An Zheng felt that he was a little bored. When he was waiting to die, what he thought about was, would it be ugly to die like this
The faint light was floating in front of An Zheng's eyes. After looking at it for a long time, An Zheng was sure that it was not a firefly at all, but a ball of... phosphorus fire. This is what people often call will-o'-the-wisps, and can occasionally be seen in the quiet night of the cemetery.
This is a turbulent space where no one will come and no one will care. Even a super strong person at the Immortal Emperor level will not find An Zheng in such a space. Even Zi Luo cannot feel An Zheng's influence. breath.
This is a turbulent space where no one will come and no one will care. Even a super strong person at the Immortal Emperor level will not find An Zheng in such a space. Even Zi Luo cannot feel An Zheng's influence. breath.
Then An Zheng saw a firefly floating in front of his eyes. At this time, he was still facing the ground and his eyes could only see a small area next to his nose. When the firefly flew over, An Zheng felt that there was finally something he knew. He died here.
Even if he died in this turbulent space, he was still sitting on the throne, overlooking the world.
This process probably lasted for a few hours. The fireflies were still entering An Zheng's body, but the number was much smaller. An Zheng felt that not only his physical body had completely recovered, but also the scattered power of cultivation had returned, and it was even more abundant!
So An Zheng plans to see clearly what the place where he may want to live for a long time looks like in the future.
An Zheng suddenly sensed what it was. It was the remaining power in this turbulent space.
People outside were still busy counting the casualties and damage, looking at how many houses had collapsed and how many trees had been destroyed. The known deceased is Song Mouyuan, after all, this is where he lived. As for the disciples like An Zheng and others who entered the secret training realm for testing, they had already been forgotten by those people.
"strength!"
How domineering would such a person be during his lifetime
Because he knew that An Zheng had gone in, he also knew that An Zheng would definitely die, and he also knew how important An Zheng was. People with a slightly higher level know that An Zheng is Ning Xiaolou's noble person. Ning Xiaolou has mentioned on more than one occasion that An Zheng is a special person and needs special treatment.
Because he knew that An Zheng had gone in, he also knew that An Zheng would definitely die, and he also knew how important An Zheng was. People with a slightly higher level know that An Zheng is Ning Xiaolou's noble person. Ning Xiaolou has mentioned on more than one occasion that An Zheng is a special person and needs special treatment.
But no, after the sound was transmitted, An Zheng found that the light around him was getting brighter and brighter.
Therefore, bone meal and the aura here are actually incompatible and completely different. However, the bone meal is already powder, so the turbulence cannot be distinguished at all, and there is no life breath.
Because he knew that An Zheng had gone in, he also knew that An Zheng would definitely die, and he also knew how important An Zheng was. People with a slightly higher level know that An Zheng is Ning Xiaolou's noble person. Ning Xiaolou has mentioned on more than one occasion that An Zheng is a special person and needs special treatment.
He struggled to stand up, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain. His newly repaired body was still very fragile and sensitive, and the slightest movement would make every nerve twitch in pain. But An Zheng couldn't wait any longer. He had just struggled back from the edge of death, and he couldn't wait to know where he had been saved.
Ning Xiaolou didn't know that An Zheng would enter the secret realm of experience today, but at this moment, people who knew that An Zheng had entered the secret realm of experience were arriving. Du Ruo supported his elder brother An Caichen and limped towards this side. An Caichen's face was even paler than when he was seriously injured.
Therefore, bone meal and the aura here are actually incompatible and completely different. However, the bone meal is already powder, so the turbulence cannot be distinguished at all, and there is no life breath.
An Zheng felt that he was a little bored. When he was waiting to die, what he thought about was, would it be ugly to die like this
This is a paradox. It is impossible for such an island to exist in turbulent space. Anything that changes the air flow will be torn apart. But this island does exist, and it is not very small. Although you can see the other side from one side, it is almost as big as a five or six hundred square meter house.
Mr. Temporary's face turned pale and he chose to run away.
An Zheng walked step by step, feeling the breath of the bone powder. It's different. They have all kinds of attributes, but they are tightly dependent on each other, united in an incredible way, as if they are silently fighting against the rules of this turbulent space.
No one can find An Zheng.
Ning Xiaolou didn't know that An Zheng would enter the secret realm of experience today, but at this moment, people who knew that An Zheng had entered the secret realm of experience were arriving. Du Ruo supported his elder brother An Caichen and limped towards this side. An Caichen's face was even paler than when he was seriously injured.
An Zheng panted heavily, breathing in the not-so-fresh air here. The turbulent space is basically closed, and only when the space is torn apart will the balance here be affected. So the air here is very dirty, but even so, An Zheng still feels extremely happy and satisfied when he breathes.
Because he knew that An Zheng had gone in, he also knew that An Zheng would definitely die, and he also knew how important An Zheng was. People with a slightly higher level know that An Zheng is Ning Xiaolou's noble person. Ning Xiaolou has mentioned on more than one occasion that An Zheng is a special person and needs special treatment.
Countless bone fires were like fireflies flying all over the sky, burrowing into An Zheng's body from his damaged wounds, nostrils, ears and even eyes. These fireflies seemed to have mysophobia. The first one repaired the dantian qi sea, and the others began to repair An Zheng's physical body.
No one can find An Zheng.
Because he knew that An Zheng had gone in, he also knew that An Zheng would definitely die, and he also knew how important An Zheng was. People with a slightly higher level know that An Zheng is Ning Xiaolou's noble person. Ning Xiaolou has mentioned on more than one occasion that An Zheng is a special person and needs special treatment.
How domineering would such a person be during his lifetime
These powers do not come from one person, and no one knows how many great practitioners have died in the turbulent space throughout the ages. Among them are practitioners who have just been able to open up space, and some who have reached an extremely high level, but no matter whether they are strong or weak, they cannot stop the cutting of the order of space, or in other words, the consequences of destroying the order of space.
After the faint light entered An Zheng's nose, it quickly followed An Zheng's blood vessels and entered the Dantian Qi sea, and then settled down as if it had found a home. It seemed to be dissatisfied with An Zheng's current broken Dantian Qi sea, so it began to repair it. Countless tiny rays of light dispersed from the dim light, quickly repairing An Zheng's damaged Dantian Qi Sea like knitting. It didn't care about An Zheng's injuries in other places. It seemed that it just wanted to decorate the place where it lived better.
Countless bone fires were like fireflies flying all over the sky, burrowing into An Zheng's body from his damaged wounds, nostrils, ears and even eyes. These fireflies seemed to have mysophobia. The first one repaired the dantian qi sea, and the others began to repair An Zheng's physical body.
He stood up and then his expression changed.
Now that An Zheng is dead, he can only escape before Ning Xiaolou is investigated.
An Zheng felt that he was a little bored. When he was waiting to die, what he thought about was, would it be ugly to die like this
This small island that seems like it shouldn't exist is made entirely of bone powder. How many people would have to die to form such a small island? And all of these dead people were masters.
The faint light was floating in front of An Zheng's eyes. After looking at it for a long time, An Zheng was sure that it was not a firefly at all, but a ball of... phosphorus fire. This is what people often call will-o'-the-wisps, and can occasionally be seen in the quiet night of the cemetery.
Gao Shu thought that he would be an upright and upright person, that he was the kind of loyal minister who was unyielding, the kind of minister who would dare to criticize even if the emperor was wrong. Then when he realized he might die, he discovered that he was just a coward.
Mr. Temporary's face turned pale and he chose to run away.
These bone powder also contain the power of great cultivators. After a person dies, the power does not completely dissipate. Of course, the bones will not have intelligence, but they will consciously look for similar people to gather together. Human bone meal and monster beast bone meal are at least similar substances. Thousands of years later, these bone meal actually formed a small island.
The faint light was floating in front of An Zheng's eyes. After looking at it for a long time, An Zheng was sure that it was not a firefly at all, but a ball of... phosphorus fire. This is what people often call will-o'-the-wisps, and can occasionally be seen in the quiet night of the cemetery.
Even though it has been dead for many years, even though it has completely lost its intelligence, it still has an indescribable aura of looking down on the world!
No one can find An Zheng.
Those are not stars, they are fireflies that are still pouring in from all directions, the power of cultivation without a master floating in this turbulent space. Various forces made An Zheng's body stronger. They kept jumping around An Zheng's body as if he had a great sense of accomplishment.
Then An Zheng realized, this is a turbulent space, why are there fireflies
An Zheng walked step by step, feeling the breath of the bone powder. It's different. They have all kinds of attributes, but they are tightly dependent on each other, united in an incredible way, as if they are silently fighting against the rules of this turbulent space.
An Zheng muttered to himself.
It would be nice if there was a mirror...
An Zheng panted heavily, breathing in the not-so-fresh air here. The turbulent space is basically closed, and only when the space is torn apart will the balance here be affected. So the air here is very dirty, but even so, An Zheng still feels extremely happy and satisfied when he breathes.
Gao Shu thought that he would be an upright and upright person, that he was the kind of loyal minister who was unyielding, the kind of minister who would dare to criticize even if the emperor was wrong. Then when he realized he might die, he discovered that he was just a coward.
An Zheng suddenly sensed what it was. It was the remaining power in this turbulent space.
Now that An Zheng is dead, he can only escape before Ning Xiaolou is investigated.
An Zheng was bored thinking about this while he was waiting to die. Although he knew he was ugly, he still wanted to see how disabled he looked. An Zheng has always been a person who pays great attention to appearance. He doesn't like to wear old clothes or use things that others have used. Even a pair of socks must be the most expensive kind.
"Bone meal..."
He saw the sky full of stars.
It's kind of funny that someone who loves cleanliness should die so dirty.
Mr. Temporary's face turned pale and he chose to run away.
After the faint light entered An Zheng's nose, it quickly followed An Zheng's blood vessels and entered the Dantian Qi sea, and then settled down as if it had found a home. It seemed to be dissatisfied with An Zheng's current broken Dantian Qi sea, so it began to repair it. Countless tiny rays of light dispersed from the dim light, quickly repairing An Zheng's damaged Dantian Qi Sea like knitting. It didn't care about An Zheng's injuries in other places. It seemed that it just wanted to decorate the place where it lived better.
Then An Zheng saw a firefly floating in front of his eyes. At this time, he was still facing the ground and his eyes could only see a small area next to his nose. When the firefly flew over, An Zheng felt that there was finally something he knew. He died here.
The faint light was floating in front of An Zheng's eyes. After looking at it for a long time, An Zheng was sure that it was not a firefly at all, but a ball of... phosphorus fire. This is what people often call will-o'-the-wisps, and can occasionally be seen in the quiet night of the cemetery.
No!
This is an island... floating in the turbulent space.
As time passed by, An Zheng's various senses came back. The moment he stood up, he was extremely shaken... Maybe this kind of shock exceeded anything he thought was worthy of shock in the past.
An Zheng walked step by step, feeling the breath of the bone powder. It's different. They have all kinds of attributes, but they are tightly dependent on each other, united in an incredible way, as if they are silently fighting against the rules of this turbulent space.
Mr. Temporary's face turned pale and he chose to run away.
Then An Zheng realized, this is a turbulent space, why are there fireflies
These powers do not come from one person, and no one knows how many great practitioners have died in the turbulent space throughout the ages. Among them are practitioners who have just been able to open up space, and some who have reached an extremely high level, but no matter whether they are strong or weak, they cannot stop the cutting of the order of space, or in other words, the consequences of destroying the order of space.
Even though it has been dead for many years, even though it has completely lost its intelligence, it still has an indescribable aura of looking down on the world!
An Zheng walked step by step, feeling the breath of the bone powder. It's different. They have all kinds of attributes, but they are tightly dependent on each other, united in an incredible way, as if they are silently fighting against the rules of this turbulent space.
Bone fire, ghost fire, common people have many names for this kind of phosphorus fire.
It's kind of funny that someone who loves cleanliness should die so dirty.
The faint light was floating in front of An Zheng's eyes. After looking at it for a long time, An Zheng was sure that it was not a firefly at all, but a ball of... phosphorus fire. This is what people often call will-o'-the-wisps, and can occasionally be seen in the quiet night of the cemetery.
It's kind of funny that someone who loves cleanliness should die so dirty.
No!
He struggled to stand up, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain. His newly repaired body was still very fragile and sensitive, and the slightest movement would make every nerve twitch in pain. But An Zheng couldn't wait any longer. He had just struggled back from the edge of death, and he couldn't wait to know where he had been saved.
He felt a sense of explosion in his Dantian Qi sea, which was a sign that it might break through at any time.
I was finally able to move, although I just turned over.
From a long time ago, there were practitioners who accidentally tore apart the space and were involved in the turbulence, and their bodies were shattered in an instant. With the first one, there will soon be the second, the third, the fourth... countless others. These strangled practitioners were all turned into powder. Space turbulence is a very strange existence. The rule here is to destroy everything that is inconsistent with the atmosphere here, especially living things.
Bone fire, ghost fire, common people have many names for this kind of phosphorus fire.
These powers do not come from one person, and no one knows how many great practitioners have died in the turbulent space throughout the ages. Among them are practitioners who have just been able to open up space, and some who have reached an extremely high level, but no matter whether they are strong or weak, they cannot stop the cutting of the order of space, or in other words, the consequences of destroying the order of space.
A picture appeared in An Zheng's mind involuntarily.
The faint light floated in front of An Zheng's eyes for at least five minutes, as if he was still hesitating to judge what An Zheng was. The next second, it suddenly came in from An Zheng's nostrils, and An Zheng felt uncomfortable for a moment. In fact, it's not really uncomfortable, it's just a feeling that no one would feel good if something got into their nose.
Unexpectedly, not only did he not die in the turbulence of this space, but he was about to break... But this is not something to be happy about. An Zheng was not affected by the turbulence in this unknown place. Once he leaves here, the balance of the air flow here will be destroyed. Then space turbulence will come turbulently. Not to mention ascending to a small realm or a large realm, even directly ascending to Immortal Lord will not help. It is still a dead end here.
He felt a sense of explosion in his Dantian Qi sea, which was a sign that it might break through at any time.
After the faint light entered An Zheng's nose, it quickly followed An Zheng's blood vessels and entered the Dantian Qi sea, and then settled down as if it had found a home. It seemed to be dissatisfied with An Zheng's current broken Dantian Qi sea, so it began to repair it. Countless tiny rays of light dispersed from the dim light, quickly repairing An Zheng's damaged Dantian Qi Sea like knitting. It didn't care about An Zheng's injuries in other places. It seemed that it just wanted to decorate the place where it lived better.
Then An Zheng saw a firefly floating in front of his eyes. At this time, he was still facing the ground and his eyes could only see a small area next to his nose. When the firefly flew over, An Zheng felt that there was finally something he knew. He died here.
This process probably lasted for a few hours. The fireflies were still entering An Zheng's body, but the number was much smaller. An Zheng felt that not only his physical body had completely recovered, but also the scattered power of cultivation had returned, and it was even more abundant!
These powers are completely different and come in various types. They are the power of cultivation dissipated by those who died. Because of the unique way of existence of this place, they will not dissipate for hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
Ning Xiaolou didn't know that An Zheng would enter the secret realm of experience today, but at this moment, people who knew that An Zheng had entered the secret realm of experience were arriving. Du Ruo supported his elder brother An Caichen and limped towards this side. An Caichen's face was even paler than when he was seriously injured.
An Zheng suddenly sensed what it was. It was the remaining power in this turbulent space.
Even though it has been dead for many years, even though it has completely lost its intelligence, it still has an indescribable aura of looking down on the world!
Even though it has been dead for many years, even though it has completely lost its intelligence, it still has an indescribable aura of looking down on the world!
After the faint light entered An Zheng's nose, it quickly followed An Zheng's blood vessels and entered the Dantian Qi sea, and then settled down as if it had found a home. It seemed to be dissatisfied with An Zheng's current broken Dantian Qi sea, so it began to repair it. Countless tiny rays of light dispersed from the dim light, quickly repairing An Zheng's damaged Dantian Qi Sea like knitting. It didn't care about An Zheng's injuries in other places. It seemed that it just wanted to decorate the place where it lived better.
Ten minutes later, An Zheng's Dantian Qihai was restored to its full state. But at this time, there was no trace of true energy in his body, and the sea of energy in his Dantian was completely occupied by the bone fire. Bone Fire seemed to be very satisfied with the results of his repair. He flew around the dantian sea of qi and then landed in the middle. After a moment, it suddenly flew up again, and then made a squeaking sound. It was so subtle that An Zheng thought it was his imagination.
From a long time ago, there were practitioners who accidentally tore apart the space and were involved in the turbulence, and their bodies were shattered in an instant. With the first one, there will soon be the second, the third, the fourth... countless others. These strangled practitioners were all turned into powder. Space turbulence is a very strange existence. The rule here is to destroy everything that is inconsistent with the atmosphere here, especially living things.
This is a paradox. It is impossible for such an island to exist in turbulent space. Anything that changes the air flow will be torn apart. But this island does exist, and it is not very small. Although you can see the other side from one side, it is almost as big as a five or six hundred square meter house.
The faint light was floating in front of An Zheng's eyes. After looking at it for a long time, An Zheng was sure that it was not a firefly at all, but a ball of... phosphorus fire. This is what people often call will-o'-the-wisps, and can occasionally be seen in the quiet night of the cemetery.
It's kind of funny that someone who loves cleanliness should die so dirty.
Countless bone fires were like fireflies flying all over the sky, burrowing into An Zheng's body from his damaged wounds, nostrils, ears and even eyes. These fireflies seemed to have mysophobia. The first one repaired the dantian qi sea, and the others began to repair An Zheng's physical body.
An Zheng's legs reappeared, first as bones and then as flesh and skin. Followed by arms, fingers, even his hair. He felt like he was back when he was a child. His newly repaired body looked so tender and his skin was like a baby's.
But no, after the sound was transmitted, An Zheng found that the light around him was getting brighter and brighter.
But no, after the sound was transmitted, An Zheng found that the light around him was getting brighter and brighter.
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
An Zheng took a step, and a layer of fine powder appeared under his feet, like smoke.
Countless bone fires were like fireflies flying all over the sky, burrowing into An Zheng's body from his damaged wounds, nostrils, ears and even eyes. These fireflies seemed to have mysophobia. The first one repaired the dantian qi sea, and the others began to repair An Zheng's physical body.
Ning Xiaolou didn't know that An Zheng would enter the secret realm of experience today, but at this moment, people who knew that An Zheng had entered the secret realm of experience were arriving. Du Ruo supported his elder brother An Caichen and limped towards this side. An Caichen's face was even paler than when he was seriously injured.
Gao Shu thought that he would be an upright and upright person, that he was the kind of loyal minister who was unyielding, the kind of minister who would dare to criticize even if the emperor was wrong. Then when he realized he might die, he discovered that he was just a coward.
"strength!"
The faint light floated in front of An Zheng's eyes for at least five minutes, as if he was still hesitating to judge what An Zheng was. The next second, it suddenly came in from An Zheng's nostrils, and An Zheng felt uncomfortable for a moment. In fact, it's not really uncomfortable, it's just a feeling that no one would feel good if something got into their nose.
In this process, the turbulent flow of space must have crushed them time and time again, but they have no life but a nature of attracting the same kind to each other, so they still reunite again and again. In the end, the turbulent space actually adapted to their existence.
Ten minutes later, An Zheng's Dantian Qihai was restored to its full state. But at this time, there was no trace of true energy in his body, and the sea of energy in his Dantian was completely occupied by the bone fire. Bone Fire seemed to be very satisfied with the results of his repair. He flew around the dantian sea of qi and then landed in the middle. After a moment, it suddenly flew up again, and then made a squeaking sound. It was so subtle that An Zheng thought it was his imagination.
These bone powder also contain the power of great cultivators. After a person dies, the power does not completely dissipate. Of course, the bones will not have intelligence, but they will consciously look for similar people to gather together. Human bone meal and monster beast bone meal are at least similar substances. Thousands of years later, these bone meal actually formed a small island.
Mr. Huo said that An Zheng has great luck.
An Zheng walked step by step, feeling the breath of the bone powder. It's different. They have all kinds of attributes, but they are tightly dependent on each other, united in an incredible way, as if they are silently fighting against the rules of this turbulent space.
An Zheng suddenly sensed what it was. It was the remaining power in this turbulent space.
"Bone meal..."
Mr. Huo said that An Zheng has great luck.
After the faint light entered An Zheng's nose, it quickly followed An Zheng's blood vessels and entered the Dantian Qi sea, and then settled down as if it had found a home. It seemed to be dissatisfied with An Zheng's current broken Dantian Qi sea, so it began to repair it. Countless tiny rays of light dispersed from the dim light, quickly repairing An Zheng's damaged Dantian Qi Sea like knitting. It didn't care about An Zheng's injuries in other places. It seemed that it just wanted to decorate the place where it lived better.
These powers do not come from one person, and no one knows how many great practitioners have died in the turbulent space throughout the ages. Among them are practitioners who have just been able to open up space, and some who have reached an extremely high level, but no matter whether they are strong or weak, they cannot stop the cutting of the order of space, or in other words, the consequences of destroying the order of space.
Ten minutes later, An Zheng's Dantian Qihai was restored to its full state. But at this time, there was no trace of true energy in his body, and the sea of energy in his Dantian was completely occupied by the bone fire. Bone Fire seemed to be very satisfied with the results of his repair. He flew around the dantian sea of qi and then landed in the middle. After a moment, it suddenly flew up again, and then made a squeaking sound. It was so subtle that An Zheng thought it was his imagination.
Because he knew that An Zheng had gone in, he also knew that An Zheng would definitely die, and he also knew how important An Zheng was. People with a slightly higher level know that An Zheng is Ning Xiaolou's noble person. Ning Xiaolou has mentioned on more than one occasion that An Zheng is a special person and needs special treatment.
Mr. Temporary's face turned pale and he chose to run away.
An Zheng walked step by step, feeling the breath of the bone powder. It's different. They have all kinds of attributes, but they are tightly dependent on each other, united in an incredible way, as if they are silently fighting against the rules of this turbulent space.
Therefore, bone meal and the aura here are actually incompatible and completely different. However, the bone meal is already powder, so the turbulence cannot be distinguished at all, and there is no life breath.
These powers are completely different and come in various types. They are the power of cultivation dissipated by those who died. Because of the unique way of existence of this place, they will not dissipate for hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
So An Zheng plans to see clearly what the place where he may want to live for a long time looks like in the future.
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
An Zheng took a step, and a layer of fine powder appeared under his feet, like smoke.
An Zheng's legs reappeared, first as bones and then as flesh and skin. Followed by arms, fingers, even his hair. He felt like he was back when he was a child. His newly repaired body looked so tender and his skin was like a baby's.
Those are not stars, they are fireflies that are still pouring in from all directions, the power of cultivation without a master floating in this turbulent space. Various forces made An Zheng's body stronger. They kept jumping around An Zheng's body as if he had a great sense of accomplishment.
This is an island... floating in the turbulent space.
From a long time ago, there were practitioners who accidentally tore apart the space and were involved in the turbulence, and their bodies were shattered in an instant. With the first one, there will soon be the second, the third, the fourth... countless others. These strangled practitioners were all turned into powder. Space turbulence is a very strange existence. The rule here is to destroy everything that is inconsistent with the atmosphere here, especially living things.
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
I was finally able to move, although I just turned over.
From a long time ago, there were practitioners who accidentally tore apart the space and were involved in the turbulence, and their bodies were shattered in an instant. With the first one, there will soon be the second, the third, the fourth... countless others. These strangled practitioners were all turned into powder. Space turbulence is a very strange existence. The rule here is to destroy everything that is inconsistent with the atmosphere here, especially living things.
He stood up and then his expression changed.
In this process, the turbulent flow of space must have crushed them time and time again, but they have no life but a nature of attracting the same kind to each other, so they still reunite again and again. In the end, the turbulent space actually adapted to their existence.
An Zheng panted heavily, breathing in the not-so-fresh air here. The turbulent space is basically closed, and only when the space is torn apart will the balance here be affected. So the air here is very dirty, but even so, An Zheng still feels extremely happy and satisfied when he breathes.
Then An Zheng saw a firefly floating in front of his eyes. At this time, he was still facing the ground and his eyes could only see a small area next to his nose. When the firefly flew over, An Zheng felt that there was finally something he knew. He died here.
These bone powder also contain the power of great cultivators. After a person dies, the power does not completely dissipate. Of course, the bones will not have intelligence, but they will consciously look for similar people to gather together. Human bone meal and monster beast bone meal are at least similar substances. Thousands of years later, these bone meal actually formed a small island.
He stood up and then his expression changed.
But no, after the sound was transmitted, An Zheng found that the light around him was getting brighter and brighter.
Mr. Huo said that An Zheng has great luck.
He saw the sky full of stars.
But no, after the sound was transmitted, An Zheng found that the light around him was getting brighter and brighter.
In this process, the turbulent flow of space must have crushed them time and time again, but they have no life but a nature of attracting the same kind to each other, so they still reunite again and again. In the end, the turbulent space actually adapted to their existence.
An Zheng felt that he was a little bored. When he was waiting to die, what he thought about was, would it be ugly to die like this
As time passed by, An Zheng's various senses came back. The moment he stood up, he was extremely shaken... Maybe this kind of shock exceeded anything he thought was worthy of shock in the past.
These bone powder also contain the power of great cultivators. After a person dies, the power does not completely dissipate. Of course, the bones will not have intelligence, but they will consciously look for similar people to gather together. Human bone meal and monster beast bone meal are at least similar substances. Thousands of years later, these bone meal actually formed a small island.
From a long time ago, there were practitioners who accidentally tore apart the space and were involved in the turbulence, and their bodies were shattered in an instant. With the first one, there will soon be the second, the third, the fourth... countless others. These strangled practitioners were all turned into powder. Space turbulence is a very strange existence. The rule here is to destroy everything that is inconsistent with the atmosphere here, especially living things.
This is an island... floating in the turbulent space.
No!
Those are not stars, they are fireflies that are still pouring in from all directions, the power of cultivation without a master floating in this turbulent space. Various forces made An Zheng's body stronger. They kept jumping around An Zheng's body as if he had a great sense of accomplishment.
Even though it has been dead for many years, even though it has completely lost its intelligence, it still has an indescribable aura of looking down on the world!
This is an island... floating in the turbulent space.
After the faint light entered An Zheng's nose, it quickly followed An Zheng's blood vessels and entered the Dantian Qi sea, and then settled down as if it had found a home. It seemed to be dissatisfied with An Zheng's current broken Dantian Qi sea, so it began to repair it. Countless tiny rays of light dispersed from the dim light, quickly repairing An Zheng's damaged Dantian Qi Sea like knitting. It didn't care about An Zheng's injuries in other places. It seemed that it just wanted to decorate the place where it lived better.
Bone fire, ghost fire, common people have many names for this kind of phosphorus fire.
These bone powder also contain the power of great cultivators. After a person dies, the power does not completely dissipate. Of course, the bones will not have intelligence, but they will consciously look for similar people to gather together. Human bone meal and monster beast bone meal are at least similar substances. Thousands of years later, these bone meal actually formed a small island.
Those are not stars, they are fireflies that are still pouring in from all directions, the power of cultivation without a master floating in this turbulent space. Various forces made An Zheng's body stronger. They kept jumping around An Zheng's body as if he had a great sense of accomplishment.
This place is not very big, even if it is equivalent to the area of a large villa, it can be completed in less than ten minutes. An Zheng noticed that the bone meal was piled up almost in the middle like a seat, and An Zheng was right on the back of the seat. He was very curious, and slowly adjusted to the pain and walked over to take a look. When he turned around and saw the thing, he felt as if a storm had suddenly set off in his heart!
This place is not very big, even if it is equivalent to the area of a large villa, it can be completed in less than ten minutes. An Zheng noticed that the bone meal was piled up almost in the middle like a seat, and An Zheng was right on the back of the seat. He was very curious, and slowly adjusted to the pain and walked over to take a look. When he turned around and saw the thing, he felt as if a storm had suddenly set off in his heart!
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
There is actually a person on the bone meal chair!
An Zheng took a step, and a layer of fine powder appeared under his feet, like smoke.
It would be nice if there was a mirror...
This is a paradox. It is impossible for such an island to exist in turbulent space. Anything that changes the air flow will be torn apart. But this island does exist, and it is not very small. Although you can see the other side from one side, it is almost as big as a five or six hundred square meter house.
No!
Mr. Huo said that An Zheng has great luck.
This small island that seems like it shouldn't exist is made entirely of bone powder. How many people would have to die to form such a small island? And all of these dead people were masters.
But no, after the sound was transmitted, An Zheng found that the light around him was getting brighter and brighter.
These bone powder also contain the power of great cultivators. After a person dies, the power does not completely dissipate. Of course, the bones will not have intelligence, but they will consciously look for similar people to gather together. Human bone meal and monster beast bone meal are at least similar substances. Thousands of years later, these bone meal actually formed a small island.
This small island that seems like it shouldn't exist is made entirely of bone powder. How many people would have to die to form such a small island? And all of these dead people were masters.
Then An Zheng realized, this is a turbulent space, why are there fireflies
This process probably lasted for a few hours. The fireflies were still entering An Zheng's body, but the number was much smaller. An Zheng felt that not only his physical body had completely recovered, but also the scattered power of cultivation had returned, and it was even more abundant!
Gao Shu thought that he would be an upright and upright person, that he was the kind of loyal minister who was unyielding, the kind of minister who would dare to criticize even if the emperor was wrong. Then when he realized he might die, he discovered that he was just a coward.
"strength!"
Therefore, bone meal and the aura here are actually incompatible and completely different. However, the bone meal is already powder, so the turbulence cannot be distinguished at all, and there is no life breath.
How domineering would such a person be during his lifetime
This place is not very big, even if it is equivalent to the area of a large villa, it can be completed in less than ten minutes. An Zheng noticed that the bone meal was piled up almost in the middle like a seat, and An Zheng was right on the back of the seat. He was very curious, and slowly adjusted to the pain and walked over to take a look. When he turned around and saw the thing, he felt as if a storm had suddenly set off in his heart!
This process probably lasted for a few hours. The fireflies were still entering An Zheng's body, but the number was much smaller. An Zheng felt that not only his physical body had completely recovered, but also the scattered power of cultivation had returned, and it was even more abundant!
People outside were still busy counting the casualties and damage, looking at how many houses had collapsed and how many trees had been destroyed. The known deceased is Song Mouyuan, after all, this is where he lived. As for the disciples like An Zheng and others who entered the secret training realm for testing, they had already been forgotten by those people.
An Zheng was bored thinking about this while he was waiting to die. Although he knew he was ugly, he still wanted to see how disabled he looked. An Zheng has always been a person who pays great attention to appearance. He doesn't like to wear old clothes or use things that others have used. Even a pair of socks must be the most expensive kind.
He felt a sense of explosion in his Dantian Qi sea, which was a sign that it might break through at any time.
These powers are completely different and come in various types. They are the power of cultivation dissipated by those who died. Because of the unique way of existence of this place, they will not dissipate for hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
Then An Zheng saw a firefly floating in front of his eyes. At this time, he was still facing the ground and his eyes could only see a small area next to his nose. When the firefly flew over, An Zheng felt that there was finally something he knew. He died here.
It would be nice if there was a mirror...
"Bone meal..."
I was finally able to move, although I just turned over.
Unexpectedly, not only did he not die in the turbulence of this space, but he was about to break... But this is not something to be happy about. An Zheng was not affected by the turbulence in this unknown place. Once he leaves here, the balance of the air flow here will be destroyed. Then space turbulence will come turbulently. Not to mention ascending to a small realm or a large realm, even directly ascending to Immortal Lord will not help. It is still a dead end here.
Now that An Zheng is dead, he can only escape before Ning Xiaolou is investigated.
An Zheng's legs reappeared, first as bones and then as flesh and skin. Followed by arms, fingers, even his hair. He felt like he was back when he was a child. His newly repaired body looked so tender and his skin was like a baby's.
This is a turbulent space where no one will come and no one will care. Even a super strong person at the Immortal Emperor level will not find An Zheng in such a space. Even Zi Luo cannot feel An Zheng's influence. breath.
Even if he died in this turbulent space, he was still sitting on the throne, overlooking the world.
These powers do not come from one person, and no one knows how many great practitioners have died in the turbulent space throughout the ages. Among them are practitioners who have just been able to open up space, and some who have reached an extremely high level, but no matter whether they are strong or weak, they cannot stop the cutting of the order of space, or in other words, the consequences of destroying the order of space.
So An Zheng plans to see clearly what the place where he may want to live for a long time looks like in the future.
Now that An Zheng is dead, he can only escape before Ning Xiaolou is investigated.
An Zheng's legs reappeared, first as bones and then as flesh and skin. Followed by arms, fingers, even his hair. He felt like he was back when he was a child. His newly repaired body looked so tender and his skin was like a baby's.
Because he knew that An Zheng had gone in, he also knew that An Zheng would definitely die, and he also knew how important An Zheng was. People with a slightly higher level know that An Zheng is Ning Xiaolou's noble person. Ning Xiaolou has mentioned on more than one occasion that An Zheng is a special person and needs special treatment.
Then An Zheng saw a firefly floating in front of his eyes. At this time, he was still facing the ground and his eyes could only see a small area next to his nose. When the firefly flew over, An Zheng felt that there was finally something he knew. He died here.
These powers do not come from one person, and no one knows how many great practitioners have died in the turbulent space throughout the ages. Among them are practitioners who have just been able to open up space, and some who have reached an extremely high level, but no matter whether they are strong or weak, they cannot stop the cutting of the order of space, or in other words, the consequences of destroying the order of space.
He struggled to stand up, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain. His newly repaired body was still very fragile and sensitive, and the slightest movement would make every nerve twitch in pain. But An Zheng couldn't wait any longer. He had just struggled back from the edge of death, and he couldn't wait to know where he had been saved.
Mr. Temporary's face turned pale and he chose to run away.
Then An Zheng saw a firefly floating in front of his eyes. At this time, he was still facing the ground and his eyes could only see a small area next to his nose. When the firefly flew over, An Zheng felt that there was finally something he knew. He died here.
I was finally able to move, although I just turned over.
An Zheng muttered to himself.
These powers do not come from one person, and no one knows how many great practitioners have died in the turbulent space throughout the ages. Among them are practitioners who have just been able to open up space, and some who have reached an extremely high level, but no matter whether they are strong or weak, they cannot stop the cutting of the order of space, or in other words, the consequences of destroying the order of space.
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
Even though it has been dead for many years, even though it has completely lost its intelligence, it still has an indescribable aura of looking down on the world!
He stood up and then his expression changed.
An Zheng muttered to himself.
To be precise, it was not a person, but a human skeleton. Sitting upright on the bone meal chair, holding the armrests of the seat with both hands, he sat upright with his back straight. This skeleton is riddled with holes and wounds everywhere, but it sits there like an unparalleled overlord, a peerless hero.
Gao Shu thought that he would be an upright and upright person, that he was the kind of loyal minister who was unyielding, the kind of minister who would dare to criticize even if the emperor was wrong. Then when he realized he might die, he discovered that he was just a coward.
These bone powder also contain the power of great cultivators. After a person dies, the power does not completely dissipate. Of course, the bones will not have intelligence, but they will consciously look for similar people to gather together. Human bone meal and monster beast bone meal are at least similar substances. Thousands of years later, these bone meal actually formed a small island.
As time passed by, An Zheng's various senses came back. The moment he stood up, he was extremely shaken... Maybe this kind of shock exceeded anything he thought was worthy of shock in the past.
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
The faint light floated in front of An Zheng's eyes for at least five minutes, as if he was still hesitating to judge what An Zheng was. The next second, it suddenly came in from An Zheng's nostrils, and An Zheng felt uncomfortable for a moment. In fact, it's not really uncomfortable, it's just a feeling that no one would feel good if something got into their nose.
He stood up and then his expression changed.
Then An Zheng saw a firefly floating in front of his eyes. At this time, he was still facing the ground and his eyes could only see a small area next to his nose. When the firefly flew over, An Zheng felt that there was finally something he knew. He died here.
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
Therefore, bone meal and the aura here are actually incompatible and completely different. However, the bone meal is already powder, so the turbulence cannot be distinguished at all, and there is no life breath.
Ning Xiaolou didn't know that An Zheng would enter the secret realm of experience today, but at this moment, people who knew that An Zheng had entered the secret realm of experience were arriving. Du Ruo supported his elder brother An Caichen and limped towards this side. An Caichen's face was even paler than when he was seriously injured.
This is an island... floating in the turbulent space.
Bone fire, ghost fire, common people have many names for this kind of phosphorus fire.
Those are not stars, they are fireflies that are still pouring in from all directions, the power of cultivation without a master floating in this turbulent space. Various forces made An Zheng's body stronger. They kept jumping around An Zheng's body as if he had a great sense of accomplishment.
This is a paradox. It is impossible for such an island to exist in turbulent space. Anything that changes the air flow will be torn apart. But this island does exist, and it is not very small. Although you can see the other side from one side, it is almost as big as a five or six hundred square meter house.
This is an island... floating in the turbulent space.
Then An Zheng realized, this is a turbulent space, why are there fireflies
The faint light floated in front of An Zheng's eyes for at least five minutes, as if he was still hesitating to judge what An Zheng was. The next second, it suddenly came in from An Zheng's nostrils, and An Zheng felt uncomfortable for a moment. In fact, it's not really uncomfortable, it's just a feeling that no one would feel good if something got into their nose.
How domineering would such a person be during his lifetime
This is a turbulent space where no one will come and no one will care. Even a super strong person at the Immortal Emperor level will not find An Zheng in such a space. Even Zi Luo cannot feel An Zheng's influence. breath.
He felt a sense of explosion in his Dantian Qi sea, which was a sign that it might break through at any time.
An Zheng took a step, and a layer of fine powder appeared under his feet, like smoke.
These powers are completely different and come in various types. They are the power of cultivation dissipated by those who died. Because of the unique way of existence of this place, they will not dissipate for hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
An Zheng suddenly sensed what it was. It was the remaining power in this turbulent space.
It's kind of funny that someone who loves cleanliness should die so dirty.
A picture appeared in An Zheng's mind involuntarily.
Countless bone fires were like fireflies flying all over the sky, burrowing into An Zheng's body from his damaged wounds, nostrils, ears and even eyes. These fireflies seemed to have mysophobia. The first one repaired the dantian qi sea, and the others began to repair An Zheng's physical body.
Those are not stars, they are fireflies that are still pouring in from all directions, the power of cultivation without a master floating in this turbulent space. Various forces made An Zheng's body stronger. They kept jumping around An Zheng's body as if he had a great sense of accomplishment.
"Bone meal..."
The faint light floated in front of An Zheng's eyes for at least five minutes, as if he was still hesitating to judge what An Zheng was. The next second, it suddenly came in from An Zheng's nostrils, and An Zheng felt uncomfortable for a moment. In fact, it's not really uncomfortable, it's just a feeling that no one would feel good if something got into their nose.
These bone powder also contain the power of great cultivators. After a person dies, the power does not completely dissipate. Of course, the bones will not have intelligence, but they will consciously look for similar people to gather together. Human bone meal and monster beast bone meal are at least similar substances. Thousands of years later, these bone meal actually formed a small island.
He struggled to stand up, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain. His newly repaired body was still very fragile and sensitive, and the slightest movement would make every nerve twitch in pain. But An Zheng couldn't wait any longer. He had just struggled back from the edge of death, and he couldn't wait to know where he had been saved.
In this process, the turbulent flow of space must have crushed them time and time again, but they have no life but a nature of attracting the same kind to each other, so they still reunite again and again. In the end, the turbulent space actually adapted to their existence.
How domineering would such a person be during his lifetime
People outside were still busy counting the casualties and damage, looking at how many houses had collapsed and how many trees had been destroyed. The known deceased is Song Mouyuan, after all, this is where he lived. As for the disciples like An Zheng and others who entered the secret training realm for testing, they had already been forgotten by those people.
An Zheng muttered to himself.
Mr. Temporary's face turned pale and he chose to run away.
In this process, the turbulent flow of space must have crushed them time and time again, but they have no life but a nature of attracting the same kind to each other, so they still reunite again and again. In the end, the turbulent space actually adapted to their existence.
How domineering would such a person be during his lifetime
No!
Bone fire, ghost fire, common people have many names for this kind of phosphorus fire.
An Zheng muttered to himself.
This small island that seems like it shouldn't exist is made entirely of bone powder. How many people would have to die to form such a small island? And all of these dead people were masters.
An Zheng muttered to himself.
Now that An Zheng is dead, he can only escape before Ning Xiaolou is investigated.
He stood up and then his expression changed.
Ten minutes later, An Zheng's Dantian Qihai was restored to its full state. But at this time, there was no trace of true energy in his body, and the sea of energy in his Dantian was completely occupied by the bone fire. Bone Fire seemed to be very satisfied with the results of his repair. He flew around the dantian sea of qi and then landed in the middle. After a moment, it suddenly flew up again, and then made a squeaking sound. It was so subtle that An Zheng thought it was his imagination.
An Zheng walked step by step, feeling the breath of the bone powder. It's different. They have all kinds of attributes, but they are tightly dependent on each other, united in an incredible way, as if they are silently fighting against the rules of this turbulent space.
This is a turbulent space where no one will come and no one will care. Even a super strong person at the Immortal Emperor level will not find An Zheng in such a space. Even Zi Luo cannot feel An Zheng's influence. breath.
"strength!"
These bone powder also contain the power of great cultivators. After a person dies, the power does not completely dissipate. Of course, the bones will not have intelligence, but they will consciously look for similar people to gather together. Human bone meal and monster beast bone meal are at least similar substances. Thousands of years later, these bone meal actually formed a small island.
Gao Shu thought that he would be an upright and upright person, that he was the kind of loyal minister who was unyielding, the kind of minister who would dare to criticize even if the emperor was wrong. Then when he realized he might die, he discovered that he was just a coward.
An Zheng's legs reappeared, first as bones and then as flesh and skin. Followed by arms, fingers, even his hair. He felt like he was back when he was a child. His newly repaired body looked so tender and his skin was like a baby's.
Unexpectedly, not only did he not die in the turbulence of this space, but he was about to break... But this is not something to be happy about. An Zheng was not affected by the turbulence in this unknown place. Once he leaves here, the balance of the air flow here will be destroyed. Then space turbulence will come turbulently. Not to mention ascending to a small realm or a large realm, even directly ascending to Immortal Lord will not help. It is still a dead end here.
An Zheng's legs reappeared, first as bones and then as flesh and skin. Followed by arms, fingers, even his hair. He felt like he was back when he was a child. His newly repaired body looked so tender and his skin was like a baby's.
How domineering would such a person be during his lifetime
A picture appeared in An Zheng's mind involuntarily.
Unexpectedly, not only did he not die in the turbulence of this space, but he was about to break... But this is not something to be happy about. An Zheng was not affected by the turbulence in this unknown place. Once he leaves here, the balance of the air flow here will be destroyed. Then space turbulence will come turbulently. Not to mention ascending to a small realm or a large realm, even directly ascending to Immortal Lord will not help. It is still a dead end here.
He felt a sense of explosion in his Dantian Qi sea, which was a sign that it might break through at any time.
An Zheng's legs reappeared, first as bones and then as flesh and skin. Followed by arms, fingers, even his hair. He felt like he was back when he was a child. His newly repaired body looked so tender and his skin was like a baby's.
Because he knew that An Zheng had gone in, he also knew that An Zheng would definitely die, and he also knew how important An Zheng was. People with a slightly higher level know that An Zheng is Ning Xiaolou's noble person. Ning Xiaolou has mentioned on more than one occasion that An Zheng is a special person and needs special treatment.
This is an island... floating in the turbulent space.
From a long time ago, there were practitioners who accidentally tore apart the space and were involved in the turbulence, and their bodies were shattered in an instant. With the first one, there will soon be the second, the third, the fourth... countless others. These strangled practitioners were all turned into powder. Space turbulence is a very strange existence. The rule here is to destroy everything that is inconsistent with the atmosphere here, especially living things.
He stood up and then his expression changed.
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
An Zheng panted heavily, breathing in the not-so-fresh air here. The turbulent space is basically closed, and only when the space is torn apart will the balance here be affected. So the air here is very dirty, but even so, An Zheng still feels extremely happy and satisfied when he breathes.
It would be nice if there was a mirror...
To be precise, it was not a person, but a human skeleton. Sitting upright on the bone meal chair, holding the armrests of the seat with both hands, he sat upright with his back straight. This skeleton is riddled with holes and wounds everywhere, but it sits there like an unparalleled overlord, a peerless hero.
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
This process probably lasted for a few hours. The fireflies were still entering An Zheng's body, but the number was much smaller. An Zheng felt that not only his physical body had completely recovered, but also the scattered power of cultivation had returned, and it was even more abundant!
Therefore, bone meal and the aura here are actually incompatible and completely different. However, the bone meal is already powder, so the turbulence cannot be distinguished at all, and there is no life breath.
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
A picture appeared in An Zheng's mind involuntarily.
This is an island... floating in the turbulent space.
Even if he died in this turbulent space, he was still sitting on the throne, overlooking the world.
There is actually a person on the bone meal chair!
Ten minutes later, An Zheng's Dantian Qihai was restored to its full state. But at this time, there was no trace of true energy in his body, and the sea of energy in his Dantian was completely occupied by the bone fire. Bone Fire seemed to be very satisfied with the results of his repair. He flew around the dantian sea of qi and then landed in the middle. After a moment, it suddenly flew up again, and then made a squeaking sound. It was so subtle that An Zheng thought it was his imagination.
Mr. Huo said that An Zheng has great luck.
These bone powder also contain the power of great cultivators. After a person dies, the power does not completely dissipate. Of course, the bones will not have intelligence, but they will consciously look for similar people to gather together. Human bone meal and monster beast bone meal are at least similar substances. Thousands of years later, these bone meal actually formed a small island.
An Zheng felt that he was a little bored. When he was waiting to die, what he thought about was, would it be ugly to die like this
An Zheng was bored thinking about this while he was waiting to die. Although he knew he was ugly, he still wanted to see how disabled he looked. An Zheng has always been a person who pays great attention to appearance. He doesn't like to wear old clothes or use things that others have used. Even a pair of socks must be the most expensive kind.
To be precise, it was not a person, but a human skeleton. Sitting upright on the bone meal chair, holding the armrests of the seat with both hands, he sat upright with his back straight. This skeleton is riddled with holes and wounds everywhere, but it sits there like an unparalleled overlord, a peerless hero.
An Zheng walked step by step, feeling the breath of the bone powder. It's different. They have all kinds of attributes, but they are tightly dependent on each other, united in an incredible way, as if they are silently fighting against the rules of this turbulent space.
This process probably lasted for a few hours. The fireflies were still entering An Zheng's body, but the number was much smaller. An Zheng felt that not only his physical body had completely recovered, but also the scattered power of cultivation had returned, and it was even more abundant!
An Zheng felt that he was a little bored. When he was waiting to die, what he thought about was, would it be ugly to die like this
Ning Xiaolou didn't know that An Zheng would enter the secret realm of experience today, but at this moment, people who knew that An Zheng had entered the secret realm of experience were arriving. Du Ruo supported his elder brother An Caichen and limped towards this side. An Caichen's face was even paler than when he was seriously injured.
After the faint light entered An Zheng's nose, it quickly followed An Zheng's blood vessels and entered the Dantian Qi sea, and then settled down as if it had found a home. It seemed to be dissatisfied with An Zheng's current broken Dantian Qi sea, so it began to repair it. Countless tiny rays of light dispersed from the dim light, quickly repairing An Zheng's damaged Dantian Qi Sea like knitting. It didn't care about An Zheng's injuries in other places. It seemed that it just wanted to decorate the place where it lived better.
In this process, the turbulent flow of space must have crushed them time and time again, but they have no life but a nature of attracting the same kind to each other, so they still reunite again and again. In the end, the turbulent space actually adapted to their existence.
A picture appeared in An Zheng's mind involuntarily.
No one can find An Zheng.
Gao Shu thought that he would be an upright and upright person, that he was the kind of loyal minister who was unyielding, the kind of minister who would dare to criticize even if the emperor was wrong. Then when he realized he might die, he discovered that he was just a coward.
There is actually a person on the bone meal chair!
But no, after the sound was transmitted, An Zheng found that the light around him was getting brighter and brighter.
As time passed by, An Zheng's various senses came back. The moment he stood up, he was extremely shaken... Maybe this kind of shock exceeded anything he thought was worthy of shock in the past.
An Zheng muttered to himself.
This place is not very big, even if it is equivalent to the area of a large villa, it can be completed in less than ten minutes. An Zheng noticed that the bone meal was piled up almost in the middle like a seat, and An Zheng was right on the back of the seat. He was very curious, and slowly adjusted to the pain and walked over to take a look. When he turned around and saw the thing, he felt as if a storm had suddenly set off in his heart!
In this process, the turbulent flow of space must have crushed them time and time again, but they have no life but a nature of attracting the same kind to each other, so they still reunite again and again. In the end, the turbulent space actually adapted to their existence.
He struggled to stand up, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain. His newly repaired body was still very fragile and sensitive, and the slightest movement would make every nerve twitch in pain. But An Zheng couldn't wait any longer. He had just struggled back from the edge of death, and he couldn't wait to know where he had been saved.
It would be nice if there was a mirror...
Even though it has been dead for many years, even though it has completely lost its intelligence, it still has an indescribable aura of looking down on the world!
This process probably lasted for a few hours. The fireflies were still entering An Zheng's body, but the number was much smaller. An Zheng felt that not only his physical body had completely recovered, but also the scattered power of cultivation had returned, and it was even more abundant!
An Zheng walked step by step, feeling the breath of the bone powder. It's different. They have all kinds of attributes, but they are tightly dependent on each other, united in an incredible way, as if they are silently fighting against the rules of this turbulent space.
There is actually a person on the bone meal chair!
Even though it has been dead for many years, even though it has completely lost its intelligence, it still has an indescribable aura of looking down on the world!
Even though it has been dead for many years, even though it has completely lost its intelligence, it still has an indescribable aura of looking down on the world!
Mr. Huo said that An Zheng has great luck.
There is actually a person on the bone meal chair!
Those are not stars, they are fireflies that are still pouring in from all directions, the power of cultivation without a master floating in this turbulent space. Various forces made An Zheng's body stronger. They kept jumping around An Zheng's body as if he had a great sense of accomplishment.
So An Zheng plans to see clearly what the place where he may want to live for a long time looks like in the future.
This is a paradox. It is impossible for such an island to exist in turbulent space. Anything that changes the air flow will be torn apart. But this island does exist, and it is not very small. Although you can see the other side from one side, it is almost as big as a five or six hundred square meter house.
From a long time ago, there were practitioners who accidentally tore apart the space and were involved in the turbulence, and their bodies were shattered in an instant. With the first one, there will soon be the second, the third, the fourth... countless others. These strangled practitioners were all turned into powder. Space turbulence is a very strange existence. The rule here is to destroy everything that is inconsistent with the atmosphere here, especially living things.
To be precise, it was not a person, but a human skeleton. Sitting upright on the bone meal chair, holding the armrests of the seat with both hands, he sat upright with his back straight. This skeleton is riddled with holes and wounds everywhere, but it sits there like an unparalleled overlord, a peerless hero.
This small island that seems like it shouldn't exist is made entirely of bone powder. How many people would have to die to form such a small island? And all of these dead people were masters.
Countless bone fires were like fireflies flying all over the sky, burrowing into An Zheng's body from his damaged wounds, nostrils, ears and even eyes. These fireflies seemed to have mysophobia. The first one repaired the dantian qi sea, and the others began to repair An Zheng's physical body.
"strength!"
An Zheng's legs reappeared, first as bones and then as flesh and skin. Followed by arms, fingers, even his hair. He felt like he was back when he was a child. His newly repaired body looked so tender and his skin was like a baby's.
He struggled to stand up, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain. His newly repaired body was still very fragile and sensitive, and the slightest movement would make every nerve twitch in pain. But An Zheng couldn't wait any longer. He had just struggled back from the edge of death, and he couldn't wait to know where he had been saved.
An Zheng took a step, and a layer of fine powder appeared under his feet, like smoke.
Even though it has been dead for many years, even though it has completely lost its intelligence, it still has an indescribable aura of looking down on the world!
An Zheng took a step, and a layer of fine powder appeared under his feet, like smoke.
To be precise, it was not a person, but a human skeleton. Sitting upright on the bone meal chair, holding the armrests of the seat with both hands, he sat upright with his back straight. This skeleton is riddled with holes and wounds everywhere, but it sits there like an unparalleled overlord, a peerless hero.
An Zheng suddenly sensed what it was. It was the remaining power in this turbulent space.
There is actually a person on the bone meal chair!
He struggled to stand up, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain. His newly repaired body was still very fragile and sensitive, and the slightest movement would make every nerve twitch in pain. But An Zheng couldn't wait any longer. He had just struggled back from the edge of death, and he couldn't wait to know where he had been saved.
How domineering would such a person be during his lifetime
An Zheng walked step by step, feeling the breath of the bone powder. It's different. They have all kinds of attributes, but they are tightly dependent on each other, united in an incredible way, as if they are silently fighting against the rules of this turbulent space.
How domineering would such a person be during his lifetime
There were too many... An Zheng's scalp went numb looking at it. Like an endless stream of fireflies, densely packed fireflies penetrated into his body from every pore. An Zheng suddenly understood... These powers of cultivation have been floating in the turbulent space for many years, too many years. But after all, they are not natural things that can be easily blended into nature and this space. They may be lonely, lonely, and want to find a home... And in thousands of years, An Zheng may be the first lucky guy to be involved in the turbulence of space and not die immediately.
As time passed by, An Zheng's various senses came back. The moment he stood up, he was extremely shaken... Maybe this kind of shock exceeded anything he thought was worthy of shock in the past.
Mr. Temporary's face turned pale and he chose to run away.
The faint light was floating in front of An Zheng's eyes. After looking at it for a long time, An Zheng was sure that it was not a firefly at all, but a ball of... phosphorus fire. This is what people often call will-o'-the-wisps, and can occasionally be seen in the quiet night of the cemetery.
These powers are completely different and come in various types. They are the power of cultivation dissipated by those who died. Because of the unique way of existence of this place, they will not dissipate for hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
Bone fire, ghost fire, common people have many names for this kind of phosphorus fire.
So An Zheng plans to see clearly what the place where he may want to live for a long time looks like in the future.
Mr. Huo said that An Zheng has great luck.
Even if he died in this turbulent space, he was still sitting on the throne, overlooking the world.
Then An Zheng saw a firefly floating in front of his eyes. At this time, he was still facing the ground and his eyes could only see a small area next to his nose. When the firefly flew over, An Zheng felt that there was finally something he knew. He died here.
Mr. Temporary's face turned pale and he chose to run away.
He struggled to stand up, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain. His newly repaired body was still very fragile and sensitive, and the slightest movement would make every nerve twitch in pain. But An Zheng couldn't wait any longer. He had just struggled back from the edge of death, and he couldn't wait to know where he had been saved.
In this process, the turbulent flow of space must have crushed them time and time again, but they have no life but a nature of attracting the same kind to each other, so they still reunite again and again. In the end, the turbulent space actually adapted to their existence.
Those are not stars, they are fireflies that are still pouring in from all directions, the power of cultivation without a master floating in this turbulent space. Various forces made An Zheng's body stronger. They kept jumping around An Zheng's body as if he had a great sense of accomplishment.
He felt a sense of explosion in his Dantian Qi sea, which was a sign that it might break through at any time.
This is a turbulent space where no one will come and no one will care. Even a super strong person at the Immortal Emperor level will not find An Zheng in such a space. Even Zi Luo cannot feel An Zheng's influence. breath.
This is a paradox. It is impossible for such an island to exist in turbulent space. Anything that changes the air flow will be torn apart. But this island does exist, and it is not very small. Although you can see the other side from one side, it is almost as big as a five or six hundred square meter house.