The alien devil is in the city

For a moment, Yun Shang didn't know what to say.

Because this has never happened.

"Does this forest recognize you as the main one?"

"Um."

"I can't believe this, because it has never been recorded that this forest of death can still be regarded as the main person."

Yun Shang said with disbelief.

"But the truth is like this, and I can't help it. Let's go back first. I want to digest the gains this time.

Then make a batch of elixirs.

The strength of Lingtian Sword Saint and others will also be improved, otherwise there will be no difference between going to the eighth floor and delivering vegetables."

The Sword Saint Ling Tian looked ashamed at first, then became excited. With Fang Fan's pills, they believed that it would be easy to improve their strength.

Yun Shang is also looking forward to it.

This time she plans to go to the eighth floor to help Fang Fan.

When the Nether Lotus was refined into the Nether Lotus Pill by Fang Fan, the catastrophe thunder in the sky was a bit fierce. If Fang Fan had not been greatly improved.

I'm afraid this time it will fail.

Looking at the 12 best Nether Lotus Pills, Fang Fan smiled.

Yun Shang and his group all showed anticipation.

"Fang Fan, I really didn't expect that you can refine the Nether Lotus Pill that surpasses Hunyuan Pill. Now you are probably the strongest alchemist in this universe."

"Haha, Sister Yun, I'm embarrassed to praise me. Come on, this is for you."

As soon as Yun Shang took over the dark lotus pill flowing through the black light, her eyes became shiny.

"This, Fang Fan, it's not good, I..."

"Sister Yun, if you are polite to me, you will not be my sister."

"Okay, Fang Fan, thank you."

Then you sent you the remaining 10 pieces, and you left one.

Lingtian Sword Saint did not expect Fang Fan to give them one.

When he received this Nether Lotus Pill, he almost took out his heart and showed it to Fang Fan, and he was absolutely sincere.

The Bone Saint was super direct, and she quickly gave Fang Fan a kiss. If Fang Fan hadn't been smart, Fang Fan might have belonged to her tonight.

Fang Fan has never taken the Nether Lotus Pill, but it is rumored that he can directly increase the level by one level. As for whether it is true or not, no one knows.

Because almost no one has refined it.

Even if someone can refine it, there are no such top-quality materials.

But Fang Fan had it.

The worst thing about this pill is that it must be swallowed immediately after it is refined, otherwise the pill may disappear.

Looking at the crystal-clear black pill, Fang Fan swallowed it without any hesitation.

In the original chaos

Wash it.

Fang Fan's body has reached the extreme of this universe.

At the same time, the ability to absorb pills is also super first-class.

When the pill was swallowed by Fang Fan, it immediately turned into a pitch-black dragon and entered Fang Fan's body and rotated with the Chaos Art.

Without turning once, Fang Fan felt that his realm had improved once.

And some of the impurities on his body actually came out.

These impurities are all left over from Fang Fan's recent battle.

When the black dragon disappeared.

Fang Fan felt that his realm had reached the peak of a saint, but he had not reached the super saint.

This made him frown.

Could it be that because my health is so good that this pill cannot directly raise myself to a higher level?

Forget it, although he has not reached the Super Saint, he feels that it is not that scary to deal with the unknown realm.

Now I can go to the eighth floor.

Then he swept out his divine thoughts and found that Yun Shang and others had not yet come out of seclusion.

He did not come out of seclusion but consolidated his cultivation.

On the eighth level, there have been few people who have come up since ancient times, especially those who are not in harmony with the four great gods, basically no one comes up.

The eighth level now is the four great gods who are controlling it, and they have the final say.

In recent years, the four great gods have been comprehending how to enter the ninth level, and have basically never cared about the eighth level.

And what they manage is their chief disciple.

The four chief disciples are Qiuyuan, the chief disciple of Yuanbai, the chief disciple of the original chief disciple Qingmanshuang, the chief disciple of the Tao, Luohong, and the chief disciple of Qingshan, Hu Shuang.

On this day, the eighth floor of the highest mountain, Yanxue Mountain, four people stood at the highest point.

Looking into the distance.

"How do you feel about the scenery here, three brothers?"

Qiuyuan looked at the setting sun and said calmly.

"Although it's good, I don't think it's half as high as the ninth floor."

Hu Shuang smiled and said.

"Haha, we probably won't have any chance on the ninth floor."

Qiuyuan's words made the other three stunned.

Luohong is a cold beauty, and every word she says is cold.

She glanced at Qiuyuan.

"Do you think that Fang Fan is coming, and we are nothing to do?"

Qiuyuan was not surprised after hearing this. Everyone knew Luo Hong’s cleverness.

"Yes, I've been paying attention to this person. It's a genius to be able to take a group of people from the first floor to the eighth floor in such a short time.

We are much better than we were back then, but we have been following our masters and the others on the eighth floor for so many years.

I think everyone must understand our progress, so I feel that Fang Fan came here to give us a head.

In the future, we can still follow the steps of the masters and go to the ninth level to be chic."

Qiuyuan didn't say anything, Hu Shuang said very unhappy.

Although the few people did not agree with Hu Shuang's words, they also felt that Hu Shuang was saying it well.

"Although that's the case, many things are hard to predict, so it's better to be careful."

"Be careful, when Fang Fan appears, I feel that everyone should not fight alone but to kill him with the power of thunder.

I feel like nothing is wrong.”

Hu Shuang suggested, but he should not agree to Luohong and others' arrogant personality.

But what surprised Hu Shuang was that Luohong was the first to agree. When the other two people saw Luohong agree, they immediately agreed.

It seems that Luohong attaches great importance to Fang Fan.

Just pay attention to it. Hu Shuang feels that this time he can complete the task assigned to him by his master.

As long as he kills Fang Fan, the old man Qingshan will reward him with a swordsmanship.

That was the blue shirt sword technique he had been looking forward to for a long time.

Then everyone left, leaving only Hu Shuang on it.

He did not leave at this time, as if he was waiting for something.

After a while, a man in black came over and said respectfully.

"Senior Brother Hu."

"How is it? Have those people from Fang Fan reached the ninth floor?"

"This? Brother, we searched all the ninth floor and didn't find him yet."

These words made Hu Shuang frowned.

"No, with Fang Fan's ability, he should have reached the ninth level now. Since he has reached the ninth level, it is impossible for you to find it.

Look for it carefully.”

"Yes, senior brother."

After saying that, he disappeared.

Hu Shuang wanted to leave when she saw that there was nothing to do here, but suddenly he felt a hole breaking open in the space next to him.

Then a man fell out.

At this time, the man was covered in rags, and no one was good. His aura was not very strong, and he obviously suffered a lot of injuries.

But at a young age, he reached the peak of a saint, which made him frown. It seemed that Fang Fan was the only person who reached such a state at such a young age.

Is this person Fang Fan?

Hu Shuang thought of this and looked at this person carefully.

This was a joy to see carefully.

It was Fang Fan, it was Fang Fan. OK, okay, it was Fang Fan. Now Fang Fan has suffered such severe injuries, and it should be very easy to kill him.

Thinking of this, Hu Shuang gave up the idea of ​​calling the other three.