Fang Ping did not dare to leave so much wealth value, and soon began to condense the immortal material group again.

A group of 1,000 yuan is worth 10 million points of wealth.

This time, Fang Ping was cruel and directly condensed 50 regiments!

At this moment, the wealth value instantly dropped to just over 100 million.

"There are 70 immortal matter groups, 70,000 yuan of immortal matter!"

Fang Ping shook his head. He was an eighth-level and fourth-level warrior, and his immortal substance only cost 35 yuan.

After such a calculation, the immortal matter that I have condensed is comparable to the total of 2,000 eighth-grade high-level warriors!

An eighth-grade warrior or a third-grade warrior can only condense 1 yuan in a month.

When you reach the peak of the eighth level, it will be a little faster, and you can have about 2 yuan a month.

Fang Ping is not sure about the ninth-level realm.

But it’s probably not too much, 5 yuan a month is considered too much.

Those at the extreme peak level may not be too slow. Once they reach the extreme peak level, they can recover their mental power very quickly and their strength is extremely strong. It is possible to recover a hundred yuan square meter in a month.

"A peak-level expert can restore a hundred yuan of immortal material in one month, but if he wants to condense 70,000 yuan, it will take 700 months and 60 years!"

Fang Ping was even more sad!

60 years!

Lao Zhang and Li Zhen combined, it took less than 60 years for Lao Zhang and Li Zhen to reach their peak. Speaking of which, even if these two people don't use immortal materials to forge their bodies and consume some to recover and save some every month, they still don't have their own

many.

"These newly promoted top players are all poor, but it's hard to say for others! The top players in Zhenxing City have been at the top for a long time! Even if these people use a lot in their own cultivation, they can still save some."

Fang Ping suddenly thought of a problem. Those veteran Jue Ding might have stored a lot of immortal matter.

Of course, they need to practice themselves, and sometimes there will be battles. Fighting together will consume a lot of money.

But the pinnacle of Zhenxing City has been around for at least 300 years.

Saving 100 yuan of immortal material a year is considered a small amount. After so many years, you still have a few thousand yuan worth of belongings, right?

"It's hard to say...these elites are capable of fighting. A few thousand dollars can't stand the cost of a single battle."

Fang Ping shook his head again. For example, War King had killed a true king in a previous battle, and he was also seriously injured.

Unsurprisingly, in order to recover quickly, the King of War probably spent a lot of the immortal material he usually saved.

In these extreme situations, I will not allow myself to remain injured for too long.

"So from this point of view, even if the time in the extreme peak state lasts longer, I'm afraid it will still be a poor thing. After all, the stronger you are, the greater the consumption will be. If you want to temper your body to be stronger, at that point, you can't do it without less indestructible matter.

"

Fang Ping seriously doubted that even if all the people in the extreme peak realm on earth were put together, would they have as much immortal matter as him?

"Seventy thousand yuan is comparable to the 3,000 years of cultivation at the eighth-level peak level!"

Fang Ping calculated the accounts again and murmured in his heart: "General eighth-level cultivation cannot reach the ninth level of the Golden Body, which is closely related to the immortal material. The gap is too big. On their own, they may not be able to practice until death.

There are so many immortal substances to temper the golden body."

"But I am different. I have so much immortal material. If my mental power keeps up, I will definitely be able to cultivate to the eighth level and the ninth level of forging a golden body!"

Fang Ping didn't know how much immortal material it would take to reach the eighth level and ninth refinement, but it would definitely be no less.

Ordinary eighth level, that is really cultivating to death.

Even if there are Juedian elders in the family, they will not use their own immortal material to give their descendants to cultivate the golden body. Juedian himself is short of it, so how can he have so much immortal material to give to others.

"Old man Li uses Qi and blood to cultivate the golden body. The Qi and blood are easy to recover. I use immortal matter to cultivate the golden body. I also have a lot of immortal substances... Put it this way, in today's world, there is no one who can cultivate the golden body to the top level.

, it’s just me and Old Man Li?”

Fang Ping licked his lips. What kind of power does the eighth-grade and ninth-grade forged gold body have?

Really want to try it sooner!

It’s so difficult to practice, so it’s not too weak, right?

Between the Eighth Grade and Nine Forgings, and those who are strong in the Origin Dao, who is stronger and who is weaker?

To understand the original path, Fang Ping has no clue.

Fang Ping felt that such a difficult job was not suitable for him. If he wanted to improve his combat power, the first thing he should do was to improve his golden body to be more reliable.

"Am I proving the truth with my strength?"

Fang Ping suddenly thought of a term. Ninth-level people take the path of understanding the path. He has practiced martial arts for too short a time, and he is still confused about the martial arts path. He is already an eighth-level high-level martial artist, and he is still like this. I'm afraid

Once you step into the ninth level realm, you may not be able to get out of the original path quickly.

Then he is a weak ninth grade!

Weak at the ninth level... Fang Ping felt that it was too embarrassing for him to be a weak at the ninth level. He might as well continue to cultivate the golden body. There was no need to enter the ninth level and be abused.

It is what he should do when he is in the eighth-level realm and abuses the ninth-level realm.

After thinking about it, Fang Ping suddenly sighed, what are you thinking about now?

The most urgent task is to find a way to leave Tianzhi City.

If you don't leave, it will be really difficult for you to leave.

King Maple and the others are back, which is a big trouble. After all, they are their own grandsons, how can they not notice any abnormality at all.

…

It's dawn!

Earth calendar, November 15th.

On the night of the 2nd, Fang Ping entered the cave.

At this moment, it has been almost half a month since Fang Ping entered the cave.

On the 6th, Lao Wang and others entered the place where the king fought. It has been 10 days now.

Yuhaishan.

Zhang Tao looked into the depths of Yuhai Mountain from afar, his eyes were profound.

That kid, you stayed here for a long time this time!

Half a month!

There's been no news for half a month, so they won't be found out, right?

Half a month is not a long time for ordinary warriors. There are people who have stayed in the caves for decades. Some ninth-level powerhouses sit in the caves and have not left the caves for decades. That is not the same person.

But for this guy Fang Ping, it was really a long time.

Mie Tianmen City, go to the Boundary Realm, and defeat the Forbidden Catacombs...

Fang Ping has never stayed in these places for too long.

Zhang Tao was just thinking about this, when in the distance, a figure came from the sky, not from the outside world, but from the restricted area.

Zhang Tao glanced at it and his eyes moved slightly. Is there a situation in the land of war?

Soon, people arrived.

"I've met King Wu!"

The visitor is an acquaintance of Fang Ping, Wei Yong, the head of the Wei family in Zhenxing City.

When Wei Yong saw Zhang Tao, his eyes were complicated.

Zhang Tao smiled and said: "Master Wei, are you on duty this time at the King's Battle Ground?"

"yes."

Wei Yong responded, his eyes becoming more complicated. He stood opposite Zhang Tao and paused before saying: "King Wu, next time students from Wuhan University enter the place where the king fights... can you give us a month's notice in advance?"

Zhang Tao said nothing.

Wei Yong sighed: "King Wu, it is not easy to cultivate some juniors in Zhenxing City. We can't stand the trouble. If we continue like this, there is no way. Last time Fang Ping came here, in those days, the juniors of Zhenxing City in the land of Wang Zhan were just passing by.

The suffering is unspeakable.

They can't kill Fang Ping, they are just taking it out on others and hunting us down everywhere.

This has just stopped for a few days..."

Wei Yong didn't want to speak anymore, with a bitter look on his face, "Oh my god, please don't come from Wuhan University!"

It's been hundreds of years. Although Zhenxing City has fought a lot in the land of kings in the past hundred years, it can't be like this!

Zhang Tao coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Master Wei, let's get down to business. What's going on?"

Only then did Wei Yong remember this incident and sighed: "Wang Jinyang and others entered Wangzhan's place ten days ago. Fang Ping didn't come, so we thought it was okay and didn't notify the people inside to evacuate.

Who knows... who knows that these people are not resting.
To be continued...