Vol 11 Chapter 1246: :It's still early

But this kind of constitution spreads all over the world, and it is determined from the moment it is born. It is impossible to grow up to be immortal the day after tomorrow. It is absolutely impossible.
Although the chaotic body is difficult to achieve in the day after tomorrow, Fang Lang finally saw a little possibility. Perhaps this is due to the help of silver and copper, and now he may become a truly chaotic body, which melts the work of 10,000 roads and creates his own laws and ways.
"confusion!"
He whispered.
The several ancient scriptures in his body gradually became quiet. He no longer forced them to merge, but began to comb his body. The divine power flowed through every corner of his body, every piece of flesh and blood.
Soon, a few days passed.
The gold and silver light in Mori Fanglang disappeared, instead of the dark blue chaotic light, it gave people a feeling of extreme shock. After all, chaotic light is a terrible thing, which can only be compared with time and space.
"Buzz"
Soon, half a month later, Fang Lang Shuhao concentrated all his energy on his body, constantly exercising his body to make the chaotic light in the flesh and blood stronger. Finally, he concluded that the semi-chaotic body he was talking about was far from the real chaotic body.
"The chaos is first refined, then melted, and then on this basis, your own method is cast."
He said to himself.
After finding a way to melt these ways, his eyes became stronger and stronger, and the whole person became more relaxed. Sitting in the temple of the Emperor of Heaven, he no longer tried to create the Tao by blending the Tao, but combing it with a single body, making his semi-chaotic body continuously refined and moving towards a true chaotic body.
Moreover, in this process, he also guided Tao's remains in the sacred body, as a source of power, making their bodies more transparent and clear, cleaner than glass, and even harder than stone.
In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.
In the past half month, Fang Lang's spirit has been greatly improved, and his physique has also been greatly improved, a little stronger. In half a month, he did not realize Dao Fa, because he knew that he could sit down and enter the sacred heaven, but he could not sit there to achieve chaos, but he knew that he did not want to achieve real chaos.
"Chaos is the result of chaos."
Fang Langxiaoyu.
On this day, he grew up and walked out of the emperor's temple in one step.
In order to create a chaotic body, only real chaotic light can be used to forge the body, turning flesh and blood into a chaotic body, just like in a chaotic world. For the average person, this is impossible, but he is different. He has silver copper and silver copper as carriers, which is enough to achieve this.
"Out?"
He appeared from the Temple of Heaven, and Bing Xin and others felt his breath for the first time.
"Ok"
Fang Lang nodded with a smile.
It has been closed for a month. Although his practice has not made any progress, his spirit has been greatly improved. The most important thing is that the casting problem that has troubled him for a long time has been solved. When he walked out of the temple of the Emperor of Heaven, Fang Lang seemed to be even more empty. He stepped on the void, as if he were a mortal, giving a feeling of illusion.
"It feels a little different."
Ye Qiuyu Road.
Fang Lang smiled and said, "I just solved some problems, relax a little."
"Look at the wilderness?"
He smiled.
"Yes!"
Of course, the girls have nothing to say. In fact, they want to see those little guys who have passed more than a month in the wilderness, but they don't know what happened to these little guys.
"let's go"
Fang Lang smiled.
He gently waved his right hand, and there was a sudden flash of silver light. The moment they disappeared, they were wrapped up. Then, they appeared in the wilderness, and when they first appeared, they heard loud beasts roaring in their ears.
In the wild, a teenager is clutching the tail of a magical God Seven monster, like a wheel dancing mercilessly with a spear, and will throw it directly to a place tens of feet away. The earth emerges from a huge pit. Fell inside.
"Such institutions can indeed be regarded as emperors of the same order."
Ye Qiuyu smiled and shook his head.
A young black suit, although a lot of torn, although his body is full of cracks, it looks very determined, and his eyes show his tenacity.
"Sand dust, eight days"
Bingxin Road.
As a teenager, Mark Zhang was retrained into dust after being sealed up in the wasteland of many monster wars in a month. At the same time, the smell of yin and yang on his body is stronger. This kind of fluctuation of autumn rain is the most obvious, because her body is too yin, and she is naturally sensitive to yin and yang breathing.
"Oh!"
Where is the other, a roar, shaking the void.
A black dragon about five abbots high appeared in everyone's eyes. Everywhere was the size of Mawson. The eyes showed a blood red color, especially strange and domineering.
"Today is five times the day, that's good."
Fang Lang nodded.
Xiaolong originally had a very high starting point, but this very high starting point was blocked by Mori Fang Lang, and he would also hit it into the dust, allowing it to start practicing from the external micro world. For small people, this is an indescribable challenge, because it has never experienced practice in this field. On the contrary, this challenge is more beneficial to it than the rest of the world, as if it has accepted it. Like a new world.
boom!
Different forces fluctuate in the wilderness, which is very unstable.
Xiaodian, Qin Fan, Feng Yuhan, Lightning Bird, Baihu, two people and three demons have reached the realm of dust. After all, they have already walked through this field, a road familiar to light vehicles, so the level of practice is much faster.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Qin Fan and Feng Yuhan worked together, surrounding a magical God Eight Heavens monster, but underneath the power was the black hand.
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The eight heavenly monsters roared, angrily.
It feels that its practice is significantly higher than that of two people, and the body of the devil is much larger than two people. The two people are as small as ants in its eyes, but those are a series of wounds, and Qin Fan swims around in harmony.
"Are you ready to let them go back?"
Bing Xin asked.
Fang Lang shook his head and said, "It's only a month, it's still early."
"You go back to heaven, or just around here, I might have to shut up again, this time, I don't know how long it will take," he said, his eyes gleaming dark blue. "You go back to heaven, or just play in the mountains around here," he said, "I don't know how long it will take."..
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