Swish! One of the figures was erratic and almost unstuck.

As they waved their hands, several fireballs that were only bigger than their fists burst out from time to time, attacking the opponent in multiple ways.

Another person's body movement is even more ghostly, often popping up from incredible angles, holding a long sword with a flashing light, quickly slashing at his opponent.

The first person was forced into the corner of the ring by the sword light. When he slapped the storage bag, a blue-gray mesh magic weapon suddenly appeared, covering the opponent's long sword, and at the same time, the fireball in his other hand hit the opponent again.

Just as the fireball was about to hit the opponent, the latter slapped the storage bag, and a giant sword suddenly appeared in the sky, shattering the fireball racquet and flames splashed everywhere.

Fang Han, dozens of feet away from the audience, suddenly felt an urgent wave of heat coming, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Secretly frightened.

This is just the impact of the fireball after it shatters. If you face the fireball directly, your power will be even more incomparable.

The two continued to fight in the ring.

There were hundreds of people watching around the ring, and there were cheers from time to time.

Fang Han silently quit the crowd.

The two people on the stage didn’t have a high level of cultivation, which was the third or fourth level of Qi training.

But whether it is fighting experience, means, body skills, magic attainments, and mentality, they are far superior to you.

The reason why he was able to kill Zhao Peng was purely unexpected, and the other party did not attack him, but wanted to seize the reason why he was tortured.

Anyway, it was very lucky.

As the saying goes, earning spirit stones is not the purpose, the purpose is to help practice and improve your strength.

Don't put the cart before the horse.

Return to your own courtyard.

Fang Han's soul left his body and entered the fairy palace cave.

He has not come in for about twenty days.

Once inside.

When I saw that one-third of the spiritual field was still gray.

Fang Han took out a hundred spirit stones from the storage bag and buried them all in the spirit field.

The moment the spirit stone was buried, the spiritual power was quickly extracted.

Then the one-third of the spiritual field began to turn black again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“It works!”

After confirming the guess in his heart, Fang Han was overjoyed.

Not long.

The entire spiritual field has recovered from black oil, and it looks like a colorful ray of light.

"As long as you can use spirit stones to replenish the field strength."

"Then you don't have to worry about the spiritual field going to fail."

"All the extra spirit stones are used for cultivation!"

Fang Han thought.

At the same time, I was also secretly grateful that the worst result did not happen.

The spiritual field can still be restored and used.

He looked at the cabin.

The severe pain of the soul tearing that day made him feel scared.

But after hesitating, he entered the cabin.

Entering a state of cultivation.

Just one day passed, the intense fatigue and tearing of the soul came again.

Fang Han gritted his teeth and swallowed a few magic pills directly.

The soul has recovered slightly.

He endured his fatigue and continued to practice!

But not long after, the power of the soul was exhausted again.

Swallow another handful of the magic pill and continue!

The frequency of swallowing the Huishen Pill is getting higher and higher.

Finally, when the recovery pill was exhausted, he had been practicing in the cabin for three days and nights.

And at this moment, he finally couldn't hold on anymore.

Fang Han thought, and left the fairy palace cave, fell asleep in his yard and house.

Two days later.

He woke up, and there was still a strong sense of fatigue in his soul.

"The God-Recovering Pill is just a pill used by monks in the early stage of Qi training to replenish the power of the soul."

"The grade is not high, especially the low-grade Huishen Pill has many impurities."

"If taken in large quantities, there will still be many side effects."

Either buy a higher-grade soul-type pill, but the price will of course increase.

He checked his cultivation status

I realized that I had reached the late stage of Qi training.

The three days in the Immortal Palace Cave Heaven are equivalent to three years of hard practice in the outside world, and the effect is even better.

The consumption of this soul is too scary and the sequelae is quite serious.

I dare not practice for a long time in it.

Moreover, after each time I come out, my soul is extremely tired. If there is an enemy on my side, it will be very dangerous.

"If there are soul-like exercises that can be practiced and improved the soul-soul power, then it should not be consumed so quickly."

Fang Han thought to himself.

At present, he has no martial arts skills.

His soul returned to his body, walked out of the courtyard, and headed straight to Xiancheng.

The square market covers an area of ​​ten miles.

This does not include stalls extending to the surrounding streets.

"Come and have a look. Hurricane Technique is sold at a cheap price, only twenty spirit stones!"

"It's so expensive, why don't you grab it?"

"This is expensive, the most common fireball technique costs fifteen spirit stones! If you want to buy "Giant Sword", "Wooden Arrow", and "Golden Bell Cover", wouldn't that be even more expensive!"

"Let's take a look. The Qi Recovery Pill is sold at a cheap price. The most common elixir used by monks in the early stage of Qi training is only ten bottles of ten spirit stones. Buy more and get more."

In the market, various hawking sounds were heard one after another, and it was very lively.

The market in this fairy city is much larger than the market in Heishui Town.

In addition to the stall owners who want to exchange items, there are more stalls that simply sell babies.

Selling everything is dazzling.

Fang Han stood in front of a stall selling magic weapons.

"The magic weapon was sold at a discount. There are all low-grade and medium-grade magic weapons. I have this medium-grade long sword magic weapon in my hand. You can take it away if only three hundred spirit stones!"

A middle-aged stall owner with the fourth level of Qi training was waving the long sword in his hand and shouting loudly.

Fang Han still had about a thousand spirit stones left on him. He planned to buy a book of soul-like martial arts and a handy magic weapon.

The original owner's black iron sword has been broken, and it is a pseudo-Magic weapon.

Now he is at the second level of Qi training, and he needs at least a lower-level magic weapon.

Generally speaking, only low-level monks will come to the market to buy magic weapons. When their cultivation reaches a certain level, they will go to large shops to buy more advanced magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and even customize them.

Fang Han's eyes fell on a streamlined long knife, and he couldn't help but squat down and checked carefully.

"This long sword is a fire-attribute magic weapon?"

He vaguely felt a sense of heat coming from the blade.

"Friends of Taoism's eyesight, this is the Red Flame Sword, a low-grade fire attribute magic weapon, and it is the best among the low-grade magic weapons."

The middle-aged stall owner held the long sword and injected his magic power slightly. Suddenly, a circle of red flames appeared on the blade.

"Fit for monks with fire spirit roots."
To be continued...