The side that lost hard was really miserable, the thigh bone was inserted into the middle of the calf bone, the chest internal organs were squeezed into the bottom of the abdomen, the abdomen fell to the ground next to the ankle, and the authentic third foot landed on the ground!

The neck sank into the chest cavity, and no part of the whole was in its original position, and the eight-foot man suddenly turned into a ball of less than two feet, and the gray stone pillar, viscous with crystal blood, slowly sliding, and the rain could not dilute this kind of refined blood.

Does it hurt? Do you say it hurts?

Death? If I can die?

How long has passed, Duan De doesn't know, his consciousness has already sunk into the Yuan Shen in an instant when he stepped on the air under his feet, and he guessed some results, but he didn't guess that the ground here was so hard.

That inexplicable aura easily penetrated the sea of knowledge, and the corrosion of the years seemed to have a lot of harm to the Yuan Shen, but the feeling of boiling a frog in warm water made Duan De very depressed.

The primordial spirit stood on the central stone pillar, and the power of those divine consciousness under the stone pillar was ingested by the rainbow as fertilizer, and now there is no trace of it.

Knowing that these breaths were wrong, he had nothing to do, the two red and black beads that were originally the size of fists were now only the size of thumbs, they were devouring these strange breaths on their own, and they were rapidly becoming smaller, not dissipating, but condensing.

Whether it is good or bad is full of suspense, Duan De doesn't want these two things to disappear, he just has this little property, and if he loses ruin and curse, he will become an authentic sandbag, let others beat him, and he can't pay it back!

The faster and faster he turned, yes, he didn't care about the physical body, the physical body shrunk into a ball of grievances, and the consciousness became the master, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, and there were many injuries, either in the injury or in the healing of the injury.

Do you really go numb? Lie to yourself!

There is nothing to do, the physical body is like a plant, slowly rising, when can it be restored, when can it return consciousness to the physical body.

Staring at the two beads that were flying wildly, he bet to himself if this thing was going to be gone, the beads that had always revolved around his Yuan Shen Gong were now gathered in front of his eyes and surrounded each other.

"Uh, what's the matter, is the male changing to spin?"

Staring at these two things closely, one of them represents all of their own, and the other represents the heavenly punishment of destroying all of them, it stands to reason that they shouldn't be so 'intimate'?

The sky with a dark background is like a sewer in disrepair, with serious water seepage, and the historical garbage below is gray and lifeless, and the huge gray and white stone pillars seem to grow things that are incompatible with this world, mushrooms!

Growth is slow, but he still stubbornly wants to add the only life to this dead world.

Is there really nothing here?

In the end, the two beads that turned into red and black Tai Chi slowly slowed down, and maintained the speed as if they had begun to rotate, and the body had recovered seventy percent, not to mention the damage, at least each part returned to its rightful place.

The 'mushroom' finally began to tremble, and Duan De, who had returned to consciousness, hissed and stared at his feet, feet, very strange, the stones under his feet were not damaged in any way, even if they were slightly dented.

But his feet are like growing on stones, and he can't pull them up?

The strange thing made Duan De ignore the breath he felt in his soul, that is, the musty smell that he called the years, and suddenly began to strengthen.

Hundreds of millions of years have passed here, and the space that has never changed has changed with the burst of vitality of Duan De.

It's not that Duan De doesn't know how to break his wrist and pull out the soles of his feet, but he can't lift his feet at all, just like ordinary people suddenly put on a pair of shoes weighing thousands of pounds.

"It's ?。。。 ”

In the dense sound of the wind and rain like a machine, Duan De's hoarse and ugly voice was particularly abrupt, there was no echo, but it was heard far away.

Duan De's face was stiff and wooden, obviously he hadn't controlled his body for too long, and he hadn't come to use it yet.

The sound he made when he opened his mouth made him feel shocked, breaking this tranquility, and his heart palpitated! Yes, he had palpitations!

Turning his neck blankly to take a closer look at this strange ruin with his naked eye, the sound of bones rubbing once again broke the strange silence.

However, Duan De's bone friction has stopped, and there is obviously no room for echo, but the crisp sound of bone friction is getting bigger and bigger?

There is a kind of terror that does not distinguish between immortals, that is, the fear of the unknown that comes naturally from the bottom of his heart, and Duan De clearly knows that the hair on his body is covered with goosebumps.

The sour numbness even made him stop moving, this kind of bone friction sound was by no means a muffled sound like his own flesh, dry and brittle, and even, there was a strange sound of falling on the ground.

The divine consciousness didn't see anything, everything was as usual, could it be a phantom sound? Phantom yarn, up and down is also a white man, life and death feelings are faster than ten fingers, how can you still be afraid of these things?

Hehe, does everyone who encounters this have to give themselves a sense of atmosphere? In order to hide the uneasiness in his heart, Duan De, who did not make a sound, sneered in his heart.

The strange sound that slowly broke down, there was a faint sigh, and the rest was the familiar sound of wind and rain, however, the cold breath of the years not only did not fade, but gradually became richer.

Duan De can actually smell it!

Duan De, who kept his head still, rain and cold sweat flowed down his bulging neck muscles, this drop of water was extremely cold, sliding all the way down, with a faint feeling of paralysis?

Something was staring at him! yes, a clear sense of peeping was spreading through the body, it, looking at Lao Tzu?

What made him even more instigated was that the two balls that arrived at the invincibility did not listen to his call again!

The horror in his heart covered up the fear, no longer paying attention to the unknown experience, his hands were raised, Duan De lowered his head, and stared at his usual hands, is this really gone?

The two things in the inner view are still slowly turning three inches in front of the eyebrows, without any consciousness to be called, and their hands and feet no longer follow the guidance of consciousness?

That is to say, me?

"Who! Look at your uncle, do you dare to look at Lao Tzu's jokes? Get out and let Duan Ye take a look! I can still hammer you to death without that broken ability!"

I don't know if it's fear or loss, the hysterical hissing roar seems to be just to vent the increasingly heavy depression, and the journey is not too smooth.

But he never lost confidence, at least he was still complete when he played around, at least his ability was growing, and he would not fall to the ground if he didn't lose his confidence, even if it was a great change under God's curse, he could accept it.

It's not weak but strong, but the shortcomings are slightly obvious, why can't it be accepted?

It is joyful to get, and then lose after gaining, how many people can pass this hurdle?

It is not something inconsequential, where power is the foundation of life, and there is no power ...

The cold breath of the years accompanied by a roar of almost despair suddenly swept away the wind and rain, and hit Duan De directly, invisible and incorporeal, and could only be distinguished by the sweeping rain, there was indeed something approaching rapidly.

Duan De's eyes widened angrily, his eyeballs were almost occupied by bloodshots, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain, and the liquid accumulated in the lower eyelids that had expanded to the limit quickly flowed down his nose.

"No matter what you are! If you can't kill your Duan Ye again, your Duan Ye will even have to pout your ancestor's grave! Come! Come! Come!" At this time, there was no such thought as fear.

Some only have the anger that fills the whole body, originally died well, but Mo Ming pulled Lao Tzu over again, gave hope, and was ruthlessly snuffed!

The mud bodhisattva still has three points of fire, don't say that after experiencing so many Duan De, there is a tyrannical beast buried deep in everyone's heart, and there is no chance to release it there.

Here, you can, but reason can often be suppressed, this thing spits out human nature, extinguishes conscience, he understands, and now?

The inexplicable substance that drained the rain into Duan De's body made Duan De, who was already crazy, stunned?

"Bluffing? The red eyes looked around, and there were still inexplicable things crashing into his body, and his body didn't feel anything at all, like an ordinary breeze hitting the body, except for slightly suppressing his tyranny, it was useless.

The rain can be discharged, but there is no way to perceive why it enters the body, Duan De flipped the pig-killing knife in his hand, squatted, the red light swept by, and he stepped forward with the gravity, and there were only two bright red soles left in the same place.

His blood will not flow out under the control of his physical body, unless he is hit by a huge force and loses control, which means that his training body has also involved the blood in a faint consciousness.

"Doesn't Lao Tzu still have this brute strength? Hehe? There is a kind of thing that you can take away for me?" Let the inexplicable aura that constantly crash into the body collide, anyway, it doesn't hurt or itch.

"Nine Thunder Falling Heavenly Technique" didn't absorb the essence of half a star here, and even avoided him all the time, but those heavenly daos that could be perceived from a distance did not exist at all.

If this thing doesn't exist, it means that this place is not under the jurisdiction of the outer heaven, which means that this is not a secret realm, that means that this place is the same as the mortal realm, outside the cultivator realm!

Wind source stepped on this rootless wind, letting it fly around with Duan De, the things that affected gravity seemed to exist everywhere here, and the mass of these building wrecks was indeed more than Duan De knew.

The pig-killing knife is still crying in the sea of knowledge, and the tip of the knife was cut off by Duan De. It can be roughly judged that it is the huge gravitational attraction caused by the materials used in this huge castle ruins.

"Go back and refine it for you, find a better one, that secret realm of Tiande Sect has Xingchen Sand, and Star Soul Sand, and I will practice it for you at that time!" While looking around, Duan De comforted the pig killing knife.

"! I can't go back, isn't there still an old way? Fat people, they can do it, when the time comes, you will be a real body, and your soul will be used. "Their communication is rather weird, as if Duan De is talking to the air with his nerves, and he has a clear eye.

"Comfort a fart, Duan Ye still wants to find his wife to comfort and comfort now!I don't know if Yingying won't want me either?hey~~~"

"I'm too lazy to talk to your little ass, Duan Ye didn't do anything wrong, they don't understand my ball, and someone will give Duan Ye me something to eat when they go out!" Duan De was indignant, his eyes fierce.

"Eh!?You kid is not honest!Can't you recover on your own?If you don't notice it for a while, you will be blinded!" Duan De suddenly remembered that when he refined this sword, he had considered its great function, but he didn't want the ability derived from it to cover up his original intention.

The main thing is that this knife has not been 'injured'! Duan De knows the virtue of this product, and he doesn't want to be shouted at by everyone, so he has always used it if he can.

"My long-range attack is a little insufficient, and then practice a long-range weapon?" Duan De himself is a refiner, why is he so poor that he only has a weapon? Even if there are others, they are definitely not related to weapons.

He won't allow this knife!