The Wanshe Temple located in Wanshe Mountain can be regarded as a relatively powerful foreign tribe among the Green Snake Clan.

If not for any other reason, it is because She Ye, the master of the Ten Thousand Snakes Hall, is at the pinnacle of the Star Sea Realm, and has even half-stepped into the Great Perfection of the Star Sea Realm of the Divine Bridge Realm.

With such strength, even within the Green Snake clan, he still has a high status.

This also determines that in the northern border of the Southern Territory, there are very few people who dare to show their strength.

Wanshe Mountain is quite steep and steep, and the peaks are shrouded in a thick layer of mist, from which occasionally the hissing sounds of snakes can be heard, which is horrifying.

The top of Wanshe Peak looks like it has been chopped off by a giant axe. On top of it, many buildings are hidden in the greenery, looming.

And the most eye-catching thing on the entire top of the mountain is the blue hall on top of the highest mountain.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen figures in the blue hall, and majestic auras filled the air, making the guards at the entrance of the hall a little frightened.

"Seventh brother's snake-patterned spiritual tablet is broken."

In the center of the main hall, there is a blue throne, and wrapped around the throne is a huge green python with thick thighs and more than ten meters long.

And in the coils of the giant python, a middle-aged man in a blue robe was leaning against the back of a chair. A pair of blue eyes slowly swept below, and a faint voice echoed in the hall.

His voice was not very loud, but it had a strong sense of oppression that made people dare not ignore it easily.

After saying this, the expressions of several old men under the main hall changed, and there was a touch of gloom.

They know very well about the snake-patterned spiritual monument that there is a trace of their soul imprints stored in it. If one day they unfortunately die, then the snake-patterned spiritual monument will also be broken into pieces.

If you put it this way, then Snake Seven... is dead!

"Brother, there are still people who dare to take action against our Ten Thousand Snakes Palace in Northern Xinjiang? Could it be those old immortals from the Yunying Clan? These days, because of the quota to protect the family, I heard that the Inner Clan is having a quarrel with them."

An old man in black clothes with two long green eyebrows said in a gloomy voice.

"I don't know at the moment. Didn't Seventh Lao say he went to Pingyang City to deal with his son-in-law's affairs this time? Second Lao to Lao Six, the five of you, please go and find out what happened. No matter who did it, even if it is really Yun Ying

I, the elder of Ten Thousand Snakes Hall, cannot be killed so casually." Snake Ye, who was sitting on the throne, said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, the five old men who were named immediately stood up and responded respectfully. Immediately, their bodies moved and turned into brilliance, flashing out and quickly disappearing.

As the five old men disappeared, the hall became quiet again. Sheye stood up slowly, waved his sleeves and robes, and suddenly there was a rumbling sound in the hall: "You dare to kill my brother here, you are really

How courageous are you? If we don't find him out, how can we face those old guys in the next clan competition?"

On the mountain top shrouded in clouds and mist, the space was undulating, and waves of fiery red and hot spiritual energy emerged rapidly, and then poured overwhelmingly into the body of the green-shirted young man sitting on the edge of the mountain.

Facing such endless infusion, his body is like a bottomless pit. No matter how much spiritual energy is poured into it, it never overflows.

Yang Ran has been in this state for two days since taking the Immortal Phoenix Fruit.

In the past two days, his body was as motionless as a rock. On the mountain peak, only the red spiritual energy vortex that was constantly rotating above his head made a low whistling sound.

In Yang Ran's body, the huge medicinal power of the Immortal Phoenix Fruit, wrapped in golden energy and supplemented by the refining of the Heaven and Earth Gods and Demons Art, continuously turned into surging true energy, flowing through the meridians like a river, and finally gathered in

The ocean of true energy in Dantian is endless and continuous.

Since the amount of spiritual energy needed to break through to the Xuanming Realm was too huge, after taking the Immortal Phoenix Fruit, Yang Ran swallowed several other high-level magical medicines one after another, and then continued to refine them, and so on, in a continuous cycle.

And in this constant absorption, another two days passed.

During these four days, Yang Ran devoted almost all his attention to absorbing the spiritual energy of the Immortal Phoenix Fruit.

And as he continued to absorb it, the true energy flowing in the meridians in his body gradually became more powerful.

Every operation brings almost endless power to the body. This feeling of fullness makes him have the urge to look up to the sky and roar.

Of course, this impulse was suppressed by him in the end. He knew that if he really shouted out, all his hard work would be in vain.

Time passed quickly between practices. On the mountain peak, it was still as quiet as ever. Ye Haochen had also sunk into practice, and the aura on his body gradually stabilized.

Occasionally, the Iron Corpse Puppet would suddenly raise its head and punch the mountain not far away from the mountain with its palm. The terrifying force shot out from the air, and finally directly hit a monster flying within a hundred meters of the mountain.

Turn into a ball of meat.

During this period of time, this mountain peak has almost become a restricted area in this mountain range. The monsters that have suffered some losses have also learned to behave a lot, and will stay away from it when passing by.

In this way, Yang Ran's breakthrough and Ye Haochen's healing progressed extremely smoothly.

Five days have passed, and Ye Haochen has woken up from his cultivation state. When he opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but be surprised.

The entire peak is filled with fiery red spiritual energy, and above Yang Ran's head, a huge vortex of red spiritual energy is constantly circling, sending vast and surging spiritual energy continuously into the former's body, causing the aura on his body to also

Quick upgrade.

"Almost..." A low murmur came from Ye Haochen's mouth, and his expressionless face also had a hint of expectation.

Finally, another two days passed, and in the early morning of the seventh day, there was finally a trace of movement in Yang Ran's practice.

The spiritual energy vortex above his head trembled slightly for a few times before slowly dissipating, and the fluctuating space around him gradually returned to calm.

Not long after the red vortex disappeared, Yang Ran's eyelids trembled slightly. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were simple and plain, as if he had just woken up, without any fluctuation.

The cultivation seal in his hand gently dissipated. Yang Ran slowly raised his head, spread his palms flat, and with a thought, the red spiritual energy flowing in the meridians suddenly galloped, and finally ran like a horse that had lost its restraint.

It exits the meridians and finally integrates into the body.
Chapter completed!