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"It's Shura Grey Clothes!" Elegant Grey Clothes said in surprise, "This has to be so lethal, only by killing 1,000 Grey Clothes in a row can you get this title!"

"It's not just killing," the heroic gray clothes said indifferently, "This is also extremely demanding on strength. Although you and I are white stars and gray clothes, have we ever had the ability to skip the level and kill 1,000 times in a row?"

The gray clothes were silent.

The heroic gray clothes continued: "Moreover, this Shura gray clothes are just a newcomer, one-star gray clothes. ”

"What?!" the other grays almost stood up in shock.

"The news is definitely correct. The heroic gray clothes also stood up, "Let's go, let's all go and see this freshly baked Shura gray clothes!"

......

Ring 10086, in less than a day, has been fought more than 1,000 fights.

If the gray clothes could bleed, this ring would have been bleeding a river long ago.

"Bang", in full view of everyone, Xintian once again beat the opponent, and this time the opponent was the five-star gray-clothed Sha Gaoyue.

Be quiet.

The scene was audible for a while.

At some point, a dense crowd of spectators had gathered on the field, most of whom were gray souls who had come to the ruined city a hundred years ago or even earlier.

Among them, there are many six-star and seven-star high-level gray clothes, and even a very small number of gray clothes, and the collar is still mixed with gray and white stars.

But at this moment, they all looked up at the man on the stage who was still expressionless.

In less than a day, this one-star gray coat that they usually don't look at each other in a row has beaten an opponent in his early 1,000s with thunderous means.

And also received the title of Shura, which is recognized by the entire ruined city.

In the long history of the ruined city, every gray soul who can obtain the title has achieved a well-known role in the future.

Not to mention Shura.

This is the king of the title, almost no one can achieve it, even in the endless years of the ruined city, there are only a handful of people who can achieve the title of Shura.

And those predecessors have long since become legends of the entire ruined city and even the countless gray cities nearby.

Today, they have the privilege of witnessing miracles.

Xintian looked coldly at the bottom of the ring, and said in a calm voice: "There is the last one, the five-star gray-clothed Lu Xiaoliu." ”

Xintian's voice was low, revealing a trace of undisguised exhaustion, but there was a kind of demagogic power in the ears of the gray clothes.

And this voice sounded in the ears of Lu Xiaoliu, who was trembling and standing in the audience, like a curse for his life.

The eyes of all the gray clothes couldn't help but focus on Lu Xiaoliu's body.

Such as into the oil pot, such as falling into the ice cave.

At this time, Lu Xiaoliu was in a dilemma.

If you fight, you will surely die, and if you avoid war, you will surely die.

Sha Gaoyue, who is similar to his own strength, was almost killed in the ring by Xintian in seconds, and he could never escape the fate of being killed in seconds.

However, the covenant war with Xintian was established through the system of ruined cities, and there was no room for repentance, and to repentance was death.

Lu Xiaoliu looked at the Shura-like Xintian in the ring, and felt that he had never been so entangled as he was at this moment.

In just a moment, sweat soaked the gray clothes, and Lu Xiaoliu felt a chill to the bone.

Lu Xiaoliu asked exactly the same words as Sha Gaoyue just now: "Can you cancel the contract, no matter what the conditions?"

As long as Xintian can agree to cancel the covenant, Lu Xiaoliu will not be punished in any way. Although Lu Xiaoliu knows that there is little life, he still hopes for a miracle when life and death are important.

However, in the ring, Xintian silently looked down at Lu Xiaoliu and did not say a word.

Lu Xiaoliu smiled miserably, "That's it, it's also my greed, alas, ......"

As he spoke, he was about to go to the ring, like going to the execution ground.

To everyone's surprise, Xintian, who was high above, suddenly waved his hand at this time, "Forget it, you can go." ”

Lu Xiaoliu couldn't believe his ears, and said in a trembling voice: "You, what are you talking about......"

"Let's go!" Xintian seemed extremely impatient, as if he didn't want to stay in the ring for a moment.

Lu Xiaoliu was pardoned, he didn't dare to instigate anymore, and ran away from the field. It's good to be alive, but as for the reason, does it matter?

"Find me a room, I have some feelings to digest. Xintian said to Tian Lianhua in the audience.

"Okay," Tian Lianhua looked at Xintian with an obsessive gaze, "As Shura Grey Cloth, you can have a suite in our Grey Cloth House for a long time. ”

......

On the top floor of the Colosseum, in a luxurious private suite.

This is the best private room in the House of Grey at No. 1001.

The private room is divided into two rooms, each of which is about 100 square meters. Floor-to-ceiling windows from the outside offer a panoramic view of the arena, while floor-to-ceiling windows from the interior offer views of the nearby ruined city.

At this time, Xintian had no time to enjoy the beautiful scenery with Xia Qingqing.

After a day of non-stop fierce battles, the subtle changes in Xintian's body finally accumulated from quantitative changes to qualitative changes, and now Xintian's body is undergoing earth-shaking changes.

Before, no matter how lifelike Xintian's body looked and how realistic Xintian himself was, it was essentially the result of the materialization of the soul.

There are no blood vessels, meridians, or internal organs in the body, and even the skin and hair are condensed by soul energy.

Therefore, Xintian did not have a sense of touch, taste or smell before.

But as the fierce battle deepened, Xintian felt that the fragments of the golden gourd, the fragments of the golden armor, and the dozens of huge golden leaves that had been integrated into his body had a deeper fusion with his soul and those few drops of dead soul water.

The golden leaves are condensed from the majestic and pure soul power of Nalan Feixue, each piece contains majestic soul energy, and the soul energy contained in each golden leaf far exceeds Xintian's own soul.

Now, these soul energies, which are thousands of times greater than Xintian's own, are overwhelming, almost instantly tearing Xintian's "body" apart.

Fortunately, there is also Nalan Feixue's snow-white hair.

The strands of hair that had melted into Xintian's soul re-condensed and appeared, turning into a slender white jade-like stick again, constantly integrating the majestic golden soul energy into every bit of Xintian's body.

Even the Death Soul Water and the Grey Soul Essence in Xintian's body were gently stirred into the golden soul energy by the white jade stick.

The process of fusion is extremely mysterious, and it is really difficult to see any clues with Xintian's understanding of the soul at this time.

However, Xintian keenly felt that there must be a method of transformation and fusion of the living soul and the dead soul that Nalan Feixue had only obtained with great difficulty in a hundred years of purgatory.

At this time, Xintian only felt that his whole body was hot and unbearable, and his body was about to be burned into ashes by the majestic energy.

"Smack", Xintian, whose consciousness was already a little blurred, faintly heard a slight cracking sound.

Xin Tianqiang cheered up, felt it carefully, and found that it was the secret magic group of life and death soul transformation that Nalan Feixue had passed on to him.

This secret method Xintian had never had a chance to touch before, but now it shattered in Xintian's body in this form.

As if a cool fountain had been opened, Xintian immediately felt that his originally hot body was instantly cooled down, and it was extremely comfortable.

At the same time, Xintian seemed to have seen a book of secret methods in his body.

The book of arcane methods slowly opened in Xintian's body, and it flipped so quickly that it was like playing a clear slide.

Xintian's heart seemed to have been opened a bright door, and the secrets of the living soul and the dead soul gradually flashed in front of Xintian's eyes.

"It turns out that this secret method is used like this!" As the method of transforming the soul of life and death became clearer in his heart, Xintian admired Nalan Feixue's ability more and more.

"The soul is immortal, the soul is not alive, the soul is alive and dead, the spirit is immortal......" At the same time, Nalan Feixue's cold and beautiful voice resounded in Xintian's heart.

Listening to the sound of heaven, the feeling of heat and dryness all over the body is gone, many doubts are gone, countless inspirations are flooded, and the understanding of the soul is rapidly improved.

"Everything in the world, the cycle of life and death, only the wisdom and the eternal ......"

"Only the Wisdom Lasts ...... Forever"

"Only the Wisdom Lasts ...... Forever"

......

Nalan Feixue's chanting was complex and incisive, but Xintian was attracted by this sentence "Only spiritual wisdom lasts forever", and his heart felt like being heavily drummed, and he actually felt a sense of empowerment.

"Yes, as long as the spirit lasts forever, what does it matter what shape it takes?" Xintian realized in his heart, "The human appearance, the demon appearance, the demon appearance, or the living soul or the dead soul, as long as the spiritual intelligence is immortal, what kind of existence does it matter?"

"Only the Wisdom Lasts ...... Forever"

Although there are still many questions, this sentence is like a seed, which quickly takes root and sprouts in Xintian, although it is still a seedling, but with time and continuous hard watering, he will surely grow into a towering tree one day.

One day of enlightenment is like a thousand days of cultivation.

Xintian suddenly felt that the gray clothes on his body had disintegrated on its own, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, revealing the flawless body inside.

Smooth and delicate, glossy and elastic, vibrant......

Different from the previous skin, the new skin this time is real, the same as the skin of the faith in the living world, and even has a kind of tenderness like a baby's newborn.

This was followed by long hair like a deep night, black as ink, fluttering gently like life.

Under the skin, countless blood vessels were rapidly formed, and almost in a few breaths, a closed and delicate network of blood veins was formed, all over the body.

In the blood vessels, bright red blood is also generated instantaneously, like a rushing river galloping in the new blood vessels.

At this time, the power of the golden soul is still like the power of a river, surging and endless. With the support of this abundant energy, countless more delicate meridians were gradually formed.

Then there are bones, muscles, ......

Then there are the internal organs, the five senses, and the brain......

Just a few dozen minutes passed, just like Nuwa creating a man, a flesh and blood body that was no different from Xintian in the living world was completely formed.

Everything is so natural, without the slightest reluctance, as if it is made in heaven.

It all happened so quickly, so unexpectedly, that it took me a long time to fully wake up.

However, feeling this body that was exactly the same as the living world, Xintian instantly fell into confusion.

Unexpectedly, a new self has been formed in the Dead Soul Domain, who is that Xintian in the living world?

Which genius is the true self?