Chapter Seventy-Seven: Weird

(After thinking about it, I still decided to change Wang San's spiritual power consumption to two percent, otherwise, it would be impossible to control it in the future, and it would not reflect Wang San's awesomeness.) Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info)

Wang San's face was like frost, carefully sensing the spiritual power in his body, but the more he sensed, the more gloomy his face became, and in the end, Wang San raised his head suddenly, turned around and looked around, as if he was looking for something, his eyes flickered.

"There is no aura in this world!" After a long time, Wang San was startled, just now he carefully sensed the surrounding environment, thinking that maybe there was something strange here, but when he habitually absorbed the spiritual power of this world, he suddenly found... There's no spiritual power here!

"How is this possible!" Wang San's mind roared, like setting off a stormy wave, his eyes were incredulous, and he tried to absorb spiritual power, but slowly, the shock in his eyes became more and more intense, until finally, his body trembled.

"Not only does there be no spiritual power, but there is also a cold substance in this air that I inadvertently inhaled into my body, and it is slowly eating away at the spiritual power in my body!"

"Here, the speed at which the spiritual power flows is completely twice as fast as that of the outside world!"

Wang San drank lowly, if it weren't for his careful investigation, he wouldn't have been able to find this cold substance at all, so he sat directly cross-legged at this moment, holding on to his heart, and mobilizing the spiritual power in his body to drive away the cold substance.

Time passed, but gradually, his face began to turn pale, because he found that no matter how he cleaned up, he could not expel these cold substances from his body, and could only separate a part of his spiritual power to fight a war with these cold substances, and wear out these things little by little.

Even he closed his breath, but under his perception, even so, these substances would enter the body through the pores of his body, as if they were pervasive, and there was nothing he could do about these things!

But the consequence of this is that his strength has been suppressed by forty percent!

"It's... This is not scientific! The jade slip given by the sect did not record this strange cold substance, and the disciples who came in before had never encountered this situation, and the most unbelievable thing was that there was no spiritual power here?"

Wang San's face was pale, when he deduced carefully, he felt that all this was simply impossible, the aura was the source of all things in heaven and earth, and it should exist anywhere, but this sword abyss did not have it, and this situation had never appeared before.

Wang San turned his head and looked around again, it was still a hundred meters of visual range, the ground was full of white bones, and a black river in the distance was "gurgling" flowing, as if something was ringing in the stomach.

Wang San's body trembled, he faintly felt that this place was full of strangeness, this strangeness was not obvious when he first came, but now it is extremely terrifying.

"If there is no spiritual power here, then it will not be able to recover on its own, and it can only be absorbed and cultivated with the help of spirit stones. Wang San frowned, and his thoughts were tumbling in his heart.

"Spirit Stone! There must be a Spirit Stone!"

Suddenly, he let out a low cry, and immediately calmed down and investigated the spirit stones in the storage bag.

"Twenty-five yuan!" Wang San was a little relieved, and his face softened.

"It should be able to hold on for a while, but I don't know if other places are like the place where I am at the moment, there is no spiritual power, if it's not okay, but once it's true..."

The next words, Wang San didn't say anything, but he knew the seriousness of the matter, in this kind of place without aura, coupled with this strange cold substance, the monk has no spirit stone in his hand, and he will become a mortal without the power to restrain the chicken, so the next journey, I am afraid that it will become much more dangerous, this trial, presumably more cruel than before!

Thinking of this, Wang San's heart tightened, he glanced at the spirit stone in the storage bag, groaned for a while, and took out a spirit stone to slowly absorb it.

He must ensure the abundance of spiritual power in his body, otherwise when he encounters danger, if his spiritual power is exhausted, won't he definitely die?

When Wang San absorbed the spiritual power in the spirit stone, next to a river about a thousand meters away from here, a black-faced man looked at his reflection in the river with a gloomy face.

"What the hell happened in this ghost place, all the spiritual energy disappeared, there was no such situation in the past, how could it be so sudden this time, and that cold substance can eat away at the spiritual power in my body, so that I have to divide a large part of the spiritual power to consume! ”

Song Jiang frowned and turned to leave, just now he was walking and suddenly found that the spiritual power in his body had disappeared strangely, and then he habitually crossed his knees to absorb spiritual power, but he soon found that there was no spiritual power here!

Surprised, he had no choice but to take out the storage bag and prepare to use the spirit stones to restore his spiritual power, but he found that there were only seven spirit stones in his storage bag!

"No, if I continue like this, sooner or later, I will lose my spiritual power, and I will become a mortal, and I will be slaughtered by others, and I will not be able to live or die, so I must find someone to be a sacrifice!"

"This trial seems to be much more exciting than before, if the weak people in the past found a place to hide, those who were strong would naturally not trouble them, but now, hehe, in this ghost place, no one will think that they have many spirit stones. ”

Thinking of this, Song Jiang grinned, found a direction, and walked quickly.

And this direction is exactly where Wang San is!

......

On a boulder, Wang San sat cross-legged, quietly absorbing the spiritual power in the spirit stone in his hand, this spirit stone was only the size of an egg, and the surface was originally fluorescent, but now the light has slowly dimmed.

Since he broke through to the fifth layer of refining his body, the spiritual power in his body was four or five times that of the fourth layer, and he originally only needed one spirit stone to fill his spiritual power, but now, I am afraid that four will not work.

With a click, the spirit stone in Wang San's hand quickly dimmed and turned gray, and at the same time, the spirit stone directly became powder, and at this moment, it disappeared as soon as it was blown by the wind.

Wang San's face showed a trace of pain, this is a spirit stone, it's gone, this is still a loss of two percent of the spiritual power, and one spirit stone is needed, if all of his spiritual power is consumed that day, then it will take five spirit stones to recover!

Wang San gasped and glanced at the twenty-four spirit stones lying quietly in the storage bag, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"This is not a way, how long has it been, a spirit stone is gone, the elder said, this sword abyss has been opened for six months, even if there are some pills, or some elixirs can replenish spiritual power, but it will not last until six months later. ”

Thinking of this, Wang San had an even more headache, but at this moment, he raised his head sharply and looked at the fog directly in front of him.

At the same time, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and a figure was slowly revealed, this figure also saw Wang San sitting cross-legged!