Invincible Bloodline

A world of wrathful flames, a boundless sea of ​​fire.

Yang Fan's eyes flashed with solemnity. Just outside the sea of ​​​​fire, the divine flames can burn high-level main artifacts. How terrifying it must be in the depths of the sea of ​​​​fire. I am afraid that even the top-level main artifacts will not last long and will melt into Hot metal.

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If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs, so fight!

My nine-turn god-demonic body is not a vegetarian. It is a sea of ​​fire. What can you do to me?

The treasure of Lord Wrath Flame is right in front of you, no matter what, you have to fight for it.

Not to mention the sea of ​​​​fire, no matter how difficult it is, you have to go through it.

Of course, the most important thing is the Immortal Mark on his arm. It is none other than the eternal world - the imprint of the Immortal World. Just now, Yang Fan activated this eternal mark with his thoughts and found that in this world of angry sea There is still no obstacle in the world. As long as he is willing, he can return to the fairy world through this eternal mark in one breath.

Unless the sea of ​​​​fire in front of him can burn him to dregs in an instant, his safety will not be in the slightest danger.

And with his current strength, even if the Lord of Raging Flames is resurrected, he may not be able to kill him instantly with one blow. Yang Fan does not believe that the sea of ​​fire left by the Lord of Raging Flames who knows how many epochs ago will be able to kill him instantly. Such terrifying power.

The next second...

Yang Fan moved his body and stepped directly into the boundless sea of ​​fire.

"It's so hot, but it doesn't pose any threat to me." Yang Fan frowned and quickly advanced into the depths of the sea of ​​​​fire. The surrounding flames gave him a feeling of blazing heat, and there was no other feeling. Even if he didn't use Nine With the body of the god-turned-demon body, Yang Fan can be compared to a low-grade top-level main artifact based solely on the defense of his flesh shell.

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One light year later.

"Boom~~~"

The surrounding flames became redder in color, so red that they turned purple, and the temperature suddenly increased more than ten times.

The previous flames could burn low-grade high-grade main artifacts in a short period of time, but now, even mid-grade high-grade main artifacts cannot last for more than a few breaths.

Faintly, Yang Fan felt like he was melting.

However, Yang Fan gritted his teeth and suppressed the idea of ​​using the nine-turn divine demon body. Under the burning of the surrounding divine flames, his physical defense actually improved slightly.

This is a very rare thing. When the divine body reaches his level, unless the nine-turn divine and demon body is promoted to the ninth turn, or his cultivation level breaks through significantly and he survives the main divine tribulation, his divine body's defense will hardly be greatly affected. Be diligent.

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Ten light years later.

"Boom~~~"

The surrounding divine flames completely turned purple, and the temperature skyrocketed tenfold again.

Even the top-grade master artifact couldn't last three breaths in this divine flame.

"Chi~~~Chi~~~Chi~~~"

In less than half an hour, Yang Fan's skin began to crack, and his whole body seemed to be completely on fire in the next second.

"No, I've reached my limit. It seems I can only use the nine-turn god-demon body."

"Buzz~~~Buzz~~~Buzz~~~"

Paths of divine light rise from Yang Fan's body. The nine-turn divine and demonic body slowly rotates. The defense of the flesh shell is doubled. The immortal power turns into a warm current and washes away. On the body, thin and dense The dense cracks began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, Yang Fan's nine-turn god and demon body stabilized at a limit, maintaining a balance between repair and destruction.

The divine body continued to crack and heal, causing his physical defense to steadily increase.

.......

A year later, Yang Fan moved forward again.

This purple divine flame could no longer cause much damage to his divine body.

As a result, his physical defense increased by nearly twice, making him firmly among the top-tier low-grade main artifacts, and one of the best among them.

.......

A hundred light years later, the color of the divine flame changed again, purple with black, and the temperature of the flame once again increased exponentially.

Yang Fan was not surprised but happy about this.

"Buzz~~~Buzz~~~Buzz~~~"

The nine-turn god-demonic body was operating consciously, and its defense was rising steadily. Soon, it was in a state of balance again.

.......

Time passes year by year, and in the blink of an eye, it will be three hundred years later.

Yang Fan successfully penetrated into the sea of ​​fire a hundred thousand light years away, surrounded by divine flames, which changed again and again, and their power increased again and again.

Until now, even the low-grade top-level main artifacts could not last more than a few breaths in this black ink divine flame before they would turn into ashes.

As for Yang Fan's divine body defense, it also breaks through the limits again and again. The defense is terrifying, and it has firmly entered the top-level mid-level main artifact.

It has to be said that this world of wrathful flames is really a blessing for him. Even if he doesn't get the treasure of Lord wrathful flames, Yang Fan will still make a lot of money.

Today, although his strength has not increased at all, his survivability has increased by more than ten times.

The nine-turn divine and demonic body explodes with all its strength, and the divine body's defense increases by 88,640 times. Even if it is compared to those top-level master artifacts, it is not much inferior.

For ordinary low-level cosmic lords, if they don't have a treasure in hand, it will take a lot of effort to completely kill him. As for those half-step lords, Yang Fan is basically invincible by nature.

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Eight hundred years later.

The surrounding dark ink-like flames of destruction, like the source of darkness, suddenly changed and turned directly into white.

Just like the yin and yang, the extreme heat turns into extreme ice. The temperature is so low that it seems that even the soul of the Half-Step Master can be completely frozen.

"What a terrifying ice flame."

A deep fear flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. Fortunately, he was not just a physical practitioner, and his soul was weak. Otherwise, he would have had to attain Tao this time.

This ice flame does not damage the divine body, but directly hits the divine soul. If a middle-level elder like Elder Mu Feng is caught off guard, the divine soul may be frozen into slag in an instant, and he does not know how he died.

"Well, the Divine Flame of Destruction can calcine the divine soul. What about this ice flame, can it temper the divine soul?" Suddenly, an idea flashed in Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, "You can give it a try, but you have to be careful..."

The soul is the foundation of a monk. If there is major damage, it will affect the foundation at the least, and directly destroy the path at worst, and the cultivation level will not be able to advance.

Of course, this is for other monks. Yang Fan has the power to swallow the sky and the earth. Even if his soul is severely injured, he can recover quickly. It is nothing more than swallowing the souls of a large number of powerful people.

And this is also the reason why he dares to try the Ice Flame Soul Refining.

"laugh."

The soul defense carefully opened a breath and led an ice flame into the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

In an instant, Yang Fan felt that his soul was trembling, and his thinking seemed to be much slower.

But soon, Yang Fan's eyes flashed with surprise. His speculation was indeed effective. In just a moment, just an ice flame soul refinement made his soul faintly condensed, no less than swallowing a half-step. The soul of domination.

What a miraculous effect it would have if hundreds of millions of ice flames were used to refine the soul together.

"Okay! Continue!"

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Ten flowers...hundreds...thousands...ten thousand...hundreds of thousands...

Yang Fan's soul continued to condense, and his resistance to ice flames increased rapidly, and a large amount of ice flames continued to pour into Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

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Soon, another three hundred years passed.

Qianzhou, that hidden valley.

"Puff~~~Puff~~~Puff~~~"

Around the valley, the layers of hidden magic circles were forcibly shattered and completely disintegrated.

A mysterious figure whose whole body was wrapped in blazing divine fire descended from the sky, and in an instant, he arrived in front of the flame portal.

"The Gate of Raging Flames, as expected, someone has opened our clan's divine treasure. No, my clan's divine treasure belongs to me, and I will never allow it to fall into the hands of others."

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