With a move in Chu Chen's heart, he almost subconsciously immediately sat cross-legged and turned his spiritual power to resist. A faint light red halo spread out from his body surface, like a thin mask against the vast surrounding area. The breath of death.

"Huh? This seems to be... the death of the demon! It is actually the death of the demon!!"

In a low scream, Chu Chen's chest violently moved, and a small hamster head screamed.

"Boy, don't panic, this demon's death breath is endlessly troublesome for others and must be resisted with all your strength, but for you it is a kind of super aura tonic, and you have found a treasure, so many benefits!"

"Huh? What... is the death breath of the meteorite?"

Chu Chen, who was in the storm, was stunned for a moment, "This...the death aura is so strong, how can it be absorbed as spiritual energy?"

"Of course, when did my uncle fool you!"

The little hamster glanced at him impatiently.

"The so-called Death Breath of the Fallen Demon refers to the aura left over by a powerful person who has reached the level of the Demon Venerable after the disintegration of the physical body and the collapse of the soul. This aura is accompanied by the demon aura cultivated by the Demon Venerable before his death. The essence can be said to be the essence of military solution!"

"A Demon Sovereign had been in this cell for military relief?" The corner of Chu Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

"Yes, it is the military solution. Generally speaking, the essence of this military solution is mixed with a huge amount of death, so it cannot be absorbed."

"Ok."

"But you have the divine fire of the heavens on your body, you can use the power of the fire to completely refine the impurities in this dead energy, leaving behind the purest and purest aura of the original soldier to temper your physical body, it is to create an innate battle body A great treasure!"

The little hamster spit the stars flying horizontally, getting more excited as he talked.

"Once you have cultivated into an innate combat body, your physical strength will be greatly increased, and your body's healing power and resistance will be greatly enhanced. In the future, you can cultivate to the highest level, and you can even directly become a sacred body!!"

"Ok?!"

Innate battle body, only the monks who have advanced into the Lingxi realm can begin to temper.

The battle body is the elementary level of physical sanctification. Most people practice the battle body just to make them not so easy to die in battle.

Because with the stronger the strength, the easier it is to kill others, but the easier it is to be killed by the opponent.

Choosing to cultivate the battle body is to have a little more chance of survival, and almost no one dares to hope that the flesh will become holy.

Although Chu Chen didn't advance to the Lingxi Realm, his strength was far superior, and he was able to cultivate the innate combat body.

As soon as Chu Chen's eyes narrowed, he immediately retracted the sky flame shield that protected him from his body.

The mighty meteorite death breath rushed into his skin, flesh and blood, muscles and bones like a sea tide.

Upon sensing the intrusion of foreign objects, the sky fire in the pubic area suddenly changed, and a burst of blazing heat immediately filled the entire body.

Under this scorching heat, those mighty meteors died like ice and snow under the scorching sun, leaving only the purest touch of colorless spiritual power submerged in the flesh and blood of Chu Chen. Subconsciously tempering his flesh and blood.

At this moment, if anyone can see the depths of the darkness, they will be shocked by this scene!

A young man sat cross-legged, and with his naked eyes he could see patches of tide-like black death breath like black dragons rushing into his body, and then rushing out of his body again.

It is obvious that the black dragon has become much thinner between this entry and exit, and it seems that he is constantly absorbing a certain essence...

This death jail, which was terrifying in the eyes of others, has now become a holy place for Chu Chen to practice!

In the depths of Guitou prison, in a long narrow path.

A beautiful woman in red was walking silently like a ghost. Behind her were four tall and burly jailers in black armor. The five people walking together gave a weird and gloomy feeling.

The five people are clearly patrolling.

"The quality of the new disciples this year seems to be good."

The red-dressed beauty said faintly, the black-clad guard who was living behind her immediately made a hoarse and flattering voice, "Indeed, it is said that the most unlucky person this year has actually been drawn to the place of death and is still alive. "

"Oh?"

The red-clothed beauty's eyes flickered, "There is such a hard new disciple, I want to see."

As soon as the woman in red moved, the figure floated up, not touching the ground, she seemed to be able to fly for several feet with a slight vertical stroke, and looked as light as a ghost.

Behind her, several black armor guards did not dare to follow her step by step, with a deep look of awe on their faces.

When the woman in red came outside the prestigious death cell, the two black-clad guards immediately bowed to her. Just as they wanted to say hello, she raised her hand to signal the two to be quiet.

Through the iron gate, she saw a gray-clothed youth sitting cross-legged in the darkness, seeming to be fully resisting the impact of the surrounding death breath.

It can be seen that those death breaths have turned into thick black smoke, which is about to completely bury the young man's figure.

"It's been half an hour, isn't it crazy? This kid's stamina is pretty good."

A shallow surprise flashed across the cold and indifferent face of the red-clothed woman, but this surprise quickly turned into regret, "It's just a pity that I haven't even reached the Lingxi realm. The cultivation level is too low to resist. The attack of the Death Breath of the Meteorite. If this kid does not leave as soon as possible, he will be eroded too deeply by the Death Breath of the Meteorite.

"Your honor, in this case, should we remind him and let him come out as soon as possible?" A black armored guard at the door of the death cell hesitated and asked respectfully.

"Remind him? Why?"

The red-clothed woman glanced at him lightly, and her eyes fell on the gray-clothed young man in the depths of the prison again.

"Don't be reminded, he should understand better than anyone else, this is his own choice."

With a soft snort, the woman in red turned around and left: "Let's go and see how the other new disciples are doing. If this kid dies, please tell me."

When the busy woman in red came to this abyss cell for the second time~lightnovelpub.net~ it was already more than two hours later.

"This kid is not dead yet?"

When the woman in red stood outside the door, looking at the figure in the death cell still sitting silently.

She revealed a trace of doubt, "What's the matter? Even a monk in the middle of Lingxi realm can't stay here for an hour. He has been here for more than two hours, so he can still sit still?"

"Yes, sir, not only is this kid okay, but the aura in him seems to be getting more and more condensed."

The black-clad guard guarding nearby said respectfully.

"Oh?"

The pupils of the red-dressed woman suddenly enlarged a lot, "You...you mean, he is here to sharpen his aura with the death breath of the Fallen Demon, and cultivate here?"

The black armor guard hesitated, scratching his head and said, "Although I feel outrageous, but I think he is practicing..."