The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

This time, Wang Que's aura was more condensed, and his blood was filled a little bit again.

If the blood is lost, it is lost. Now that a trace of it remains is already an extremely rare surprise.

On the overpass, Wang Que stood in place and looked at the memory of his second life.

The same young fame, the same invincibility in the same realm.

With the ancient mirage blood and the ancient mirage body, how could he be ordinary?

The same is still Wang Bunan, and the difference is still the people of the Wang family, but Wang Que feels a little familiar with their aura.

The souls of these clansmen... seem to have gone through reincarnation, and the place where Wang Bunan is is another planet and continent.

This time, Wang Que just stepped into the overpass. He was hunted down by his enemies before he stepped into the virtual realm, and the one he offended this time was an existence that Wang Bunan could not afford to offend even if he retained his strength.

The entire Wang Bu clan was destroyed, and Wang Que himself fell in a pool of blood, and the memory of this life ended here.

In the memory of this life, there is still a woman who is exactly like Mo Lingqing. She is still wearing a blood-stained robe and is still cruel and ruthless.

After reading the memory of this life, Wang Que felt a little heavy. That was his memory. He could feel his despair and regret before his death.

"I am still too arrogant in this second life. Fortunately, I was not so arrogant in my first life."

Wang Que talked to himself and thought of Bu Nanzi who died because of him.

However... Bu Nanzi can be resurrected, otherwise, he would definitely find it difficult to get over it.

"Seventh life, did Bu Nanzi exchange seven planets and continents to protect me..." Thinking of this, Wang Que felt mixed emotions for a while.

Although Wang Bu Nan was a servant of his Mirage Clan, his heart...

"Huh..." Wang Que looked up. This time he did not continue to cross the bridge. He needed to adjust his mood.

Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the overpass, the black strange creatures on both sides of the bridge were still wailing, but even so, it could not shake Wang Que's mood at all.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Que opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

Looking down at this last section of the road: "I don't know what my memories of my three lives are."

Walking down the bridge slowly, Wang Que saw a figure with his back to him on the other side of the overpass.

The figure was broad and thick, and the whole person standing there was like a wall.

"I'm here."

"Yes, I'm here."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I'm here anyway."

"You're here after all."

"I'm here after all."

After a long silence, the Third-generation Wang Que broke the silence: "What are you doing here."

"Break through the overpass."

"Even if you pass me, you can't pass the initial stage of the overpass."

"But if I don't pass you, I can't even enter the overpass."

"Why bother?"

"I need strength."

"Strength? Haha... It's all false, that's all, do you think you can pass it?"

"I think I can pass it."

"You can't pass it."

"I can pass it."

"Then........." The Third-generation Wang Que turned around slowly: "Come on."

As the Third-generation Wang Que turned around, it was a handsome and burly man.

Wang Que pursed his lips slightly, bowed his hands and posed.

He could see that his third reincarnation focused more on the practice of martial arts.

The Third-generation Wang Que stopped talking. He did not raise his hand gestures or show any other signs. He appeared in front of Wang Que in a flash.

Wang Que punched and hit him. The Third-generation Wang Que smiled and transformed into nine figures who beat Wang Que madly in the next moment.

In less than a second, hundreds of punches rained down on Wang Que. Without spitting out blood, Wang Que's body collapsed and dissipated on the overpass.

"Wait until you refine [God Shadow Hundred Splits] before coming back. You are unmatched in close combat with martial arts. You can't beat me with your spiritual cultivation." The Third-generation Wang Que retracted his fist and turned around, then dissipated between the other shores.

"Puff..." Wang Que, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone tablet of the overpass at the bottom of the ice tower, vomited blood and woke up.

This time, he was beaten into a breakthrough state by the Third-generation Wang Que...

"God Shadow Hundred Splits... is it that strong?" Wang Que showed an incredible look in his eyes. He had seen God Shadow Hundred Splits and Thunder and Fire Waves, but at that time he felt that they were not as powerful as spiritual cultivation techniques.

"Of course it's very strong." Cang's voice came out: "How can the martial arts that can be included in our Mirage Ancient Heaven Clan's "Mirage Ancient Dao Sutra" be weak?"

"It is said that one punch is better than a hundred punches. The Divine Shadow Hundred Splits means that you can transform into hundreds of people and perform various boxing techniques. When you practice it to perfection, when you throw a punch, the Divine Shadows around you will follow you and attack continuously. It looks like one punch, but it is enough to shatter the enemy into pieces."

"Your ancestorsI once joked that this martial art should not be called Divine Shadow Hundred Splits, but should be called Dismemberment Fist, where the enemy will be torn into pieces with one punch. "

"Well, just practice slowly, I have seen it, if you don't practice Divine Shadow Hundred Splits, you can't step onto this overpass. "

Wang Que licked his lips and slowly stood up. He then noticed the situation of Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju.

Without saying anything, Wang Que chose to leave the Ice Tower first to let Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju practice.

Now that he has broken through the bottleneck of the sky bridge, what he needs now is to overcome the mental barrier on the sky bridge.

Other practitioners' mental barriers are demons, but his mental barriers... are the blood and thoughts left over from the six reincarnations.

On the Bingque Hall, Wang Que sat cross-legged, flipping through the martial arts [Divine Shadow Hundred Splits] in the "Mirage Ancient Dao Sutra".

Three days of careful study, three days of subtle understanding, and then half a day of communication with Cang...

On the seventh day, Wang Que stood up and stretched his muscles and bones and began to practice Divine Shadow Hundred Splits.

Divine Shadow Hundred Splits is just In boxing martial arts, the divine shadow is like an incarnation, but it is not a real incarnation. This shadow is the shadow behind him.

Hundred Splits, the power in boxing contains a thousand twists and turns. It looks like one punch, but it actually contains many boxing techniques.

Seven days of sleepless and restless hardship, these seven days are all based on willpower and elixir supply.

On the eighth day, Wang Que sat cross-legged and slept for half a day to restore his energy. Then he did not choose to enter the sky bridge again. He chose to go out of retreat and find Zimei to practice.

Fighting against the three lives on the other side of the sky bridge, he would be seriously injured every time he lost, and practicing with Zimei, even if he was injured, it would be much lighter than the three lives.

Under the sea, in the formation courtyard above the hammerhead shark's head.

Zimei, who was burly, put her hands on her waist and smiled and said: "Que, do you really want to spar with me?"

Wang Que also smiled: "Don't forget, I am practicing both spiritual and martial arts, and my physical body is not bad. "

Zi Mei smiled brightly: "That's not necessarily true. You need to be distracted to practice both spiritual and martial arts, but I only need to focus on martial arts. If you are sure to spar, then I will take action."

"Come on." Wang Que took a stance: "Please."

Zi Mei smiled, her right foot broke the floor and she jumped up and punched Wang Que in the air!

This punch was accompanied by a whistling wind, and the wind from the fist alone could tear apart the monks of the human bridge!

Wang Que did not dare to be arrogant, and hurriedly clenched his fist to fight. As he swung his fist, the shadow behind him also swung his fist, but the shadow and the person were synchronized, and Zi Mei did not find any clues.

The two fists collided, and Wang Que roared and was blown away, while Zi Mei stood still: "Use the dark force, right? Then I will use it too."

She had not yet noticed the clues of Wang Que's boxing skills...