Chapter 1023 Su Xing

Shubo investigated Xiao Chen's condition with erect news, but his expression couldn't help but become more gloomy. The longer the time went on, the weaker the possibility of recovery. Although there was no abnormality in the dojo, his heart had gradually fallen to the valley.

Won't!

Absolutely not!

If the old palace master personally selects the heir, he must be a great opportunity and great fortune. How could he die in the middle!

Ganoderma lucidum's pretty face returned to calm, and even showed a little indifference. Only when the eyes fell on Xiao Chen would a little pain appear. However, this pain was deeply pressed by her heart. Although it was not revealed, it felt even more uncomfortable.

For half a year, regret kept biting her heart like a poisonous insect. If there was no hope in her heart, she would have been unable to hold on.

Click!

Click!

Without any warning, the space in the Zuomei Dojo suddenly trembled, and then several cracks appeared directly. There were dripping rain falling from the void, just like the crying of the sky.

Shu Bo's body shook, his face suddenly turned gray and wrinkles were covered with. He instantly looked aged countless times. He looked up and cried, "Young Palace Master!"

Ganoderma lucidum's eyes dimmed in an instant, and slowly closed their eyes. Tears flowed out from the corners of their eyes and dripped along their fragrant cheeks. A faint dead aura emanated from her body.

The five female Yaksha cultivators were fading in beauty. They felt sadness arose from their hearts and fell to the ground, as if a close relative had left, and their hearts were cut off.

More than 10,000 Nylon Legion soldiers were ruthless, but their eyes were red at the same time. They silently checked in front of them, led by the five men Dieshan, Suwon, Mo Ge, and Lunzuo, Qiqi knelt on one knee, "Greatly send the commander!"

"Great send to the commander!"

"Great send to the commander!"

"Great send to the commander!"

The sound rolled and resounded through the world.

The temple is strange, the void collapses, the sky cries and rains, which is a sign of mourning and great sorrow.

The only person who can make the temple manifest a strange sign is Xiao Chen.

Now that the strange sign has been revealed, it means that Xiao Chen is dead,

"Old Palace Master, why is this happening, why!"

"The young palace master is the only opportunity for my temple to rise. How could he die? How could he die so easily by the heir you selected!"

"Please answer me!"

Shu Bo cried out with tears in his eyes.

But at this moment, a mutation broke out.

The cracks in the void disappeared, the rain stopped, suddenly came to the point without warning.

Shu Bo suddenly raised his head and his lips trembled slightly.

Ganoderma lucidum eyes showed an incredible look, mixed with endless surprises.

A faint breath suddenly appeared in Xiao Chen's body that had been silent for half a year, like a candlelight in the wasteland. Although it was weak, it was extremely eye-catching. With this candlelight as the source, it directly caused a prairie fire.

Xiao Chen's slight appearance grew wildly at a shocking speed.

"Shu Bo! Shu Bo! Brother Xiao Chen," Lingzhi stood up and her eyes fell on Xiao Chen, afraid that all this would be his own illusion.

Shu Bo showed a look of relief and joy on his face, and nodded, "The young palace master, Auspicious, has his own heavenly appearance. He was promoted at the moment when the soul completely collapsed. Although I don't know what he got, this level has been passed now."

"If you survive the disaster, the young palace master will have good fortune in the future!"

Shu Bo was a little incoherent as he spoke, which was enough to tell how excited he was.

After hearing this, Ganoderma lucidum felt relieved and fainted. Half a year of suffering made her physically and mentally exhausted. Now she is sure that Xiao Chen has nothing to do, Ganoderma lucidum can no longer continue to persevere.

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Five days later, Ganoderma lucidum woke up and stood up to take care of Xiao Chen, but he still showed no sign of waking up. Fortunately, his breath was still recovering at an astonishing speed.

10 days.

1 month.

3 months.

8 months.

Xiao Chen's aura had already stabilized, and there was a faint aura of power around his body. This was caused by his own thoughts being unconscious after he achieved a breakthrough. It was vast and deep, like a calm sea, looking inconspicuous. Once it exploded, it could cause huge waves to kill all living beings.

This time, he suffered endless pain and was even on the verge of death, but what he gained was also far beyond his imagination.

It was on the 13th day of the 8th month that my eyelashes trembled slightly, and my eyes that had been closed for more than a year opened again, and were still pitch black, like a vast starry sky, boundless, like a vast ocean, unfathomable.

Xiao Chen didn't know that he had been wandering outside the gates of hell for more than a year. He seemed to have had a regular dream, standing in a dark world at a loss, with only a little light far away in the sky, but no matter how he ran, he could not get close to the light. But even so, he still persevered, because Xiao Chen vaguely understood in his heart that once he stopped running, he might be completely swallowed by endless darkness and no longer had the possibility of seeing the light again. Moving forward in the darkness, his body became more and more tired, and his speed of moving forward continued to decrease. But with the unwilling will in his heart, he persisted and did not give up. The fatigue eroded his will and made him give up resistance. As long as his mind changed, even if he was a little relaxed, he could lie down and enter permanent sleep, and he would never have to bear all this pain again.

Xiao Chen was once confused and thought of giving up, but he had too many things to do and too much unwilling to give up. So he gritted his teeth and moved forward silently.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Chen had reached his limit. He could not take a step. The dark black was like a wave, directly swallowing him up. A very cold aura instantly enveloped him.

The breath of death suddenly came.

Xiao Chen's mouth was bitter. He had been fighting for Taoism until now, but he did not expect that he would die because of it. He was really unwilling to accept it. But even so, what can it be, everything will end.

Just when he was about to give up, a magical power emerged from his mind and spread out instantly,

If someone is at this moment, he can clearly see that an ancient "war" rune was born, and it was directly imprinted in Xiao Chen's eyebrows, extremely clear, flashing this faint light of inspiration.

And the sudden power was a trace of extremely pure fighting spirit, which was radiant from the "war" rune.

If it were ordinary times, Xiao Chen would definitely notice something strange, but at this moment he was in a desperate situation, and his mind was almost collapsed. When he sensed this power, all he could think of was to absorb it and let himself survive hard.

The fighting spirit is not strong, but it can support Xiao Chen to stand up again.

Therefore, the stagnant figure in the darkness was on the road again, not fast, but extremely firm.

It is precisely with the help of this power that he can go through the most dangerous period, persevere until his own breakthrough comes, get out of the terrible dream, come to that light spot, step down, and return to his mind.

I realized that dreams are not dreams.

I realized that I had escaped another disaster.

"Brother Xiao Chen!" A surprise scream came instantly.

Xiao Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth. He was not unfamiliar with this voice, it was Ganoderma lucidum.
Chapter completed!