"Ten thousand clones, I guess this is not realistic. What I can do now is to condense a few more clones. Even if it cannot reach the number of ten thousand, there will be a thousand hundred clones. Accelerate cultivation in the Fire Mansion for thirty times, which is also a good choice. Unfortunately, you cannot enter the Fire Mansion here, otherwise it will be even more perfect." Fang Yan cleaned up his thoughts, put aside the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, and then couldn't help but say to himself.

As he realized the true meaning of wind, his speed increased greatly, and the half-step golden-winged roc in the Yin-Yang realm could not threaten him at all. He did not kill too many golden-winged rocs at once. It was not that he was unwilling to do it, but that it was a ten-year period, which was not short or long. Although Fang Yan was confident that he could stay in this inheritance tower for ten years, he had to hurry up and improve his cultivation in these ten years. At present, the best way to improve his cultivation is to condense a few more clones. In the future, whether it is cultivation or enemies, it will be beneficial to him. Isn’t it that I fight for more people? Fang Yan can do it too.

In this way, Fang Yan had the motivation to work hard. Every day, in addition to fighting with the Golden-winged Phang, he quietly realized the picture of Kun Fish turning into Phang and supporting the Nine Skyscrapers. Whenever he seemed to have some enlightenment, he would devote himself to the battle.

After a year of unremitting efforts, Fang Yan now has nine clones. Now, the Golden-winged Roc, which was fighting Fang Yan, has been upgraded to the real Yin-Yang realm.

"This clone, with my current strength, can only condense nine clones. Is this my limit?" After Fang Yan condensed nine clones, when he condensed the tenth clone, Fang Yan found that whenever he was about to succeed, the clone would disappear inexplicably. Otherwise, with his strength, it would take a year to condense one clone. In half a month, he should condense twenty-four clones now, but at this moment he has only condensed nine clones, and these nine clones are already his limit.

"But then again, it's good to have these nine clones. When the secret realm of life and death is over, I will check more knowledge in this area to see if I can condense a few more clones." Fang Yan made up his attention, and the clones were involved in the battle, and the deity was experiencing Kunpeng's extreme speed, or practicing in seclusion.

In a blink of an eye, Fang Yan has been in Dapeng Ridge for three years. In these three years, Fang Yan's growth can be said to be a thousand miles a day. He is now using the Wind Transformation Body Technique, and his speed is beyond the reach of the Golden-winged Roc at the early stage of the Yin-Yang Realm. In these three years, he has figured out the transformation of the main body and clone by himself. With just one thought, his clone can blend with the main body, thereby avoiding his fall.

As the strength of the Golden-winged Roc encountered by Fang Yan reached the middle stage of the Yin-Yang Realm, Fang Yan found that his clone's strength was a little unable to keep up. These clones could only help him restrain the enemy, and most of the battles depended on the deity.

"What's the situation? Isn't there a wave of golden-winged roc at the peak of the mid-stage Yin-Yang Realm with ninety-nine heads? Why did a golden-winged roc at the late-stage Yin-Yang Realm appear?" Fang Yan trapped a golden-winged roc at the circumference and did not kill it, and used to delay time. However, before Fang Yan could kill the golden-winged roc at the peak of the early-stage Yin-Yang Realm, the other end exuded a strong pressure. The strength reached the peak of the ninth-stage Yin-Yang Realm with great perfection appeared in Fang Yan's sight. Fang Yan's brows were unconsciously frowned.

"Does this invading Golden-winged Roc have time limits? In this way, I try my best to delay time. In the end, I have to face the Golden-winged Roc in the supernatural realm." Fang Yan killed the tied Golden-winged Roc, and then he fought with the Golden-winged Roc at the peak of the ninth level of the Yin-Yang Realm.

At this moment, Fang Yan has been in Dapengling for five years, and the situation has been under his control, but at this moment, the situation has become a bit rigorous.

When the first golden-winged roc, which is at the peak of the ninth level of Yin and Yang Realm, appears, then a large number of golden-winged rocs appear in his vision. At the end of each battle, he only has half a stick of incense to rest.

The powerful golden-winged roc was constantly invested in the battle. Fang Yan's understanding of the true meaning of wind basically did not help him in his current battle. If he hadn't tried his best to protect his nine clones, two would have fallen at this moment.

"No, I must speed up the speed of Kunpeng, otherwise I will not be able to hold on for ten years." The Golden-winged Great Pluto at the peak of the ninth level of the Yin-Yang Realm was coming, and Fang Yan's eyebrows were replaced by a hint of suspicion. The Golden-winged Great Pluto was higher than his strength, and it was very difficult for him to fight.

"Kunpeng is the darling son of the wind. He is born with the wind element, which makes him extremely fast in the world. Wind is the embodiment of airflow, and I should integrate into the wind. The golden-winged roc drives the airflow in the flight. This is the embodiment of wind." Fang Yan felt while fighting. At this moment, he seemed to be integrated into the wind, and his speed did not speed up much. He avoided the attack of the golden-winged roc in a dangerous way.

With this discovery, Fang Yan felt that he had integrated into the wind. He had collected all the nine clones into his body. He began to wander among the golden-winged roc in the peak of the ninth level of the Nine-Head Yin-Yang Realm.

Fang Yan was fighting and found that he had turned into a swimming fish, the wind was water flow, and the attacks of the golden-winged roc could be realized through the air flow around him, thus avoiding the opponent's fatal blow.

Fang Yan realized in a meditation that Fang Yan discovered a problem, that is, he did not kill the golden-winged roc at the peak of the ninth level of the Yin-Yang Realm. He would not see too many golden-winged rocs in a year, but when the one year expired, the golden-winged roc that surrounded him reached the terrifying nine hundred and ninety-nine heads, and each end was the strength of the ninth level of the Yin-Yang Realm.

Faced with the sudden appearance of a large number of golden-winged rocs, Fang Yan was not only fighting but also fighting. The 999 golden-winged rocs were immortal, and the golden-winged roc in the half-step life and death realm would not appear. However, the way to delay time can only be to make Fang Yan persist for a year. Once a year passes, he will face the 999 golden-winged roc in the half-step life and death realm. This makes the golden-winged roc that Fang Yan encountered rolling bigger and bigger like a snowball.

Fortunately, when Fang Yan completed the S-level mission, what he was most afraid of was this kind of group battle, killing one end and the other. In the group battle, his lethality was stronger, and he had a new understanding of Kunpeng's extreme speed.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Fang Yan has been in Dapeng Ridge for nine years. In these nine years, he has lived a hellish life. If he hadn't had nine clones, he would have fallen in Dapeng Ridge long ago. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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