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Chapter 63 The Price of the Soul of the Army

Silently, Wu Xin's cultivation reached the late stage of the ninth level of body refining, advanced to the peak, and reached the great perfection of body refining...

"boom……"

During the crazy and fierce battle, Wu Xin felt a shock in his body, and his mind was also affected, and he quickly checked himself.

Only then did he discover that the internal force in his body had turned into a more powerful and advanced energy... The true energy was just waiting to be opened and expanded, and the meridians and acupuncture points were opened to circulate around the sky.

The phantom transformed by the blood and body has solidified to the limit of body refining. It only needs to be pulled and condensed to officially transform into the phantom of the martial soul, referred to as the martial soul.

In Wu Xin's current state, both points are natural and there are no barriers to success. This is Wu Xin's fundamental qualifications.

After truly practicing martial arts, Wu Xin realized that the so-called opening of meridians and acupuncture points in his predecessor's memory was completely deceptive.

A person with blocked meridians and blocked acupuncture points would have died long ago. How can he survive to wait for you to attack?!

The so-called martial arts practice not only strengthens the body and enhances strength. The next step is to build the meridians from country roads into broad roads; it is to build the acupoints from the quagmire into deep pools. Only in this way can we support and accumulate more powerful strength!

The so-called Zhoutian is similar to the principles of breeding, filtering and purification.

"What's going on? Another inexplicable improvement... It was estimated that it would take several months of hard training to reach perfection?!"

"No! We haven't reached the limit of the human body yet, we can't break through it easily!"

"Refining the body after breaking through the body refining realm is equivalent to forging a sword into shape and then hammering and tempering it. The effect is not zero, but it is half the result with twice the result. The foundation will be unstable, the future potential will be greatly reduced, and it may also collapse due to excessive tempering, and the backlash..."

Wu Xin's strong mental power made Wu Xin think quickly, and he quickly figured it out and made a decision, suppressing the restless Qi and Qi, blood and body.

This kind of forced suppression is quite uncomfortable, as if there is a strange beast making noise in the body, as if something is not coming out, and it is even more uncomfortable than holding back urine, holding back semen, etc...

"kill!"

Wu Xin roared like an oath, like a thunderbolt from the blue, turning his depression into fighting spirit and charging at the enemy again.

During this period, Wu Xin discovered that this state has a stronger effect on body refining. It’s just that most martial arts cultivators can’t help it, or they can’t bear their temper, or for various reasons, they just can’t wait!

This is also human nature.

The maximum human body strength of a normal person is 10,000 kilograms. Five thousand kilograms is a huge dividing line, the dividing line between mediocrity and genius. The further you go, the harder it is to improve. The worse your basic qualifications, the harder it is to improve.

Not counting the shackles of cultivation for the time being, instead of grinding for three to five years, or even ten or eight years, for ordinary martial arts cultivators, it is better to break through as soon as possible and have stronger strength in order to pursue more things!

Pursuing the limits of the human body is a privilege and ambition that only martial arts practitioners with genius or above qualifications can possess!



The setting sun is like blood!

The bright red blood dyed the riverside and Fuhe River red.

Cold corpses were crawling everywhere; hideous body parts were scattered everywhere.

The scorching sun, which cannot bear the blood of the world, gradually avoids it. The deep darkness gradually engulfs the earth. The cold evening wind seems to want to wake up the common people...

The dazzling sunset dyed the blood red, dyed the bloody eyes red, dyed the restless blood red...

After half a day of fierce fighting, thousands of lives were lost, leaving both sides with blood-red eyes and lost their minds!

"Click..."

Amidst the howling wind and thunder, Wu Xin smashed the upper body of an enemy soldier with a mountain stick in his hand, feeling as cold as if he had just smashed a watermelon.

Wu Xin was like a man in the desert who was thirsty for water. He greedily bathed in the hot blood mist, then turned around and pounced on the nearby enemy troops.

At this time, Wu Xin’s shadow sword in his left hand disappeared somewhere!

The hot Qi and blood made Wu Xin fall into crazy fighting and killing. He didn't even care about saving his energy. He smashed and slapped wildly with a mountain and river stick. Wu Xin was injured and killed by Wu Xin, and it was difficult to find a whole body!

Violence!

brutal!

bloody!

This is the best interpretation of Wu Xin at this time.

After half a day of fierce fighting, Wu Xin also suffered many injuries. He was beaten with swords, swords, stabs and sticks, and his clothes were in rags.

The strange thing is that Wu Xin, who was bathed in blood, had no blood on his body...

The red fire lingering around Wu Xin seemed to be greedily absorbing the blood, burning away the impurities, absorbing the essence, and increasing the fire's power.

The red fire that originally only highlighted Wu Xin's upper body has now enveloped most of his body. Even the purple-gold light inside the red fire is much more dazzling!

Bloody and bloody...

The iron-blooded evil spirit floating above Xinwuwei's head has turned into a ferocious dark red, which is the sign of a qualified red-level army!

In the middle of the core of the dark red iron-blooded evil energy, there is a ferocious purple humanoid figure with a thousand arms. It stretches out its arms and looks arrogant, as if it is arrogant to all the people in the world. It is arrogant and majestic.

This purple humanoid looks a bit like...

Statue of the God of War!

The purple human form is no longer as confused and confused as before. It is clear and agile, comparable to a martial spirit, and quite spiritual!

This is the soul of the army!

Xinwuwei's military soul has finally been trained and activated!

The blood that spread all over the Fuhe River and turned the dry ground into mud finally gave birth to the military soul of Xinwuwei!

This is the price of the military soul!

"puff……"

The light of swords and shadows dazzle people's eyes, and the blood is full of blood and captivates the mind.

During the frantic battle, a silver snake wrapped around the mountain and river stick, piercing through Wu Xin's abdomen as fast as lightning, and the spear point came out of his body.

"Um!"

Wu Xin grabbed the silver spear in his abdomen with lightning in his left hand and held it in place like an iron pincer, making it impossible to pierce or pull it away.

In extreme pain, his eyes glared, and what he saw was a handsome young man with a face like a crown jewel!

"boom……"

A lightning kick came out, and with the sound of bones shattering, the jade-faced young man's blood spurted out, rising into the sky like a cannonball, flying over everyone's heads...

"Lord?!"

"Master?!"

There was a burst of incredible, sad, angry and crazy shouts...

In the fierce battle, Wu Long, Hong Bo, the two maids, etc. all rushed towards Wu Xin desperately!

"Plop, puff, puff..."

The excruciating pain made Wu Xin feel as if he could hear his heart beating rapidly, as if it wanted to jump out of his throat.

The profound and boundless darkness constantly impacts Wu's mind and senses, making him dizzy and confused...

Is this what death feels like?

Death, it turns out, is not scary, just a little tiring!

After rebirth, what did I do wrong? Why did I die young?

That’s right!

Then you don’t deserve to die!

Persistence may not necessarily work.

I just firmly believe that this is the right thing to do...

When he was confused, there was another voice calling Wu Xin frantically, so that Wu Xin was not completely unconscious!

Open your eyes in confusion...

What you see is the purple military spirit in the iron-blooded evil aura. It is summoning you, and it is like seeing another ghost of yourself...!

"Ouch..."

Severe pain, anger, murderous intent, perseverance, belief, etc., were entangled together, causing Wu Xintian to roar violently, with a shocking force.

The martial soul and the military soul trembled together, communicating in a mysterious and obscure way...

The bloodthirsty and ferocious thoughts caused Wu Xin to grab the silver gun in his belly and pull it out suddenly...

Amid the bright red blood, a clear and majestic wave rippled through the depths of the souls of all the Xinwu Guards, silently but with words.

"Heart of the God of War!"



"Wrath of the God of War!"



"Blood-devouring True Martial Arts!"



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I finished writing this chapter at around three o'clock in the morning. Let me say something about the subject matter!

The biggest feeling and core of this chapter is not the title! But...

Persistence may not necessarily work. Just firmly believe that doing so is right...

Just like Shadow's life, after writing it for more than ten years, it still has no effect. Life can be better, but he still refuses to realize it, because Shadow firmly believes that doing so is right...

Many book friends suggest that the protagonist should be given a distinct and outstanding character as early as possible.

This advice is correct, but do we have any distinctive and outstanding characters? Most people don’t, because we are all ordinary people!

There are only two words...persistence!

This is the character!


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