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Wearing a mask on his face, hiding three layers of cultivation, some cultivators who relied on high cultivation were unceremoniously, wanting to buy and grab half, Zhong Zhen was extremely upset in his heart, and all of them beat people to death with old fists.

After beating someone, it was as if he had taken a breath, as if he had stepped on Mu Lichou's face a few times. It's been too long to hide in Tibet, and I always feel like I want to be like these unreasonable people, and when I see someone who doesn't like my eyes, I will kill him with a knife.

This is really what we see in this world: is the law of the jungle?

Sitting in front of the stall, she kept thinking about this question, but she couldn't think about it at all. There are too many unfair things from childhood to adulthood, people are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, and the days of the weak are always trembling and frightened, and they have to walk along the corners, for fear of bumping into the powerful or cultivators.

Yunzhi County is like this, the dark tomb gate is the same, but when I went to the famous and decent Huajian Pavilion, it was even more unbearable.

Looking at the devastated Xiangcheng, the houses collapsed and turned into rubble, and the former restaurant silk village was less than half. There were no half ordinary people, all of them were murderous cultivators, walking in groups on the streets.

Is this what is called spiritual practice?

Those who cultivate a fart are all considered superior to others, and treat ordinary people as animals, but in fact, these cultivators are the real animals. Zhong Zhen cursed in her heart, extremely impetuous, as if she didn't like anyone, even if she came to buy something with the harmonious flower spirit crystal, she didn't give people good words.

She sold the magic weapons and surplus treasure bags that she didn't use, and bought some other necessities from other stalls, such as healing pills and detoxification pills, as well as cleansing pills that eliminated impurities in her body, and then she planned to go to Ningguo to do things for Zhu Ziling.

Thinking too much, in addition to giving yourself a headache. It doesn't seem to help.

Passing through the swamp, it is naturally the fastest to control the magic weapon of flight. She had a shuttle magic weapon in her hand, but she didn't plan to use it.

There are too many seniors in the soul refining period flying in the sky, and I am afraid that they will fly hundreds of miles. It will be like a sparrow that has been struck by a naughty boy's slingshot, and all the feathers on its body will be plucked clean.

But the Thousand Miles Swamp, if you want to dig through the ground, it's simply impossible. If you come across a drier place, there are a large number of practitioners entrenched. Zhong Zhen went underground. When I arrived at the muddy ground where those poisonous insects flew around, there was no shadow of half a person in the past, but I could run generously on the small stone slab made of condensation.

Walking all the way, almost half of her spiritual power was consumed, and she did not hesitate to enter the underground to meditate and cultivate. In such a place where there is a crisis everywhere, to drain your spiritual power is to find death.

Although the magic weapon boots on his feet are easy to use, the spiritual power that can be absorbed by himself is too little, at least ten times less than closing his eyes and meditating.

After days of running, he has been far away from the center of the battlefield. Zhong Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and no longer had to rush like a reservoir dog about to be beaten.

She couldn't figure out the way of this world anyway, and she couldn't figure out why she wanted to practice. There is only one thing, but it is clear.

Try to live no matter what!

If you want to live longer and not be eaten as fish, you have to enhance your cultivation, and only when you reach the soul refining period can you speak louder.

There are many more mutant beasts in the swamp than in the ordinary mountains, and some of them look evil, and their whole bodies are covered with ambiguous thick liquid. It's like snot covering. Something like this is really unpleasant to look at, and I don't want to bake it and eat it.

But she didn't care, and even forgot about her disgust. Absorb them all.

Even if it is not a mutant beast, some ordinary beasts that can be seen everywhere, because they are somewhat helpful to cultivation, Zhong Zhen also accepts them all.

The heart that desperately wants to become strong is stronger than ever and completely irrepressible.

This day underground. When they met on a narrow road, they encountered a group of rats that had bitten holes in the ground, and the number was extremely large, more than ten times more than the first group encountered.

Rats always remind Zhong Zhen of her childhood, she was terrified and disgusting in her heart, obviously stronger than these things, she could shoot countless to death with a wave of her hand, but she still couldn't help but be afraid.

Finally absorbing thousands of rats, she immediately changed to a clean place and sat down to refine.

Unlike usual, the blood and qi were surging very violently, and Zhong Zhen's heart fluctuated, and he could barely settle down. A large number of xenomorph breath was not refined, her brain was dizzy, and her belly seemed to be stuffed with fatty meat, she forcibly calmed her mind and finally reluctantly entered meditation.

A cloud of colorful breath sometimes rotates rapidly, sometimes stagnates.

Zhong Zhen's face was flushed, like a stove burning extremely hot, even with a disguised mask, which could not hide half a point at all.

Not long after, her face showed a look of pain, cold sweat drenched, one moment gritted her teeth, and the other she wept bitterly.

Zhong Zhen, who is in the meditation, is bright red in meditation, and has entered the magic barrier.

As if she had returned to her childhood, when she was bullied by the evil servant, the woman smirked and threw countless mice on her, and the mice kept gnawing and dripping with blood, and gradually only white bones remained.

The scene changes, the grandmother is cooking in the kitchen, and the young Zhong Zhen is sitting in front of the stove, helping to light the fire. Suddenly, Mu Lichou, with a murderous face, broke the door, broke in directly, and stabbed a sword into Grandma's heart.

She saw that all the neighbors were killed by Mu Lichou, and she was hung in the air, slowly bitten to death by a group of poisonous insects flying by. And Huang Yazhi suddenly appeared, surrounded by Demps, the two of them seemed to be a pair of wall figures, smiling on the sidelines, as if watching the spring flowers bloom in a poetic and picturesque manner.

The people I knew appeared one by one, including Qiu Bali, the senior brother of the Dark Tomb Gate, and the old master, who died in the hands of Liu Doukui.

Lin Jiaoyan came back from the dead, crying bitterly and kowtowing and begging for mercy, but suddenly plunged a hand into the heart of the bamboo bean and dug out the bloody heart.

Ding Jiancheng walked over from across the street, without the sunny smile of the past, and said: You have offended my master, I will kill you for him.

The cripple finally went to the battlefield, but he still went to the wrong team and was beheaded by his comrades.

Chang Hanxiang's female disciples were tied to thick iron chains, as thin as skeletons, and slowly starved to death one by one.

Zhu Ziling, dressed in a gorgeous costume and carrying several wives and concubines, passed by Zhong Zhen's side, turning a blind eye, as if he didn't know her. Those wives and concubines suddenly turned their heads together and scolded her: You don't pee and look in the mirror to see who you are, it's just wishful thinking, three-inch, ugly.

The whip of the White Commander struck her again and again, flesh and blood flying, and bones brittled into slag.

Zhong Zhen was almost crazy, and he couldn't settle down for a long time, and opened a pair of blood-red eyes, but he couldn't see anything. There were only large patches of blood spraying in front of her, overwhelming rats, and countless people who knew her, all of them were like bloody people, with swords in their hands, and killed her.

She had only one thought, to kill everyone, to kill them all. (To be continued.) )