Twenty-four breaths
Twenty-seven breaths
Twenty-nine breaths
As time went by during Xing Hua's observation, she was inevitably surprised.
Black Wind has actually reached twenty-nine breaths, and his breath is still very stable. According to this trend, it is possible that he can still hold on for ten more breaths.
Thirty-five breaths
Forty interest
An incredible look appeared in Xing Hua's eyes.
One breath is the time of one exhalation and one inhalation, and the long time of solid state training is not only of great benefit to future martial arts, but also represents a person's perseverance and state of mind.
Every time the breath time increases, the pain will intensify, and the pain will be unimaginable.
"Fifty-five breaths, he has already matched my longest time, and it is still stable!?"
Time passed, and Xing Hua was shocked. Even with her eyesight, Heifeng's back looked like a monster.
When he reached sixty breaths, Wang Xuan's calm and delicate face revealed a hint of slight pain between his brows, and he frowned.
But how can such pain be compared with the pain he used to train his body with poison every moment, year after year, in his previous life.
Although refining one's body with poison can quickly increase combat power, it is still difficult to become the strongest. Wang Xuan will not choose it again in this life, but he can still suffer.
He wants to perfect his martial arts, and he wants to find a way to survive this crisis and get out of this terrible miracle.
He still has many things to do. He must enter the ancestral world with the strongest and most flawless martial arts. He must become a nightmare for those enemies!
"It's already sixty-seven breaths."
Xing Hua was excited and full of expectations. As expected, under her gaze, the young man really broke their sect's record and crossed the seventy-breath mark.
"This is a little monster, and he is so stable. Could it be that he has had more painful experiences before!?"
The way Xing Hua looked at the young man was that he was no longer a monster, but a freak.
Eighty breaths!
Ninety breaths!
Xing Hua could no longer use words to describe her mood at the moment.
"Such a terrifying qualification is rare..." Xing Hua was excited.
Golden martial patterns rose up on the surrounding walls of the stone pavilion, and there seemed to be shadows of gods and demons on the roof. Golden lotuses bloomed on the ground, and circles of golden halo appeared around the young man.
Ninety-nine haloes rotated and disappeared into the young man's body in a flash, and then larger golden haloes appeared one after another. The entire stone pavilion was filled with strange phenomena.
"It turns out that when he was in the Soul Condensation State, he had already reached the Nine-Nine Return to One!" Xing Hua watched as the new golden halo of light increased, and it actually reached ninety-nine.
He has also reached the level of Xuanyuan Realm! !
"It's surprising again and again. I didn't expect that I met a little freak."
Xing Hua murmured with a smile, feeling strange because she thought of a way to help her regain her martial arts strength.
If Heifeng uses the foundation of martial arts that she has gained twice, crushes the invincible body of the same realm, and then practices the sect's secret techniques, it will definitely help her regain her peak martial arts.
Just thinking of the harsh conditions for practicing that secret technique, Xing Hua secretly shook his head and thought: Let's see again. I have never practiced that secret technique. There may be changes in it. It is best to be able to restore martial arts by myself.
Xing Hua was extremely resistant to that kind of secret technique, and it was difficult for him to explain it to the young man.
When Xing Hua was having complicated thoughts and was having trouble making a decision, all the visions in the room disappeared, and ninety-nine light wheels sank into Wang Xuan's body.
"Once again, the ninety-nine are unified." A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Xuan's mouth, and he looked inside.
I saw that his sea of qi was nine times wider, the barriers of the sea of qi were as hard as gold and stone, and his flesh and blood was once again baptized and improved. The bones in his body were as clear as jade, and his five internal organs were covered with golden martial patterns. Astonishingly, he has been completely transformed again!
With his hands clenching into fists and surging with endless power, Wang Xuan believed that with his current physical body, he could surpass ordinary martial arts practitioners in the same realm.
"This feeling of improvement is really wonderful. It should be the most wonderful feeling in the world." Wang Xuan thought with satisfaction and opened his eyes.
He stretched out, carried the star painting on his back, and lay on his side to sleep.
After escaping from the dangerous place, he can prepare to be promoted to the secret realm, and once he is promoted to the secret realm, he can obtain one more martial spirit.
Full of expectations, Wang Xuan fell into sleep.
"snort."
Xing Hua originally wanted to celebrate with the boy that they were reunited, but Hei Feng seemed to have forgotten that she was a strong woman and fell asleep directly. He couldn't help but groan and turned around...
...
Outside the historic site, Liusha City, Qingmin Restaurant, inside a guest room.
"Reporting to Eunuch Hai, what you ordered has been completed. It won't take long for the two clans to get the news."
In the guest room, Eunuch Hai picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and waved his hand.
The man in black who reported the report slowly exited the room and closed the door.
"You little evil beast, you killed Ya'er, and the Za family almost died in the ruins!"
Eunuch Hai's eyes were filled with hatred.
If he hadn't been lucky enough and cautious enough, he would have been buried in the ancient ruins. Thinking about the black energy chasing the sky, he still has lingering fear.
He has ordered people to spread the news that Wang Xuan killed the children of the two major families, Long Gong and Bai. Regardless of whether Wang Xuan can survive in the ancient ruins, he will die.
The two major families don't need evidence to kill people. If they kill a young martial artist with no background, there is no way to determine whether he is the murderer.
If you kill, just kill.
The world of martial arts is like this. The strong are respected, and the weak are just ants with low lives.
"It's better to let the Za family catch you first and peel off your skin with your own hands. Your close relatives and friends will not be spared either. They will all be buried with you!" Eunuch Hai sneered.
At this moment, the guest room next door.
There is a young man in white clothes and a girl in blue skirt. Both of them have good temperament and are noble and clean.
"Senior brother, we are a step too late. The historic site has been closed, and it's all your fault." The girl in the blue skirt pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction.
The young senior brother in white smiled and said, "Just leave it at that. Our ancestor sent us to this Xuanwu Kingdom to find out the incident of the Thunder Tribulation. Nothing else is important."
"It's a remote mountainous area. If there's anything to find out, it's not as interesting as going into historical sites to hunt for treasures." The young junior sister pouted her lips with a stern face.
"Having said that, other holy places have also sent people to travel around the world. We can't take it lightly. If you run around again, I will send you back to the holy place." The senior brother said with a smile, feeling a little headache.
The little junior sister resented: "Senior brother, you have changed and you don't love your little junior sister anymore."
"..." The corners of Brother Bai's mouth twitched, and he closed his eyes and continued to think about the traces in the Demon Vein Valley.
