift from Zhuo Tianhong to Xiao Fan before he died.

"My son, I'm already dead." Zhuo Tianhong shook his head bitterly. Seeing Xiao Fan showing his self-blame, he smiled and said: "The son doesn't need to blame himself. If there was no son, I would have died. "

Xiao Fan was silent. Although Zhuo Tianhong's words were correct, he might have lived better without him.

For a long time, Xiao Fan said, "Your fate is still there. One day, I will be able to reshape your body."

"It's useless, my life is not just broken, but when I'm exhausted, no one can save me." Zhuo Tianhong said very seriously.

"Qing?" Xiao Fan wondered, shouldn't it be fate that decides a person's life and death, and what does it have to do with the so-called "Qing".

Zhuo Tianhong ignored Xiao Fan’s question, and continued to mutter to himself: "My son, my time is running out. I know you can definitely break through the ancient gods. Maybe I can help you understand a kind of magical power. It is the last thing I do for the son!"

Xiao Fan sighed deeply when he heard the words. He knew that when Zhuo Tianhong made that decision, he was obviously determined to die.

It's just that he didn't expect that Zhuo Tianhong would consider him to death, and wanted to give him a good luck.

"My son, a monk of my generation, life and death are fateful, why bother!" Zhuo Tianhong smiled freely. He was afraid of death before, but after only a ray of remnant thoughts remained, Zhuo Tianhong was not afraid of anything.

At the moment of dying, Zhuo Tianhong already wanted to understand everything. In life, death is not the most terrifying.

Xiao Fan nodded. He and Zhuo Tianhong couldn't talk about who owed whom, but Xiao Fan would always remember Zhuo Tianhong's love.

"Let's get started." Zhuo Tianhong smiled faintly, the phantom suddenly changed into a huge muddy tail, eight monstrous giant tails swaying in the air.

In an instant, the blood-colored stone began to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Fan didn't dare to waste time. He sat cross-legged under the tail of the turbid life, and soon entered a mysterious state.

Breaking through the ancient **** realm will open up the human body secret realm, and at the same time, will also awaken the true innate magical powers.

Now that Xiao Fan has Zhuo Tianhong to help him comprehend supernatural powers, it is naturally more effective, but what Xiao Fan doesn't know is that Zhuo Tianhong wants to help him comprehend supernatural powers.

Time slowly passed, and the blood-colored stone quickly changed from the size of a fist to less than half. Xiao Fan's mind still sat there, trembling all over.

The whole body of his mind is still surrounded by a trace of **** light, which is very strange.

"It must be successful!" Zhuo Tianhong's Cannian looked at Xiao Fan's trembling body, and his voice was full of expectation.

If his remnant thoughts hadn't been provided by the **** stone, it would have disappeared long ago.

Now he changed his body to create an environment for Xiao Fan to comprehend supernatural powers. This friendship is indeed not ordinary.

What Xiao Fan didn't know was that if Zhuo Tianhong hadn't done this, he might still have a chance to survive in the future, but after this incident, he would no longer survive.

The blood-colored stone slowly dissipated, and soon it was only the size of the eyeball, and the blood-colored mist became weaker and weaker, as if it was going to disappear at any time.

"Did it fail?" Zhuo Tianhong said bitterly, and then often sighed: "Perhaps, this is the destiny."

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the blood-colored stone finally cracked, escaping the last energy to provide Zhuo Tianhong's residual thoughts.

Zhuo Tianhong clenched his teeth and persisted, fighting for Xiao Fan more.

After another half day, the blood-colored stone was no more than the size of a peanut, and Zhuo Tianhong's remnant thoughts were on the verge of collapse.

"My son, take care, and wish you live in harmony with the sky!"

Zhuo Tianhong sighed up to the sky, leaving a word and then dissipating, the last trace of blood mist poured into Xiao Fan's body.

At this moment, Xiao Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and two divine lights burst into his eyes, like a sword like electricity, revealing a terrifying edge.

"Zhuo Tianhong! I didn't let you down! I won't let you down in the future!"

Outside, Xiao Fan sighed lightly, then raised his palm, his fingertips burst with crescent-like blood flashes, blood flashes, revealing an extremely strange power.

"Without you, I might never be able to comprehend this supernatural power." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and retracted his palm, as if nothing had happened.

Immediately he condensed his breath, and his mind was once again immersed in the void storm, but he was surprised to find that the four mysterious auras in his body had already been drawn almost, and the whole body seemed extremely relaxed.

"Almost a little bit!" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, a glimmer of expectation flashed in his eyes.

Half an hour later, all the mysterious energy in Xiao Fan's body was completely wiped out. At this moment, Xiao Fan suddenly burst into a violent divine power fluctuation.

"boom!"

It sounded like a flood bursting a dyke, and like a roar of a wild beast waking up, it was terrifying, Xiao Fan was filled with terrifying power, and the magma sea was lifted by that wave of air. "Finally succeeded?" Xiao Fan showed an inexplicable excitement on his face. For these days, he has been thinking about breaking through the ancient **** realm. Has he finally succeeded now?