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With great effort, Sikong sat on the edge of the bed, pestle his chin with his hand, and turned into a statue. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In his mind, it was already a mess of batter, and with Sikong's current brain circuit, he directly recalled it for a long time before he remembered the general content of the Netherworld Divine Method.

"Huh? Why am I learning this? ”

Sikong fell into philosophical contemplation again.

Suddenly, from Sikong's interface pupil, a memo appeared in front of him.

"Oh! Enter the one-dimensional cone realm and heal your wounds! ”

Sikong suddenly remembered and patted his forehead: "Heal, heal......"

The connecting pupil membrane was not removed, Sikong lay back directly, and lay on the bed with a 'touch' sound.

Caught up in the spiritual practice.

The superstring furnace hums, and the colorful furnace fire breaks the boundaries of dimensions.

The space returns to the one-dimensional cone.

As far as the eye can see, all green.

Sikong has become an outlier in this base green micro-string realm, and not far away, there is an exceptionally bright and huge spiritual body.

Liu Haoran's heart was more sad than death, and he was so angry that he couldn't wait to drink the blood of the smuggler in that dimension, eat his flesh, squeeze his bones into powder, dry and extract them, and eat them!

It's just that he can only think about all this.

Entering this base green micro-string realm, he became a captive of this one-dimensional cone.

Unless someone breaks the barrier between dimensions once again and brings him back to his world, he will be imprisoned for eternity!

The one-dimensional cone realm is not destroyed, and he is also immortal, achieving an alternative eternal life.

Infinite despair, infinite loneliness.

Suddenly, in his 'field of vision', a faint sprout like a firefly, dimly swaying, like a candle in the wind, suddenly appeared!

'It's him!' Stowaway! ’

Liu Haoran was overjoyed, and he wanted to take revenge and kill this stowaway!

Then, slowly, he staggered forward at a speed that almost stayed in place.

The huge suction force, coming from the green micro-strings in front and back, was about to nail him in place.

Even with his spiritual domain value of 45 points, he could only break this kind of adsorption, and for a while, he actually maintained a uniform speed with that damn stowaway!

Sikong was a little puzzled, looking not far away, the bright and flickering spirit body seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

'Forget it, what's in the memo?' Oh, break the moat, go to the base blue micro string realm, and don't linger in the same place! ’

'Be careful with one person? Nobody......

Sikong held the idea that 'he would not harm himself', like an old cow cart, slowly brewing the will of martial arts, and encouraging his emotions bit by bit.

Approaching, Liu Haoran gradually walked towards the sky.

A little bit of domineering and long aura floated out of Sikong's spiritual body.

Liu Haoran's eyes glared angrily, bleeding and crying, complaining about fate, he was going to use his teeth to tear Sikong apart!

Domineering conceived into will, and a vague martial will appeared, but on the moat, only a slight crack was exposed, and it was impossible to let the commonplace pass.

He wants to smuggle again! Haha, the dimension has a self-healing function, the previous gap closes, and he has to make a new one! And his mental damage must be extremely time-consuming, this is a godsend, the favor of the god of fate! ’

Liu Haoran, who has never believed in ghosts and gods, but only believes in science, was overjoyed, made a wish to the gods and Buddhas, and approached Sikong bit by bit.

Another martial arts consciousness emerged, impacting the gap.

Liu Haoran approached Sikong a little closer.

And just when Liu Haoran was about to approach Sikong, a gap that was a little narrow and long enough for Sikong to pass through appeared.

Sikong, disappearing in an instant.

And Liu Haoran looked at the gap in front of him, less than one-twentieth of his spiritual body, and wanted to cry without tears, grabbing the ground with his head!

'I hate it......'

Appearing in the Kilan Micro String Realm, Sikong looked at the cone in confusion, absorbing large or small, bright or dark points of light.

These points of light are incompatible with the blue micro strings, and even with the intelligence of the mentally handicapped children of today, they can guess that the spirit of treating serious injuries must be implemented on this point of light!

'Lower nine shades, with light and dust, through its reasoning, clear its waves......

Sikong repeatedly pecked at the mantra of the Netherworld Divine Method, as if looking at the mountains through the fog, and scratching his face.

'Hey, the fire can swallow the microstrings, but what about the fire? ’

Poor Sikong actually drew inferences from one another, and actually came up with an idea.

Sikong excitedly approached a small spiritual fragment and took a bite of it!

Then, as if biting a piece of flowing water, this spiritual fragment first fell into Sikong's mouth, and then floated out directly from Sikong's body, as if Sikong's body was a leak, and it didn't fall at all.

Sikong was depressed, and had to honestly comprehend the Netherworld Divine Method.

Time passes little by little.

Sikong only felt that his spirit was in a trance, until he reached the point where he saw that the flower was not a flower and the fog was not a fog, he tried to touch the smaller spiritual fragment with his spiritual body.

An extremely weak warm current, with low efficiency, passed from the spiritual fragments into Sikong's body.

Suddenly, Sikong's spirit was shocked, his brain seemed to be clearer, and the layers of fog seemed to have dissipated a little.

Even the obscure Netherworld Divine Method, which he didn't even understand a percent, seemed to understand a little bit!

'There's a play! ’

Sikong was overjoyed, and made persistent efforts, while continuing to comprehend the Netherworld Divine Method, while eating away at the spiritual fragments.

The conversion efficiency is gradually improving.

Sikong's spiritual body gradually grew.

The Netherworld Divine Law gradually became transparent.

Until, this mass of spiritual fragments is completely incorporated into the commonplace!

Now, Sikong's spiritual body is almost half larger than just now, and it has a somewhat condensed feeling, and the amplitude of swaying has also decreased slightly.

Sikong was overjoyed, and staggered forward one after another, heading towards the nearest spiritual fragment.

Pieces of spiritual fragments were incorporated by Sikong, like a snowball, as Sikong's spiritual body healed.

And the comprehension speed of the Netherworld Divine Law has increased greatly, and the efficiency of the transformation of spiritual fragments has also slowly increased!

Double, double......

Sikong's spiritual body gradually increased, and in the end, when he was seriously injured, it was three times larger!

In other words, Sikong's spiritual domain value improved from 2 points when he was seriously injured to 6 points, reaching the level of an ordinary one-dimensional micro-string level peak cultivator, which is half of Sikong's heyday!

In front of Sikong, only the last three were left, which were extremely bright, like spiritual fragments that had been tempered thousands of times.

Sikong even sensed that these three fragments contained some special ingredients.

This is, the spiritual core!

Sikong was like a glutton, and pounced, and the Netherworld Divine Method, which he had almost completely mastered, was operating, and a spiritual core slowly shrank at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and was incorporated into Sikong's body.

A moment later, the three spiritual fragments disappeared and were completely destroyed by Sikong Jin.

But the strange thing is that the size of Sikong's spiritual body is still the same, and it is already only 6 spiritual domain values, and it seems that those three spiritual fragments have no effect.

However, Sikong was keenly aware that the spiritual core within his spiritual body seemed to have undergone some kind of abnormality, developing in a direction that Sikong could not predict.

'It's a blessing or a curse......

Sikong secretly returned to the base green micro-string realm.