Ningxia's fingers are slender and the palms are plump. Although they are not as delicate as those of the noble lady, they are better than white after all, and they are a pair of beautiful hands. She often sighs that her hands are probably the kind of miserable look better than her face.

However, these little hands, which were no different from the past, brought her great shock at this moment.

Ningxia looked at the traces pressed on the rocks with her palms in a steady state. She was sure that the cracks did not exist. And the palm stamps were not fake, right?

Could it be that when she woke up, the whole world was changed, was it time traveling again or something? She didn't know when she had become this kind of Vajra Barbie, which is comparable to a biological weapon?

She didn't know anything, Ning Xiaoxia's heart was completely broken. She didn't understand. She was obviously a weak woman who couldn't even pry a rock a few days ago. How could she suddenly become a fierce man who teared stones with his hands?

Ningxia carefully moved away his "soft as boneless" palm, and the seriously damaged rock surface appeared.

I saw that the original complete rock blocks were cracked on all sides, and cracked from the palm-shaped face in the center toward all directions. When she moved her palm carefully, she also brought up some small pieces of rock blocks.

Obviously, this effect comparable to the iron sand palm was caused by Ningxia. God knows that she didn't use any effort at all, so why did she do it like this?

Ningxia refused to admit that all this was caused by her. She seriously suspected that this was just a trace left by Qin Ming during the battle with Long Sheng.

Soon, the iron-like facts will soon tell her that everything is true.

The dragon disappeared, and the living dead disappeared, and only Ningxia was left here.

It's finally over.

Ningxia pressed her arm that started to feel pain, feeling that she was still in the range of endurance, especially after the two hell-like tortures just now, the small fracture became insignificant. Of course, if possible, she also wanted to cure this arm that was hung up quickly.

Lying here is not a long-term solution. Although Ningxia, who was exhausted, wanted to rest for a while, at least she had to replenish her energy.

Defeating the boss behind the scenes to remove the threat almost exhausted all her power, and her energy was consumed. Now she was like an empty shell. The struggle for several months finally exhausted Ningxia's endurance.

But she couldn't really relax until she found a way to go out.

After all, he was still thinking about going out, and Ningxia didn't dare to relax. He stayed for a while before he got up, intending to leave this dark room that was blown out of recognition.

Originally, Ning Xiaoxia thought it would be difficult to get up with her own body, but the process went smoothly. She got up from the ground without any effort, and she didn't even need the support of her hands, so she stood up.

I felt even more enlightened when I stood up, my spirits were refreshed, my ears and eyes were clear, as if I even had a little distance to my vision, and I felt like I was different, as if I had reborn.

Oh hey?! Is this the state that the wounded No. 1 should be in? Ningxia's mentality screamed in a marmot, seriously wondering if he had engaged in a fake battle.

Ningxia suddenly woke up and forgot something she had just forgotten. She said she wanted to enter into meditation and looked inward, but she forgot it.

Thinking of the unlucky thing that I swallowed something of unknown origin just now. When I contacted that I was abnormal and in a state of being in a state, Ningxia was so scared that she immediately rolled on the ground, carefully condensed her soul, and entered her dantian.

I didn't know if I didn't look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it. Her carefully constructed dantian changed dramatically overnight since she started practicing.

If she hadn't come in with divine breath, she would have almost no idea that this was her own territory.

I saw that the originally fist-sized dantian was more than two circles larger, and the barrier was much thicker than before. There was a very high concentration of floating spiritual energy around me, which was richly almost turned into substance.

The spiritual power wrapped around the outside is rich, and there is no need to mention the spiritual power in the dantian, which is so thick that it almost condenses into liquid form. The spiritual energy groups of different attributes that were originally classified have changed into a different form at this time.

Instead, three string-shaped spiritual powers were entangled in one thread, connected in the beginning and end, like a Ubimos ring, wrapped in thick spiritual power, and the spiritual power of different species naturally circulates. There is also a round ball of light in the middle of the circular spiritual power rope. It is really a ball of light that pops out of Long Sheng's heart. But for some reason, the spiritual light on its body seems to be dim.

This, this-

Ningxia felt that he was probably dreaming, otherwise how could he dream of building a foundation?

Without any precaution or preparation, I was suddenly hit by the fallen pie.

Perhaps the eyes and ears are clear and the range of spiritual vision can be said to be an illusion, and it is reasonable to lose control of the power. But the Dantian really cannot deceive people.

The intensity of the spiritual power condensed in her dantian is definitely not the level of qi training, and the form of spiritual power is not right. When can she gather qi into liquid? She has clearly not started to transform spiritual energy yet.

But he was unconscious for two times, his cultivation level was slashing, and he jumped at level three? Ning Xiaoxia said he was shocked.

This is how the foundation is built? Happiness comes too suddenly.

Ningxia doesn't even remember how he flew out of the destroyed dark room, it's chaotic, like a dream.

When she realized it, she had already come out. Below her feet were the ruins of the city lord's mansion, with blue sky and white clouds on her head.

"Ahhhh, I actually built a foundation!" Ning Xia covered her face and screamed in her throat.

However, there was silence, and no one responded to her. There was even no trace of a creature.

In such a huge land, there is only one living person in Ningxia.

Ningxia then woke up from infinite excitement.

She just remembered it.

In the past few months, Guo Ni, Han Yue, Tong Ning and Qin Ming, the living dead, and... the last Long Sheng. Only then did she clearly realize what was happening around her.

In the past tens of millions of years, an evil dragon has devoured countless lives here.

How many prides of heaven are buried in despair with grievances and cannot be relieved

Not long ago, something happened here.

Everyone was dead, including the culprit Long Sheng.

Ningxia is the only survivor of this war.

He is an outsider and is in the situation.

The living dead she wanted to help died in misery. She defeated Long Sheng, but it was not entirely up to her own strength.

There is no winner. She is also a loser.

This war hurt too many people. Even if Long Sheng died tragically, the dead people could not survive again, and the lost relatives of their beloved could never wait for anyone.

After the ecstasy, an indescribable sourness surged in Ningxia's heart, as if it was aggrieved, as if it was a pity, as if it was a pity, as if it was a pity, as if it was a mourning and sadness.
Chapter completed!