In his sea, infinite liquid elves gathered in his dantian, flowing along the meridians like clear springs, filling the spiritual ocean like a stream.

Fang Aquan's Longhai has been expanded to a certain extent and become more vast. The influx of countless souls has given his lunhai a little upward. To fill the entire Sea of ​​Wheel, one needs a spirit like the sea. So this is also the reason why Fang Aquan did not make any breakthrough later.

The breakthrough of the Golden Gallbladder period requires endless spiritual energy, and most of the spiritual energy is higher than that of the earth. This is not enough to maintain Fang Quan's breakthrough, so he has been looking for the eyes of spring in spirit, but this kind of thing is very rare and cannot be seen everywhere.

After about half a day, Fang Aquan sat quietly on the ground. The elves in the pool kept whistling and pouring down from above his head.

Fang Aquan entered the white-hot stage, with green and yellow intersecting, sometimes hot and sometimes cold, and the spiritual liquid vaporizes and solidifies due to the sudden change in temperature.

The inspiration of light refraction formed a beautiful rainbow bridge around Fang Aquan. The solid inspiration was as crystal clear as black ice. It was attached to Fang Aquan's half-length hair, covered with a thick layer of ice, which looked like dust.

The cold color floated everywhere, and the cold wind came from nowhere, stopped beside him and stole the frost from his black hair. The ice crystals were broken, scattered in the air like fine powder, and the snow-white salt was scattered in the air, which was so beautiful.

But Fang Quan knew nothing about this.

"It seems like it will take a long time-"

At this time, a dwarf like him came from Fang Aquan's sea of ​​gods. At this time, this little man with the same spirit reflected a colorful color. It looked very beautiful. Since he obtained the first chapter of the "Tao Sutra", the spirit of this little man has the same dignity as Fang Quan's original one.

The first step for the little god man was to walk from the sea of ​​Fang Aquan to the sea of ​​Lunhai in Dantian. The vast Longhai had been absorbed for a day, and at this time it could only reach one tenth of its height.

The little man sighed and accelerated Fang Quan's speed of absorbing foreign spirits. At this time, Lingling whistled and circled on Fang Aquan's head. The spiritual realm on Fang Aquan's head was also constantly expanding.

The blue spiritual spirit is intertwined into a circle, like thick dark clouds covering the earth.

Only the blood was black, staining his clothes, and suddenly, it was even more embarrassing.

This is the great filth in his body, which is forced by dragon blood.

Fang Aquan coughed up blood and suddenly felt refreshed and refreshed. For a while, the bones creaked, the lines were softer and more masculine. Just like a newborn, he had no time to rest, although the bones had been completed. However, he still did not concentrate the golden elixir.

Telephone-

He exhaled.

In an instant, the Dantian was like a thunderstorm on the sea, with endless aura boiling and rolling. At the end of the sea, there was a small vortex in the center.

The vortex constantly rotates and absorbs the surrounding halo. It slowly expands, eventually spreading from the vortex that is invisible to the naked eye to the entire ocean.

roar,

The vortex gathers a large amount of aura, which is absorbed by the vortex and is then pressed into the bottom by the vortex.

The vortex continued to expand, and the sound rolled like thunder, coming out of Fang Quan's body, and his body kept trembling slightly.

At this time, the halo in his ocean was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was because a large amount of aura was compressed, thus making room.

The huge infinite vortex is like a huge mouth. People choose to devour it. It swallows the infinite aura and is still expanding.

I don't know how long it has been. The halo of Fang Aquan's Wheel has disappeared, and these halos have not disappeared. They are only compressed by vortexes and then sank to the bottom of the sea.

"not enough!"

Fang Quan closed his eyes, frowned, and whispered.

At this time, between heaven and earth, infinite spiritual energy gathered into his body like a tide.

The spiritual energy in the small world is sucked into the wheels of the sea and then compressed, forming a reciprocating cycle.

After a long time, Fang Aquan slowly opened his eyes.

“The last step is to start.”

All the previous ones were done to condense the golden elixir, and that moment was the ending!

"get up!"

At this time, a complex handprint suddenly appeared on his hand. As the fingerprints continued to be produced, Fang Quan's knowledge was also consistent with his body movements.

After the fingerprint was completed, Fang Aquan became very strong.

From his God, the magnificent voice of the "Word" sounded loud and shocking.

The loud sound oscillated on the ocean of the wheels like a yellow aluminum clock. When the sound appeared, all the wind and waves suddenly stopped in the sea.

Fang Quan's heart was slightly shocked. He did not expect Taoism to be so magical. At the critical moment when he made a breakthrough, he helped him shake his heart.

You must know that when you break through, your mind is unstable, you can easily fall, you will fall into the devil's kingdom, but you will die.

At this time, Taoist classics helped Fang Quan Yaolun, which was even more powerful for his breakthrough.

He slammed shut, and the vortex that almost occupied the entire ocean began to shrink. Finally, under Fang Aquan's witness, the vortex was finally half smaller.

When the vortex becomes smaller, the viscosity in Fang Aquan wheel is like a ball of slurry, gathering with the vortex.

The halo made a squeaking sound, becoming more viscous.

The sound is endless, and it sounds like a firecracker.

At this time, Fang Quan's eyes seemed particularly solemn. This was the most critical moment. Success and failure at this moment determined whether he could enter the golden age.

The vortex becomes smaller and smaller, but a large amount of internal aura is squeezed out, and the huge pressure generated is not autocratic, and even the vortex stops shrinking.

At this time, Fang Aquan had to concentrate this large amount of liquid aura into a golden gill. At first glance, this may be a very simple thing, but at this time only Fang Quan knew the dangers.

When the vortex concentrates to the original percent diameter, there is a sign of gradual stopping.

"Give me the condensate!"

As soon as Fang Aquan saw the vortex, he immediately screamed. The gods suddenly rushed out, and the vortex contracted.

The so-called "One drum is crazy, the second drum is weak, and the third drum is tired." If the vortex stops shrinking at this time, it is almost impossible for Fang Quan to want to move it again, so he directly starts to grab it.

Driven by the knowledge of the gods, the vortex moves again.

Crunch-

The sound of firewood, like the firewood door for thousands of years, has been quietly pushed open. It sounds like someone gnawing bones and slag at night.

This is the sound of the compressed aura in the vortex.

At this time, his forehead was cold and wet, and his face gradually changed.

565

The solid halo is also slowly shrinking.

Of course, this process is very difficult. This is even more difficult than the previous step. The halo of this era is already very stable. What Fang Aquan has to do is to infinitely compress these halos, but this is the entire sea and aura.

Fang Quan's heart is very dignified, because at this time his god was under endless pressure, and his consciousness also expanded at this time, becoming as tight as a silk thread, as if it would break when touched.

Crunch-

His knowledge is like a rope pulled up, and he can also hear a burst of pain.

Fang Quan frowned. He could feel the halos shrouded on the gods constantly fighting because they were compressed to the extreme, and it was very difficult for Fang Quan to continue compressing.
Chapter completed!