Walking out of the expansion room, the light was a little dazzling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sikong subconsciously blocked his eyebrows with his hand, adapting to the artificial light source above his head.

"Failure, next ......"

The cold mechanical synthesis sound came out, and I saw several staff members hurrying over, and after looking at Sikong with strange eyes, they rushed into the telescopic room.

Soon after, the staff walked out of the retractable room holding a password table that had been poked out of a huge hole and telling a tragic past.

Suddenly, the stars present looked at Sikong with strange eyes.

And Sikong's face did not change, he remained calm, and after calmly scanning the crowd, he walked down slowly.

"It's really a bottleneck, it's not just as simple as mastering the body perfectly, it's also about the unity of the spirit and the desire, and the spirit and the body are highly compatible." Sikong nodded.

Speaking of mysteries, taking Sikong as an example, the physical fitness is enough, but the spirit can't keep up with the pulse of the body, which restricts the almost perfect body.

In the civilization of cultivating immortals, this is called a congenital spiritual root defect.

"I've read your information, if I had hoped to decipher it before I became a dimensional king, but now ......" Gentleman Sword felt a little sorry.

"Although this kind of subtle realm is rare, it can be a huge poisonous wolf star, I don't believe that you can't find someone, right?" Sikong was a little puzzled.

"Of course, if you say it closely, Lord Poison Wolf has reached the fourth dimension, and this realm is just waiting for leisure. But Lord Poison Wolf, he has not returned from the sixth wall, we can only set a reward, hoping that there will be brave men under the heavy money, so that some low-key guys can take the lead. ”

Junzi Jian looked at the long queue of stars who were eager to try, and said to Sikong: "...... Xiai"

Sikong's afterglow suddenly caught a glimpse of the outside of the telescopic room, and a piece of red cloth was written-Those who successfully decipher will be rewarded with 100,000 crape myrtle coins!

Suddenly, Sikong looked generous, his words were sonorous, and he said in a loud voice: "Such a major event related to the development of my poisonous wolf, someone in my company is not talented, and he is willing to contribute!" ”

"Brother Jun, farewell!"

Sikong bowed his hand and turned away without hesitation.

"Hey, Sikong, Sikong......"

Junzi Jian shouted one after another, but the figure of Sikong in his field of vision became fainter and fainter, and disappeared after a few seconds.

"What's this?"

Junzi Jian shook his head, listening to the sound of defeat endlessly, and there was more gloom in his eyes.

…………

A lozenge is swallowed into the abdomen, quickly decomposed into various medicines, passed through the capillaries, and is transported to all parts of the body by the vigorous blood.

In an instant, Sikong felt a sense of satisfaction in his whole body, and his body, which was still in a faint sense of hunger at all times, was heartily enriched.

Sikong clenched his hands suddenly, and there was a sound like a thunderous drumbeat, and there were visible waves of qi coming out.

Just by clenching his fists, the papers in the room flew, the potted plants swayed, and the sound of Xi Xi hit the room.

The reputation of Yaowangtang, Sikong has long heard of it, and it is a large cross-star enterprise that is not inferior to the boutique hall, with strong strength, and is listed among the top 500 enterprises in the empire.

The boutique hall deals with biological diets, while Yaowangtang deals with medicines and their health preservation.

However, because of some commonalities between biological diet and medicine, the relationship between the two companies is sometimes friend and foe.

After temporarily relieving his urgent needs, Sikong looked at the experimental tube on the table.

The off-white purification liquid was already very thin, and Sikong even clearly felt that there was an evil spirit rushing out of the experimental tube, filling the air, and floating towards Sikong viciously and greedily.

"Humph!"

Sikong snorted angrily, his eyes were full of energy, and his qi and blood only rolled slightly, and then shook the evil qi back.

When he reached the realm of the Dimensional King, he could carry the giant tripod with his body alone, step on the river, and his blood was strong enough to frighten away evil spirits, and a drop of blood could wipe out an evil ghost.

Even the evil nature in the blood of Christ should be feared.

It is precisely because of this that Sikong has the confidence to re-enter the dimensional array!

The purification liquid is about to run out, but the only one who can concoct this purification liquid is Jian Zhaoshuang!

And if you want to awaken more of Jian Zhaoshuang's sanity, the only way to do this is to enter the life and death dimensional array!

Taking out the Morning Life and Twilight Death Talisman, Sikong gently rubbed his face, and his mind moved, when he opened his eyes again.

The world suddenly became quiet.

The room was covered with dust, and the carved windows were rotten, falling down, and shattering into rotten wood covered with insect eyes.

The corners of the room were covered with cobwebs, and a yin wind blew in from the holes in the walls, causing the cobwebs to sprinkle up, and sometimes to blow a chrysalis.

The rich smell of decay and decay precipitates the cold of ice knives.

Deathly quiet, deathly gloomy.

This is the world of the dead.

Sikong felt a little emotion in his heart, just a star gang organization has developed the technology of the space dimension to such a point.

The Dimensional Array of Life and Death, as the name suggests, is divided into the living side and the dead side.

It's like a piece of paper, with a poisonous wolf star living on one side, and it is a living face.

And on the back of the paper, the place where the light is not visible, is the place where the soul wanders, and it is the dead side.

The two are dependent on each other, evolve into each other, and together form the dimensional array of life and death.

Of course, Sikong, the 'formation master' of the wild sable cicada, can't figure out how the two are connected.

Shaking his head, Sikong put the Morning Life and Twilight Death Talisman into his arms and looked around cautiously.

"Huh?"

Sikong suddenly found that there was a dark shadow beside him.

It is like an unstable signal, appearing and disappearing, and sometimes it is a burst of black and white flowers.

The black shadow could only barely see that it was a human form, single and illusory, only in those eyes, sometimes showing confused emotions.

It was the sword that shone the frost.

Sikong was a little suspicious, and when he took a few steps forward, he saw Jian Zhaoshuang subconsciously floating towards Sikong, always floating beside Sikong.

"Ghost riders? It's a little like a ghost......"

Looking at this scene, Sikong nodded secretly, no longer hesitated, and walked out of the room in small steps.

The silver-white Luo Circle chair sits on the top of the stairs, four stable and flat, and a cluster of variegated wolf hairs is inserted in the back, which is forked and lowered to the armrest of the Luo Circle Chair.

At the handshake, there is a vicissitudes of life, which is as smooth as pulp.

These hoop chairs, which symbolize the leader, are the only colors in this world of the dead.

The residence of the forty bosses is the only place in the world of the dead that is not haunted by ghosts.

'Woo, woo......'

Pushing open the door, a gust of wind poured in, so dumb as nails, that it blew on Sikong's body.

Then, Sikong stepped out.

'Whoosh! ’

Suddenly, behind the door, two unkempt ghosts appeared like dried corpses, crazy and resentful, dressed in dark blue, full of white maggots, and their nails were extremely sharp, pounced on Sikong!

These two ghosts are the Red Devil and Chuanhai who were used by Sikong as the medium of the blood of Christ!

I didn't expect that after such a long time, these two ghosts did not die of revenge, but squatted outside Sikong's house, and seemed to be even stronger.

However, Sikong is not the first time he has entered the dimensional array.

Seeing the two ghosts rushing towards him, Sikong's face turned pale, and his eyebrows fell upside down, with boundless majesty.

The blood was rolling, and Sikong shouted: "Duh! ”

The sound was like an arrow, and it was full of blood, and it slammed into the two ghosts fiercely.

Suddenly, the two ghosts seemed to be pierced by paper, their bodies collapsed for a while, wisps of ghost qi floated out, and they retreated in horror.

And the soul left by the sword Zhaoshuang beside Sikong swept out and went towards the two shattered ghosts.

After a while, the sword that devoured the two powerful ghosts was frosty, and the black shadow condensed a little, and it no longer flickered continuously, and the sanity in his eyes was also a little more.

"Raising ghosts? This world of the dead is a good place......"