This promotion is very different from the previous five-turn and six-turn.

When these imperial seals continued to merge into Fang Chen's body, he found that the bones in his body were covered with a faint golden light.

The improvement of immortal essence has become a secondary factor, and the increase in the strength of the sword body has changed drastically.

From the initial double, five times, ten times, dozens of times, to the final increase of more than a hundred times, it was only slower.

When the sword body was about to reach its limit, Fang Chen's Nine Heavens Xuanpin Yuanshen had a more mysterious change.

The phantom of the candle dragon wrapped around the body and the phantom of the candle dragon trampling under their feet are becoming more and more solid.

He always thought that the Yan Junling, who could not be used here, began to pour yin longevity into the nine heavenly mysterious soul.

a thousand years.

Hundreds of thousands of years.

Million years!

Countless Yinsheng is constantly poured on the nine heavenly mysterious vine soul.

Make its strength stronger even more visible to the naked eye.

ten times!

hundred times!

The sound of Forgetful River flowing seemed to be heard in Fang Chen's ears.

For a moment, he felt like he was sitting in the depths of the Forget River, surrounded by the Forget River water flowing and stirring.

His left eye was shining with the light of the divine pupils.

His right eye was shining with the brilliance of the immortal eyes of the beginningless fairy eyes.

For a time, all kinds of "skills" he had studied were constantly improving with his promotion.

As if I felt something, the Eighteen Luotian Prison Tower suddenly flew out and pierced three inches above Fang Chen's head.

Then there was the sin mace hidden by Fang Chen in the Nine Heavens Xuanpin Yuanshen.

Then there is Yan Junling.

These three ten treasures in the underworld all showed gray light at this moment, and they had some strange connection with the Nine Heavens Xuanpin Yuanshen.

...

...

"Come again!"

Wang Chongsong suddenly woke up and attacked Lingdaochun again. If nothing unexpected happened, he was easily knocked out by Lingdaochun again.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

Once, twice, three, four times.

I don’t know how many times Wang Chongsong never supported even a single move in Lang Daochun’s hands.

"this……"

Fang Cangyou looked strange: "I thought the boy of the Wang family could at least support three or two moves..."

"It seems that the ancestor overestimated him."

Fang Ding subconsciously said.

Fang Cangyou glanced at him and said lightly:

"It's not that I overestimated him, but that I underestimated this guy."

He pointed to Liandaochun:

"If the limit has not been broken, there are probably not many people who can beat him in the Nine Turns."

"Why...I'll give it a try?"

Fang Ding whispered.

Everyone looked strange. Square tripod was the first step to break the limit, and they didn't stay in this realm for a long time. But even so, if he fought with a nine-turn, he would feel like bullying the small with the big one.

"It's good that this is the chance. This time, let all the masters of the Fang clan see how powerful the Nine Turns of the God clan are."

Fang Cangyou nodded gently.

Wang Chongsong and Lang Daochun could both hear their conversation.

"Forget it, I'm not your opponent."

Wang Chongsong grinned, although there was a smile on his face, a hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Only by knowing how strong the gap between you and the gods is can you know what despair is.

"Actually you are not weak."

Liandaochun looked serious:

"I am a top student among the gods. According to my observation, your strength is infinitely close to the weakest gods.

But their supreme bones have to be much more than you."

Infinitely close to the weakest gods' rank?

Is this comfort or...

Heartbroken...

Wang Chongsong waved his hand in a leisurely manner and left the martial arts field.

The next moment, Fang Ding walked into the martial arts field and bowed to the corridor and smiled:

"I don't know if I fight with you, it's considered to be bullying the small ones by the big ones, so if you don't want to, I'll leave."

"It's okay, I'm here to ask someone this time. If I fight with you, the masters of the Square clan can have a better understanding of the supernatural powers, then it's a favor first."

The corridor smiled.

"Then... I'm welcome."

"Come on."

This time, Wang Chongsong became an audience.

Only by becoming a bystander can he clearly realize how terrifying Kang Daochun's methods are.

With his Nine Turns, when facing the square tripod with the power of breaking the limit, he was able to achieve the first five hundred moves equally, while the last five hundred moves showed a slight decline.

The battle between the two was dazzling, and a kind of magical power was constantly used from the hands of the two.

At first, Fang Ding still had some spare strength, but when he found that he was unable to take down the corridor, he gradually used all his strength.

"The top talents of the gods can break the limit with the Nine-Turn Battle. If such an existence is promoted to a saint in the future, it should be the forefront of all saints."

A sigh appeared in Wang Chongsong's eyes, and his confidence that he had not been beaten up by Lian Daochun increased a little more.

But it's just a few points.

He felt that he could not compare with the human race.

"Let's just take the Flame Clan, the Vajra Clan and others as their opponents, but let's forget about the God Clan."

Thinking of this, the winner has been decided in the martial arts stadium.

Ling Daochun was panting and stuck on the edge of the martial arts field, and was stopped by the barrier force. Otherwise, he had just been beaten to the martial arts field by Fang Ding.

"The power to break the limit cannot be overruled."

The corridor calmed down and his face showed emotion.

As soon as he finished speaking, a completely different aura suddenly appeared on his body.

"The power of breaking the limit?"

Everyone was stunned.

I saw that the aura of Lingdaochun had already broken through the limit of the Nine Turns.

This shows that the opponent took a critical step in the fight with Fang Ding and entered the realm of breaking the limit!

"Fight again!"

Lang Daochun's eyes were full of fighting spirit. Although he was defeated by the high-level just now, he was still a little dissatisfied. Now that he was promoted, how could he miss such an opportunity?

"good!"

Fang Ding was also fearless and chose to fight without hesitation!

After ten moves, Fang Ding directly smashed the barrier of the martial arts field and fell in disgrace in front of Fang Cangyou.

"this……"

Fang Ding looked embarrassed, got up and patted the dust on his body, wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the corridor Chun with a faint look:
To be continued...