Chapter 151
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He opened it and then casually threw it into the pile of treasures beside him.
But nothing? No one dared to say no.
Finally? Just one? The long black box was moved up.
That long box was square? Square? Wu? Wen Wu? Ornament? Look? It was really a bit unsightly to go up. It was said to be a congratulatory gift, but it was more like a coffin.
Next to it? Subordinates looked at it as if they were facing a great enemy? Looking at that black wooden box, he only? His lips curled up lazily.
"Open it."
How many? Next? Subordinates? Walk with trembling steps? He walked over.
Accompanied by the creaking sound of the box being opened, his pupils contracted slightly.
In a world full of blood red.
He glimpsed a touch of indescribable white.
It reminded him of nothing? More distant than in his distant memory? The highest peak of the mountain? Clean snow.
His heart suddenly skipped a beat. He wanted to lower his body to take a look? Clear.
But the world suddenly shook violently. He wanted to see? Until the surrounding scene shattered one by one, but the soul fragments of billions of dead spirits were still there? Why did it shriek in his head, the most? Finally, it twisted into a state of confusion.
…
In the small bamboo house? Shen Shu slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils were extremely black, as if the darkness of the world was condensed in them? In the depths of his pupils, there was blood surging, constantly rising, overflowing, as if it was going to? Tears flowed down from his eyes.
He turned his head sideways to look at the window. Then? Freeze, stare? Look at the rising sun outside the window.
The brilliant golden color was reflected in his pupils?
He looked? After a long while? Then he retracted his gaze and stood up.
After a long period of seclusion, his clothes were already covered in a thin layer of dust. At this moment, as he stood up, the dust rose up. Under the noon sun, it floated in the air of the room.
He stood up straight and his body swayed slightly. He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. His voice was hoarse.
"Who schemed against me …"
He stood where he was. Others as the center? His heart had already become one with him, the darkness that was indistinguishable from one another. Numerous wild pythons rushed out and occupied the entire room, leaving no room for escape.
The papers on the table were scattered on the ground, and the porcelain bottle containing the Nascent Soul Formation Pill was shattered.
"… Hmm?"
He tried to sense it. He realized that the amount of power he could control was less than one ten-thousandth of his normal state.
Moreover, it was faintly suppressed by the spiritual energy in his body.
Spiritual energy?
His Nine Revolutions Heavenly Devil Physique had already been cultivated to the ninth layer. His body was completely condensed from Devil Qi, so how could something like Spirit Qi exist?
He used his divine sense to examine his body and suddenly noticed something in his heart. One? The white jade figure.
Small, very cute.
This was his … nascent soul?
His Divine Sense and Willpower were surrounding this? The little guy turned around twice and saw the other party. He was still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. Extending his Divine Sense tentacles, he gently poked the other party. White lotus-like arms.
The little guy was poked and moved to the side.
He suddenly became interested and used his Divine Sense to poke the east, poke the west. Touch it? The little guy poked himself? Moved a bit? But he still had his eyes closed.
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