Hush......

It was as if a person exhaled softly, and a faint shadow floated out of the bone, overlapping with the previous shadow.

I didn't feel the soul-shocking feeling before, and now it was as relaxed as eating and drinking.

Shan Thirteen muttered to himself, and when he unconsciously finished the above nonsense, the shadow moved, leaving the body, and a faint breath flickered, looking like a ghost.

Shan 13 stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but unexpectedly, the shadow also made the same action, but the power was too weak to even withstand the palm wind, and it collapsed with one blow.

"Well, the soul fire jumped!"

The mutation in the thirteen soul fire of the mountain couldn't escape his own perception, as if his body had been hurt somewhere, and this invisible injury made him seem a little upset.

The fetters looked inward at the bones, but found that the shadow was almost dissipating, and an inexplicable sentimentality came to my heart, and at this time, the soul fire jumped again, and the shadow disappeared.

"Soul shock, shadow, soul fire?"

Shan 13 suddenly thought of something, sat cross-legged, and cast the magic bone technique to refine the bones again. It took almost twice as long as the first time, and sure enough, when the last bone was finished, a soul-shaking sensation appeared, followed by a shadow appearing inside the bone.

Shan Thirteen, who seemed to have figured out the trick, studied for half a month, and finally figured out the secret of the shadow, which is tantamount to one more means to save his life.

"Holy Bone Dharma Body!"

Whenever Shan Thirteen recites this sentence, the shadow will come out of the bone body, and it is connected with his own heart, and his mind is like an arm and a finger.

It's just that the shadow formed by each refining bone is too weak, especially the next refining, without enough energy support, the speed of the shadow slows down.

"This is the real money-burning thing!"

Shan Thirteen swallowed and foamed at the mouth, the current shadow only reached the innate power, but the resources consumed were ten times that of ordinary people, and he was distressed for three days before he gritted his teeth and continued to strengthen the shadow.

Time flickered, it had been more than eight months since Shan Thirteen entered the meditation room to cultivate, and today was the day to go out of the customs, and in two months it was the Zhou League Conference, and some preliminary preparations had to be made.

As soon as he got out of the customs, Shan Thirteen was shocked by a big shudder, and the tears of pain were so pitiful, not that he didn't want to avoid it, but that he was powerless to resist the violent person.

"Okay, you little slippery head, the game is imminent, you are good at practicing qi seven times, you are provoking my old man's bottom line!"

It's no wonder that most of the year's penance is not to mention the promotion to the foundation building period, but you can also get a qi training period ten times to rush to the façade, how can you expect the thirteen mountains to stand still, this is worth it.

Qi Xingzhi's originally smiling face was also cloudy, expecting Shan Thirteen to give a reasonable answer.

"Stop, stop, stop, there's still two months to go, and I'm going to catch up, but I'm a little bit shy. "Shan Thirteen is not afraid of boiling water for a dead pig, and he asks for resources with a dead face.

"You are shy in your pocket, what about so many promotion resources that the sect gave you?"

The old sloppy face was unhappy, as early as when the thirteen mountains were in retreat, enough resources were arranged, and there were five Zhuji Dan alone.

At this moment, he still wanted resources, and immediately waved his hand, and a sharp palm knife slapped head-on, and it was confirmed that Shan Thirteen would definitely report to Lord Yama.

"Take this palm and double the resources, otherwise you won't see the sun tomorrow, and you won't be embarrassed!"

This old man was sloppy and exerted forty percent of his strength, but the power of this forty percent was far above that of ordinary great monks, and it could be said that no one present had this ability.

"Hey, how can this be!"

Qi Xingzhi's expression was gloomy, he never expected such a bizarre tragedy, he had the heart to save him, but he couldn't do anything, and it was strange that the thirteen mountains ignored the reputation of the sect.

Seeing that palm was about to be implemented, everyone turned their heads to look sideways, and they couldn't bear to see the tragic image of Shan Thirteen being slapped into meat sauce, only to hear a loud noise, and the ground revealed a half-foot-deep palm print.

"There is no blood!" I don't know who shouted, there was no trace of Shan Thirteen after the palm print, and everyone looked at the old sloppy with some puzzlement.

The old sloppy was puzzled at first, then thought of something, and asked towards the door of the stone room, "Spirit snake coiled silk hand?"

"Yes, the junior has practiced!"

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Shan Thirteen appeared out of thin air, just where he disappeared before, he stretched out his hand with a smile and said proudly: "Double, hurry up!"

"This kid is always a surprise!"

Suddenly, a voice came, accompanied by a strong demonic aura, and everyone only felt that a yellow light flashed in front of them, and there was one more man and a woman in the field, plus a demon tiger.

The man's red hair, high nose bridge, and a pair of eyes full of confidence and arrogance, is there anyone else in Dugutian?

"Senior Brother Dugu!"

Shan 13 didn't expect that the person who came was Dugutian, so he naturally hugged him enthusiastically, looked at each other, and the feelings in his heart didn't need to be said.

Roar......

Suddenly, a tiger roar exploded, and Shan Thirteen only felt a pair of sharp claws on his shoulders, twisted his hands, and was about to fight back, when Dugutian said: "That's a mountain tiger, don't you know it?"

"Mountain tigers?"

Shan 13 stared at the majestic giant tiger in front of him, and he really couldn't remember where he had seen it, but this breath was really familiar!

The giant tiger raised its sharp claws and rubbed on Shan Thirteen's chest, and Shan Thirteen remembered this friction.

"Yanlin Tiger cub, is that you, little guy?"

Shan 13 grabbed the neck of the giant tiger, and the giant tiger narrowed his eyes very happily, making everyone who witnessed it sweat vigorously.

Shan 13 asked a little shyly, "Senior brother, why are you here?"

"I'm the No. 2 seed, and I didn't expect the No. 3 seed to be you. Dugutian said with a smile on his face, and then introduced: "This is Senior Sister Zhao Yuqing, the No. 1 seed. ”

"Uncle Zhao is good!" Shan Thirteen was as he was called that day, and he was very respectful, but it was just that pair of tricks, but he stared at people's chests with bad intentions and swept them around.

Zhao Yuqing's face turned red, and it was inconvenient to attack, so he had to snort lightly, which was considered to have been said hello, but the anger in his eyes could be imagined, if his eyes could kill, Shan Thirteen would definitely be dead.

"Okay, sharpen the gun in battle, and it's not fast. You three come with my old man!" the old man waved his sloppy hand, and the three of them got on his tattered flying magic weapon and shot towards the back mountain.