Just when Rong Zhe's body suffered an unprecedented blow, Rong Zhe's spirit suddenly burst out with strong unyielding and unwillingness. Was he to be swallowed up by that air flow? Was he to be annihilated by the power contained in that long knife?

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No! I don’t want it! Rong Zhe shouted loudly in his heart. He seemed to suddenly burst out with strong courage, and the dissipated strength also seemed to burst out in his body. His body had become deflated.

The body that fell down suddenly swelled up, and then a more powerful force exploded in his body. Rong Zhe used his mind to direct those forces, and hit the airflow hard again and again. Time passed in Rong Zhe's body.

Rong Zhe was still spitting out blood, but his eyes were full of unwillingness and strong fighting spirit.

"Hmph, isn't it just a knife? I still don't believe it. I can't hold you down!" Rong Zhe thought fiercely, then he didn't care about the internal organs in his body that were almost destroyed, and just held on to his spirit.

He stayed awake and ignored the pain at all. Although his face was full of ferocity, his unyielding eyes were so dazzling.

The air flow seemed to be touched by Rong Zhe's barbaric approach, and seemed to be afraid of Rong Zhe's lifeless approach, and then slowly left, leaving Rong Zhe's body.

At this moment, Rong Zhe's body was only filled with thoughts that kept him awake. He knew very well that this time, he was more embarrassed than ever, and his body was more seriously injured than ever. Even though he wanted to sleep for a while,

He was very tired, physically exhausted and mentally exhausted. However, he did not dare to sleep. He was afraid that the airflow would come in again.

Rong Zhe wanted to move his hand holding the long knife, but he didn't have any strength. No matter who was starved for several days, and then came to a place like this, and couldn't absorb any spiritual energy, he still did this

In a desperate battle, the home of the battle is still your own body, and you will be unable to move for a moment.

Rong Zhe would rather have never encountered such a battle, but now that he has encountered it, he can only bear it

Rong Zhe lay on the ground and gasped for breath. Every time he inhaled and exhaled, his lungs felt a strong stinging sensation. Although Rong Zhe was very aware of the injuries he had suffered, at this moment he was completely helpless.

Method

Just when Rong Zhe began to fall asleep due to exhaustion, the long knife once again erupted with a more intense red light, and then a flow of air that was more powerful than the last time quickly penetrated into Rong Zhe's body, crazy

It was raging and Rong Zhe had no time to react. He was caught off guard by this airflow. He just felt that his meager spiritual energy disappeared, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his spirit. Rong Zhe

I want to scream, but I can't make a sound

"Kill!" There was another low roar, but this time Rong Zhe was very sure that the word was not spoken by himself. The sound gave Rong Zhe a feeling of going crazy, and it came out from Rong Zhe's body, and then Rong Zhe

Zhe felt that every part of his body was in extreme pain, as if it was broken into pieces. He wanted to simply pass out to avoid the pain, but he couldn't pass out, and even though his spirit was very stimulating just now.

It hurt a little, but at this moment I can feel the pain so clearly

Rong Zhe didn't know what happened to all this, but he was very sure that everything was caused by the long knife in his hand.

Rong Zhe only felt that all the bones in his body began to crack and shatter into pieces. Although there was no change at all from the outside, the inside was already in a mess.

Rong Zhe was so painful that he wanted to go crazy. He felt the clear pain, attacking his spirit in waves. At this moment, all the spiritual energy in Rong Zhe's body was gone, and the air flow was absorbed and distorted.

The spiritual energy in his body did not retreat, but lurked in Rong Zhe's Dantian, spinning slowly.

Although Rong Zhe was in extreme mental pain, he was still horrified. What should he do? The air flow could obviously swallow spiritual power. It was lurking in his Dantian, motionless. Even if he was alive, he would not be able to do anything.

A way to absorb the spiritual energy

Rong Zhe's mind was spinning. His spiritual power was gone. The spiritual power he had cultivated was all gone. The spiritual power he relied on to survive was all gone. Only this damn thing was left. I don't know what it was.

The air flow is hidden in one's own body, and this thing also has a devouring quality, which can swallow one's own spiritual power, strength, and vitality.

Because Rongzhe could clearly feel the aging of his body from the very beginning. The feeling of being drained of vitality gave people a sense of unknown panic, as if his body was no longer his own, but a tree that had been entangled.

A tree with big vines, the vines absorb the nutrients of the big tree unscrupulously

The air flow stayed at Rong Zhe's Dantian, and then slowly started to rotate.

I saw that in Rong Zhe's body, when the air flow rotated, powerful forces were extracted from Rong Zhe's body one by one, and then slowly injected into the air flow. In addition to feeling pain, Rong Zhe

, he also felt that his body was aging rapidly, and even his blood was slowly being lost. During the process of loss, Rong Zhe finally got his wish and passed out.

Rong Zhe felt that he had a dream. In the dream, he was holding a long knife in his hand, standing in the empty blood-colored desert. He slowly raised the long knife in his hand, and saw that the long knife suddenly glowed brightly.

Sheng, blood-like red, complement each other in this bloody desert. I don’t know if the red of the desert dyed the long knife through, or the red of the long knife covered the entire desert.

There is a heart-stopping red everywhere, and the coldness is unbearable

Rong Zhe's face was full of ruthlessness, without any fluctuation, and then his body emitted a strong air current, which turned the space he was in into chaos. The air current surrounded him and scattered around him.

The gravel under his feet was also carried towards the sky by the air current on his body, flying wildly with the chaotic air current in the air.

Then Rong Zhe suddenly slashed the long knife into the empty space in front of him, and saw that the space suddenly seemed to be shattered, and the blood everywhere became extremely messy, intertwined and intertwined.

"Boom!" An explosion sounded from the space that was struck, and then everything fell silent.

The space was still so calm. Rong Zhe was still standing there, holding the long knife in his hand, his expression as cold as ever. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, but a loud roar suddenly burst out from his mouth.

"Ah..." Rong Zhe roared hysterically, as if there was infinite oppression in his heart. Then as the roar erupted, Rong Zhe's body shone brightly again. Rong Zhe quickly jumped up, and then

Standing so quietly in the air, the strange thing is that there is no air flow or fluctuation of spiritual energy around his body. He is just like that, floating in the air without any gravity.

The long knife in his hand was once again raised high, the long hair on his head was dancing wildly, the clothes on his body slowly bulged, his cold face was full of ferocity, and then again, the long knife struck there fiercely.

In the space, only the crackling sound slowly spread to Rong Zhe's ears.

Rong Zhe's ferocious face slowly showed a little smile, and then disappeared immediately

"Hmph, you want to trap me in such a void land, and you don't know what you can do!" Rong Zhe said contemptuously, with a strong fighting spirit in his body, and an indomitable arrogance in his eyes, facing the land

The void seems to be dismissive

He fell quietly, not looking at the broken void slowly filling up under the unknown energy. He didn't seem to care that he was alone in this bloody desert, but his eyes were so...

Bright, even a dazzling light burst out from his eyes from time to time

Rong Zhe looked arrogant and didn't even look at the healed space. He just stood there, casually holding the long knife on his shoulder, then stretched out one hand and pointed diagonally at the space above his head.

A piece of void, happened, laughing wildly

At this moment, his laughter was so arrogant and arrogant. With such an attitude, it was as if nothing, no one, or anything else in this world could make him have the slightest fluctuation.

into his eyes

His laughter was so long and endless, so abrupt in this bloody desert, but he still smiled so unscrupulously, as if only in this way could he truly vent the feeling in his heart that had been hidden all this time.

That kind of grief and indignation and unyielding

Yes, he is unyielding, and his arrogant temper does not allow him to have any thoughts of surrender.

After an unknown amount of time, Rong Zhe gradually woke up from his dream. However, when he woke up, Rong Zhe didn't have any strange color. His face still had that painful expression. He didn't know what he was dreaming about.

He only knew that he vaguely saw a bloody world, and then he could not remember anything clearly.

Rong Zhe wanted to move at the moment. He was a little confused by the fact that he had no memory of the dreams he had after being comatose. He had already felt that every time he was injured and fell into coma, or fell asleep after being injured, a dream would appear.
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