Zhang Zhan was about to explode and die.

The night was peaceful, there was no wind, there were no lights in the ghetto, it was dark.

But in this darkness, in a house close to the residential area in the slum, the lights were flickering, and through the flickering lights, you could see three men crouching on the ground with bruises on their bodies, with a frightened face, these three men were the three people Zhang Zhan let go.

And at the front of the three men was Li Si's corpse.

At this time, Li Si had a lot of dirt on his body, and it could be seen that he had just dug it out of the ground not long ago.

Next to Li Si's corpse, a thin man in his forties and fifties stood motionless, with a sad look on his face, and his eyes were even more fierce when he looked at the three of them.

And behind this man, six fierce and vicious men are like clay wood carvings, respectfully erected there.

Then I heard the man speak.

"Bury my son, secretly want to run, hum, I don't know who gave you the guts, do you really think you can run, bury my son, a big crime, now, I can't let you live." The man's voice was hoarse, and although he spoke slowly and coherently, his eyes were full of anger.

Listening to the man's words, the six people behind him suddenly lifted the three men and walked out, the three men had infinite horror in their eyes, and begged for mercy, but no one paid attention.

Seeing the three people being pulled away, the man looked at Li Si's body:

"What a good person my son is, there are also people who can't bear to put him to death, hum, this revenge, I must revenge, Zhang Zhan, a small first-order peak disciple, dare to ruin my son's life, I will definitely dig out your heart and lungs, break your bones and cramp, so, I only hate in my heart."

After the man finished speaking, he cocked his orchid finger, raised his arm slightly, put his little finger on the tip of his nose, sniffed slowly, and then walked to the door with a shake.

The next moment, this person suddenly roared angrily, and punched forward, the fist peak tore the surrounding air in an instant, making a piercing cracking sound, the air was driven by the fist, turned into a fist, rushed forward, and did not disperse, and then the fist hit the huge stone cylinder in the corner of the wall, making a muffled sound.

This man is Li Si's godfather, named Wang Li, the servant of the youngest grandson of the head of the Li family, and a disciple of the second-order Dacheng stage.

This house is naturally not the Li family, but the place where Wang Li mediated the slave girls to Li Liang, and the reason why the location was chosen as a slum is because it is chaotic enough that no one cares about it.

Wang Li vented his punch and walked out of the courtyard gate, and then led people to the depths of the slum, and the direction he was walking was towards Zhang Zhan's house.

Press Wang Li and don't show it for the time being, just talk about Zhang Zhan.

At this time, Zhang Zhan was sweating like pulp, his face was hideous, and the terrifying feeling of swelling and cracking made him extremely painful, and he felt that if he continued like this, he would explode and die.

"System, if you want to kill Lao Tzu, you won't be better." Zhang Zhan scolded in his heart, but as soon as the system died, naturally there was no reaction, and the transformation speed of the fairy stone did not change, and the mana was more and more, just a trace was missing, and it was enough to condense a wisp.

At the same time, Zhang Zhan also felt that his body had reached a critical point, and it was about to explode with a bang, and he was a little desperate, because when this trace of mana was integrated, he would be finished.

"Damn, being killed by your own golden finger is really a beep dog! I'm not reconciled. Zhang Zhan roared unwillingly.

The last trace of mana melts, and then boom!

It was not Zhang Zhan who exploded and died, but the wisps of mana that had just been condensed were shattered.

It turned out that at the last moment, when Zhang Zhan was about to explode and die, the aura transformed by the fairy stone suddenly shook, directly dispersing the condensed wisps of mana.

The next moment, this huge mana aura was impressively integrated into the first wisp of mana, and this wisp of mana shook suddenly, forming a suction force in an instant, directly absorbing those loose mana, boom, the first wisp of mana suddenly swelled in a circle.

"It was shattered, and the first wisp of mana was strengthened, and there was a false alarm, whew, this system is not a pit to the end. Well, just in case, let's stop cultivating first. Feeling calm, Zhang Zhan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the joy of surviving after the catastrophe was indescribable.

But the next moment, Zhang Zhan's expression changed, and he couldn't laugh anymore, because the exercises couldn't stop.

"Damn, how could this be."

The exercises couldn't stop, and the consequence was that the mana was condensed again, and the more and more they gathered, the swelling pain followed, and soon, Zhang felt that he was about to explode and die again.

"Damn!" Zhang Zhan was shocked and wanted to cry without tears.

At this critical juncture, the mana was dispersed again, and then the second wisp of mana followed suit.

"Whew, get through." Just breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, Zhang Zhan's face changed: "Huh? Still coming? ”

The mana was condensed for the third time, and a look of pain suddenly appeared on Zhang Zhan's face again.

The exercises are running all the time.

Then there is the fourth condensation, the dispersion, the fifth, the dispersion, the sixth, the dispersion, and the seventh......

Just like this, the mana in Zhang Zhan's body grew one after another, and the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh rays of mana were ......

This process is no less than a kind of torture for Zhang Zhan, because he has to experience the pain of dying from an explosion every time.

"Is this to condense all the mana, the condensed ones are twice as large as the original, is this the legendary pain and happiness, but how can the growth under this kind of torture not make people happy, pit, too pit, this broken system is too pit." At this time, Zhang Zhan was sweating profusely, and his face was distorted by pain, but he was no longer worried about dying from exploding, he was too guilty, but this was already very good, that is, he had a system, if others forcibly condensed and broke through, it would be the end of exploding and dying.

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"It's been the twenty-second time to be wheeled.,I don't know if it's my delusion.,The swelling pain seems to have weakened when I was wheeled just now.。 But Lao Tzu still wants to say, the system is a pit for you! ”

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"Well, it's not an illusion, it's really weakened, and the swelling pain is barely bearable by the twenty-fifth time."

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"It's the twenty-seventh time, the swelling pain is so weak, hey, should this condensation be able to survive, well, there is no too painful feeling, it's still a little bit, if you want to succeed, you have to succeed, you have to succeed...... The system is a pit for you, and the shock is dispersed at this time! "He just thought he almost made it.

Although he secretly cursed in his heart, he was not actually the slightest frustrated, because he knew that this was the time when it was already a matter of course.

Sure enough, when the mana was condensed again, Zhang Zhan did not feel any discomfort, and the next moment, it was very natural that the mana was directly condensed successfully, so he advanced to a second-order entry disciple.

This condensation can be said to be a matter of course, smooth and smooth.

"It's not easy, it's not easy, and the feeling of swelling and cracking again and again is really palpitating."

If there was any drawback, it was that the twenty-eighth wisp of mana was more than twice as small as the others.

After successfully condensing, Zhang Zhan tried to see if he could stop running the exercises, and then he was surprised and retreated.

"Exited."

"Well, do you want to continue!"

"If you have successfully advanced to the second-order entry stage disciple, and there is no follow-up exercise, whether continuing to cultivate is also a forcible condensation, or you won't practice first, hmm! Think about today's battle, if it weren't for the blessing of the fairy king, I would have died a long time ago, this world is not the earth, strength is respected, isn't it pain, as long as I don't die, no matter how painful I am, I have to hold on, but I want to take Ni Ni out of the slums, how can I do it without strength, fight. After a battle between heaven and man in his heart, Zhang Zhan gritted his teeth and ran the exercises again.

Rumble!