Chapter 172: Breakthrough in the Middle Stage of Zhanzong

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Chapter 172: Breaking Through the Middle Stage of Zhanzong

Xueyue Imperial City, where the imperial palace is located, in a magnificent palace, a young man was reading with a book, suddenly, a voice came from outside the door.

"Report to Your Highness the Third Prince, Zhang Luan asks to see you."

Looking through the door and window, two vague figures could be vaguely seen.

"Come in." The young man said lightly, his eyes still staring at the book in his hand.

With a creak, the door opened, and a figure walked in, while another retreated respectfully.

"My subordinates pay homage to the third prince." A middle-aged man suddenly knelt on the ground with a plop, trembling slightly, and forced himself to calm down, saying: "My elder brother is dead!"

Hearing this, the young man trembled slightly with the book he was holding, then slowly put down the book in his hand, turned around slowly, and a delicate and handsome face appeared in front of the middle-aged man.

The young man has sword eyebrows and star eyes, rich as jade, exuding the majesty of a superior invisibly, his eyes are as deep as the sea, making people impenetrable.

This person is Xue Yulong, the third prince of the Xueyue Dynasty, the person who is most likely to inherit the throne of the Xueyue Dynasty in the future.

"How did you die?" After a while, the third prince Xue Yulong spoke, his tone still very calm.

"Killed by one person!" The middle-aged man didn't dare to look at the third prince, and then described the events of that day in detail. From the beginning to the end, Xue Yulong didn't say a word, and his expression was calm.

"Third prince, we saw him again outside the imperial city today. This man is full of murderous intent and ruthless in his attacks. Coupled with his Treading Xue Wuhen combat skills, it is very likely that he is from Xuelou." Middle-aged The man took a deep breath.

"Is it Xuelou?" Xue Yulong finally showed some changes on his face, as if he was lost in thought, the middle-aged man didn't even dare to breathe.

"You don't want to show up for now, I will deal with it at this time, you go down." Xue Yulong waved his hand, as if lost in thought, the middle-aged man retreated respectfully.

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Xiao Fan and his party found an inn to stay, Xiao Jin and Nian Nian had a great time playing together, after Nian Nian fell asleep, Xiao Fan explained to the fat man, and took Xiao Jin out of the room.

Soon, one person and one beast appeared outside Xueyue Dynasty again, Xiao Fan sat cross-legged on the snow, and soon entered into a state of meditation.

The Endless Battle Art quietly started, holding a few fifth-level soul crystals in his hand, above his head, a black shadow floated, frantically absorbing the soul crystals in his hand.

Waves of majestic power seeped into Xiao Fan's meridians, and traces of sharp sword energy emerged around his body.

After cultivating in the inner courtyard of Shenfeng Academy for a few days, his cultivation has been stuck at the peak of the early stage of the Zhanzong Realm. After more than a month of experience, there is a faint tendency to break through the middle stage of the Zhanzong Realm.

The so-called initial peak and mid-term peak are called peaks when there is only a thin layer of paper away from the next realm. Once this thin layer of paper is pierced, one can enter a higher realm.

After more than a month of polishing, the soul power in Xiao Fan's body finally reached a peak. It was possible to break through two days ago, but it has been suppressed by him.

At this moment, his soul power is full, and without using the fifth-order body refining liquid and soul quenching liquid, it is impossible to make any progress. It is meaningless to stay in the early stage of the Zhanzong state, so he chooses to break through.

With the soul power spreading all over his body, Xiao Fan also frowned, the breakthrough in cultivation base would expand the meridians accordingly, and what followed was an extremely painful process.

Xiao Fan used the Endless Battle Art with all his strength, one Zhou Tian, ​​two Zhou Tian, ​​and the few five-level soul stones mentioned were running out. Xiao Fan took out several soul crystals and millions of low-grade soul stones without hesitation. stone.

The soul power contained in low-grade soul stones is very thin, but he has only the last few fifth-level soul crystals left on him, and the lack of soul stones can only be used to make up for it.

The night of Xueyue Imperial City, under the reflection of white snow, was like daytime. Xiao Fan was afraid of disturbing others, so he deliberately found an extremely remote place.

With a cool breeze blowing, Xiao Fan's soul power swelled, and a majestic momentum swept away in all directions.

After a few breaths, within a range of tens of feet centered on Xiao Fan, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly stirred, and a gust of wind blew up in the void, changing like a wind and a cloud.

The soul crystal in his hand and the soul stone around him are shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into hurricanes of soul power, circling along Xiao Fan, and slowly turning into a vortex funnel, like a tornado, roaring, Roar.

Seeing this, Xiao Jin who was not far away couldn't help growling a few times, showing a hint of fear.

Hurrah!

The heaven and earth spiritual energy roared, the soul power screamed, the ice crystals in Xiao Fan's four directions flew out, and the ice on the ground melted even more quickly.

"Hey, someone is breaking through!"

A scream came from a distance, but the figure gradually moved away, and the aura emanating from Xiao Fan's body made the other party feel a little scared.

Xiao Fan's face was like water, and he was very calm all the time, but when the surrounding aura and soul power storm shrank towards his body, waves finally appeared on his face.

"Break it!"

Xiao Fan roared, like a dormant real dragon roaring, there was a booming sound in his body, and the rolling soul power rushed in all directions like a flood breaking a bank.

Xiao Fan's face was extremely red, and the blood in his body completely boiled.

"boom!"

With a bang, as if some kind of shackles had been pierced, a berserk aura emanated from Xiao Fan's body and rushed in all directions.

"Ka Ka Ka ~" The ice on the ground shattered, and the cracks rushed in all directions like spider webs.

On the surface of his body, golden flames were burning, and his whole body exuded a brilliant golden light, with a majestic appearance, and swords of soul power shot out from his body, piercing through the void, making sharp and ear-piercing sounds.

The crazily running of the Endless Battle Art guides the torrent of soul power in the body to wash over every inch of meridians.

Ten Sundays!

Twenty Sundays!

After a full forty-nine weeks, the aura in his body finally calmed down, and a smile finally appeared on Xiao Fan's face.

"After more than a month, I finally broke through to the middle stage of the Zhanzong Realm. It's really not easy. No wonder Mo Lao said that the further you go, the more difficult the breakthrough will be." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, he was not satisfied with his current cultivation.

Breaking through the middle stage of Zhan Zongjing, and the later stage of Zhan Zongjing, the peak, and this is still not his ultimate goal.

Zhanwang, Zhanhuang, even Zhandi, that is the realm he yearns for.

"Huh!" Xiao Fan let out a breath of turbid air, and the surrounding wind slowly calmed down and returned to calm. The fifth-level soul crystals in his hand and the millions of low-grade soul stones all disappeared completely, and those impurities turned into powder and dissipated in the air.

"It seems that it will be very difficult to break through with fifth-level soul crystals in the future, and the soul power contained in low-grade soul stones is also very thin, so you must use middle-grade soul stones for cultivation." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and revealed a bitter smile on his face.

He finally understood a sentence, the poor follow literature, and the rich follow martial arts. If you want to reach a higher level, it is impossible to rely on the aura of heaven and earth without sufficient resources.

"Roar!" Xiao Jin came to Xiao Fan's side with a low growl, also happy for Xiao Fan.

"Let's go, it's time to go back." Xiao Fan looked at the already pale sky and walked towards Xueyue Imperial City with his head held high.