When Zheng Yu sighed and died, Chudu, a long way from Jiaodong County, Su Qin was ushering in another new life.

I don't know when the number "nine" is the highest.

The practice of every demon in the world knows that the practice of every demon in the twelve statues of the Wushu is the world, but few people know that the practice on the ninth statue of the Witch God is the most special, and the most critical thing is that the practice of this practice is very fast, and it is the only practice he can cultivate.

The crystal that recorded the practice had been destroyed by his own hand, and every line in the runes and catalogues had been deeply imprinted in his mind.

In the early years of the ++-plus novel Changling, he is regarded as an excellent among the younger generation of practitioners, but not the top, but those young talents who are in front of him are mostly not as complicated and bumpy as his experience.

From the Aries Cave to follow the Hao Ling County, to escape from Chudu to Xian Runzong, and then return to Chudu, his experience makes him more excellent, I am afraid that the young talents of the Changling years, there are few who can match each other.

He realized it quickly, and on the way back to Chudu, he had thoroughly understood the practice recorded on the ninth witch god.

However, the transformation of the real element takes a certain amount of time.

After countless exercises, the real element in his body has finally begun to be an important transformation.

The jade palace in the depths of his seven seas quietly collapsed and became a deep red sea of blood, and the real element that flowed inside him also began to turn red, along with his breathing, there was not much cold breath outside him to practice the ghost practice, there was no such thing as a gray or black flame, but a faint red light.

The red light clearly reflects the flow of energy behind his body, the vitality flowing from his body, and the energy that flows from all sides, flowing into his body, like the shadow of a thousand arms, constantly swinging.

The difference in color does not represent the essential difference in the nature of the vitality, and this process of transformation makes him feel only endless pain.

The familiar real atmosphere disappears, as if everything in the past has been deprived, and Sukhin feels that many places deep in his body have lost the irrigation of the true element of the past, but they have become a kind of dead container that can accept the kind of death that is extremely hated in the weekdays.

The flesh and blood of the body became sore and painful, but he quickly sensed the breath that could not be felt in many ordinary days, which was the residual smell of many creatures after death, and even the smooth and mirrored gap of the new palace, there were countless silks in such a breath.

In each breath, as long as his mind is slightly moved, these yin breaths are easily inhaled by him, and the previous process of needing meditation to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth is completely different.This growth in the body becomes extremely simple and rude.

Su Qin extended his left hand, sensing the innumerable yin breath in the jade gap, and felt the shadow of these elements gathered behind them into a piece of arms, and his mouth appeared with a smile of self-deprecating and emotional.

His left hand twisted bones and looked ugly, even if he had mastered some means of using this hand to cast a character, but compared with the runes that Zhang Yi later realized, it was not enough to mention the side-door path.

Just scraped a hand, but just got such a practice, and this seems to be the magnificent new palace, but it is the former burned Chu Palace, in that fire there are many practitioners lost their lives here, just to provide him with enough negative atmosphere to enter the door, this underside, it seems to have God's will.

He looked at his mutilated left hand, not retracting his sleeve, but falling to the spirit of the man in front.

This is a prisoner, a well-known practitioner from Chu Land, one of the generals loyal to Zheng Slee, who was captured by the practitioners of the Daqi Dynasty in a battle somewhere after Chu was broken.

When his left hand was about to touch the spirit of this person, the man who had been closed and seemed unconscious suddenly opened his eyes, and then looked at him and said with a sneer: "I can't think of you, a Qin sword repair, but you have changed the law of ghosts, but you have thought that there is no practitioner who cultivates ghosts, and dares to kill the living person to learn from the spirit."

The Chu practitioner has apparently been pretending to be unconscious and clearly perceives the real change process of Sukhin.

What he said is also the reason in the practice world.

For practitioners who practice ghosts, it is indeed very different from absorbing the spirit of the ghosts in heaven and earth and the direct killing of the practitioners.In some stories, there are strong grievances in the spirit of the practitioners who have just been killed, rich in curses, and the real situation is that even the practitioners who practice the ghosts of the same spirit will need time to transform the spirit of the ghosts after they are killed.

Time can change anything in the world, and so can it.

"That's just the past and your knowledge."

However, Suzanne only responded lightly to this sentence.

There was no stopping, and his hand fell on the spirit of the Chu practitioner.

The destructive power that came into the spirit easily killed the Chu practitioner, who was already imprisoned and powerless.

As his breath spat, a strange red light appeared on his left hand, and then the red light, which had no meaning of cold before, finally began to become cold.

A dark black mist was created outside the red light, but the red light on his hand became more and more intense, which made his left hand and the practitioner's body seem to have completely melted together.

A bloody stream of air kept pouring into his body.

Su Qin's throat poured out a suppressed dull low roar, behind him a thousand arms shadow, one suddenly condensed into the substance, into a terrible blood hand.

The body of the practitioner fell back, and a soft sound was as light as a dead wood.

“Come in”

Su Qin slowly raised his head and drank a word outside the temple door, and the bloody hand quietly disappeared behind him.

The temple door opens.

Looking at the pair of delicate twin sisters who came in from outside the temple, his eyes were full of regret.

Thank you for giving me so many good memories."

He seriously looked at this pair of maids who had served him for many nights, sighed and said, "I thought that one day I would be able to give you a good future, but unfortunately you have just accidentally revealed a glimmer of undeserved breath."

He shook his head and said, "I really didn't think you were the king's people."