The scene he experienced personally made him unconsciously think of the rumored saint.

The reality gap also made him want to kneel down and beg for mercy.

It’s a pity that reality did not give him a chance to beg for mercy.

The ninety-ninth punch shattered the soul of the martial saint in black.

The "Su Luo's externalization incarnation" who was in a subconscious parasitic state stopped with a sense of accomplishment.

Recalling the battle just now.

Yes, there is nothing wrong with it.

Except for the first punch, all the things I just used were Confucian methods and would not reveal their identity.

In the Cave Heaven World, Chen Hongling looked at the corpse of the black-clothed Martial Saint on the ground, and then turned her eyes to her painting spirit incarnation.

I stared blankly for a long time and sensed it carefully for a long time.

That's right.

This feeling of blood connection, this tacit understanding of shared consciousness.

This is my incarnation of the painting spirit, and it will never be wrong.
Chapter completed!