After Lu Yuan absorbed the memory fragments in the white spar, he had a general understanding of this person's life.

This is a nine-rank martial artist, but it doesn't drop purple crystals after killing.

"I'm really much stronger now..."

The fight just now gave Lu Yuan a relatively clear understanding of his strength.

The previous opponents were all ordinary people except for Xiong Jian, and the punch that beat Xiong Jian in the martial arts arena that day didn't use all his strength.

Lu Yuan judged that the realm of this dried corpse was the same as him, it was in the armor realm, and its speed and strength were stronger than Xiong Jian, who fought during the day.

"I should be able to easily kill the martial artists of the Copper Skin Realm by now, but I don't know what the odds are against the upper eight-rank martial artists..."

Being able to kill the enemy beyond the level is the confidence that the Stone Fist of the Consummation Realm gives to Lu Yuan.

If you want to cultivate martial arts to the consummation realm, it will take more than thirty years to start, which is enough time for a teenager to enter old age.

And Lu Yuan is only thirteen years old this year, and he already has a perfect martial art.

When you fight with opponents of the same level, you can directly crush them in terms of skills, just like an adult beating a child, without any pressure.

Of course, in addition to the blessing of martial arts, it is also related to Lu Yuan's current physical fitness.

That Xiong Jian claimed to be born with divine power, and he could lift the grinding disc at a few years, but Lu Yuan felt that his strength was enough to crush the other party.

This is all thanks to the devouring spirit beads, and the feedback after each sacrifice is transforming the physique of the landing source.

"Go ahead..."

After dealing with this dried corpse, Lu Yuan continued on his way.

He walked for an unknown amount of time in the blood-mist-filled wilderness before he came to a village.

The village is lifeless and lifeless, like a black and white ink painting.

"What kind of place is this spiritual realm, it can't be a real place somewhere in reality, right?"

Lu Yuan guessed and cautiously walked into the village.

Although the martial arts realm and the fist realm have improved, this spiritual realm is still extremely dangerous for him, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, he may hate the northwest.

And so far, Lu Yuan has not been injured or killed in the spirit realm, and he doesn't know what the consequences will be if he dies in the spirit realm.

There was definitely no good, only bad, and he didn't want to try.

As soon as he entered the village, Lu Yuan saw several dried corpses wandering at the entrance of the village.

One at a time, Lu Yuan didn't dare to hold it up, and solved all these dried corpses.

These dry corpses were all nine-rank martial artists before their deaths, and Lu Yuan used red and white crystals to enhance his qi and blood while gaining a lot of useful martial arts memories.

With the absorption and fusion of these memories, Lu Yuan has a new understanding of leg techniques, fist techniques, and even body techniques when facing enemies.

Although Lu Yuan has not learned the corresponding martial arts, if he continues to develop like this, he will probably create his own martial arts techniques!

As Lu Yuan continued to explore the village, he heard the sound of flowing water in this dead and silent environment.

Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment and walked along to the sound of flowing water.

After a while, a small bridge and flowing water that did not match the style of the deserted village at all appeared in front of Lu Yuan's eyes.

It's just that this "flowing water" is not a clear stream, but a muddy river of blood.

That's right, the thick blood-colored river water is slowly flowing along the riverbed, and there seems to be something rising and falling in the river, although it can't be seen clearly, but it gives Lu Yuan an extremely uneasy feeling.

Lu Yuan approached the river, and a strong and pungent smell of blood came to his face.

He crouched down, curiously observing.

"What the hell..."

Lu Yuan saw clearly what was swimming in the river, it was a fish full of hideous bone spurs, very similar to a manta ray, with a pair of dead fish eyes just above its head, staring at him.

Lu Yuan was taken aback, and quickly got up and stayed away from here.

He knew that curiosity killed cats, and the river and its creatures had a strange and chilling atmosphere.

Lu Yuan chose another path to explore the village, trying to stay away from the strange river.

Gradually going deeper into the village, there are more neat tiled houses as far as the eye can see.

Wandering corpse figures appeared in front of Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's face was calm, this time he didn't choose to come one by one, but rushed directly to this group of dried corpses.

The Stone Fist of the Consummation Realm was unreservedly struck, and those dry corpses that tried to get close to Lu Yuan were instantly knocked out, like a hurricane crossing the country and being uprooted straw.

The dried corpses turned into black smoke and disappeared, leaving only the shining hedrons.

In the end, these spars were integrated into Lu Yuan's body and became the nourishment of Lu Yuan's martial arts path.

As the dried corpses on this road were quickly cleaned up by Lu Yuan, the speed at which the dried corpses turned into black smoke could not keep up with the speed at which they were generated.

Thick black smoke gathered behind Lu Yuan, like a dark cloak covered with scars.

Bang!

A dry corpse with the strength of a nine-rank martial artist rushed over and punched Lu Yuan, and was directly knocked out by Lu Yuan, and the dry hand bones that were exposed shattered inch by inch.

Lu Yuan kicked violently under his feet, raising his fist and jumping high. `

In the air, the fists hugged together, and a crashing fist landed on the dry corpse that was still in the air.

The not-so-large white fists sank deep into its body, and the dried corpse dissipated like quicksand in an instant, leaving behind white and red crystals.

The two fists were solved, Lu Yuan's face remained unchanged, and he continued to explore forward.

With his current strength, this kind of dry corpse that was a ninth grade before his death could be solved with only two punches at most.

Lu Yuan sent away at least twenty dried corpses along the way, of which five or six were imported.

It's a pity that none of these dried corpses dropped purple spars, which made Lu Yuan a little disappointed.

After his inference, the drop of purple spars is also probable, and not every zombie who has learned martial arts before death will fall.

These martial arts memory fragments of the dried corpses were fused into Lu Yuan's mind, which not only improved his combat experience, but also made his mind a little swollen, and his heart was a little restless, wanting to vent freely.

"Roaring ——!"

Lu Yuan looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and the sense of chaos in his brain suddenly dissipated a lot.

"This is to absorb too much of the fear before the death of the dry corpse, it seems that there is no need to touch the memories of ordinary people in the future..."

Lu Yuan knew the reason, and it took time for these emotions to slowly fade and purify.

Just as he was about to end this spiritual realm journey, a slightly thin figure suddenly appeared in front of Lu Yuan.

"This guy doesn't seem to have a low strength, it's very likely to be an eight-rank martial artist!"

Lu Yuan's pupils shrank, and he stopped leaving, looking at the dried corpse attracted by his howling.

"In that case, let's use you to vent my negative emotions, and by the way, try where the upper limit of my strength is!"

Lu Yuan rubbed his temples and grinned, full of battle in his heart.

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