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After three months of training, he had learnt to observe carefully. This was also the place where the Jailor Sect most admired him, and he even revealed a rare smile a few times.

"Number Seven, what are you waiting for? "Enter!"

Lin Yu who was in charge of the body tempering ceremony shouted.

The supervisors of the other Jailor Sect s who were seated on the stage looked at each other. This parent who had killed their position and the Congenital Realm Realm as children.

This "genius Sin Child" who received a portion of Lingzhi Swallow Nest porridge every seven days and received great praise from Sect Leader Lin...

They were also looking forward to what kind of level it would be.

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I hope he doesn't disappoint us!

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Every Jailor Sect told themselves in their hearts that they would do the same to the Blood Wolf that was secretly laughing.

Number Seven tilted his head and glanced at the blood wolf. His eyes were full of ill intent, but he did not say anything. He quickly took a deep breath and dived in.

They all entered the Meng Qing Yin s, and the door behind them opened.

A "weng weng" sound was emitted when it automatically closed.

The sounds were mixed with strange sounds, as if someone was calling from very far away, or as if they were looking for something in a market, or as if a strong wind was blowing through the forest, giving off a very noisy feeling.

The darkness made Number Seven close his eyes. He was not used to the darkness, and it made his soul feel empty and lost.

This time, he felt that he was not as black as before, he only felt that he was in a large cluster of fog, groping his way forward a few steps. He stopped his steps, because he was horrified to feel that his surroundings were so far away, and then he spread his hands to touch all directions. Strangely, the Meng Qing Yin that was more than ten feet wide from him, was not even able to touch the edge of the fog.

Infinite fear suddenly grew in this young heart, and he subconsciously opened his mouth and called out, "Mother!" Mother, where are you? "

A weak sound echoed in the fog, with the exception of a faint "Buzz Buzz" sound.

The mother he had killed with his own hands did not appear.

According to the blood wolf, when the child was four years old, he had somehow killed his parents.

Then, when he saw the bloodstains all over the room, he cried again.

I can't believe he did it himself.

His voice was a wail, and tears ran down his cheeks.

"Huang Wu!"

A loud sound rang out as an azure white light enveloped his head, causing him to stop crying. He quickly squatted on the ground with his hands tightly wrapped around his calves, and looked up at the azure white light with eyes filled with fear.

The light was like the slowly flowing milk of the Profound Dragon, surrounding his young body. The outside of the light emitted a sizzling sound, as if it was accumulating some kind of power.

The sizzling sound lasted for about three breaths, but there was no movement. The boy suspiciously slowly stood up and moved his hands forward. Feeling that there was no resistance, he was overjoyed. He took a step forward, but similarly, there was no movement. He took a few more steps forward, and after a few more steps, there was still no movement.

"What's going on?"

He was also surprised at his own happiness.

But then, to his horror, he discovered that no matter how he moved, the green and white ball of light would always surround him.

While he was still confused, he suddenly felt his heart "thump".

His whole body's blood was also rapidly flowing, and his feet were emitting two waves of heat. These two waves of heat were gathered together in his lower abdomen, and he felt as if a palm-sized wheel of fire had formed in his navel, causing him to uncontrollably bend over and start groaning with both hands holding his abdomen.

The wheel spun faster and faster, hotter and hotter, and his temples began to sweat.

"Huang Wu!"

A powerful force pulled his hands upward like lightning. The strong force pulled his body upwards, and the tip of his foot could only rest on the ground. He was suspended in the air like a duck waiting to be slaughtered.

He tried desperately to shake off something, but everything was in vain, and the fiery wheel was still spinning so fiercely in his stomach that it was about to shatter his internal organs.

The fire wheel gradually moved up. When it reached his chest, all the meridians in his body began to tense up, as if he was in an intense battle with that fire wheel!

He could even hear some light crackling sounds coming from within his body.

The sound and the "crackling" sound immediately rang out.

The sound of the voices converged, and a rumbling sound was heard.

With a sound that was like a surging river rushing up a dam, it rushed towards the boy's brain. The boy's eyes suddenly bulged, and he immediately fainted … Outside of the Meng Qing Yin, Lin Yu who was originally sitting upright on the stage could no longer sit still.

A quarter of an hour had already passed, but the Meng Qing Yin's weak voice was still ringing, which meant that its body tempering had continued.

Three years ago, there was a Sin Child who had an extremely good aptitude, and at most, it was a moment and two breaths later, he was seen as a genius. At this moment, however, this number seven was actually able to persevere for such a long time, the few Jailor Sect who were supervising the refinement of his body couldn't help but look at each other in dismay with grave expressions, unable to say a word.

He had never thought that such an accident would happen. This was the Sin Child that the Sect Leader Lin had personally thought of, if anything were to happen, once they were found out about him, then — When he thought about how the Jailor Sect had punished his own people and tortured him eighteen times, he could not help but tremble slightly.

"Wind Prison Chief, what happened to you?"

The Jailor Sect on his right looked at him in confusion.

The blood wolf was shocked and quickly replied: "Nothing, nothing! This kid is too terrifying. "

The Jailor Sect looked at him strangely and said, "It is indeed a little strange, but with his foundation, it is still acceptable. Don't worry, it will end soon."

With that said, he turned his gaze towards the Meng Qing Yin that did not have much of a change, and the Blood Wolf couldn't help but exhale deeply.

Inside the Meng Qing Yin, the boy was lying on the ground with bloodshot eyes as if he had gone insane. The fire wheel in his brain had already turned into a finger-sized cyan core.

At this moment, his mind was blank. A vague memory floated in his mind like a light smoke. He couldn't even grab it even if he wanted to. The intense pain made him subconsciously hold his head with his hands as he let out "Ho Ho".

Heavy breathing.

After about three breaths of time, the pain in his brain slowly subsided. The boy was lying on the ground, sweating profusely, his whole body numb as he looked up above him. The green and white light had long since disappeared and was replaced by a large, pale yellow space with a bunch of white light at the end of the space.

After resting for a while, the little boy finally slowly sat up. He was secretly pleasantly surprised, as if he had finally passed the test. He unsteadily stood up and walked towards the pale white light.

Suddenly, a voice drifted into the empty hall. It was a voice that was filled with both vicissitudes of life and a hint of pleasant surprise. The boy couldn't help but listen attentively, and his faintly discernible voice echoed in the air. I'm not willing to fall into a quagmire. "