The quenching is still continuing, the pain is still soaring, there is no most pain, only more pain.

It was as if there were countless knives slicing the body from the inside out, and the soul was trembling.

Soon, everyone's endurance reached a limit.

"Plop. ”

In one room, Tian Tian, who was covered in cracks and black stains, fell to the ground.

She is the most pampered of all, and she has not suffered much since she was a child, so she is far inferior to others in terms of willpower to endure pain.

Although she also wants to persevere, she really wants to persevere. But the extreme pain made her not even have the strength to concentrate.

The whole field in her mind was full of this pervasive pain, and it hurt so much that she almost lost consciousness.

Lying on the ground, she was struggling to breathe, and her pretty face, covered with black stains, showed a look of panic and uneasiness, as if she was about to cry.

She knew that if she stopped like this, the quenching would fail, and she would even be torn apart by the medicinal power in her body and die.

She didn't want to give up, as if the ideal that was close in front of her was about to pass by, and she would never come back, so she was in a hurry.

But there are some things that you can't insist on if you want to, and in the face of this intense tsunami-like pain, her willpower is too small.

"Zhang, Zhang Long...... Help, help me...... I, I don't want to fail......"

Lie on the ground. She kept rolling her eyes, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes, and instinctively called Zhang Long's name.

I don't know when Zhang Long became synonymous with omnipotence in her heart, and it also became the only thing she could think of when she was desperate.

Her voice was so weak that she couldn't even hear herself, and then her brain went cold, and she rolled her eyes and fainted.

At the same time, the medicinal power in her body that had lost the guidance of her spiritual power suddenly collided indiscriminately, causing the cracks on her body to be chaotic.

The cracks that were originally one by one, according to a certain sort of meridian order, suddenly lost their regularity and began to run around in an orderly manner, looking like there were a lot of unknown insects running rampant in the flesh and blood, causing the cracks to spread everywhere like cobwebs.

Some of the cracks flowed black stains, but more of them flowed pure bright red blood, because most of the cracks that flowed indiscriminately tore apart the flesh and blood that had been quenched.

In just a blink of an eye, Tian Tian was covered in bruises, and he was miserable.

Undoubtedly, if this situation continues, she will soon die.

"Tian Tian, be sober!"

In the living room, Zhang Long sensed Tian Tian's abnormality and opened his mouth to drink.

The voice wrapped in spiritual power swayed, Tian Tianjiao, who was already unconscious, was shocked and woke up, and at the same time, the cracks on her body suddenly stopped, and the spread of the medicinal power in her body was controlled by her mental power again.

Not only Tian Tian, but also the people in several other rooms have reached the limit of their endurance, but after hearing Zhang Long's loud shout, they inexplicably felt a power from their hearts, and they couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling that they could hold on for a while.

But just a few seconds later, everyone fell on the verge of fainting again, and the cracks on their bodies showed signs of chaos from time to time, and every second was dangerous.

In the living room, Zhang Long was also a little anxious.

Quenching the body is inherently dangerous, not to mention mortals, even the descendants of cultivators who are born with stronger willpower and physique than mortals can hardly guarantee absolute safety.

Although a lot of preparations have been made before, so that everyone's physique has been strengthened a lot, but this willpower has not been significantly strengthened.

Willpower, that is, a person's heart, is a very mysterious thing that can make a small ant show its power. It can also make the giant fall instantly.

For mortals, willpower is often a kind of potential that is not stimulated, and when it is not stimulated, it may be weak, but once it is stimulated, it is terrible to show the true self in the depths of your heart.

As for how to stimulate a person's potential, it is also very mysterious, and even the major sects in the cultivation realm don't understand it, and they just blindly let the disciples suffer silently when they are tempered, and if they succeed, they will succeed, and if they fail, they will die.

But Zhang Long has a way!

He didn't know if it would work for anyone else. Because he didn't try, but it worked for himself.

That is to use other people's stories to build up your own willpower.

"It's time to show real technology, and hopefully it works. ”

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Long raised his head slightly, and his black eyes suddenly became vast and wild.

"Listen, everyone, I'll tell you some stories. ”

The calm and slow voice, under the effect of spiritual power, fell into the ears of everyone, although immature, it was like an old man who had gone through vicissitudes whispering in his ears.

"My Master once told me that the best way to overcome suffering is to do so. It is to strengthen your willpower, strong enough to separate your soul from your body. ”

"What are we? not our bodies, but our spirits. My master said that the physical body is just a piece of clothing for people with strong willpower, and if the clothes are torn, torn, or sick, will it hurt?"

"For example, the ancient god of war punished the heavens, cut off his head and fought endlessly, destroying the heavens and the earth, if he died and lived like you, could he continue to fight? Not only did he not feel pain, but he became stronger, as if the pain that was not worth mentioning would only increase his strength. ”

"And Chi You was beheaded, but he sacrificed the battle flag with neck blood to protect the remnants and evacuated, did he feel pain? If he died and lived like you, how could he have the heart to protect his subordinates? In fact, he was dismembered after the decapitation, but because of his strong willpower, even though his body was torn apart, he still fought endlessly, and the remnants and limbs that were buried in various parts of heaven and earth, although they were thousands of miles away, were suppressed by powerful seals. But it is still ready to move, trying to complete the merger and fight the heavens and the earth again, and it has never stopped for hundreds of millions of years. What kind of will is this?"

"These may seem like legends to you, so I'll tell you about myself. ”

Raising his eyes and looking at the blue sky outside the window, Zhang Long fell into an unbearable past.

"I was besieged and killed by enemies in the cultivation realm. And before that, I was plotted by my boss again, and I was hit by the Rotten Bone Heart Eater Pill. This elixir is specially designed to torture people, and the pain is worse than you have now. I was so painful that I couldn't use my cultivation, and I was cut like a cabbage by more than a dozen enemies, one by one. Sword after sword, until he was covered with scars and drenched in blood. And they were just laughing, humiliating and tormenting me to their heart's content. ”

"So, just like now, I imagine those ancient powerful will of the heavens, imagine that I am the god of war who has a severed head and fights endlessly! Imagine that I am the torn body of Chiyou, who has been struggling in the powerful seal for hundreds of millions of years, regardless of the pain, and just wants to fight the heavens and the earth again!"

Zhang Long's voice suddenly became agitated, and there were pictures of blood boiling in his mind.

The head of the sect, You Qiankun, smiled and coaxed him to eat the poison, and sent him to the division. Ambush those killers who have already been ambushed, just to eradicate him, a mortal trash who is about to practice the Wuji Heart Technique, but only recognizes Huang Achao as a master.

The bloody scenes, the monstrous and angry emotions, made Zhang Long begin to have a trace of black gas on his body.

It was as if I had returned to that day, lying in a pool of blood under the morning sun, enduring the pain of rotting bones and swords, imagining the will of Xingtian and Chiyou, and looking at the cruel smile of the enemy......

"Then, I really had the strength, not to become stronger, not to become stronger, not to do anything else, but to have the power from the heart. He continued, every word was like a giant mountain falling to the ground, deafening.

"I don't feel pain anymore, as if my body and my soul have been separated, and even if I ignore this pain, I can use my cultivation. Hehe, when I swung out a rain of swords, the expressions of those people were like eating steamed buns and choking, until the heads were cut off, and their eyes were still deeply confused. ”

After Zhang Long finished speaking, the gaze in his black eyes became even more cold and domineering. The demonic energy on his body is heavier.

And everyone in several rooms was also calm.

All of them also had thrilling images in their minds, the headless Xingtian endlessly rushing and slashing in the midst of thousands of troops, like a fighting machine that would never get tired.

The headless Chiyou used all the essence and blood of his body, turned into a blood flag that covered the sky and the sun, and covered the remnants to escape. The limbs and remnants that were suppressed in the seal have been shaking and impacting incessantly for hundreds of millions of years, trying to break the seal.

and Zhang Longna's cold eyes that ignored all pain when he stood up from a pool of blood.

Inexplicably, people really don't hurt that much, as if the willpower is really strong enough to ignore the pain. The flesh and blood body has really become simple clothes, no matter whether it is covered in bruises or broken bones, it cannot affect the sobriety of the spirit and spirit.

At this moment, they felt that they were Xingtian, Chiyou, and Zhang Long!

Even the corners of people's mouths are all hooked up with a smile, or calm, or excited, or domineering and disregardful of everything.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, Wang Xiaohu and Xue Meng, who were in the same room, let out a low roar at the same time.

Wang Xiaohu's face was brainless and fierce, and his blood-drenched small body burst out with a strong wind, like a dragon and a tiger's domineering momentum. Blowing the curtains fluttering.

And Xue Meng's face was cold-blooded and ruthless, the little black face seemed to be made of steel, and he would not be moved when the sky collapsed, but he had a cold and fierce appearance.

At the same time, his skin suddenly darkened. A layer of fine black qi erupted, and quickly disappeared into the void.

In the living room, Zhang Long was stunned.

These two friends are not normal!

Wang Xiaohu's brainless and arrogant momentum is very similar to the fierceness of the ancient witch clan, with a simple mind, developed limbs, and a downbeat of life and death, so he will do it if he is not satisfied.

And Xue Meng's expression was cold-blooded, fierce and immovable, and with the black qi on his body, which obviously belonged to the demon qi in his heart, he looked like a pure demon.

The spiritual power locked on the two friends, Zhang Long wiped a cold sweat and muttered: "I know you two have a bit of a future, but this future seems to be a little off-track!"

……

After nearly twenty minutes, everyone's quenching was completed, and although there were dangers, there were also thrills.

Zhang Long ran into Xue Meng and Wang Xiaohu's room as soon as possible.

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