Chapter Ninety-Three: Turning Corpses into the Ground

Tears fell on Lin Fan's heart, covering the entire heart with a transparent light film, and under the wrapping of this light film, the cracks on the heart began to heal, and it didn't take long for the already scarred heart to return to its original appearance.

Even though he lost too much blood, the monk's vitality was countless times more tenacious than ordinary people, as long as Lin Fan's body still had a breath left, he would not die, and as long as there was still a drop of blood in Lin Fan's veins, his bone marrow would not give up the ability to make blood.

After the Star Feud Far Cool Secret Feather Observation Star Manifestation Lonely Hate Vitality ran for another seven weeks, these pus pockets showed signs of bursting, and yellow-brown juice flowed out of the pus, and the originally bright red flesh began to turn blue-white, and there was a smell coming from the muscles.

There is no doubt that Lin Fan at this time is extremely close to death, even if he is cured by the tears of the eyebrows, but if Lin Fan can't find a new life by himself, then he will still die, if he dies, it is not as simple as a person dying, it is a corpse with two lives.

When the cultivation method of the Corpse Demon Gong was presented in Lin Fan's mind, he immediately seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and began to run the vitality according to the way on the catalog, so that it could swim all over the body, and when it ran for three weeks, his body gradually felt warm.

"Corpse Demon Record" is, of course, a cultivation method that puts him to death and is born later, and now Lin Fan is already dead, and he can't die anymore, and his injuries can't be more serious.

Ke Qiu Yuanke Qing Yu Technique Ke Yue Tong Xue Sun doesn't know what tricks this human being is brushing, if you commit suicide, you don't need to be so troublesome, the little ghosts have also seen people who commit suicide, as long as they are facing the weakness, they will be solved with a knife, where is there such trouble.

However, if Lin Fan was sober, he would definitely be shocked, because this exercise consumed not his own vitality, but his own body.

When the warmth passed, the skin that was still intact had begun to decay at this moment, and pus swelled on the originally smooth skin.

After seven more weeks of vitality, these pustules showed signs of bursting, and yellow-brown juice flowed out of the pus, and the originally bright red flesh began to turn blue-white, and a stench came from the muscles.

Tears dripped on Lin Fan's heart, covering the entire heart with a transparent light film, and the cracks on the heart began to heal, and it didn't take long for the heart to return to its original appearance.

Seven days later, Lin Fan's body was unrecognizable, and he could no longer see the outline of his original limbs, but Lin Fan felt warm and comfortable.

At this time, he couldn't move a finger, but he felt that his body had been expanded countless times, and it seemed that he had merged with the whole land.

For the necromancy, the most delicious food in this world is undoubtedly the human heart, and the best tonic in the human body is the heart of those monks, the higher the monk's cultivation, the more delicious his heart is.

A year later, Lin Fan's dry bones had also been completely integrated into the ground, and a dark black thing was gradually condensing and forming a hundred meters underground, and countless ghost qi and corpse qi were absorbed by this dark black thing.

At this time, Lin Fan could no longer feel his body, but he had another feeling, his whole body was warm, floating on this death basin, looking down at the grass and trees below from a high altitude.

From this point of view, every grit, every flower and plant becomes extremely clear. However, when Lin Fan wanted to turn his head to look for his body, what he saw was empty, and his body could not be seen at all except for the scenery around him.

At the same time, with the increase of black matter, the necromancers on the death basin became more and more restless, because they all knew what these dark black substances symbolized, and these things were the corpses of the necromancers.

Ke Qiu was far from reluctant, and when the little ghosts looked at Lin Fan's blood-drenched body and his extremely painful but self-enduring expression, the little ghosts regarded this as the most gorgeous visual feast.

Two years ago, a strange boy suddenly appeared in this death basin, he was out of life, his breath was dying, and it seemed that he could fall down at any time, if a strong man in the Yuan Infant Stage fell here, it would be a great thing for the dead spirit here.

However, to the surprise of all the necromancers, this strong man did not fall down immediately, on the contrary, he also used special means to lure the entire Yin River in the secret realm here, and with the infusion of the Yin River River, it was a great joy for all the necromancers.

When the necromancers were absorbing the energy of the Yin River and the water, they were sweet and sweet, and before they could get excited, Lin Fan did another thing that shocked the undead spirits.

From this point of view, every gravel, every flower and plant has become extremely clear. However, when Lin Fan wanted to turn his head to look for his body, what he saw was empty, and his body could not be seen at all except for the scenery around him.

He took out a shiny knife and cut his own flesh with it, and when a hole was cut in his chest, he actually stretched the knife to his heart.

For the necromancy, the most delicious food in this world is undoubtedly the human heart, and the best tonic in the human body is the heart of those monks, the higher the monk's cultivation, the more delicious his heart will be.

When the minced flesh on the heart was cut off, the ghost kings of the dead began to scramble for these heart fragments, although it was only a little bit, but when they ate it, it was also very satisfying, just by looking at the trembling soul of the ghost king, you could see how excited they were.

The ghost king can enjoy Lin Fan's heart, and the little ghosts can only share a little blood to drink, but even a trace of blood is absolutely beautiful for the little ghosts, and being able to taste a trace of sweetness can make the dead unforgettable for life.

At this time, the little ghosts looked at the knife in Lin Fan's hand and their eyes lit up, if they had **, they would be eager to grab the knife and hand the knife into Lin Fan's chest, so that they would not have to wait so long.

The most hateful ghost badminton gang nuo ghost so, at this time, his cultivation of this technique is naturally twice the result with half the effort.

I don't know what tricks this human being is brushing, if you commit suicide, you don't need to be so troublesome, the little ghosts have also seen people who commit suicide, as long as they are facing the weakness, they will be solved with a knife, where is there such trouble.

Seeing Lin Fan digging his heart with a knife one by one, the pain was incomparable, this was definitely not suicide, but self-abuse, and it was the kind of extremely crazy and heart-wrenching self-abuse.

But when the little ghosts looked at Lin Fan's blood-drenched body and his extremely painful but self-enduring expression, the little ghosts regarded this as the most gorgeous visual feast.

Finally, and I don't know how long it took, the monk finally completed the operation, threw away the knife in his hand, and filled a flower into his heart.

Two years ago, a strange boy suddenly appeared on this death basin, he was out of life, his breath was dying, and he seemed to be about to fall down at any time.

But this is not the case for the dead spirits, they have been waiting for so long, and they can finally wait until they can divide Lin Fan's body, but he actually threw away the knife and no longer killed himself, which made the little ghosts indignant.

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