"Ding! Congratulations to the host for learning the subdivision of the Heavenly-level top-grade martial arts, the Barbarian King's Power Skills, and his proficiency is zero."

I carefully studied the contents of the entire jade slip, and then the cold system prompt sounded in his mind.

"This Barbarian King's Power Art is a top-level martial art." Hearing the system's prompt sound, the Barbarian King's Power Art practiced by the Dali Sect was actually a heaven-level martial art. Although he mastered a broken article, it was better than any of the martial arts he practiced. According to the records on the jade slip, the broken article of this Barbarian King's Power Art can be practiced to the Death Realm. Now he is only at the ninth level of the violent aura realm, and it is still far from the Death Realm. It has been enough for him to practice this Barbarian King's Power Art for a long time.

"This Barbarian King Power Art is a method to strengthen the bones of the body. With the tempering of some spiritual medicines and herbs, the body will be stronger and the power of a dragon can be stronger. The power of a dragon is a huge force of one million kilograms. If a million kilograms of huge force is against ordinary death-death cultivators, if you don't pay attention, you can punch him." After carefully combing the Barbarian King Power Art, Fang Yan's ancient Jing Wubo's eyes flashed with excitement.

He has collected some spiritual medicines and herbs that assist in the cultivation of the Barbarian King's Power Technique. He relied on the medicine to slap his body and was confident that he could achieve a small success in a very short time. The Barbarian King's Power Technique practiced to achieve a small success is the power of a dragon, with a huge force of millions of kilograms of power, which can compete with the powerful people in the Death Realm. In conjunction with his wind transformation body technique, this Barbarian King's Power Technique is another ultimate killing weapon.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host's top-grade martial arts, Barbarian King's Power Skills, for its proficiency +10." Fang Yan moved his muscles and bones, stretched his waist. Then the cold system prompt sounded in his mind.

"Hey, no. This Barbarian King's Power Art is not just about relying on spiritual medicine and spiritual herbs to nourish the body. I just simply stretched my muscles and bones, and the proficiency of this Barbarian King's Power Art increased by ten points. Can you increase your proficiency by just keep exercising?" The cold system prompt sound rang in Fang Yan's mind, and a bold idea emerged in Fang Yan's mind. In this way, this Barbarian King's Power Art is a skill tailor-made for him. For the Barbarian King's Power Art, which the disciples of the Dali Sect cannot break through in any difficulty, he can only exercise his muscles and bones and break through during exercise.

Fang Yan moved a few more times in the mine, while observing the increase in the proficiency of the Barbarian King's Power Art. What surprised Fang Yan was that although this Barbarian King's Power Art was a top-level heaven-level martial art, it was easier to practice than some earth-level and human-level martial arts. The proficiency obtained by intense exercise and walking back and forth was different. It was like Fang Yan attacking the surrounding rock walls and hitting hard. He increased his proficiency by 100. However, walking back and forth in the cave only increased his proficiency by 5 points. The contrast is so great that it is 50 times different. If he explodes with all his strength in the battle, the gap will be even greater.

"Haha... He is a martial art tailored for me from the Dali Sect. I must get another martial art." Feeling that the proficiency of the Manchu King's Power Technique has increased by 5,000 points, Fang Yan couldn't help laughing.

The Barbarian King's Power Art can continuously increase proficiency in actual combat, and Fang Yan has also lost his ability to continue practicing and improving proficiency. Instead, he will practice with all his strength to increase the character's experience value. Time is tight, so he must reach the innate realm as soon as possible.

Time passed by like flowing water. On the twelfth day when Fang Yan learned the Barbarian King's Power Art, Fu Qingxuan and Xia Nishang both went into seclusion for nearly a month before they woke up quietly.

Xia Nishang and Fu Qingxuan recovered. This was undoubtedly a great joy, but Fang Yan felt helpless. What made him angry was that Fu Qingxuan's white hair could not recover to the black color he used to be.

"Qingxuan, how do you feel?" Fang Yan asked Fu Qingxuan.

"I'm fine, my injuries have healed, and my cultivation is at the seventh level of the innate realm, just like Senior Sister Xia. Fang Yan, have you broken through to the innate realm?" Fu Qingxuan couldn't help but hear this.

"It's not yet. I'm still at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Violent Aura Realm. It won't take long to break through to the innate realm." Looking at Fu Qingxuan, whose face was as white as paper, without any blood, Fang Yan felt a pain inexplicably. Fu Qingxuan had not recovered. She was forcing her to smile. When he just woke up, he heard Nicholas Ting, a strong man from the Yin-Yang Realm, saying that Fu Qingxuan had only ten years to survive. Although the spiritual marrow was against the will of heaven, it was not enough to treat Fu Qingxuan's injuries and allow her to recover completely.

After nearly a month of cultivation, Fu Qingxuan only re-suppressed the yin energy in her body and consolidated her cultivation level.

"Hehe... I am a cultivator at the seventh level of the innate level. Fang Yan, you are only at the ninth level of the violent aura realm. Let me protect you well from now on." Fu Qingxuan seemed to have not seen the worry in Fang Yan's eyes, and she couldn't help but laugh.

"How can this be done? I will protect you if you want to protect me!" Fang Yan's machismo broke out and he couldn't help but smile.

"We have been here for almost a month, and I don't know what's going on outside." Xia Nishang said suddenly when she heard this.

Since everyone's injuries have recovered, the next thing is to go outside to find out the situation. You can't stay here for the rest of your life.

"Well, it's time to go out and find out the situation." Fang Yan nodded, then collected the human-cannibal ghost vine transformed by the vine demon soldiers in the cave, and then walked out of the cave.

"I am a wise and handsome, handsome, handsome and great master. You can calculate it. If you don't come out, you won't see your wise and powerful little black." As soon as I reached the entrance of the cave, Fang Yan saw a black shadow rushing towards him, followed by a tide of flattery.

"What's wrong? Who hurt you so much? Xiaohua." Looking at Xiao Hei, who was covered in bruises, Fang Yan took out a drop of spiritual marrow and took it, and then asked in a cold voice.

"I am wise and martial, handsome, handsome, handsome and great master. In recent days, more and more human monks have entered the Demon Bear Ridge, and more and more people are mining the mining veins. This place is an entrance, which naturally makes many people envious. If you want to occupy this place, Xiaohua and I refuse to do so, so naturally we will inevitably have a big battle. There are too many battles and so frequent battles, so Xiaohua and I can't handle it." Xiaohei took a drop of spiritual marrow, and everyone was full of energy, and then he looked at Fang Yan with a eager look.

"Since we have come out, it's better not to want this mine cave. If anyone wants to grab it, let him take it away." Fang Yan frowned and followed Xiao Hei, Fu Qingxuan, Xia Nishang and the others out of the mine cave.

Under Fang Yan's order, Xiaohua also stopped chasing the enemy, and then the three men and two beasts gave up the cave.

"Have you heard that the Xie family of the Evil Prince's Mansion issued a reward. If someone caught Fang Yan and Fu Qingxuan, the murderer who killed Xie Gongzi Xie Bufan, would reward the top 100,000 yuan." After giving up the mine, Fang Yan took Xiao Hei and Xiao Hua. The three of them didn't go far, and then they heard several monks from the violent realm gathered together to talk about something!

"A hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones are one billion bottom-grade spirit stones. If only I could catch Fang Yan and the others. I would never make so many spirit stones in my life!"

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Chapter completed!