Without paying any more attention to Roland, Chen Han's consciousness continued to sink into the sword soul space in his soul, and as expected, the original number of 10/10 became 9/10.

At the same time, the faint sense of weakness revealed in his soul still clearly reminded Chen Han that everything he had just experienced was obviously not without a price.

But fortunately, the origin method of the Sword Sutra is constantly running, and the cool feeling is constantly coming, making that feeling gradually fade, although it is very slow, but the effect is still very obvious.

It seems that this kind of consumption can't be used casually.,If it's all consumed.,Does it mean that my soul is all consumed.,In that case, it's okay if it can be recovered.,But it's possible that my soul will die completely when it reaches 0.,It seems that it's better to keep the connection between consumption and recovery as much as possible in the future.。 ’

Secretly made up his mind, but Chen Han did not dispel the idea of continuing to strengthen, after all, there were still a full 9 points left, so there should be no problem.

After thinking about it, Chen Han decided to focus on the internal refining chapter of the Interception and Washing Spirit Record, the physical body and energy are the two most critical means externally, and there must not be a little sloppy about these, although this internal refining method for exercising the body requires 4 soul points, but Chen Han did not hesitate much.

'Convert the internal refining chapter of the Interception Refining Cleansing Soul Record into a sword canon, confirm the conversion, and consume your own origin soul points! ’

As before, the numbers in his mind changed, but there were also differences, that is, the changes in Chen Han's body from the outside world.

Chen Han didn't even have time to withdraw from the space in his soul, and a strong and huge pain came from his body.

Chen Han was caught off guard, and directly collapsed from the original cross-legged sitting on the ground.

The huge willpower made Chen Han not pass out because of this pain, but could clearly feel the great transformation of every wisp of blood and every cell of himself.

'No wonder you need to consume so many soul points compared to before, the effects of the two can't be compared at all. Chen Han thought bitterly in his heart.

After all, this is the case for human beings, the physical body is born with the soul, and the energy is cultivated, and the change of the latter is naturally simpler than the former.

The physical body refining of the internal refining chapter of the previous Interception and Cleansing Soul Record, after all, was only borrowing energy to continuously compress and extract the physical body, but now the special physique that has been transformed from the original physical body to the sword canon is no longer a simple refining of the physical body, but a complete transformation from genes.

Under Chen Han's already pale skin, the blue-purple blood vessels cracked, and fine blood streaks were densely covered under the skin.

From the outside, Chen Han's original appearance was completely indistinguishable, and the bloodshot color was dense, and the red to purple color occupied the main components of the body.

This is not the end, and then these fine blood threads are still surging, like red blood snakes that are constantly swimming under the skin, Chen Han suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were also bloodshot, except for the dark pupils, the whites of his eyes have been completely replaced by blood-like red.

That kind of incomparably severe pain, as if to tear Chen Han in half, this kind of severe pain Chen Han almost never felt, but he never passed out, and the change in his physique made the original body's emergency treatment of the crisis state disappear.

And the tenacious soul essence of a first-level transcendent made Chen Han feel this inhuman pain more clearly.

The fine little snake under the skin swam, and it didn't take long for a while, as if it had found a breakthrough, and the little snake began to secrete out along the pores on Chen Han's skin.

In just an instant, Chen Hanxue's white coat had been completely wet with the scarlet blood flowing out of his own, and this was just the beginning, as if he was going to flow out all the blood in his body, Chen Han's body was like a leaky wooden barrel, and the blood that burst out quickly and densely exploded on his body.

The pungent smell of blood filled Chen Han's entire senses almost instantly, causing all his original feelings about the outside world to turn blood red.

"I,, Lord Satan again, here's what's going on."

The body of the Devil Roland, who was originally hidden in the spatial stack, shook, and suddenly appeared in the void, and the pale Gaian face looked at Chen Han in front of him, who was no longer a human at all.

"Don't, big brother, boss, master, Chen Han! Fuck your ancestors, don't you die, what can I do if you die, wake up, eh, wake up first, help me pull out that damn sword from my origin first......"

Chen Han heard Roland's shouts clearly, but he didn't pay attention to it, this heart-rending pain still kept coming, and at the same time, as the blood slowly flowed out, the originally warm body became cold, Chen Han only felt that this was the first time he was so close to death, even when he faced the Corpse Insect King for the first time, he had never been so thorough.

"Yes, yes, it's okay, it's okay, he's already a first-level soul origin, his physical body is shattered, as long as he finds another physical body within a period of time, he can't die...... Damn, I'm scared to death Uncle Roland. ”

In Roland's continuous fragmented thoughts, Chen Han finally felt that the last wisp of blood pumped by his heart in his body finally flowed out of his body along his body. At the same time, the cells and genes that were constantly fragmenting were finally recombined.

The smell of blood completely filled the room, and the disgusting aura was only Roland, who didn't feel the slightest bit about it, except for Chen Han himself.

"Eh, no, why hasn't this kid's soul origin been ejected by this dead body, could it be that this kid is a dead eye, so he has to let himself die with this body?" Thinking of this terrifying conclusion, Roland's face suddenly changed, and he was about to pounce directly on Chen Han's body lying in a pool of blood, even if he dragged it, he had to drag out the soul of the owner of this pit devil.

As soon as the white light flashed, Roland came to Chen Han's head on the ground, and was about to burrow into it from the top of his head.

But just as he was about to act, Chen Han's eyes, which had no breathing and body temperature, suddenly opened, looked at the face of the white light less than a centimeter away from him, and said lightly: "What are you going to do?" ”

In Roland's sunken eye sockets, the same somewhat white eyes blinked, and then like a fried cat, he suddenly stepped back a few meters: "You, you... What are you? Could it be the group of necromancers? Or an alchemist? ”

"I'm Chen Han."

Chen Han's eyes returned to the way they were before, and there was no emotion in his eyes, as if nothing had happened before, but the scarlet blood flowing all over the ground and the smell of blood wafting in the room reminded Roland all the time that he was definitely not dreaming just now.

(End of chapter)