If there were monks around him who were also cultivating at the same time, they would find that all the spiritual energy around them had been drained out, circling and flying around Zhu Xiaoyan like a moth to a fire, and then desperately drilling into his body.

Even the world's top cultivation holy land will not have this kind of crazy surging of spiritual power, after all, cultivation is step by step, and the realm is improving little by little, how can such a huge spiritual power suddenly appear in the body, resulting in a complete imbalance of spiritual power induction.

This kind of spiritual power imbalance would make even a well-informed cultivator shocked, not to mention a rookie like Zhu Xiaoyan, who was still at the bottom of the warrior realm.

Zhu Xiaoyan found that he had completely lost control of the aura in his body, and wanted to stop forging his body and let the aura flow in his body slow down, but the huge spiritual power still gushed out from his chest as if he didn't want money, and it resonated to drive the aura around him.

Because the aura that penetrated into his body was too dense, the comfort of wanting to die when Zhu Xiaoyan wanted to experience the kind of running the Body Forging Mind Method for a week did not appear at all, and the severe pain left in his body that his muscles and meridians were about to be torn apart.

Gone mad, this meow is definitely going mad!

Zhu Xiaoyan has never seen a pig run and has eaten pork, isn't this situation a common madness in martial arts novels!

Where did this huge spiritual power come from, Zhu Xiaoyan only thought about it with the soles of his feet, and knew that it was the ghost of the strange dark golden beast head.

The soul of the old monster hidden in the bones of the beast was swallowed by the dark golden beast head, but the picky eater of the dark gold beast head had no interest in the spiritual power of the old monster, and happened to meet the spiritual power in his body running to the chest, which completely poured out the completely excess spiritual power of the dark gold beast head like garbage.

In layman's terms, this is like the dark golden beast head eating the soul of the old monster, trying to excrete the spiritual power that cannot be absorbed, and in a hurry, seeing the same spiritual power piled up there, he was overjoyed, and finally found the toilet......

So Zhu Xiaoyan was tragic.

After thinking about all this, Zhu Xiaoyan was anxious and angry, coupled with the fact that not only the muscles of his body, but also the bones and internal organs were also bursts of sharp pain, and finally his eyes went black and he passed out.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, I thought, Lao Tzu won't just hang up. He was beaten as soon as he crossed, and he went off fire as soon as he practiced, if you talk about the saddest traverser in history, Lao Tzu is definitely on the list. Well, I'm still in the mood to complain, I shouldn't hang up......

With this only good hope, Zhu Xiaoyan closed his eyes and simply passed out.

All that was left was the aura storm whirling around his unconscious body like a whirlwind.

I don't know how long it took for Zhu Xiaoyan to wake up and find that the bonfire had long been extinguished, but the sky was still dark.

How long have you been in a coma?

Zhu Xiaoyan wanted to move his body a little, but he heard a crisp sound of 'crackling' from the bones around his body, and his body was stretched, and an indescribable sense of comfort was revealed from every pore of his body.

Zhu Xiaoyan was overjoyed, it seemed that he had not only escaped, but was likely to have been promoted to the Battle Spirit.

When I looked down, I found that my exposed skin was covered with a layer of black and smelly grease, and I was even more excited.

Although in Zhu Qianhang's cognition, the body of martial arts promotion will never discharge all kinds of impurities, but the flow of spiritual power will naturally heat up and purify the impurities, and then the red fighting qi can finally be condensed outside the body.

When fighting, the opponent knew at a glance that the red fighting spirit was the opponent's fighting spirit.

But Zhu Xiaoyan, a time-traveler with rich experience in reading and watching dramas, reacted at once, the dirt in his body was removed, and countless novels and film and television works told him that this is a mesophobia.

This is definitely the adventure that all kinds of protagonists dream of!

Needless to say, he was a blessing in disguise, and he must have been promoted, so I don't know how many layers I have advanced to the war spirit, I hope it will be the ninth layer, so if I work hard, I will soon be able to advance to the realm of the war general.

It must be like this, this is the aura of the traverser!

Zhu Xiaoyan quickly ran to the water source and took a bath happily, his body was as light as a swallow, and there was an inexhaustible strength around his body.

Looking at the skin again, it is even more delicate and smooth, full of radiance. Sure enough, every time you are promoted, your appearance will improve a lot.

It would be nice if this was a world of beauty like the earth, but unfortunately, the most important thing in this dangerous world is strength.

Zhu Xiaoyan sighed secretly, returned to the bonfire, probed the temperature of the bonfire with his hands, and found that the bonfire was already cold, indicating that he had been unconscious for a long time, but the sky was still dark, and he couldn't even see the stars.

Could it be that he was in a coma for a whole day and a night, and this was the next night?

Wait, thinking of this, Zhu Xiaoyan was suddenly stunned, Xingchen, by the way, if he didn't even have stars, how could he still see vaguely? This was by no means caused by the increase in strength, but the faint fluorescence that seemed to be emitted in the surrounding void.

Zhu Xiaoyan felt it carefully and found that the surrounding environment was a little weird, but he couldn't tell where the weirdness was.

Everything around me has not changed, the campfire, the stream, the trees, the rocks, they are all exactly the same as before I fell unconscious, but why do I always feel that I have come to a different environment?

Could it be that the faintly glowing air around you makes you feel uncomfortable? Or is this an adaptation to the surrounding environment after the realm has been raised?

Zhu Xiaoyan couldn't come to a conclusion after observing for a long time, but he could only come to the bottom of his discomfort due to the improvement of his strength, after all, if you suddenly doubled your strength, you are afraid that you will lose your balance by exerting too much force when you move a stool, not to mention advancing to the realm of war spirits, which is an all-round improvement from the inside out.

Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaoyan suddenly realized that he hadn't tested his strength yet, and the fighting spirit could already be released, and if he reached the ninth layer of the war spirit, the red fighting spirit would even burn like a blazing fire, and it would be extremely majestic.

Zhu Xiaoyan thought of this, and his whole body's spiritual power was running, not only did he not see the bright red fighting qi like a burning torch, but even the hazy fighting qi like a gauze mist was nowhere to be seen.

Zhu Xiaoyan was obviously a little confused, the first layer of the war spirit had a mist-like fighting spirit, from the spiritual power spewed out of the dark golden beast head on his chest, if he could break through, it would definitely be more than the first layer of the war spirit, even if it was worse, he could break through to the fifth layer of the war spirit, but his situation didn't seem to have broken through the war spirit realm?

The so-called breakthrough, the so-called washing of the meridian and the marrow are all shameful illusions?

Zhu Xiaoyan continued to circulate his spiritual power without giving up, gritting his teeth and concentrating all his spiritual power on the fist of his right hand, and finally saw the red fighting qi of the War Spirit Realm!

Zhu Xiaoyan looked at the red fighting qi floating on his right fist, as if he would extinguish a small flame at any time, and he didn't know whether to cheer loudly or cry bitterly.

The War Spirit Realm has definitely broken through, otherwise there would be no red fighting spirit, but this concentrated full strength is only the size of a bean seedling, and even looks like a dying fighting spirit, Zhu Xiaoyan doubts if he can kill a little mouse, this is definitely the weakest War Spirit Realm in history.