Yin Yang and He Jing destined that the more beautiful the goddess, the more nourishing she would be.
But Jiang Fan still felt that another method would be the best.
"Let's take it one step at a time. At present, I have cultivated the Four Extremes Secret Realm to perfection. If I can break through to the Dragon Transformation Realm again, I can continue to the hinterland of the restricted area..."
After Jiang Fan admired the beautiful body of the female saint, he began to devote himself to practice again.
In fact, most of a practitioner's life is spent climbing the avenue, which is very boring overall.
Fortunately, Jiang Fan cultivated quickly, otherwise he would have been forced to practice in seclusion for a long time, and he would rather cultivate slowly and fail.
I stayed in this mountain range for about seven or eight months.
The Taoist Patriarch, who had been searching for nearby treasures of heaven and earth, suddenly returned one time and actually brought back a treasured garment.
This really surprised Jiang Fan for a moment.
"Finally I have clothes to wear. I don't have to be a primitive anymore. Tears~. Hey, this treasured garment still has warmth. Could it be that the ancestor took it off on the spot? It has a human breath..."
Jiang Fan touched the blue robe in his hand. It was indeed a treasured robe, but something didn't feel right when he touched it.
This blue robe actually still has warmth.
And Jiang Fan sensed the human vitality from it.
Suddenly his eyes narrowed.
"Master Patriarch, where did you get the treasured clothes?"
Jiang Fan felt that things might not be that simple.
Immediately cast the Dao Heart Planting Demon Scripture to search the memory of the Taoist ancestor.
For those who are implanted with demonic seeds, all five senses will be invisible to the eyes of the caster.
Under his observation, the situation suddenly became clear.
"I see. It seems like a guest is coming. It's a big deal. Let me, Jiang Fan, go meet this group of reckless intruders."
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Jiang Fan unknowingly changed his view of the ancient restricted area.
In the past, his view was that others could come to him as long as they didn't mess with him.
But as his strength grew, he began to regard the ancient restricted area as his own territory.
Ahem!
Only outside the depths of the restricted area.
After all, he has three great desolate slaves, and he has the fighting power of a saint.
This capital has absolute say no matter who it faces in the outside world.
The so-called strength increases ambition.
Jiang Fan also has a dream of occupying the penalty area.
That is to say, he is not too strong yet.
Otherwise, you have to fight into the forbidden area and become the real master of the forbidden area.
At that moment, he led the three desolate slaves towards the group of intruders.
Ancient restricted area.
It was in a large mountain about a few hundred miles away from where Jiang Fan was.
There is a group of monks numbering about dozens of people.
The leader among them is a slender young man in black.
This young man's body is filled with a layer of radiance, and he has the double shape of a crane and a snake. Behind the young man's back are intertwined into a divine picture of a snake capturing a crane, or a crane playing with a snake.
The young man's eyes were narrow and arrogant. He was currently in front of a group of people, staring into the depths of the restricted area.
"Holy Son, this ancient restricted area is really too dangerous. Let's not rush into it this time. If you want to experience it, just find some ferocious beasts to temper yourself."
Next to the young man in black, there was an inconspicuous old man.
The old man was also dressed in a black robe, which even covered his head. His pale hair was floating out of it, and his aura was unfathomable.
Although he didn't show it deliberately, looking at the awe of the Taixuan Ancient Sect disciples behind him, he knew that this man must be a big shot in the ancient sect.
"Mr. I am familiar with the terrain of this ancient restricted area."
The young man in black is the holy son of the Taixuan Ancient Sect. His cultivation level is at the second level of the Dragon Transformation Realm. He is also a well-known peerless genius in the outside world, surpassing his contemporaries.
"Is the Holy Son saying this to participate in the Genius Hunting Competition in half a year? At that time, all the major hidden ancient tribes in the Eastern Wilderness and many ancient religions in the Holy Land will come out. Geniuses will gather together to compete for the title of the strongest Genius in this ancient restricted area!"
Hearing the words of Saint Taixuan, Elder Xuan's tone condensed slightly, and he actually felt a bit of appreciation for the younger generation.
"Mr. "
Saint Taixuan smiled proudly and looked at the heart-stopping thick fog deep in the restricted area.
Although the ancient restricted area has long been a taboo among monks.
But for the genius contest that will be held by the various masters of the Eastern Wasteland half a year later.
How could Taixuan Ancient Sect remain indifferent?
Saint Taixuan believed that he had unparalleled combat power. As long as he did not enter the truly forbidden area and was protected by a half-saint, he was confident that he would be able to figure out this area.
After all, the genius competition half a year later was a restricted area for hunting.
This is the tacit approval of the masters of the Eastern Wasteland. Perhaps some big shots see that the restricted area has been silent for a long time and hope to test the bottom line of the restricted area.
In the ancient restricted area, everyone is greedy for the treasures of heaven and earth.
If it can be pushed a step further, it will be enough for many old antiques who are approaching the end of their lifespan to break through their bottlenecks and enter the highest realm.
"It's okay. The Holy Son is the new star of our Taixuan Ancient Religion in the future. I will naturally help you with all my strength. However, there is still an inexplicable force in this forbidden area. Many people from our ancient sect have been separated. I don't know what the fate will be..."
The black-robed old man Xuan nodded and then warned.
The Taixuan Ancient Sect has gone deep into this place.
It has already crossed the outer area of the penalty area.
During this period, they encountered waves of ferocious beasts, ancient remnant formations, and even attacks from desert slaves.
But they were all repelled by Shengzi and Xuan Lao.
Therefore, this group of people now has the confidence to go deep.
It's just that as a half-saint, Mr. Xuan always felt that his group was being targeted.
Feeling vaguely uneasy?
"Hmph, another desert slave has appeared. The Holy Son is waiting here. I will deal with it..."
At this moment, Old Xuan's consciousness moved, he sensed the approaching crisis in advance, and said to the Holy Son Taixuan next to him.
As the protector of Saint Taixuan, he has the obligation to protect his safety.
"Could the Huang slave that Mr. Xuan mentioned be the one we met before?"
However, Saint Taixuan stopped Mr. Xuan, narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Exactly, hum. There are many desolate slaves in this restricted area, and they are widely distributed. However, our Taixuan Ancient Sect is located on the edge of the restricted area and has already figured out the characteristics of these monsters. Each area has specific desolate slaves, and other The desolate slave will not come across the region. The route we are taking, this desolate slave is only at the Dragon Transformation Realm. If it were not for its immortality, I would have killed it long ago."
Elder Xuan didn't think much and explained to Saint Taixuan.
In his words, he seemed not to care about the wild slave.
"Since it's the Huang Nu from before, let me, the Holy Son, fight this time. I've heard for a long time that Huang Nu is very strong at the same level, comparable to a genius, so I, the Holy Son, will overpower this Huang Nu and show off my Taixuan power!"
Saint Taixuan asked Elder Xuan.
"This..., Huang Nu has desolate energy. If it is contaminated, it will be difficult to kill..."
Mr. Xuan's tone was low, thinking about the harm.
