"I said, why are you so slow?"

In the space where Han Xiuchen and the True Spirit were located, Han Xiuchen saw that the true spirit was self-destructing very slowly, and he couldn't help but complain.

Judging from the speed at which this guy asked me to destroy, he probably hasn't self-destructed yet, and his wife and Qingming will be completely gone.

At that time, even if you can go out, is it meaningful?

There is actually no meaning at all.

When Zhenyin heard Han Xiuchen complaining about him, he couldn't help but say sarcastically: "If you have the ability, you can do it yourself. Do you think it's easy for people like me to destroy themselves."

They are not ordinary people, and self-destruction is as simple as just asking you to take a few sleeping pills or jumping down from the building.

It is actually very difficult for him to self-destruct with such existence.

Generally speaking, it is really difficult to self-destruct.

For example, Han Xiuchen now, let alone self-destruction, he can't even want to fall into his own state.

So, this guy is urging himself here now, so it’s better to wait quietly.

He waited, and perhaps the speed of self-destruction might be faster when he was calm.

As soon as he urged, he was upset, and might have slowed down his self-destruction.

Looking at the true spirit who choked her back, Han Xiuchen's mouth couldn't help but twitch twice.

He looked at Zhen Ling with resentment and sighed, "But at your speed, if you don't speed up a little longer, when you destroy yourself, my wife and others will be completely dead. Do you think I still have the meaning of going out then?"

When Zhen Ling heard Han Xiuchen's words, she immediately felt that this guy was very reasonable.

If his own self-destruction speed cannot keep up with Shen Hongzhuang and the others, he will destroy himself by then, but Shen Hongzhuang and the others are already dead, and Han Xiuchen probably wouldn't be willing to go out at all.

At that time, I was destroyed again and I would not die in vain.

So I really seem to have to find a way to speed up my own self-destruction.

Thinking of this, Zhenling couldn't help but twitch gently.

He took a deep breath and suddenly pinched a seal.

In an instant, Zhen Ling completely disappeared.

In Han Xiuchen's feelings, in the space where he was, the illusory sea of ​​true spirits suddenly occupied all areas.

It's like completely assimilating this place into a world of the sea of ​​true spirits.

At this moment, a beam of light burst out from the center of this space.

Around the beam, there were halos lingering, and they looked extremely sacred.

It is like there is something supreme existence that is about to open up.

"This guy has evolved again."

Seeing the beam of light that was growing and trying to completely cover the space, Han Xiuchen touched his chin and murmured to himself.

Although the true spirit is still a little far from his current level.

But in my own feelings, the power that the true spirit burst out at this moment was much stronger than that before.

Now he has reached a different level.

It seems that in this self-destruction, the true spirit has evolved.

"Tidal marks!"

Just as Han Xiuchen looked at the beam of light without blinking, the soft murmur of the true spirit echoed in this space.

At the same time, the halo around the beam spread out layer by layer.

As the halo spread, layers of invisible ripples arose.

It seems like sea waves appearing one after another.

As those traces became more and more, Han Xiuchen suddenly felt that this space was not easy to detect and vibrate.

Although the vibration was very weak, he believed that he would never feel the mistake.

"Free True Spirit, come on!"

Han Xiuchen had a hint of joy in his eyes, and he shouted at the beam of light at the same time.

Come on to encourage the true spirit, who has completely disappeared without a trace, only the aura and traces of power burst out.

"Come on? Come on, and encourage yourself to destroy yourself. You are so heartless!"

The slightly tired voice of the Zhenling echoed in Han Xiuchen's ears.

At this moment, the illusory true spirit sea that enveloped the entire space suddenly compressed into a small white dot.

Even the beam disappeared without a trace.

Dongdong!

The white dot beat slightly twice, and the sound of a heart-pounding drum echoed in this space.

At the same time, Han Xiuchen's body subconsciously tensed.

However, the aura on his body was restrained very well, and even the invisible temperament that was faintly revealed outside completely dissipated.

Because he knows whether he can leave here and whether he can leave here without affecting the great realm of cultivation, it depends on what is next.

Bang!

Just as Han Xiuchen's spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated, the small white dot suddenly exploded.

A ray of extremely pure white light appeared in an instant, and then it spread silently.

And this space suddenly swayed violently, and a small crack that was almost invisible appeared in front of Han Xiuchen.

Han Xiuchen looked at the tiny crack and his eyes flashed slightly.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the remaining little power and traces of the true spirit in the space were immediately squeezed together, turning into a white spot of light and being taken into his body.

Then he raised his foot and stepped out, and his whole body turned into a ray of black light and rushed into the black crack.

However, the moment he came into contact with the black crack, Han Xiuchen's mind fell faintly to a low point.

Because the restriction and repulsion power are too terrifying. If I do not use my power, I will not be able to leave here through the traces that the True Spirit instantly produces.

But if you use your own strength, it will be a forced arrival in the great realm of practice.

At that time, the great realm of cultivation will be destroyed under the influence of its own power.

"At the critical moment, I have to rely on me."

Just when Han Xiuchen was in a dilemma, Han Xiuchen seemed to hear the sound of reincarnation.

And in the ancient courtyard, the fingers touching the wooden sword seemed to feel a ray of fluctuation.

He laughed silently, and while murmuring in a low voice, his right hand had already grasped the hilt of the wooden sword.

The moment he stood up, his long hair suddenly turned black and blue.

He slashed out with a sword, and a ray of sword light seemed to penetrate layers of space and reach an unknown place.

When a tearing sound came faintly in his ear, the reincarnation, whose momentum was at its peak, smiled slightly.

His momentum suddenly fell to the extreme, and a trace of crystal blood appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But Huan Reincarnation didn't care about it at all, and there was only a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.
Chapter completed!