Wang Xuan wanted to writhe on the ground in pain, and the strands of spirit that spread out seemed to be cut into pieces by a thousand knives. No matter how he tried to think, it had no effect.
Even when he thought of the red-clothed witch dancing, he didn't want to watch it anymore. He just wanted to scream in pain and roar a few times.
"I want to punch fake Lao Zhang!" He was stunned by the red light. Wrapped in the God-Slaying Flag, he was tossing around here, performing various physical techniques to release the pressure on himself.
At this time, he tried various ways to divert his attention, but none of them worked.
He thought of Sword Fairy, who was chubby and just ten years old. After pinching her baby-fat little face several times, it seemed that... she wasn't so fragrant anymore.
He was burned to the point of ecstasy, and when red lights appeared everywhere, he thought of a few more treasures and looked forward to the future.
He stood on the boat, held the feathered flag, and traveled to the highest spiritual world. The health furnace placed on the bow of the boat sprayed Ruixia, and automatically picked the natural medicine...
However, it was still useless. He wrapped himself in the flag and performed a "death roll" in the dark place outside the red glow. He was about to collapse and shouted: "It hurts me to death!"
He felt that the kernels of his brain were about to explode. Even though there was no flesh and blood now, he still had the illusion that his brains were about to flow out of his seven orifices. It was so painful.
"In the land of nothingness, are there any living people or monsters? Come out and fight!" In order to distract himself, he also tried his best.
At this moment, he wanted to challenge the entire universe and conquer the entire world. The severe pain in his heart made him so courageous that he wanted to challenge the female alchemist to a duel.
"Is the whole world the king's soil? This world is the king's soil, my soil! Come on, who dares to fight with me?"
Wang Xuan himself felt that he was schizophrenic, his consciousness was in a daze due to being burned, and his whole body seemed to explode with a bang. If he continued like this, he would really die.
The silver substance he brought was exhausted. At this time, he reached his limit, and the gorgeous red glow gradually invaded his spiritual body.
He couldn't play with fire anymore. If he persisted to the limit, it would not be considered a failure. It not only tested his will, but also really tempered his spirit. He turned into a stream of light and went away.
Plop!
He was like a meteor smashing into the pool of life, the red light on his body gradually extinguished and was expelled.
At this moment, in the real world, even the miniature version of the Sword Fairy in the barren mountains was affected, and the amplitude here was larger, and the mountains seemed to be shaking.
She was shaken awake, drowsily, and muttered dissatisfied: "Damn it, I can't let anyone sleep anymore!"
"Did I almost die just now?" Wang Xuan was frightened for a while after he woke up completely. The red glow spread into his main body and almost burned him through.
If you look closely, you will see that there are various "scorch marks" on his mental power, and some places are badly eroded, and it looks like it is burnt.
The only good thing is that before he fought against Hongxia, he absorbed a large amount of silver substance. His spirit contained infinite vitality and withstood the power of destruction.
Otherwise, with his way of setting himself on fire, he might really be strangled to death by the red light. The process is extremely dangerous!
However, with his mental body "scorched black", he suddenly felt that without the help of the Pool of Life, wisps of life were emerging from his burnt places.
He stood up and stood on top of the rough pool, and found that it was indeed the case. The painful training stimulated some active power in his spiritual consciousness.
"What's going on?" He was in a trance for a while. After being strangled by Hongxia, he gave birth to a new life?
He was in a trance for a while. This situation and encounter seemed familiar, as if he had heard of it before.
Yes, he suddenly remembered it, his expression was unnatural, and he said: "Am I... similar to the lightning-struck wood?"
He was speechless for a while. He was close to the human body struck by lightning, just like a big tree struck by lightning in a heavy rain. It survived the disaster and survived.
"Have I become a rare material? It can be considered priceless?" He looked down at his dark self.
Whether in ancient times or today, whether they are extraordinary people or ordinary people with power and wealth, they all have the habit of collecting lightning-strike wood, and the prices are ridiculously expensive.
"I've become a talented person by myself!"
Wang Xuan gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and stood above the pool to observe himself. The breath of new life filled the air. After the red clouds dispersed, he was indeed recovering.
Experiencing inhuman torture, there is no doubt that this is an extremely harsh temper. What he faced not long ago was even worse than the so-called ascetic monks.
When the vitality gradually slowed down and dissipated, Wang Xuan found that there were still "scorched" areas, but he found that after being injured, he gradually recovered and his spirit seemed to be stronger.
"Suffering endless pain and tempering yourself on the verge of death. Such extreme practice is indeed effective and very tempering."
But this method is undoubtedly very... consuming, and it will destroy oneself at every turn, which is not something that ordinary people can bear.
Even if you are fearless and not afraid of death, it is not suitable for you to enter. If you really dare to exercise your spirit like this, it would have been spent long ago by someone else.
He returned to the pool again, using the unparalleled vitality here to nourish himself, replenish his vitality, and eliminate various hidden dangers until his spirit peeled off.
Wang Xuan is sure that if he continues like this, he will definitely be able to advance to the next level, and it will not be as simple as just breaking through.
"If I come here a few more times and continue to understand the experience of 'Thunder Strikes Wood', I will most likely reach the later stage of the next realm!"
He healed his injuries here, washed away the "scorch marks", and became energetic again and became stronger. In the outside world, his flesh and blood had also been burnt a little, and now he was partially peeling, with silver light flowing, and his vitality was extremely strong.
His idea came true. He replaced the supermatter in a radical way. Although his physical body was damaged at first, it finally received a trace of silver light.
Wang Xuan still doesn't know how dangerous the physical body in the outside world was just now. When his spirit was robbed, his physical body also attracted a faint red mist.
Of course, it was just an extremely faint dot of mist, which almost peeled off a layer of skin after crossing his body surface!
After the disaster, in the barren soil, his body became stronger, his physique improved, and the silver light healed those terrible injuries.
If Wang Xuan had known the process in advance, he might not have dared to do this. This extreme way of practice is a bit like bungee jumping at the entrance of a dark hole in hell.
In this way, Wang Xuan, unaware of the outside world, began to toss again.
After he recovered from his injuries, he quickly ran into the depths of darkness, waiting for the red glow to appear, truly walking on the dividing line between life and death.
After two times, he brought a silver animal skin book. This thing is magical. There are hundreds of characters on it, and each one can absorb a lot of silver substances.
Just when Wang Xuan was extremely harsh on himself and engaged in extreme cultivation, the outside world was also going through various tossings and he could not calm down.
In the big scene, the Xiaoyao boat is flying, and the human sword appears again, causing chaos in several fairy worlds. The corresponding peerless masters in each big scene are taking action, chasing the treasure.
In the real world, in outer space, Chen Yongjie's spirit left the spacecraft, facing the sun and burning... slightly, glowing with Buddha light and golden elixir energy, illuminating the sky.
"It's really strange. It's been shaken again and again, and even I have been severely affected. I was fine before!"
Once again, he was enveloped in the intense solar fire, and he fled as fast as he could, submerging himself into the spaceship. He used his body and blood to extinguish the fire and get out of the crisis.
"How is Master, have you found a way out?" Aoki asked in the spaceship.
"No, on the contrary, I was shocked quite a bit. Could it really have something to do with that kid?" Chen Yongjie suspected that if he was shocked a few more times, he might fall out of state.
"Hurry up and go find someone!" He decided to return home. He couldn't bear it. How could he let others practice? He would come here every once in a while.
In the old world, in a certain city, Wong Tai Sin was driving. Then, he started to tremble and the car started to vibrate.
"I'm going, I'm coming, this time it's true, I... am about to fall out of state!" His face turned pale, and Kong Yun in the car was also very nervous.
Among the fellow travelers, a car behind them also vibrated and stopped quickly. Zhou Shiqian staggered out of the car.
"Isn't that a fairy singer who is very popular recently? It is said that she is a transcendent. How is she doing? Take a photo quickly and save it for news."
In the land of nothingness, Wang Xuan was scarred again, and he used the red clouds to refine part of his spirit. He didn't know how many times he had become a "thunder-struck tree". He felt that he had made great progress this time.
"My strength is increasing rapidly. Well, let's recover from my injuries and continue!" He whispered: "Extreme suffering and hell-level cultivation will naturally lead to corresponding gains."
Not long after, he was on the road again!
Outside, the spacecraft landed quickly and was close to the ground. Guan Lin in the ship was a little nervous. She was also traveling with her and asked: "Old Chen, are you okay?"
At this time, Chen Yongjie was wearing a cassock, glowing red, holding a snow-white conch in his left hand, and a soul-locking bell in his right hand. The treasures were solemn, as if he was enlightening.
"It's okay, I feel it. It's the ceiling pressing down. I haven't broken the board yet. With my deep foundation, it's not serious."
At this moment, the two groups of people sent by Hengjun were all stunned. In the past two hours, they were shocked every step of the way and their hearts almost went cold.
"Is it the fight for the treasure behind the scenes?" someone asked bitterly.
"Probably." The person next to him nodded.
At this time, there was another shock, and someone said miserably: "I'm about to collapse."
He can clearly sense his own situation, his Taoism is loose, and if he does it a few more times, he will be finished, and will definitely fall to the realm of Xiaoyaoyou.
One of them said solemnly: "Let's talk to the relevant departments, and also find Chen Yongjie and Guan Lin, and reach some agreements with them as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will all fall into the realm of free travel and have insufficient deterrent power in the world. Facing battleships
Sometimes, you will be very passive."
"Last time, we didn't pay attention to him, and we could feel that he was very unconvinced. This is a person who is hostile to us. Should we get rid of him first?"
"If you want stability at this stage, find someone to talk to first!"
They were a little worried and anxious. There was nothing more terrifying than a fall in their realm. This was a bloody killing of their cultivation.
Xinxing, the faces of some monsters have changed horribly. What happened recently? God has been so unfair to them. The monster clan has just experienced a bloody upheaval, and now even God has begun to shock them.
In the old land, whether they are immortals or monsters, the number of creatures that have crossed over is more than that of the new stars. The atmosphere now is extremely solemn.
Deep in the universe, in the secret place, the old fox was speechless. He looked up at the sky and sighed: "Is it going to end? I have been practicing hard for many years. I will be ready to suppress the immortals in this life. Is that almost enough?!"
Then, it had to use powerful techniques to baptize itself with the true blood of the Sky Fox.
On the Feathering Star, among the strongest Taoist traditions at present, many people looked at a powerful man with a ruddy complexion and white hair as white as snow, and saw him spitting out a mouthful of white mist and sighing: "What should be corrupted cannot be stopped after all.
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On the new moon, "Old Zhang" put down the shaking tea cup and had to stand up. He began to practice an extremely powerful physical technique to "stabilize" himself.
"Why is it shaking all the time?" After a moment, he put away his posture, only to shake it slightly again. He took out the rusty bronze mirror, gave it to himself... and shined the mysterious mirror light on himself.
In the secret realm, the female demon fairy in red held an oil-paper umbrella and began to... dance gracefully in the drizzle. This is an unpredictable physical skill with a graceful posture but extremely powerful power!
In the mist and rain, with her graceful movements, lightning struck out. She was like a red elf in the rain, with her hair flying and the sky clear.
In the old soil, in the barren mountains, under the soil, the mini version of the Sword Fairy was shaken by the mountain earthquake, flew away from her nest, and woke up in a daze.
"Why are you here again? You attacked me some time ago, causing my body's growth rate to slow down, or even reverse growth. Damn it!" She said angrily.
Suddenly, her beautiful eyes blinked, and she felt something. Then she used the light of her sword to open a path underground, and quickly rushed to a place under the barren mountain.
Not long after, she dug out...Wang Xuan!
At this time, the trace of red mist on his body had just disappeared, and gradually a silver light appeared, which surprised her deeply, and then she took a deep breath.
"It's so comfortable!" The miniature version of Sword Fairy, who had no resistance to the silver mist, took a few deep breaths, and a satisfied smile filled her baby-fat little face.
Thank you: Immortal Qitian, thank you Silver Alliance Leader for your support!