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Chapter Nineteen

Chapter 19

"Dongdong! Dadongdong!" Shen Xinghun's heart beat more and more powerfully, and he could hear it clearly without even having to tell it carefully.

Finally, the first spiritual vein was opened. The power of the spiritual gathering realm lies in the existence of the spiritual vein that it will directly nourish the five internal organs and become stronger. The sixth spiritual vein will connect to the limbs and the last spiritual vein will pass through the head.

Then, we can integrate these ten spiritual veins and condense them into a spiritual vein connecting the head, limbs and five internal organs, and become a strong man in the spirit control realm.

Although the road is still long, there is still hope. Shen Xinghun will work hard to practice, for himself and for being with Ziluan.

Thinking of Ziluan, Shen Xinghun took out a jade pendant from his arms, with a phoenix carved on it, which was lifelike, as if he was about to fly out of the jade pendant.

This was a gift that Shen Xinghun prepared for Zi Luan himself, but before he could give it to her, he kept wearing it on his body, feeling like Zi Luan was with him.

After talking to himself a few words to the jade pendant, Shen Xinghun carefully put away the jade pendant, for fear that it would damage the jade pendant.

In this forbidden place, the three people who had been impressed by him the most were the three people who had persisted for the longest time. Shen Xinghun gradually discovered the clues. Only in the stone tablet can one feel it faster and clearer. The memory is also deeper. In reality, no matter how hard he works, he will achieve half the result with twice the effort, and is far less than in the stone tablet.

Before he knew it, he had been here in this forbidden place for a month. During this month, Shen Xinghun also had some insights. From the beginning, he could only stay in the stone tablet for about a quarter of an hour, and now he could stay for half an hour.

As time goes by, the more pictures you see, and the deeper the impression that the man in red left on Shen Xinghun.

After the man in red killed the bald man, he turned around and flew to the distance. It was the center of the battlefield. The masters from both sides were confronting each other, and no one wanted to take action easily until the man in red appeared.

He rushed directly to the enemy camp and raised his hand and pointed. The situation was broken and the battle between the two sides began.

The man in red fought with five or six people from the enemy camp alone, without any disadvantage, and even had a vague sense of suppression.

Not all the participants were humanoid, and there were some strange creatures, but each one was very strong and could fight with a man in red without being killed instantly.

Facing six opponents alone, the man in red was domineering, and his every move was full of momentum, and he suppressed the six people in a few rounds.

"Teng!" A ball of flame rose from the man in red, and a phoenix came from the flames. The phoenix wings waved, like a heavenly sword, cutting off everything in the world.

"Puff puff puff!" Three people were directly killed by half, and the remaining three people looked at each other, with fear in their eyes.

The situation in the man in red was one side, and after a few more rounds, the remaining three people were killed one after another. In this small battlefield, there was only the man in red, facing the blood light, like a god of war, no one dared to approach.

But the remaining people do not have this strength. It is good to be able to compete with the opponent evenly. Many people are even at a disadvantage and are about to lose.

The man in red roared, and the world was silent. Everyone couldn't help but stop and quietly looked at the man in red.

In the distance, a chariot drove by, and the speed seemed unfast, but it arrived in a flash. The chariot landed on the ground without causing dust.

The car door opened automatically, and an old man walked out. The old man looked skinny and had a large birthmark on his face, covering half of his face. He leaned on a wooden crutch in his hand, bent down and hunched his back, limping when he walked, leaving only one eye left, and on the other side was a dark eye socket.

Seeing the visitor, the aura of the man in red became different. If the man in red just now was the only emperor, now he is like a sharp sword that is about to cut through the sky!

Show your sharpness!

Just like longing, the man in red seemed to be impatient to fight the old man.

The old man moves very slowly, just like an ordinary old man in the world. He takes a few steps and his breathing becomes rapid, and he seems to be a little powerless.

The man in red pointed to the old man like a sword and pointed at the old man like a sword energy, slashing towards the old man. This sword energy was enough to open up the world, but when he arrived in front of the old man, he was dissolved by an invisible force and disappeared without a trace.

The man in red was not surprised. This should not be the first time the two of them had fought. It was just a tentative blow. The man in red stopped, without preparing for the second finger, waiting for the old man to come closer.

When he arrived here, Shen Xinghun could not hold on and was pushed out by the stone tablet and returned to reality.

The man in red looks the same fingering, and it seems that he only has that finger, but every time he uses it, the power is different.

He was lightly rude when he killed the bald man, but he was still lightly when he killed the six opponents. However, this old man was different from others and easily resolved his fingers.

Shen Xinghun carefully recalled that the man in red had used his fingering three times since he appeared. Although each time seemed the same, there were still some urgent and subtle differences. If it weren't for the repeated viewings this month, Shen Xinghun would not have discovered it at all.

From the appearance of a man in red to confronting the hunchbacked old man, Shen Xinghun thought about every detail carefully and suddenly felt something was wrong.

It is not three fingers, but four fingers. The first finger was used when the stars were destroyed. Because he did not see clearly at that time, he was ignored by Shen Xinghun. He thought that the man in red had only used three fingers yet.

But at that time, Shen Xinghun, the finger of the broken Xingchen, didn't see clearly what was going on. His whereabouts were blocked by the stars. Only by changing the angle could he see clearly.

Today's opportunity to understand has been used up. If you want to enter the stone tablet again, you can only wait for tomorrow to arrive.

Suddenly, there was a noise not far away. In this forbidden place, few people usually talked, but now it suddenly started to make noise. Shen Xinghun looked at him in surprise.

The crowd was dense, as if he was snatching something. He was curious for a moment and Shen Xinghun walked over.

It turned out that someone was meditating and practicing, and was disturbed by the difference in temperature and temperature, and was directly killed. Everyone was snatching the things he had during his lifetime.

He didn't even leave a piece of clothes for him, and he just lay naked on the ground, waiting to be dried by time and buried by time.

The longer this temperature difference stays in the forbidden place, the greater the impact. Only those who reach the spiritual realm can ignore the changes in the temperature difference outside.

Looking at the people on the ground, Shen Xinghun felt a little sad. Here, no one knew what the future would be. Maybe the next person who died tragically would be himself.

If you want to survive, you have to become stronger, otherwise no one can guarantee whether the next death will be himself.
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