boom……

Evil ice was blown away by the condensed figure!

Wipe off the blood from your lips, stand up again and attack!

boom!

Hit by a figure again!

Evil Ice stood up again unwillingly, and fought with the figure again.

Entering Purgatory two years ago, the strength required by Xie Bing’s regulations was an eighth-level god, and it took only a year and a half for Xie Bing to cultivate to an eighth-level **** in this Tianshan Mountain, and he was formally equipped to accept Tianshan Purgatory. Eligibility for the final challenge.

The object of Evil Ice's challenge was... herself.

For the past six months, Evil Ice has been challenging himself continuously, being severely injured, and recuperating in the bipolar lake, and then continuing to challenge.

Today's battle is already Evil Ice's 100th challenge.

Evil Ice clenched his fists and spit out a mouthful of blood again. Seeing the figure approaching, seeing that the hundredth challenge was about to fail again, seeing...

Unwilling! Unwilling!

The blood in his fist kept flowing from the clenched palm.

The closed black eyes are full of unyielding, full of anger, full of unwillingness!

"Ah...ah!"

A roar of the Jedi, the roar of the Jedi came from the mouth of Evil Ice.

Can't! enough! One hundred challenges, one hundred severely injured, one hundred failures!

enough! It's really enough!

With one hand on the ground, the white dress had already been stained red with blood, and he stood up.

Stand up and continue!

Can't stand up with one hand on the ground, but with two hands together.

One leg can't hold her whole body, two legs hold together!

After an unwilling roar from the Jedi, Xie Bing... stood up!

"If I don't defeat you today, I, Jun Xiebing, swear not to be a man!" Every word he said, it seemed that he would use up only a few of his remaining strength.

One punch, two punches, one palm, two palms.

There are two overlapping and staggered figures, and it has long been unclear which one is real and which one is fake.

Blood, spray.

The robes are flying.

"Why, why, what can you do if you let go of the obsessions in your heart? Let go of everything and you can defeat her, let go of everything."

The voice of temptation kept ringing in Xie Bing's mind, constantly tempting Xie Bing to let go of everything, letting go of her obsession to find relatives and brothers and sisters in her heart.

"Let it go? How much do they pay for me? How do I let it go? Grandma and grandmother, two relatives, how do I let it go? Want me to let go of their obsessions in my heart? Dreaming!"

Holding on to her body, Xie Bing sneered and laughed. It turned out that the one she was going to defeat in front of her was the obsession in her heart. The deep the obsession, the strong the figure.

give up? impossible! It will never be possible!

Looking at the figure with the same sarcasm in front of him, Xie Bing closed his eyes, opened his black eyes again and turned blood.

The last bit of spirit power remaining on the body was combined with the last physical strength, and Evil Ice issued her final blow!

It is also her most powerful blow so far!

"Fen Tian third style...destroy!"

A killer blow! A hit!

Evil Ice, whose strength has reached the gods, has already practiced the Guiyuan Jue to the third level, and the Burning Heaven Pose has also practiced the third type, and being beaten for half a year has even cultivated the Refining Jue to the earth level! At this time, the strength of Evil Ice's body is comparable to that of Xiao Zi's purple and golden dragon!

The blow that ruined the world and the earth hit the figure hard!

Before he could see whether this move had successfully defeated the figure, Xie Bing had fallen to the ground all over his body, unconscious.

Xie Bing had been in a coma for two months.

The wound is repairing voluntarily, the soul power is constantly growing, and the body is constantly strengthening.

"Hey... girl, you succeeded."

Evil Ice, who had been in a coma for two months, opened her eyes and heard the first sentence after she was sober, that she succeeded.

The familiar voice gradually cleared Xie Bing's dilated pupils.

"Master." Looking at the white-bearded old man who was smiling in front of him, Xie Bing smiled and shouted.

The old man sighed, and patted Xie Bing's head with his hand, and said helplessly: "You girl, your soul power is already empty, why do you have to fight it? I failed a hundred times, and one hundred and one. ."

Xie Bing felt the pain gradually coming from his body, and knew the magnitude of the backlog of injuries over the past six months, but facing the words of Master, Xie Bing smiled and shook his head: "Master, I still have a lot to do. My family and friends are still waiting for me, and I can't let myself be trapped by "self"."

"You girl..." The old man smiled helplessly, nothing more.

"Master, where am I?" Xie Bing looked at the house that looked like a thatched house, and looked at the white-bearded old man with some confusion.

"Tianshan." The old man said with a smile while touching his beard. Why didn't this girl ask why he appeared?

"Master, I succeeded, so can I see Ye Mu and Yanlong now?" Xie Bing still remembers Uncle Yu's words, as long as she leaves the purgatory, she can see Ye Mu and Yanlong.

The white-bearded old man glared at Xie Bing with a bit of resentment: "You little unscrupulous girl, Master, I have taken care of you for two months. Once I wake up, I will find those two stinky boys."

Xie Bing wanted to touch his nose, but he grinned with pain before his hand moved.

"You, I really don't know how the last trick was used. I broke my hands and feet and stood forcibly. Didn't you girl want these limbs at the time?" The old man slashed Xie Bing and said fiercely. , But the spirit power gathered in his hand to heal Xie Bing's wrist.

Xie Bing smiled at his master, "Master is the best. It doesn't hurt anymore."

One sentence no longer hurts, but the simple three words made the old man's eyes red. For half a year, for half a year, as long as Xie Bing's body is slightly better, he will continue to challenge.

In the past six months, her hands and feet have been broken countless times; in six months, her spirit power has dried up countless times; in half a year, does this girl know how many internal injuries she has accumulated in her body?

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