In a mountain range near the border in Yan State, Ye Fan was sitting cross-legged on a stone to regulate his breathing.

At this moment, not far away, there was a mess, the trees collapsed, the ground was bumpy, and more than a dozen corpses were lying in a pool of blood.

Obviously, a fight just happened here.

In just a few days, due to external news, Ye Fan had to fight several times almost every day.

Often, when he encounters a cultivator with a level similar or slightly higher than one or two levels, he will end up in person, and when he encounters someone with too high cultivation, he will directly kill him with a billion soul banners.

It is precisely because of these repeated battles that Ye Fan's cultivation began to stabilize at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, his combat experience and combat power began to increase continuously.

"Huh~"

Ye Fan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, felt himself, and then said to himself: "Fighting is indeed the fastest way for people to upgrade. Now, I can start to break through the second level of the Taoist Palace, but the source stone in my hand is not enough."

Suddenly, Ye Fan thought of something and laughed in silence: "If it really doesn't work, I will sell myself. After all, I am worth ten thousand kilograms of source stone!"

However, although Ye Fan was laughing and speaking, there was a strong murderous intent hidden deep in his pupils.

"What immortal heritage, what ancient imperial clan, sooner or later, I will step on you all under my feet."

Although Ye Fan has been wandering around the wilderness these days, he has not come into contact with those cities.

But he was not ignorant of these news from the outside world.

With the help of soul searching, he obtained a lot of news from the enemies he killed.

Especially when he first heard that he was rewarded with 10,000 kilograms of source stone by the three immortal heritages, his eyes were even green and he wanted to sell himself in exchange for source stone.

After he broke through to the secret realm of the Taoist Palace, he realized why even the holy land said that it was extremely difficult to practice the holy body.

Because every breakthrough requires many source stones, such as his current cultivation level in the first level of the Taoist Palace. If he wants to break through to the second level of the Taoist Palace, he needs a thousand kilograms of source stones.

Ye Fan himself speculated that if he wanted to break through to the third level of the Taoist Palace, he would even need tens of thousands of kilograms of source stones. In the fourth level and fifth level of the future, he still didn't know how many source stones he needed.

Although there were a lot of seizures on him, the source stones in them were too rare.

He only has more than 150 kilograms of source stones on his body now, and one hundred kilograms of source stones were obtained from Yaoguang Holy Land before.

"This source stone is really bad. It seems that I still need to study in the bookstore more. Anyone who obtains some magical pills in the book can help me break through my own cultivation."

Ye Fan thought to himself.

Suddenly, he frowned and looked into the distance.

There was a stream of light flying towards where he was, and in just a few breaths, it was approaching.

"I didn't expect that this time I came quite quickly. I just don't know which secret realm this person is."

Ye Fan was thinking that the convenience had come close.

The person who came was a gray-haired old man, but his face did not look old. Instead, he was like a baby, rosy and smooth. Even though he was far away, Ye Fan could still feel a strong pressure from the other person.

The old man looked cold and asked in plain words: "Are you the Holy Body Ye Fan?"

"Yes, I'm Ye Fan."

Ye Fan replied, asked the other party, and said, "I don't know which family you are from?"

"Old old man Ji Changyun."

The old man introduced himself, and then said proudly: "Ye Fan, hurry up and surrender, follow me back to the Ji family. As long as you fight with my Ji family's divine body and don't die, my Ji family can save your life!"

"Elder Ji family? In this way, the other party is a cultivator from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm."

Ye Fan muttered in his heart and said to Ji Changyun with a arrogant look on his face: "Old man, I think you should come down and kneel down for me. I may not be able to let you go if I am in a good mood. As for your Ji family's divine body, it would be fine if you don't come to provoke me. If you dare to come, I will kill him!"

"Ha! Since you are unwilling to accept my kindness, I will capture you back with my own hands today."

Ji Changyun sneered, stretched out his right hand, and slapped Ye Fan in the air.

The palm as big as a palm fan hit the virtual space, causing the airflow to collide violently, making a thunderous sound.

Ye Fan flashed and wanted to leave the opponent's attack range.

"Hmph! Still want to run?"

Ji Changyun, the elder of the Ji family, snorted coldly, turned his palm into claws, and grabbed Ye Fan from the air.

Suddenly, an illusory big hand condensed and grabbed Ye Fan.

On that big hand, there were countless mysterious patterns permeating, and it also exuded a very powerful void power.

Under the influence of this power of void, Ye Fan felt a sense of oppression coming from his body, making him unable to move at all, and seemed to be able to let the other party capture it.

"Is this the elder of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm?"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and as soon as his mind moved, a three-meter-high banner was summoned by him.

He held the banner in his hand and waved it gently, and immediately countless black air surged out. In the black air, countless souls appeared and emitted a shrill roar.

In addition, there were also thirty-six souls with purple gold in their bodies, which flashed to Ye Fan. Each of them emitted a strong wave of soul power on their bodies.

As soon as the one billion soul banners appeared, the illusory hand immediately disintegrated, and the void blockade it emitted also dissipated at this moment.

Ye Fan did not hesitate at all, and retreated, entering the black fog that covered the sky and the sun, hiding his own traces.

"What a baby!"

Ji Changyun exclaimed, with a hint of greed and passion in his eyes.

As an experienced elder of the Ji family, he could naturally see the extraordinaryness of the soul banner.

"Kill me!"

Ye Fan's voice just came out, and the thirty-six purple gold souls revived instantly.

In an instant, extremely terrifying soul power fluctuations emanated from the bodies of the thirty-six purple gold souls. A fierce soul power storm soared into the sky, sweeping the storm of wind and clouds around.

At this moment, even with Ji Changyun's concentration, his face changed.

"This... these are actually the souls of thirty-six cultivators with equal strength as those of dragon transformation."

While Ji Changyun burst into screaming, the heat and greed in his eyes became stronger.
Chapter completed!