Supreme Saint Physique

It was already the second day when Jun Wuxie regained consciousness.

He was in a coma for a whole day.

The injury this time is very serious.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt the origin.

Opening my eyes, I saw Mu Xuelan and Lanlan of the complexion pale guarding by his side.

Gazed at each other, Mu Xuelan's face flushed suddenly, and she turned her face aside.

Jun Wuxie was startled, feeling a little unfathomable mystery.

For no reason, this icy woman is blushing?

He hurriedly sat up to check his injuries.

Most of the fleshy body injuries have healed completely without leaving any scars.

But there is still a strong pain in the back.

Obviously, the wound that was broken by the chains of the Evil Corpse King did not heal.

There is dead energy that gathers and does not disperse, and it can only be repaired if it is driven away.

He inspected the internal organs, and the internal organs have also been completely recovered.

"Mu, how long have I been in a coma?"

He looked towards the mountain, and then towards the mountain.

I remember that before the coma, the three Saint Sect and the three Beastmasters fled in panic, seeming to have seen something terrifying.

"one day one night."

Mu Xuelan turned her back to him, her voice cold.

One day, one night?

Jun Wuxie slightly frowned.

If terrifying things are really dormant here, they stayed here for a day and spent a night, why didn't anything happen?

He stood up, feeling a bit cold in his body.

I looked down and realized that my clothes shattered into strips in the battle.

It can barely cover private parts.

"You are here to wait for me, I will get the essence of the essence."

When he spoke, the tattered clothes on his body were shaken to pieces by him, and he took out a set of azure clothes, ready to wear.

Who knows, Mu Xuelan suddenly turned around when he said he was going to get the spirit essence liquid.

Suddenly, she was dumbfounded, her allure face, and her icy muscles quickly showed red clouds.

"You... dirty!"

She bit her lip and hurriedly closed her eyes.

Jun Wuxie was startled.

He really didn't expect Mu Xuelan to turn around suddenly.

When she heard this, she couldn't help but feel a little funny.

He was going to put on his clothes immediately, but at this moment he stopped and walked in front of her very naturally.

"I said the original poster Mu, Secret Realm, 779, is there a secret between the two of us about each other's bodies? Don't you need to react so fiercely?"

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Mu Xuelan thought he had put on his clothes, and when she heard this, she opened her eyes suddenly with anger.

Suddenly, her beautiful eyes with baleful aura were instantly replaced by shock and sluggishness.

Right in front of her, less than half a foot away!

This man is not wearing clothes! !

When she was most embarrassed, she was sitting on the ground, and this man was standing.

"Ah!!!"

She responded with a scream.

The cold light flashed in his hand, an extra sword with icy blue light, facing the place where she was ashamed and indignant, making her hovered between life and death in 49 days Past.

"My X!"

Jun Wuxie was shocked to retreat several meters, and in an instant he put on his clothes neatly.

"Mu Xuelan, you are too vicious to start, right?"

He got cold on his back and was startled in a cold sweat.

Even if he is cut off, with his powerful fleshy body, he can grow out again when he steps into the Saint Sect realm.

But for men, this kind of thing is absolutely unacceptable.

What's more, the shot was the woman he had fucked.

"little pervert, you deserve it, if you do this again, I will castrate you!"

Mu Xuelan grinded her teeth, cold light flashed in her shameful eyes.

"You are too cruel." Jun Wuxie shook his head, and said: "You better not figure it out. If you figure it out one day, and you are willing to be my woman, I will hold my grudges, when the time comes must teach you a lot."

"Jun Wuxie, little pervert, why don't you die!"

Mu Xuelan threw the sword in her hand with anger. To him.

Bao sword flickered cold light, flying straight between his legs.

Jun Wuxie stretched out two fingers to clamp the sword, put away his ridiculous smile.

Went to her, put the sword next to her, and said: "Okay, stop making trouble, wait for me to come back here."

Mu Xuelan exasperated. Choking.

Who is it?

Does this guy really want to piss her off?

Jun Wuxie didn't care about her reaction, turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain.

As soon as he took a step, a snow-white bare hand tightly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"What's the matter?"

He turned around and looked at Mu Xuelan in surprise.

She coldly said: "You need to heal your wounds now, not take the [Essence Essence Liquid]. It won’t be too late to take it after the injury!"

"How can it work." Jun Wuxie grabbed her hand, pulled her little by little corner of her clothes out of her hand, and said: "Those Saint Sect and the Beastmaster have left, but it is difficult to guarantee that they will not come back."

"It's not that you don't know how many Saint Sects came from the various forces. Although most of them are buried in the Secret Realm of the Three Plagues and Seven Tribulations, there are definitely more than those alive. Once they meet and gather their hands, it is very likely. I will return here."

"You don't have to heal your wounds, you can bring the soul talisman."

"What are you kidding? Your soul is so weak now, there is no soul protector. Fu, do you know that you will die on this mountain?"

"Then you will send me down to the mountain."

"In case I take the [spiritual fluid] 】When the time comes, what do those people do? Don’t you have to fall into their hands, when the time comes, they use you to persecute me, we both have to die..."

said When he got here, he looked at Mu Xuelan with strange eyes: "You can't bear the pain of tearing my soul?"

"Being passionate!" Mu Xuelan gave him a cold look. Turning his back to him, he said indifferently: "I can't wait for you to die on the top of the mountain!"

"Lord Mu, I just protected you twice. Don't be moved by this, hahaha!"

Jun Wuxie smiled and strode towards the top of the mountain.

Mu Xuelan clenched her teeth and stomped her feet with anger, but as soon as she lifted her feet, she was stunned.

"Why did I subconsciously make such a tender gesture of the youngest daughter?"

She was stunned by her reaction, and slowly put her foot down. Time was stunned.

It's been a long time since she heard Jun Wuxie's voice. She couldn't help but turn around and saw that Jun Wuxie had gone very far.

He has reached the highest position he climbed yesterday.

When he got here, his body was shaking a little, and he was sweating profusely.

The power of refining the soul is like a thousand knives strangling the soul, painful.

On the top of the mountain, there are only several hundred meters.

But with each step, the pain will deepen.

Five hundred meters.

400 meters.

Three hundred meters.

...

The distance is getting closer and closer, and his steps are getting harder and harder, each step is falling, and his body is convulsing and convulsing.

The whole head seems to be torn apart.

Because of her back facing away, Mu Xuelan couldn't see how scary he looked at the moment.

His facial features are so distorted that it is very difficult to deal with, his face is fierce, and his eyes are about to bulge out.

When it was only two hundred meters away from the top of the mountain.

He has been unable to stand upright due to unbearable pain, and his whole body is rickety.

But he still gritted his teeth, step by step climbing up.

One meter by one meter shortens the distance.

When he reached only one hundred meters, he was completely unable to stand.

The tremendous pain made his facial features almost twisted together.

He lay on the ground, and his soul not only felt the pain of slashing thousands of knives, but also the pain of burning flames.

The entanglement of these two severe pains made him unable to restrain his painful growl.

He firmly grasped his scalp with one hand, and embedded his five fingers deeply into the bluestone stairs, crawling up little by little.

His head is so painful that blood is leaking from every pore.

Ears, eyes, nose, and mouth are bleeding out.

"little pervert, come back soon!"

Mu Xuelan's voice trembled.

She knows best how terrifying the pain of tearing the soul is.

At that time, when she was about 500 meters from the top of the mountain, the feeling made her feel extremely horrified.

Jun Wuxie, who does not have a soul talisman, is now only a hundred meters away from the top of the mountain.

The pain of refining soul, I don't know how many times it is terrifying than when it is 500 meters away from the top of the mountain.

Faced with so many wheel battles between the Beastmaster and Saint Sect, he fought until his body was almost disintegrated, never hummed, never fell down.

But now, it’s so painful that I can’t stand!

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However, Jun Wuxie ignored her and was still crawling towards the top of the mountain.

As the distance decreases step by step.

The blood vessels in his body burst due to the severe pain, and blood was sprayed out from every pore in his body, leaving blood stains all the way.

"It's near, hold on again, and it's here..."

Jun Wuxie gritted his teeth and endured the pain of tearing and burning with unimaginable tenacious and will. , Crawling very hard.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

...

The closer you get to the stone trough containing the [Spirit Liquid], the more terrifying the power of soul-refining.

The pores on his body burst out with a large amount of blood mist, which is horrible.

The organs of the internal organs began to fail due to the severe pain that exceeded the limit of the living beings' endurance.