Super Treasure Hunter

There is a lot of stagnation in the body in the middle of the week, which makes the energy unable to circulate in the body smoothly, which makes it impossible to quickly rely on energy to return to its peak state in the middle of the week.

In order to deal with the stagnation in the body, only some of the remaining energy can be used to break away the stagnation in the middle of the week, but this process is extremely painful.

He is not like a skin trauma. As his strength grows, his skin will also increase. Normal sword injuries are even negligible, but his internal organs and meridians are unfair. Even if his strength has reached the Emperor, the internal organs and meridians are still not. Sincerely fragile.

The energy of Zhou Zhong gathered his whole body, and he tried little by little to break away the frustration. Zhou Zhong was dissatisfied with cold sweat on his head. Even for a determined person like Zhou Zhong, the pain made his face pale.

Sweat has soaked the clothes in the middle of Zhou, but the process is still going on, as if a blunt knife is cutting the meat, and every impact is like trying to live and die to the middle of Zhou.

"In the middle of the week, how about we think of other ways, I know you will save people kindly, but this will cause irreversible harm to your body."

Zhen Ling persuaded with a worried look.

Array Spirit has a simple mind and has been with Midweek for so long. He has already regarded Midweek as his relatives. Seeing Midweek taking such risks, Array Spirit is very worried.

"I'm fine. I must recover my strength as soon as possible. Liu Qingqing is still in Ye Zhiqiu's hands and must be rescued as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will not be able to explain to Empress Leng Yue, and these people are also looking forward to my hand in Ye Zhiqiu's hands. Revenge for them, so I can't control that much."

Zhou Zhong gave a wry smile. If it is not time rush, he really does not want to use this method to strengthen his heart to break through the stagnation. It is very likely to cause irreversible harm to himself, and it may even leave sequelae, but now he can no longer take care of it. That's so much.

In the middle of the week, he stepped up again, and Dou Da's sweat dripped from his body in the middle of the week. In order to speed up, he took risks in the middle of the week.

However, he himself was not sure about doing this in midweek, because it only worked in theory, but he had never practiced it on his own.

The human body has its own set of operational thinking, which can burst out infinite potential at the moment of life and death. If it succeeds, it may be able to date the current predicament.

Zhou Zhong took a deep breath, and then lay flat on the ground. The true meaning of nirvana covered herself, but this time it was used on oneself. The meaning of nirvana continued to consume the vitality of this week, making the whole person's body temperature in the middle of the week. It began to decline, the vitality was constantly lost, and at the same time, it was constantly eroding the stagnation in the body.

At this time, the middle of the week has entered a state of dying, and it is possible to lie here forever at any time.

In the middle of the week, his face was bright and dark, as if the vitality was about to disappear.

Array spirit looked at the middle of the week nervously, and said in his heart that there was nothing wrong in the middle of the week.

A big mouthful of blood suddenly appeared in the middle of the week, and there were a lot of debris from the internal organs. Because it was lying on his back, the blood was almost choked by the middle of the week.

The stagnation in Zhou Zhong's body was cleared under the effect of the true meaning of dying, but Zhou Zhong did not expect that there would be a large number of resentful spirits here after all, which caused the whole hall to be filled with Yin Qi.

Zhou Zhong originally planned to quickly absorb the power of darkness to replenish itself after clearing the stagnation, but the Yin Qi here hindered the power of darkness, and the Yin Qi entered the body, which had a great impact on Zhou Zhong.

In the middle of the week, he used the true meaning of nirvana to clear the gloom, which was a bet against the **** of death, but in the middle of the week, he never expected that the **** of death would make a big joke with him.

In the middle of the week, he looked at the flickering mourning hall and smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that everything was an arrangement of fate. He could even kill the Black Soul Emperor, but he did not expect that he would eventually die in his own hands.

Zhou Zhong's body exudes a strong life of breath, if it is not still breathing, it is really impossible to see that Zhou Zhong is still alive.

All the wronged souls seem to have realized that it may be because of their own yin qi that they are so in the middle of the week, and they retreat one after another.

At this time, the middle of the week has entered a state of dying, thinking has stopped, and even breathing is an instinctive reaction of the body.

Only the existence of the three soul fires on the shoulders and the top of the head can prove that Zhou Zhong is still alive, but the soul fire at this time is also flickering and it seems that it may be extinguished at any time.

Array Spirit tried every means to use various formations to prevent Yin Qi from continuing to erode Zhou Zhong's body, and at the same time arranged several small formations that could stimulate vitality on Zhou Zhong's body.

But all this is to no avail, only relying on the desire of his body for life in the middle of the week to maintain his vitality as much as possible.

The swaying soul fire is like a flat boat in the ocean, which may be submerged by the howling wild at any time.

But the middle of the week just persisted for several hours, the formation spirit and all the wronged souls are cheering for the middle of the week, hoping that he can survive.

There was no consciousness in Zhou Zhong, but it was the body's desire for life that made him persist until now.

After a night of fierce battle, the sky has already lit up with a touch of white belly. When the first ray of sunlight shone on the hut above the mourning hall, the Yin Qi in the mourning hall began to dissipate, and more and more dark power poured into the mourning hall.

And Zhou Zhong's body was like a dry sponge that had encountered water, frantically absorbing the power of darkness, and the crumbling soul fire was once again infused with nourishment.

Mid-week is like regaining a new life, from death to life, consciousness returns, and mid-week slowly opens his eyes.

The stagnation in the body has been clear, and the power of darkness slowly circulates in the body in the middle of the week.

Seeing the midweek restart, some people breathed a sigh of grievances, and the most exciting of them was the array spirit.

Although it was in danger of getting out of the middle of the week, the consumption last night was also huge. At this time, the middle of the week felt a splitting headache and stood up with difficulty holding his head.

Although he didn't know that he made everyone sweat for him last night, but from their expressions, midweek can also tell that last night must have been a thrilling night.

Zhou Zhong shook his head and checked his body. With his amazing recovery ability, Zhou Zhong's body was no longer a serious problem at this time, but his strength still hadn't recovered, but there was no time to think about it.

Liu Qingqing is still in Ye Zhiqiu's hands, and now Liu Qingqing must be rescued immediately.

If Liu Qingqing was in Ye Zhiqiu's hand for a second, her danger would increase.

Looking at all the resentful spirits in the middle of the week, they said sincerely.

"Everyone, I have done your wish for you in the middle of the week. My friend is still in Ye Zhiqiu's hands. I must find a way to rescue her. When my strength recovers, I will help you get rid of Ye Zhiqiu as soon as possible. "

Said that in the middle of the week, the spirit will send him out of the mourning hall.