The green bead is the essence condensation of the stamens transformed into a divine dragon, and it is floating quietly in Liu Ming's right head at the moment, and then gradually the surface begins to emit a faint halo, and wisps of green mist begin to overflow from the inside to envelop Liu Ming's entire head.

The green mist was pervasive, and even Liu Ming's consciousness was in its permeable range, and then enveloped the negative consciousness in it.

The green mist seemed to have an infinite purifying effect, and the originally tyrannical consciousness group had converged a lot at the moment, and a more pure and bright consciousness particle slowly grew and grew, and finally merged together.

They are the consciousness that Liu Ming maintained before to be clear, and now due to the moisture of the green mist, they have completely grown, and gradually keep pace with the irritable consciousness group, and with the passage of time, they finally occupy the absolute initiative!

Liu Ming finally regained control of consciousness at this moment.

The green beads seemed to have senses, and suddenly turned into billions of wisps of vitality and merged into Liu Ming's limbs and hundreds of remains.

Although Liu Ming was rescued by Chengfeng when he was a child and bathed in an elixir barrel for five years, the subtle injuries and defects in the depths of his body could not be repaired, and this is precisely the reason why Liu Ming's body has been emaciated.

At this moment, hundreds of millions of wisps of vitality were integrated into Liu Ming's body, as if the flesh and blood that had dried up with hunger and thirst had been watered by Ganlin!

Liu Ming's body is now undergoing a rebirth because of the help of the green beads.

When the lotus stamens that had reverted back to their original body were about to shatter, the lotus seat suddenly shot out a crystal red light to completely envelop the stamens, and the stamens returned to their detached position under the guidance of this energy.

A steady stream of vitality is transported from the lotus base to the stamens, and the dried stamens gradually begin to become full.

It's just that the stamen is obviously very damaged, and it will be difficult to recover for a while.

Then the lotus petals rotated rapidly, and in the flickering moments, they reappeared in the perineal acupoint.

Finally, it appeared in the hand of a red-haired teenager and melted into his body!

The red-haired young man was naturally Liu Ming's heroism, but at this moment, the look in his eyes was slightly dim, and a look of deep tiredness appeared on his face!

Yingluo immediately sat down again, this time in order to help the body, he paid a lot of price, at least half a month of cultivation to fully recover!

If all this is driven by the ontological consciousness, the heroic spirit will naturally be relaxed and freehand in cooperation with the conscious action.

However, due to the crisis of the ontology, only the last trace of consciousness was transmitted to him, and all the next actions could only rely on himself.

This is too great a burden on him, and the heroic body has been damaged to a certain extent!

All that Yinglu has done is worth it in his opinion, and if he ignores the body, the body will die, and it will be difficult for him to survive!

The heroic body sits with his eyes closed, and a steady stream of energy enters his body from the chakras below.

His seemingly frail and emaciated body was expanding at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The hands that were as dry as eagle's claws were gone, replaced by a pair of white and red, full and powerful hands!

The skinny body no longer exists, presenting a plump, muscular and powerful body.

The muscle contours on the chest are moderately perfect and not exaggerated, but you can feel the vigorous blood and explosive power!

The most obvious is the completely unfamiliar face, the previous little face lacked flesh and blood, thin and unbearable, plus the fiery red mark, the face was ugly and hideous!

But now the heroic face is like jade, his eyebrows are like a cold sword, and the bridge of his nose is high, just like a handsome young man!

At this moment, the red mark on the left side of his face, which has been slightly faded, adds a touch of coldness to it, and Yinglu's current appearance looks heroic and handsome!

It's a total cheating tool to attract women!

The physiognomy of the Seven Spirits changes with the change of the body, and the reason why the body of the hero has changed so dramatically is actually that Liu Ming's body has been reborn under the nourishment of the vitality of the green beads.

Or rather, Liu Ming finally regained his original appearance!

Heroic didn't know if he was satisfied with this, and he smiled mysteriously at the corner of his mouth!

In the unknown space, in the depths of the dark and dead sea, a young man with a rich spirit like jade and a bloody spirit floated quietly.

At a certain moment, the young man quietly opened his closed eyes, only to see that his pupils were as black as ink, and his eyes were as red as blood!

The boy had just woken up, his handsome expression was a little confused, his eyes scanned around in confusion, and then a blood-red eye opened as his eyebrows squirmed.

The boy actually has three eyebrows!

The boy's three eyes looked around, but there was only boundless black, hopeless blackness in his eyes, and after a while, the boy showed a sudden look.

Then he stiffened his body, and his expression was ecstatic: "It turns out that the Seven Spirits are really not ethereal, they all exist in the Wheel Sea, and without conscious communication, they can only be trapped in the Wheel Sea and unable to leave, let alone provide energy for themselves, and they will not be able to achieve the fusion of refining gods and refining bodies."

The young man glanced down at his bloody hands, and shook them unconsciously, feeling that he seemed to be able to easily crush the rocks.

The young man couldn't help but lose his mind and muttered: "Is this the power after opening the door of Hugh? It's really incredible, I'm afraid that I can now open a mountain and chisel stones with the strength of my body alone!"

As soon as his mind moved, a pair of wide and plump blood wings behind him were completely stretched, and the thousands of blood-red and demonic eyes on it seemed to be rooted in it, and when the blood wings fanned at will, the black sea water was isolated.

"The state of becoming a demon has been accidentally hit, and it can finally be controlled, plus the blood and qi power brought by opening the door now ......"

The corners of the handsome young man's mouth rose slightly, and he said arbitrarily and lightly: "Let me see how strong it is!" Before the words fell, under the buoyancy of the sea water and the rapid flapping of blood-colored wings, the young man soared up!

As he left the depths of the sea a little bit, the boy became more and more awake, and his body became more and more bloody, soaring into the sky!

The young man raised his hands and feet to show his unparalleled self-confidence, and his pride tore through the darkness and flattened the sea in all directions.

The young man's handsome and evil face became more and more happy, and his own violent blood qi was already like substance, and the sea water around him was constantly evaporated.

He laughed wildly and said, "Although I haven't fought against the Spirit Cultivator, I am confident that I can fight the Spirit Feather Realm!"

At this moment, on the Black Sea, an old man less than one meter six tall walked back and forth with a silver slender beard, and his old face showed all kinds of complex emotions of shame, anxiety, and restlessness.

"Let me explain, you can't blame the old man! Your punch is so hard that you hammered the old man and me to the clouds, and the old man's treasure almost left me. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he carefully touched the root of his beard with both hands, and seemed to be uneasy, so he gently plucked it.

When he felt that his beard was still strong, the old man continued to mutter, "Ming'er, it's not easy for me, old man!

Hey, you don't have to feel too distressed, who made the old man worry about you! It's a pity that when the old man and I return proudly, you have already entered the sea of styx. ”

The old man sighed faintly and said: "Ming'er, I don't dare to enter this place of the Stygian Sea, it's not an old man, mainly because I have occasionally felt cold recently, so I shouldn't wade into the water!"

The old man looked at the black sea water under his feet with palpitations, and his heart beat a drum.

"This old monster probably won't meet the old man and me!"

"Oh no, there's no time to rehearse, this kid can do it himself so quickly!"

The old man's previously radiant body suddenly collapsed, and he covered his lower abdomen with both hands and roared in pain.