In an instant.
One hundred thousand alien corpses of heaven-defying levels emerged.
but.
The space of the retreat room also suddenly became larger.
When the Fengwang Palace was built, the stone materials used were naturally unusual.
Each room can be regarded as a relatively independent area. If necessary, it can be greatly changed without affecting the overall structure.
One hundred thousand divine corpses.
A mountain of them appeared in front of Zhao Fan.
Immediately afterwards, another hundred thousand divine corpses appeared!
Then another hundred thousand!
Gradually.
Five days have passed.
The sorting work was completed, and 2.91 million divine corpses were separated.
Zhao Fan had a thought.
Split the cave world into two.
The one under the lower god, on one side.
The lower gods, and those above, are on the other side.
Moreover, it is divided in units of one hundred thousand.
Zhao Fan looked at the huge corpse in front of him, resisted his impulse, and took them all in!
I had no choice but to avoid squandering it in case I didn’t have enough later.
Now the level of perfection is 1%, and there is still 4% room for improvement, which is equivalent to saving hundreds of thousands of divine corpses.
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"Retreat!"
Zhao Fan thought together.
The retreat room is restored to its original state.
…
Five hundred years.
Fleeting.
At this moment, the perfection progress of the Blood Sea Detonation has reached 3%.
Over the years, perhaps because of his worries and changes in mentality, he has been able to perfect it with unprecedented efficiency!
…
He went out to spend some time with his wives.
He stayed in seclusion for another thirteen hundred years.
The progress has reached 4.5%!
but.
Zhao Fan felt that the difficulty behind him made him feel bottlenecked.
Just like a flying insect in the window, you can see the vast sky outside, but you can only be trapped in a small room.
Have the attitude of saving what you can.
The third retreat lasted for nine hundred years.
this day.
"well."
Zhao Fan sighed.
In nine hundred years, not even an inch has been made.
It seems that Mi Jie is right. The number of people who can survive is only 5%, but that is only the highest record.
Four and a half percent should be my limit.
"It's time to use the alien corpses. There is no need to delay it any longer."
Zhao Fan shook his head and finally stopped insisting.
Anyway, the difference is only 0.5%.
next moment.
Expansion of the retreat space.
One hundred thousand divine corpses were neatly placed around him.
"Refining!"
Zhao Fan closed his eyes.
Refining begins!
Countless bloody threads emanated from his chaotic body.
At the end of each one is connected a divine corpse.
The flesh, flesh and bones of one hundred thousand divine corpses are constantly melting away.
What remains is the mystery of God!
A year has passed.
Those 100,000 divine corpses no longer exist, with no trace left!
One hundred thousand fluorescent lights of different colors float quietly in the retreat room.
It is as beautiful as the stars in the sky.
"Refining!"
Zhao Fan had an idea.
Those bloodshot eyes pulled the fluorescence back to his body.
at the same time.
He entered an epiphany state.
This time, it was different from the unconsciousness when the sea of blood detonated.
Zhao Fan's consciousness is fully in control of his every move.
Like an invisible guide!
He was deducing the prototype of the secret technique of detonating the sea of blood.
In just one breath, I wish I could break it into countless parts!
but……
What should pass will eventually pass.
Zhao Fan tried his best to grasp it and did not waste any moment.
The epiphany state is also over.
He looked at the progress of the Origin Secret Technique and curled his lips.
Seven point five percent.
The first time...it's a guaranteed 3%!
After Zhao Fan smiled bitterly, he took out another hundred thousand divine corpses.
…
repeatedly.
continued.
Twenty-nine years passed like this.
The epiphany that took twenty-nine breaths.
Of the 2.91 million divine corpses, only over 10,000 were left.
The perfection progress of Zhao Fan's blood sea detonation has reached 92.5%!
He almost cried!
What the hell!
Twenty-nine times of enlightenment, twenty-eight times is a guaranteed progress of 3%!
Only once in the middle did Ou Huang give 4% in one wave!
Plus the starting four and five...
It is still 7.5% short of being perfect!
"Am I unlucky, or is the mechanism of the original secret technique to achieve enlightenment through external forces too confusing?"
Zhao Fan was so angry that his teeth were itching.
According to this posture.
Even if Master Fisherman asks Lord Gu Shen to bring over the 200,000 heaven-defying Taoist corpses, the progress will probably still be 6%!
One point five to go!
Zhao Fan sighed and calmed down.
There is a huge difference between being perfect to the extreme and not being perfect, even if it is just a little bit different!
It cannot reach the power of the Lord of Light!
Zhao Fan tried to improve it himself again.
Less than a day.
Just gave up.
If at first I was like a flying insect isolated by a layer of glass, now I am like a flying insect separated by ten layers of bulletproof glass!
It’s simply not something that humans can do!
"Master."
Zhao Fan sent a message to the fisherman.
"Is it all refining?" the fisherman asked expectantly: "How is the effect? How many times has it exceeded the guaranteed lower limit progress?"
"once……"
Zhao Fan said depressedly.
"Huh? Just a one-time guarantee?"
The fisherman laughed, "That's great, perfect to the extreme, right? Come to Hanjiang Island to learn from each other."
"cough!"
Zhao Fan coughed and said: "Master, the guarantee was exceeded only once...and that time it was only 4%, and the others were all 3%. The current improvement progress is 92%. Point five.”
"..."
The fisherman was speechless for a long time, and then said: "I will contact the Solitary God Lord to study how to send out 200,000 Chaos Taoist Corpses without disturbing other God Lords."
"Master, it's better to do this."
Zhao Fan held his chin and thought: "Ask him where the corpses of the Heaven-defying Dao are kept, especially those in the hands of other gods. Maybe I can secretly sneak into Chen Cang and steal them back."
"Secretly crossing Chencang?"
The fisherman remembered that the other party went to Jiajue Divine Realm and stole Shi Qi back.
He nodded and said: "That's fine. Moreover, even if your current combat power does not reach the power of the Lord of Light, you can still go head-to-head with those who have touched the threshold of the second realm, although it may not be solved for a while. , but there are treasures such as the Saint-Destroying Needle, so when it’s time to withdraw, I’ll kill a mid-level alien god lord to help my master.”
After hearing this, Zhao Fan's eyes lit up!
yes!
Why didn't he think of that!
Now in terms of strength, it is definitely enough!
He even has the Saint-Destroying Needle in hand!
Together, it is not impossible to kill the alien god master head-on!
It is completely possible to sneak into the divine realm and try to carry out beheading and assassination! ! !
