The sky became darker and darker in Yang Ran's memories of dusk, night began to fall, and the bright moon gradually hung high, but it could not stop Yang Ran's heroic ambition.

In his previous life, Yang Ran was the strongest martial artist on earth, bar none!

His power makes all heroes fear him! His madness is known to the whole world!

In this life, he will also become the strongest warrior in the world and fight happily in this vast world!

Ordinary warriors at the fourth level of the Houling Realm generally only have the power of the Five Leopards.

The so-called power of a leopard in Yunxiao Continent refers to the force of a random grab of a cheetah in the deep forest, which is about a hundred kilograms.

Yang Ran's qualifications were reversed into a perfect body, possessing the power of ten leopards, twice the power of ordinary warriors.

In other words, Yang Ran's casual blow can reach a thousand kilograms, and his strength can carry a tripod.

However, Yang Ran was not satisfied, his ambition was very big, very big... No, it should be said that his ambition was lofty, and the power of the Ten Leopards was not enough to make him feel that this was the most solid foundation for the fourth level of the Houling Realm.

He thinks he can be stronger!

Because it is said that in ancient times there was an ancient warrior named Ba.

When Ba was in the fourth level of the Houling Realm, he had astonishing divine power, with the strength of sixteen leopards.

Its power is so strong that it can cut across a river with just one strike, which is extremely terrifying!

There was a bright light shining in Yang Ran's black eyes. Immediately, his eyes turned and fell on the heavy black iron sword.

When Yang Ao and Yang Ran joined the Yunxiao Sect, they solemnly handed this heavy black iron sword to Yang Ran, and specifically told him some things.

In Yunxiao Continent, weapons are divided into five levels: mortal, spiritual, divine, emperor, and heaven. Each level is divided into upper, middle, and lower grades.

The Black Iron Heavy Sword is a low-grade spiritual sword. A low-grade spiritual sword. Looking at the entire Han Dynasty, it is definitely a rare treasure. If it is thrown into the rivers and lakes, it will cause a bloody storm.

Therefore, Yang Ao's boss specially told Yang Ran that the world was dangerous and not to be exposed to others easily, so as not to cause disaster.

If an ordinary soldier wants to become a spiritual weapon, he must ask a formation master to carve formation patterns so that he can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, thereby turning the ordinary soldier into a spiritual weapon that can cut iron like clay.

For example, the formation pattern of the Xuantie Heavy Sword is the third-order formation drawn by the formation master worshiped by the Yang family a hundred years ago - the gravity formation!

The reason why Yang Ran focused on the Black Iron Heavy Sword was because he thought of a good way to lay a solid foundation for the physical body.

The technology in the previous life was very advanced, and technology could be directly used to change the pressure intensity of the earth's gravity on the warrior's body to achieve the effect of body refining.

So, can he use the gravity pattern on the Dark Iron Heavy Sword to increase the intensity of gravity's pressure on the physical body?

Yes! You must try it!

Having made up his mind, Yang Ran grabbed the heavy black iron sword and stared at the mysterious patterns on the blade, his mind sinking into his dantian.

After a while, Yang Ran's dantian suddenly heard waves of surging sounds like waves.

After that, Yang Ran slowly placed the Black Iron Heavy Knife on the wooden table an inch away from the palm of his hand. The huge zhenqi in the meridians poured into the Black Iron Heavy Knife crazily like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

In the blink of an eye, the surging true energy in Yang Ran's dantian became empty, not even a hair was left!

Yang Ran's face suddenly turned a little pale, and he felt a little depressed because he had just recovered the energy he had consumed when fighting Zhang Hu, and now it was gone again!

But before he could continue to be depressed, suddenly the pattern engraved on the black iron sword emitted a dark blue fluorescent cover, and gray air flowed on its surface.

Then a powerful force of heaven and earth came out from the blade of the Xuantie Heavy Sword and enveloped his whole body, and the overwhelming force rushed towards him like a mountain bearing down on him.

Yang Ran's thin body could not withstand the sudden strong gravity, and with a "plop!", his body fell forward.

Bang!

Between the lightning and flint, Yang Ran's conditioned reflex of practicing martial arts for many years in his previous life caused him to stretch out his hands like lightning and grasp the ground tightly. His Optimus Prime-like hands supported his entire body steadily.

But, this is not over yet!

Double gravity, twice gravity, triple gravity...

As gravity continued to strengthen, the pressure on Yang Ran's body became stronger and stronger.

Furthermore, although Yang Ran was lying on his stomach, the pressure of gravity on people came from all directions, which also meant that gravity exerted high-intensity pressure on all parts of the body.

It felt like there were countless pairs of iron pliers clamping tightly around Yang Ran's muscles, bones, skin and flesh. The pain was heartbreaking, so in this kind of practice, one must endure the pain.

And Yang Ran is indeed persevering, but the level of pain is far from the pain of practicing hard in a volcano under thunder and lightning in his previous life, let alone the tear he suffered when he changed his fate against the will of heaven.

Compared to the pain of the soul.

It is no exaggeration to say that this kind of pain is a piece of cake for him!

The gravity of space continues to increase until it reaches five times the gravity, and then it no longer increases.

This kind of gravity has reached the limit that Yang Ran's body can reach. If the gravity is strengthened, Yang Ran's body will collapse and his body functions will be damaged, thus consuming his life potential.

Yang Ran was able to use the gravity formation engraved on the Black Iron Heavy Sword so appropriately to refine his body. It was undoubtedly the spirituality of the Black Iron Heavy Sword that played such a great role.

However, Yang Ran, who has always been calm and cautious, did not realize this.

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Everything changes from quantitative to qualitative changes.

As time passed and the body's energy was consumed, Yang Ran's body began to approach the limit of the human body, and the skin all over his body gradually trembled slightly. A large amount of sweat continued to flow out of the pores and fell, pattering like raindrops, wetting the ground.

Yang Ran's spotless white clothes were soaked with sweat, and he looked as if he had just been fished out of the sea.

However, even though his face was red and purple, the veins on his forehead were exposed, he was panting like an ox, and looked very embarrassed, his eyes were still as clear as water, and his expression was calm and calm, which was amazing.

As half an hour passed, Yang Ran suddenly became tongue-tied and shouted: "Ha!"

The sound was like thunder, with some strange frequency that spread and vibrated in the air, causing Yang Ran's whole body to tremble, and a sound like thunder came out.

Immediately, a new force continued to pour into Yang Ran's limbs and bones, like spring rain watering green buds, driving away Yang Ran's fatigue and awakening Yang Ran's physical potential.

Yang Ran's body, which had been gradually tilting towards the ground, suddenly moved upwards, and his two arms were like steel pillars tightly tied to the ground, like the roots of an old tree.

A trace of joy gradually crept up Yang Ran's immature but somewhat tired face. He had broken through the limits of the human body.

Every time the human body's limit is exceeded, the warrior's physical strength, power, and even his martial will will be greatly improved.

However, Yang Ran was not excited for too long, and his face returned to calm.

A small success was not enough to make him dizzy.

The long night outside the window, the moonlight is like water, casting endless silver light, shrouding the huge Biyun Sect under a silver mist.

Time in the house is constantly flowing away like water.

A long time passed, and another intermittently heard thunder. I don't know if it was four, five, or five thunders.

But under the hazy moonlight this night, an outer disciple of the Biyun Sect seemed to vaguely hear the sound of five cocoons breaking.

It's like on this unnoticed night, a caterpillar that has sealed itself in a cocoon because of others' ridicule and ridicule is working hard to break out of the cocoon, just for the day when it turns into a butterfly and flies. (To be completed.
Chapter completed!