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Chapter 662: Condensed Clone

"The true meaning of wind? The speed is permanently blessed ten percent." Hearing the cold system prompt sound, a light flashed through Fang Yan's pupils. With the true meaning of wind, will there be the true meaning of fire, the true meaning of water, etc.

This breakthrough greatly increased Fang Yan's combat effectiveness, especially in dealing with the pursuit of the Golden-winged Roc, which was undoubtedly a timely rain. At this moment, even if he encountered the Golden-winged Roc at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Death Realm, he would not be chased like a dog that was strayed all day long.

"Volcano Wrath!"

With the blessing of ten percent of the speed, Fang Yan shouted loudly, and the fury of his own magical powers and volcano was instantly blasted out. During these three days, he felt extremely aggrieved and wanted to explode all of these flat-haired animals.

As Fang Yan's loud shout fell, the golden-winged roc was swift down. He had the golden-winged roc at the extreme speed, but when Fang Yan's speed increased by ten percent, he could not avoid Fang Yan's killing move. The reason why Fang Yan was angry enough to escape in a panic was not that they were too strong. What they were powerful was only speed and had no advantage of speed. When facing Fang Yan's killing move, they were as fragile as a native chicken and a tile dog. Fang Yan's explosion, with the sound of a booming explosion kept ringing, and within less than a cup of tea, the sixty golden-winged rocs that were attacked in the realm were killed by Fang Yan.

"The golden-winged roc is not very powerful. Apart from the proud speed, the others are worthless." Fang Yan killed the sixty golden-winged rocs that he was in the future. He did not have too many scars on his body, and there was not much consumption overall. Such golden-winged rocs are coming to deliver vegetables to him.

In fact, Fang Yan's understanding was somewhat biased. It was not that he became stronger and these golden-winged rocs were too weak, but that these golden-winged rocs were weak themselves. At the peak of the ninth level of the Death Realm, he was at the seventh level of the Yin-Yang Realm. At the seventh level of the Yin-Yang Realm, it was so difficult that it was enough to show that Fang Yan had become weak. With Fang Yan's cultivation and his combat power, even the golden-winged rocs in the Yin-Yang Realm, he had the capital to kill them in seconds.

Time flew, and when Fang Yan recovered his injuries, the sixty-three golden-winged roc turned into golden clouds and swept through the sky.

"The sixty-three golden-winged roc will only increase three times." Looking at the divine thought of Jin Yun Fangyan sweeping from the sky, he found that the golden-winged roc that came in this time had increased three times.

After Fang Yan understood the true meaning of wind, his speed increased by 10%. Although he could not see anything, he was often dealing with these Golden-winged Rocs in the Death Realm, and in the end he was delivered to him.

In the next period of time, Fang Yan fell into endless killing every day. No matter how many of these golden-winged rocs were killed, there would be a large number of golden-winged rocs again without a single incense stick. Each time the increase of three heads and three heads seemed to be in a state of nowhere.

Out of caution, Fang Yan did not kill all the golden-winged rocs with thunder and lightning when a large number of golden-winged rocs appeared. He would leave a few delays, and he had to stay here for a long time. He would use these ten years to increase his cultivation.

Ten years is not a boring killing of the Golden-winged Great Phang for ten years. If he wants to obtain the Kunpeng secret technique, he still has a three-s extreme and a five-s level mission has not been completed. The cultivation level of the seventh level of the Yin-Yang Realm is not enough. He must hurry up and improve his cultivation level to the peak of the ninth level of the Yin-Yang Realm.

"The 99-headed golden-winged roc in the Death Realm is the most numerous. Although the golden-winged roc that appears at this moment is only one, it does give me a sense of danger. This must be the golden-winged roc in the Yin-Yang realm, but it may also be the golden-winged roc in the Yin-Yang realm." Looking at the golden-winged roc that appeared in the sky, it is just one. Instead of the ninety-nine heads before, a hint of understanding appeared on Fang Yan's face. In the future, he will kill these invading golden-winged rocs. He must grasp a certain degree. He cannot kill too hard at once, attracting other more powerful golden-winged rocs.

"This is a golden-winged roc in the half-step Yin-Yang realm. This golden-winged roc in the half-step Yin-Yang realm is much stronger than the previous golden-winged roc. However, it is still within my tolerance range, and it explodes by 80% of its power, and it should be able to kill it." Fang Yan fought with the golden-winged roc bird, and he immediately realized that the seemingly powerful golden-winged roc was not what he guessed. The Yin-Yang realm's strength is only half-step Yin-Yang realm's strength, but this golden-winged roc is also difficult to deal with. If this time it appears not one end, but ninety-nine heads, it would be dangerous.

The golden-winged roc in the Yin-Yang realm was fast enough, twice as fast as the previous Golden-winged roc in the Death Realm. Fang Yan found that his speed was not enough to see it. He had to speed up to understand the true meaning of wind and increase his speed. In this way, he would be qualified to protect himself in the Yin-Yang realm and the Life and Death realm in the future.

"No, this half-step golden-winged roc in the Yin-Yang realm cannot be easily killed. My strength is not enough to face too many half-step golden-winged roc in the Yin-Yang realm." Fang Yan realized that his situation was not good. The half-step golden-winged roc in the Yin-Yang realm will kill more and more. One day, it will become a real golden-winged roc in the Yin-Yang realm. At this moment, he has only been in the eighth level of the inheritance tower for nearly a month.

"How can we delay time?" Fang Yan's brows frowned unconsciously. This was very critical in the early stage. This was the golden time for his rapid growth in Dapeng Ridge. Once he missed it, even if his understanding was against the will of heaven, he would not be the opponent of the Golden-winged Dapeng in the supernatural realm. If he wanted to grow, he would need enough time.

"I'm really stupid enough! I can condense a clone! The clone is not as strong as the original deity, but it's better to delay time?" Suddenly, Fang Yan had an idea. He thought that someone could condense a clone when he was in the Death Realm. At this moment, he was also at the seventh level of Yin and Yang Realm to condense a clone, which was even easier.

To understand this point, Fang Yan suddenly burst out all his cultivation and killed the invading golden-winged roc in the Yin-Yang realm with a thunderous force. Then, he would have a rest time for an incense stick. During this incense stick, Fang Yan was enough to condense a clone.

“It’s time to start.”

Fang Yan sat cross-legged in the same place and began to deal with the injuries on his body. When he adjusted his state to the peak, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, then muttered to himself, and arranged a set of array flags to protect his body around him, and then began to condense a clone. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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