You must know that every time he rushes through the level, he will be crushed into pieces by the terrifying yin and yang grinding plate, and several times Zhao Han feels that he is going to die completely under this grinding plate, and the pain is incomparable to the damage suffered by the flesh shell.

But this kind of almost self-mutilation-like squeezing penance has finally returned to a rich fruit, after nearly a thousand words have been crushed to pieces, although Zhao Han's soul body is only an inch high, it is extremely condensed, and even gives people a feeling of flesh and blood.

Of course, this kind of penance, in order not to leave future troubles, the consumption of resources is also extremely terrifying, he previously auctioned off the admission quota of the two White Bird Society, and obtained a total of five hundred bottles of Qingling Tonic Pill from the Taoist priest of the Louvre, and was sucked out by the young lady in the white skirt Four hundred and seventy-three bottles in one go, and the remaining twenty-seven bottles are not much after these days' consumption.

"Although my current soul body is less than one-third of what it used to be, its spiritual power has reached at least thirty times that of the original, and it can even vaguely interfere with reality. ”

Zhao Han summed up under the Fusang tree, and after returning to reality and taking medicine, he continued a new round of soul grinding.

With the increase of the number of times, the enhancement of Zhao Han's soul body, he can hold on to this yin and yang grinding plate for longer and longer, when he was crushed for the ninth hundredth time, he vaguely saw a string of scriptures faintly engraved inside the grinding plate, this discovery made Zhao Han ecstatic, and his cultivation was even more crazy.

It's just that since the ninth hundredth time, the medicinal effect of the Qingling Tonifying Pill on him has been sharply reduced by several grades, less than one-tenth of the original, so that Zhao Han's originally sufficient reserves are stretched, and now there are only six bottles left.

"I have a hunch that once I persist a thousand times under this yin and yang grinding plate, I will have a great gain. ”

Tearing open the light cocoon again, Zhao Hanpan sat under the Fusang tree, gulping down the cool breath diffused in the sea of knowledge, and after a little recovery, he threw himself into the yin and yang grinding plate.

In the chaos, the two big grinding discs grinded each other, Zhao Han was swept into it with a light car, and the upper and lower two huge forces tore him in the opposite direction, but his current soul body was quite strong, even if he was milled by this giant mill all the way, it still remained intact for a moment, it was this fleeting opportunity, but Zhao Han seized the opportunity to look towards the inner wall of the grinding disc.

A black and white trail mark flashed on the inner wall of the grinding disc.

The next moment, Zhao Han's soul body couldn't hold on any longer, it was directly shattered, and then it was stirred up by the chaotic qi around him and rushed out.

Under the Fusang tree, Zhao Han's soul body came out of the light cocoon again, and the soul body that was originally very condensed was a little weaker, but his face was full of excitement: "I finally saw clearly, that scripture should be composed of five runes." ”

"It's just that those five runes are too complicated for me to remember or write. ”

After thinking about it for a moment, Zhao Han's face showed hesitation, and finally gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "No matter, I must rush a thousand times before the White Bird Secret Realm opens, my intuition will not be wrong, once I persist under this yin and yang grinding plate a thousand times, it will definitely cause subsequent changes, maybe it has something to do with this grinding plate!"

"Even if the Pure Soul Replenishing Pill is not enough and consumes the soul origin, I have to try it. ”

This time, Zhao Han really made up his mind to die, in order to hit the thousandth time, after he consumed the remaining six bottles of Qingling Replenishing Divine Pill, he continued to rush at the cost of consuming the soul origin.

Under this sprint at the expense of blood, Zhao Han spent several more days in the guest room, rushing the number to nine hundred and ninety-seven times, and had to stop because the soul origin was excessively consumed.

If you rush down any further, your soul will be completely shattered, your true spirit will be shattered, and your body will die.

"Damn, it's just a little bit, it's just three times, and I'll be able to accumulate a thousand times!"

In the guest room, Zhao Han opened his eyes, his body was unprecedentedly weak, under his sprint at all costs, not only his soul origin was approaching the bottom line, but even his proud physique was also exhausted.

He didn't have any strength in his body, and now a three-year-old child could easily knock him down.

"Damn, am I doing this on my own?"

"It's really called that the heavens should not be called the earth. ”

Zhao Han wanted to cry without tears, he had told him not to disturb in advance, this time there was really no one to bother, but he didn't even have the strength to move, if it really went on like this, he might become the first starving martial artist in history.

Just when Zhao Han was almost desperate, the five-colored light cocoon, which had not moved for more than ten days, suddenly trembled a few times, causing the five poisons guarding around to jump for a while, and they were excited.

"Really?"

Seeing this, Zhao Han was overjoyed, the sky has eyes, and he will finally not starve to death!

"Click~"

There was a substantial cracking sound on the surface of the light cocoon, and then a black and dull crack appeared on the surface of the light cocoon.

As time passed, more and more cracks appeared on the surface of the light cocoon, and after a while, the entire surface of the light cocoon was covered with pitch black cracks of different lengths.

The five poisons around them jumped up and down in a hurry, making a whimpering sound, but they didn't dare to take a step closer.

"This, how can the little fifth sister think that it is an oviparous animal in this way, like a nestling breaking its shell, uh......"

Zhao Han was already paralyzed on the floor at the moment, hungry and thirsty, looking at the light cocoon pitifully, waiting to be rescued.

Finally, the cracked light cocoon shook a few more times, and then shrank sharply in Zhao Han's shocked gaze.

It was as if a black hole had suddenly appeared in place, swallowing everything around it.

The five poisons guarding the surroundings seemed to be extremely experienced, and they tacitly retreated a distance from before, just avoiding the swallowing range of the black hole.

Immediately after, the black hole disappeared, and a figure draped in multicolored divine light appeared in place.

"Ouch, it's really spicy, it's okay, the light is too strong, it's dazzling!"

Zhao Han wailed, and then let go of his voice and shouted: "Little Fifth Sister, help, I've played with myself, I'm dying of hunger, help!"

"You ......"

The divine light dimmed, and finally turned into a colorful feather coat and draped it over the young lady in the white dress.

She opened her eyes, and there was a colorful brilliance between her eyes, looking at Zhao Han, who was thin and paralyzed on the ground at this time, more pitiful than a beggar, and her mind didn't turn a corner.

Zhao Han raised his head and shouted pitifully: "Little Fifth Sister, let's not talk about love, my life matters, my soul is overconsumed now, my body and soul are both lost, and I will hang up if I can't replenish it." ”

The young lady in the white dress stepped forward, glanced at Zhao Han condescendingly, and nodded: "You are really poor, looking at you, it is indeed to the point where the oil is running out, and you are not far from death." ”

"Ah, really?" Zhao Han was startled, although he felt that something was wrong, but he didn't expect it to be so serious, and it was just an exaggeration to pretend to be pitiful and sympathetic before.