Chapter 93

With the deepening of the night, the violin sounds with a light sad tone on time. Jiang Han comes back to himself. He can't figure out where Baichuan is hiding in the daytime. He hasn't seen a single person for a whole day. Thanks to his family name White.

"Does this little white face belong to a mouse? Go out to look for food at night? Don't worry about him

Looking at the fighting stone in front of him, Jiang Han swallowed his saliva, bit his teeth, and then opened all his fighting orifices. In an instant, the surging fighting spirit immediately improved his strength to the realm of King Xing. However, Jiang Han knew very well that his fighting orifices were less than 60 now.

"Fifty ninth orifices, here I am."

Jiang Han whispered, and then buried the whole person in the stone pile, let go of all the pores, adjust and exercise the fighting spirit in the body.

In a flash, a trace of pure douneng almost penetrated into the meridians of Jiang Han's body along every pore of his body, and then the meridians led them to the 59th douqiao.

At this moment, the dry douqiao was moistened by Douqi, and then became active quickly. Together with the other 57 douqiao, the first douqiao was completely filled with liquefied Douqi, which brought a series of chain reactions, followed by the second one The third one All the way to the 58th.

next, as Jiang's continued absorption of fifty-eight more fighting balls accumulated, the more and more fighting spirit, the nowhere to go began to run in the body of the river cold, and let the river cold. In any case, absorb the essence of the stone inside the bucket. Those body's anger is that they can't attack fifty-ninth fighting orifices. A shock failure, it's time to have a rest, otherwise the end is that the body can't bear it, will be completely burst by the fighting spirit of nowhere to go.

This also shows that the difficulty of opening douqiao is not only the consumption of resources, but also a fatal way of cultivation.

The children of big families are relatively rich in resources. In this case, they naturally give up the impact and come back when they are well recuperated. However, it also declares that those fighting stones are completely abandoned and do not play their due role, which is no different from burning money.

But Jiang Han is different. His resources are limited. No, it should be said that he is very poor. He is not qualified to give up. He does not know when he will be able to collect so many stones next time. He is not willing to fail. He does not allow failure.

No success, no benevolence!

Jiang Han drinks a low drink again, and instantly absorbs a lot of fighting spirit into his body. The surrounding fighting stones are bright and dark, which means that their internal stored fighting energy is being extracted madly, and even some inferior fighting stones have been completely dimmed. Their internal fighting energy has been squeezed dry and reduced to an ordinary stone.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

With the constant extraction of Jiang Han, the fighting spirit in his body has begun to burst his body. Jiang Han only feels his brain buzzing, his body bulging like a balloon about to burst, and blood gushing out of his ears, nose, eyes and mouth. He is like a ghost in the moonlight.

"Only success, not failure."

Jiang Han growled hoarsely and twisted his face to the extreme. At this time, he had completely lost his thinking ability. He just felt that the fighting spirit had begun to pour into his mind. Now he only needed a small needle tip to detonate him completely, and there was no residue left in his viscera.

At the same time, the elegant sound of violin stopped abruptly.

Baichuan puts down his bow and looks in the direction where Jiang Han is. His eyes twinkle. This scene seems familiar to him. A moment later, he says to himself, "is this practice or suicide?"

"Give me Go At this time, Jiang Han's voice has become hoarse, and his breakthrough has come to a critical moment, because he has already felt that his body can barely bear it, which also benefits from his six years of crazy training, otherwise he will return to the embrace of the stars.

"Ah..."

With the roar of Jiang Han, the fighting spirit with nowhere to go finally squeezed out a narrow gap at the edge of the 59th hole. He is going to succeed.

But Jiang Han underestimated the difficulty of the opening of the orifices. Just before that gap was about to be completely torn open, Jiang Han suddenly felt that there was a huge repulsive force from nowhere, and the fighting spirit was bounced back in an instant.

"It's broken!"

Jiang Han's heart sank, leaving only this idea in his mind.

Douqi pour down, the meridians are destroyed.

This is the last instruction left behind countless years ago. I didn't expect that Jiang Han met this situation today.

"Wow...!"

The fighting spirit of pouring down immediately made Jiang Han unable to bear the huge pressure any more. A mouthful of blood gushed out, and his chest was more like a burst, which was the prelude of self explosion.

"Damn it At the critical moment of life and death, Jiang Han not only gave a wry smile, it seemed that he was going to explain himself here.

"Then die Wow... ""Don't move." Just when Jiang Han wanted to give up, Baichuan's voice came to his ears. Then he felt that his neck was cold, and the fighting spirit in his body was like a whale's breath. All of it was transmitted to Baichuan's bowstring. Jiang Han's muddle headed brain suddenly woke up, and the first thing he saw in the moonlight was the shining Luan tail flower.

"My "Fighting..."

"Give me Give it back...! " Jiang Han opens his eyes and stretches out a bloody little hand to Baichuan along with his bloody eyes, just as he was stubborn when he handed over the pronucleus that year.

Bai Chuan frowned, looked down at Jiang Han and said for a long time, "you will die."

"I can't Become stronger I Would rather Go to hell Jiang Han spills a touch of red blood from the corner of his mouth every time he speaks, but his eyes are still firm.

He was not born with a golden key. These stones were bought in exchange for his life for several days. He could not afford to waste them. He had to fight with his life. He wanted to be stronger.

But in fact, Jiang Han is already exhausted. He is always a man of flesh and blood. He is about to fall down, but he can't fall down!

Baichuan took a deep breath, as if he also felt Jiang Han's determination. As soon as he explored his arm, Ruquan's fighting spirit poured into Jiang Han's body again.

"Well Wow... "

This time, fighting Qi entered the body, and Jiang Han was bleeding. But he didn't care about it. He just focused on guiding fighting Qi to attack the 59th hole again.

"Give me Go

With the crack of the last time, Jiang Han felt a lot easier this time. With his crazy impact, Jiang Han's mouth muscles suddenly jerked out, and his face also showed a look of ecstasy.

The 59th orifices were opened by him. Suddenly, the excess fighting spirit was absorbed and precipitated by it as before. The unprecedented surging feeling began to impact in his body, and the power was more than twice as strong as before.

Yes! Thanks! It's over!