At the moment when the last divine sense split in two, Wang Xuan's head cracked, his eyes went black, and he fainted. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Wang Xuan's Zhihai Weiwei trembled, and the thunder dragon and the little white tiger in Zhihai both looked at the jade pendant in the center of Zhihai in horror.

Only the jade pendant trembled slightly, and a blue light spread out, nourishing Wang Xuan's excessively depleted divine sense. But at the same time, an aura that belongs to the jade pendant also spreads.

The preserved egg raised his head suddenly, opened his mouth, and a cyan light mask appeared, wanting to stop the aura of the jade pendant from emanating, but it was still half a step too late.

In an instant, the aura of the jade pendant spread throughout the entire Burial God Stream, and then throughout the entire Qingtian Continent......

In the depths of the Burial Stream, there is a hidden cave, and a skeleton sits cross-legged in the cave.

The skeleton's posture was very strange, with its left hand pressed on its forehead, its right hand stretched forward, and its five fingers spread out, as if trying to grasp something.

It turned out that there was a golden sword stuck diagonally on the ground a zhang in front of the skeleton, and the big sword was the same as the golden sword that Wang Xuan saw in the illusion.

The man seemed to want to grasp the great sword, but he could not get it until he died.

At this moment, the breath of the jade pendant came, and the golden sword trembled slightly, emitting a crisp sword sound, as if he had met an old friend who had been lost for many years......

At the same time, the suction in those caves suddenly appeared, and the entire Burial God Stream became violent.

Somewhere at the bottom of the Burial God Stream, a hundred zhang away from where Wang Xuan fell, a huge figure suddenly moved......

In a secret room in the Qingyun Tomb, Dao Wuji was desperately resisting the outbreak of the curse.

I saw that his face was hideous, his whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood on his body continued to grow and dissipate.

"Damn villain, when the deity goes out, I must make you look good!"

"And that damn boy, if it weren't for him, I would have broken this damn curse by now! Don't let me find you, if it falls into my hands, I must let you experience the curse well......

At this moment, an inexplicable aura came, and Dao Wuji's eyes widened violently, and he stayed on the spot.

"This is, this breath ......"

"I finally remember! It's the smell of that thing!"

"No wonder I was so familiar with the breath on that stinky boy that day, it turned out to be on that stinky boy! So, I'm going to find you......"

"If I had it, I would ......"

Dao Wuji's voice grew lower and lower, becoming inaudible......

At this moment, in a small county town called Hanjin in the east of the Tang Dynasty, an old beggar was squatting in the corner.

The old beggar, with his hair scattered, was wearing a gray robe that he had not washed for an unknown number of years, and was nibbling on a roast chicken stolen from nowhere, and from time to time he took a sip of a broken wine gourd from his waist.

The aura of the jade pendant swept by, and the old beggar looked up violently in the direction of the Lanyue Sect, and his eyes burst with a fine light.

After a while, the old beggar smiled slightly, "Yes, that kid is still alive, it seems that the old man has not looked away......"

If Wang Xuan was here, he would definitely recognize this old beggar, because he was the sloppy elder of the Internal Affairs Department of the Middle Peak of the Lanyue Sect!

After the sloppy elder finished speaking, he ignored it, immediately lowered his head, and continued to nibble on his roast chicken......

At the same time, an angry roar was coming from the hall of the black plain in the extreme north of the Optimus Continent.

"Bastard, blood slave, you idiot! I gave you thousands of elite clansmen, and you actually messed things up!"

"Not to mention that the matter is messed up, none of the thousands of elite clansmen have come back! I can feel that you are still alive, if you still can't get that thing, I will peel you and cramp you, and let you taste the taste of the clan rules......

At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Lord, that day I was on the Broken Sky Cliff, and I did sense the breath of the blood slave at the bottom of the Burial God Stream, but I was very weak, and I think I was injured......

At some point, a pretty figure hidden in the darkness appeared in front of the huge seat where the Demon Lord was sitting.

The lord nodded, "Ying'er is right, it seems that the blood slave is indeed at the bottom of the burial god stream......

The pretty figure was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "Lord, please call me Shadow Slave!"

The voice was cold, without the slightest emotion.

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared into the darkness......

The statue opened its mouth, but it eventually turned into a sigh......

At this moment, an invisible aura swept by, and the Demon Clan Lord was slightly stunned, and immediately burst out laughing.

"Hahaha...... It's good! It's good that it's still there, and when I break the seal, I'm going to go there myself! At that point, it's mine......"

The laughter of the Demon Lord shook the entire hall slightly, and it lasted for a long time......

Two days later, Wang Xuan finally woke up......

I opened my eyes with difficulty, rubbed my forehead, which was still swollen and painful, and sat up with difficulty.

Wang Xuan shook his head, sobered himself up, and immediately sank into the sea of knowledge to check.

As soon as the mind moved, the consciousness dispersed and divided into eighty-two strands.

Wang Xuan relieved himself at this time, "Fortunately, the last strand is finally separated......"

Wang Xuan immediately began to close his eyes and breathe, and finally recovered to his best state after half a day.

He took a deep breath, his eyes showed determination, and he carefully separated the two divine senses.

This time it was much easier in comparison, and within a day, Wang Xuan had divided this last divine sense into ten parts.

Looking at the ninety divine senses, Wang Xuan clenched his fists fiercely.

"There is still one last step left, I must succeed! Only by trying to improve my strength can I have the possibility of revenge!"

Wang Xuan breathed for another two hours before starting the final step, and this last step required the division of ninety strands of divine consciousness into ninety-nine strands, and the second layer of the distraction technique could be regarded as a true practice.

Wang Xuan's mind sank into the sea of consciousness again, and he saw that the ninety strands of divine consciousness were only half an inch thick each, but nine strands were slightly thicker, about the thickness of a little finger. And what Wang Xuan had to do was to split these nine strands of divine consciousness into two again, turning them into ninety-nine strands.

Wang Xuan held his breath and condensed, picked one of them, and with a movement of his mind, he tore that divine sense fiercely!

When the severe pain hit, Wang Xuan clung to his mind and gritted his teeth and persevered.

After a stick of incense, there was a soft sound, and the divine consciousness finally split into two......

Wang Xuan didn't stop, found a divine sense here, and continued to separate.

Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, two hours had passed.

Wang Xuan trembled, his face was pale, and a wisp of blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth. But Wang Xuan was still gritting his teeth and persevering, constantly working hard.

One share, two shares...... Stereotyped writing!

Finally, only the last strand remained.

The preserved egg on the side stared at Wang Xuan deadly, and the boss with his mouth open: "I'm dripping, this guy is dying! It's terrible...... Why are you working so hard? Can't you slow down......"

Wang Xuan turned a deaf ear to the muttering of the preserved egg, and his mind manipulated the last of his divine sense to tear it to both sides!

With a bang, the last stream of divine consciousness was finally split into two, and the second layer of the distraction technique was finally completed!