Chapter 1167

Bai busily lived for a while, Shen Lang finally gave up the attack, feeling a little upset.

Nevertheless, Shen Lang saw hope at best and at worst.

This space cyclone can still be broken, but the strength of the sinking wave is still poor, unable to tear a certain degree of space cracks.

However, it is impossible to leave the ruins of Xianyuan in a short time.

Since he can't go out, Shen Lang can only follow the suggestion of the red blood ancestor before, meditate here and practice until the later stage of nirvana.

At that time, depending on the strength of his late nirvana, he may be able to barely open this space channel.

Fortunately, the cultivation environment in the ruins of Xianyuan is pretty good. Although it has been desolate, the five elements aura in the air is still as strong.

The spirit palace tower can absorb the five elements of spirit around the space. With the blessing of the ancient treasure of the space, the shenlang cultivation environment is almost perfect.

His only worry is whether the entrance to the ruins of the desert island will be found by foreign monks?

There is no one in this desert island, and almost no friars enter here. In addition, the old red blood ancestor has set up a magic array at the entrance of the site.

I don't think anyone will find it here for several years.

Shen Lang put down his psychological burden and decided to close in the linggong tower.

First, take out the Phoenix flower from the storage ring, and carefully fold down a golden leaf beside the petal of the Phoenix flower.

It's impossible to take the Fengyang flower for 70000 years directly. It's too powerful to swallow directly. It's definitely the rhythm of bursting and dying.

The leaves of Fengyang flower also contain pure Yang Qi, and it has a certain effect of cultivation. However, compared with flowers, it is very small, just suitable for Shen Lang to take.

Take a deep breath. Shen Lang swallows the leaves of this Phoenix flower.

"Boom!"

Just after swallowing this thing, the medicinal power of the leaves of fengyanghua began to break out, and shenlang obviously felt the constant flow of Yang in his stomach.

A large number of Yang Qi, like the stormy waves, surged up and down the body of the Shen waves, all over the body. Just for a moment, the body's meridians and collaterals are full of bulging Yang Qi, sending out hot air flow.

Yang Qi is too fierce, and the Qi and blood channels of Shen Lang burned for a time cause severe pain.

Shen Lang clenches his teeth, and Shengyang's fighting spirit spills over his body.

The huge Yang Qi erupted in the body, even his skin emitted a burst of blue smoke.

It's unimaginable that the leaves of Fengyang flower are so powerful! Almost catch up with the five or six thousand years of Yang attribute spirit grass, Shen wave body almost can't bear it.

He immediately started the Tiangang pure Yang Sword code, and the bottleneck has been loosened.

Shen Lang is ecstatic in his heart, calms his spirit and starts meditating.

As the days passed, there was no day or night in this closed space. Shen Lang didn't know how long the time passed, so he kept meditating and practicing.

The process is boring, but with faith and goals in mind, everything is not difficult.

One year, two years, three years passed.

Finally, one day three years later, Shen Lang succeeded in breaking through the third level of sword Scripture, and his accomplishments were naturally broken through to the later stage of nirvana.

After stabilizing the realm, he tried to break the space cyclone in the ruins of Xianyuan.

Shen Lang has been able to tear a half meter long hole with a full blow, but still can't tear a large enough space passage.

After trying for several days, he still couldn't open the space channel. Shen Lang was a little depressed, but he didn't get discouraged.

He entered the spirit palace tower again and continued to practice in seclusion.

Fengyanghua has eight leaves in total. Before Shen Lang, he had taken two. Now he has taken the third.

Under the influence of huge medicinal power, Shen Lang concentrates on cultivating the sword Scripture and is ready to attack the peak of the third level of the sword Scripture.

If he doesn't reach the top of the third level, he vows not to pass!

The fourth year, the fifth year, the sixth year Until the eighth year has passed.

Eight years later, Shen Lang finally passed the customs.

He has spent so long in this dark place. Shen Lang's cultivation at this moment has reached the peak of late Nirvana!

This time, he gathered up the linggong tower with full confidence, sacrificed the Wulong sword, and made a full split towards the space cyclone in the ruins of Xianyuan.

"Boom!"

In the center of the space cyclone, the great gray light made a deafening noise, and the whole Xianyuan ruins shook.

See that space cyclone center, finally split a two meter long dark crack!

Cracks are constantly twisted and deformed, producing great suction.

The wave then turned into a light, and got into the space crack.

Entering the space crack, it is dark all around, as if the world is constantly distorted, giving people a sense of vomiting.

Soon he saw a gray exit.

With a "whoosh" sound, the Shen wave was suddenly squeezed out by the space and came to the site altar eight years ago.

"I finally see the light of the day!"

Shen Lang raised his head and roared wildly.

No wonder he is so happy. Anyone who is locked in a dark place can't go out for a long time, and his mood will be gloomy to the extreme.

Shen Lang can't wait to see the sun that hasn't been seen for a long time. The whole man turns into a light and rushes towards the exit of the site.

At the exit, there is a mysterious array, which has not been broken by the waves. It is to close the stone gate directly, and then find some sand plants to cover up.

This site has no use value. Just in case, Shen Lang did a little protection work. With the magic array, ordinary foundation building monks may not be able to detect anything unusual even if they pass here.

After that, Shen Lang found a lake on the desert island, took a good bath and enjoyed a sunbath.

After changing his clean clothes, Shen Lang sent out a purple electric boat to fly towards the direction of Fulong island.

I haven't been back for eight years. The cave I rented outside Tianxing City, Fulong Island, is estimated to have been recovered.

Shen Lang was in a very happy mood. He walked around the site. Although he was almost shaded, he was smart enough to avoid the crisis. He meditated in the ruins of Xianyuan for eight years, successfully breaking through the peak of late nirvana.

When I get to tianxingcheng, I can try to make pills after I stabilize!

When was the Shen wave, Yuan Dan period, that is really unimaginable existence. At the moment, it seems to be within reach. Shen Lang is excited.

But it's not so easy to advance to Yuandan period. A lot of preparatory work needs to be done.

After seven or eight days of flying over the sky sea, Zidian finally reached the boundary of Fulong island.

Avoid high-profile, shenlang put away the purple electric boat and fly away towards the star city.

"Eh? How come the number of friars in Fulong island is so small? "

Shen Lang flied in the sky, passing through towns. He sent his divine sense to the island and found that the number of friars in each town was poor.

During the foundation period, the friars couldn't even see a single person. Shen Lang was surprised.