Super upgrade system

Chapter 617: The Benefits of Having a Backstage
This is the way Bu Fan thought to deal with it. In the Sixth Realm of Xuanhuang, you can jump several levels to fight, but in the Sixth Realm of Heaven and Earth, it is more than ten times more difficult to advance to each level, and at the same time, the difference in strength is also unusually large .

If it was an ordinary warrior, Bu Fan could still jump a few levels and win the battle, but the middle-aged man is a warrior from the top ten sects, and he is also a genius warrior. This strength is beyond the reach of ordinary warriors.

Therefore, Bu Fan didn't have the idea of ​​taking over the palm print from the beginning. With his winged martial arts, before he advanced, his speed could cross a big realm.

Now that the Wing Wing Martial Skill has advanced to the Wings of God and Demon, this speed still surpasses a great realm. Although his cultivation base is at the Martial Saint Realm, his speed is not slow at all compared to the Martial Realm Realm.

"Boom!"

The palm print hit the ground, followed by a loud bang, and a deep pit of tens of feet appeared on the spot, with cracks spreading out like spider webs.

"How dare you play tricks!"

Seeing that Bu Fan appeared ten thousand zhang away, and he appeared unscathed ten thousand zhang away, the middle-aged man was extremely angry, and he galloped away with Yu Kong, ready to continue attacking.

Seeing this, Elder Sun became furious instantly. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air. The middle-aged man froze, and then flew back immediately.

"One palm has passed, do you want to play?"

Elder Sun grabbed the middle-aged man, and then let him go. With his cultivation, there is no difference between the middle-aged man in his hands and the one beside him.

"He didn't take my palm, it doesn't count!"

The middle-aged man looked unwilling, even if Bu Fan suffered some minor injuries, he would let it go, but he was unscathed, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"You didn't say you can't hide, who is cheating?"

Bu Fan returned from the sky, his face was a little excited, not because of the escape, but because of the speed of the wings of the gods and demons.

The difference between the three heavenly realms and the three earthly realms can be said to be very different. This is a distance that is generally recognized as insurmountable, not only in terms of strength, but also in any aspect.

Bu Fan has just broken through to the Advanced Martial Saint Realm, but his speed has reached the Martial Realm Realm, which is enough to make all the Martial Saint Realm warriors stop and dare not think about competing for speed.

"Pu Zhikai, come back!"

Seeing the middle-aged man's reluctance, the Tiangang Zongwu Nirvana Realm expert immediately reprimanded him, saying that the palm had already been passed, and they couldn't afford to lose this man.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man glared at Bu Fan, snorted coldly, then he rose from the sky and returned to the team.

"Elder Sun, there will be a time later!"

The old man performed a warrior salute, and then led everyone away in the air. This trip to the Purple Bamboo Sect, they were completely ashamed.

"Hahaha, this time is really too exciting, even the Tiangang Sect can only run away, our Zizhu Sect will definitely become famous this time!"

Seeing everyone from the Tiangang Sect leave, Elder Wang immediately let out a hearty laugh. This kind of opportunity to feel proud is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and now he feels that the Zizhu Sect is really about to develop.

Seeing this, the old man frowned and said, "Bu Fan, the Purple Bamboo Sect is still hiding its strength and biding its time. It is enough to become famous this time. Don't cause troubles that you can't afford in the future, or you may be in danger of falling!"

The old man spoke earnestly and earnestly. After finally receiving a martial artist with immortal veins, he didn't want to die like a stupefied young man.

"Elder, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. This time I just want to test my own strength. Now that I have a certainty, I won't ask for a dead end outside!"

Bu Fan gave the old man a reassuring look. With the old man here and the majesty of the law enforcer, he can still act arbitrarily. If he is alone outside, unless his brain is really broken and he really wants to Find a dead end.

"Okay, so I'm relieved. In addition, the sect needs a batch of seventh-level and eighth-level pills. I don't know if you can help refine them. Of course, we will give you the rewards that should be given!"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyes began to heat up. Bu Fan is an eighth-level alchemist. If he can make a shot, it will be a level stronger than they expected to only need a seventh-level elixir.

"Forget about the reward, how about this, the sect helped me collect a batch of ninth-level elixir, so let's treat it as my reward!"

The elixir that Bu Fan needs is the elixir for refining the ninth-level upgrade pill, and the reason why he is sure to break through to the Martial Saint Realm in ten years is because of the nine-level upgrade pill.

With the yellow futon, there is no problem in understanding the power of heaven and earth. Now he only needs to upgrade the pill to improve his cultivation.

"Our Purple Bamboo Sect has also cultivated a lot of ninth-level elixir. If we don't have elixir seeds, we can also breed ten-level elixir in batches!"

The old man was a little overjoyed, as long as Bu Fan was willing to make a move, and with the supply of elixir, the background of the Purple Bamboo Sect would immediately improve a lot.

"I need Feathering Immortal Root, Heavenly Spirit Flower, Di Luogen, Bodhi Seed, and Chuanbei. The grade of these elixir must reach level nine!"

Bu Fan reported the elixirs he needed one by one, and then looked at the old man with some hope, wondering if he could get all these elixirs with the background of the Purple Bamboo Sect.

"The Purple Bamboo Sect of the elixir you mentioned has one-third of it. As for the other elixir, I will go to each sect to exchange it, and I will definitely get it for you!"

The old man wrote down all the elixir that Bu Fan wanted. With his cultivation base, if he wanted to collect the elixir, he thought it should not be difficult if he was only at level nine.

"Thank you, elder, then I will wait in the sect. I will first refine the seventh-level and eighth-level elixir, and the seniors will gather these ninth-level elixir for me. At least nine copies must be collected!"

Bu Fan became a little excited. If he collected these elixirs by himself, he would not know that it would be the year of the monkey, but now with the backing of the sect, these elixirs are easily available.

"Bu Fan, why do you want a ninth-level elixir? Are you still a ninth-level alchemist?"

Wu Daolin suddenly became suspicious. The ninth-level elixir was naturally used to refine the ninth-level elixir, and Bu Fan might be a ninth-level alchemist, so he immediately became excited.

"Bu Fan, has your soul cultivation martial arts reached the level of the soul sage realm?"

The old man was also excited, the level of this pill is one level, one level is one world, if he is really a level nine alchemy master, then within the second-rate sect, the soul power should respect them.

Seeing that everyone wanted Yidan to look at him, Bu Fan nodded and replied: "My alchemy attainments have indeed reached level nine, but my soul cultivation and martial arts cultivation base is still at the level of soul respect!"

"Now that the Zongmen can take a share of the ancient battlefield, please prepare some eighth-level and ninth-level soul crystals for me. I have a way to perfectly refine the remnants of the remnant souls in the soul crystals. Therefore, I only need this ancient The soul crystals in the battlefield are enough!"

In this way, cultivating Bu Fan's soul martial arts is equivalent to saving [-]% of the training resources, which is not an ordinary saving at the later stage.

"Okay, then I'll take a trip in person. Eighth-level and ninth-level soul crystals, I'll go and get them myself, but the ten sects of resentful soul crystals don't bother to use them, saying that they are poisonous, and the more you use them, the more poisonous you will be. Is there no problem?"

Agitated, the old man couldn't help worrying, the ninth-level alchemist is too important to the Zizhu Sect, so he would rather collect real soul crystals than give in to Fan.

(End of this chapter)