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Chapter Seven Seven Seven Forty-Nine Days

At this moment, Wan Xiang had almost no human form on his body. He looked like a big tree that had been dead, and a bit like a dry mummy. The skin on his body had completely dried up. At first glance, Wan Xiang was definitely not alone, but a corpse. His heartbeat had stopped and his breathing was gone. Whether it was looking or feeling, it was almost no different from a dead person.

However, Wan Xiang did not really die at this moment, but put his body in a state of fake death. If you wait and observe carefully, Wan Xiang's heart would be beating very weakly every hour. It was just that it was beating too weak and there was almost no feeling.

On the first day, Wan Xiang spent one day and one night like a dead person. But during this day, the entire manor was shrouded in a green mist of death. Countless plants withered, and the entire manor looked like a plague had just swept through. Whether it was animals or plants, even the hidden mice were completely dead.

And the next day, the green fog began to disappear. The green fog that swept across all living things gathered in one direction at the moment of the morning. These green fogs contained the huge life energy left by those creatures and plants after death. They were directly completely sucked into the body by Wan Xiang.

Within just half an hour, Wan Xiang returned to his original state. His heart beat stronger than before, and his atrophic muscles became slightly more developed. However, under the thin paper-like skin, the green blood vessels looked very strange. Moreover, Wan Xiang's whole body was covered with blue veins, squirming like a snake, looking extremely hideous, strange and terrifying.

In the next few days, Wan Xiang was in this mysterious state. He only lived for half an hour every day. Whenever he lived every half an hour, he would find that he seemed to be reborn and had amazing changes in his body.

However, Wan Xiang's cultivation method was too terrifying. Within ten kilometers, all creatures were dead.

Moreover, on the seventh day, Wan Xiang completed his first transformation, and the skin on his body began to fall off. As if a layer of skin had fallen, black liquid filled with foul smell began to flow out of his body. Then, the poisonous fog that surged outwards turned blue, with a deep yin and cold force, covering the entire manor with a layer of thin ice.

After the second seventh day, Wan Xiang's body completed the second transformation. Another layer of skin on his body fell off, and countless black liquid with odor flowed out. At the same time, the poisonous fog that poured out again turned red. Just like fire poison, the water in the river was evaporated and some plants were burning.

On the third day of the seventh day, Wan Xiang completed the third transformation. Just like the previous two times, another layer of skin fell off and the foul-smelling black liquid flowed out. But this time, what was pouring out was yellow fog. The yellow fog couldn't see any changes, but if a living person touched a little at this moment, he would definitely go crazy and scratch his throat.

On the fourth seventh day, Wan Xiang completed his fourth transformation, and another layer of skin fell off, and a lot of foul-stenched black liquid flowed out. This time, the poisonous fog that gushed out had turned into a strange pink color. There was no change in this poisonous substance. But if someone absorbed it a little, it would be qing!

On the fifth day of the seventh day, Wan Xiang completed his fifth transformation, and another layer of skin fell off, and a lot of foul-stenched black liquid flowed out. At the same time, the poisonous substance that surged out this time had turned into purple. Is this poisonous mist? In one sentence, you can die if you touch it.

On the sixth day, Wan Xiang completed the sixth transformation, and his skin still fell off, and the foul-smelling black liquid continued to flow. At this time, if you carefully observe Wan Xiang's body, you will find that Wan Xiang's whole person has completely changed. His whole person is like a jade man, with warm skin and strong muscles, and his whole person looks much more angry than before. At this time, the poisonous fog that gushed out has turned into black. The terrifying black really symbolizes death.

On the seventh day, Wan Xiang finally completed his last transformation. His skin still fell off once, and the foul-smelling black liquid finally flowed out. But at this time, Wan Xiang had completely changed. His warm and white skin no longer had the sick look he used to be, healthy, like an immortal with a fairy-like style. He gave people the impression of being very gentle and full of deep temperament.

At this moment, Wan Xiang suddenly felt that at the last moment of Yuangong, a surge of vitality suddenly opened up the meridians of his body. An almost transparent poisonous mist instantly swept across the entire manor. This poisonous mist that was so transparent that it was almost invisible and invisible actually contained the properties of all the poisonous mists in front.

In an instant, the entire manor was destroyed.

Half of the luxurious buildings were destroyed, most of the ordinary stones decayed, and the entire manor was dead. All living matter was absorbed by Wan Xiang to change himself. The moisture was evaporated, and the air was filled with a dry smell. The animals' corpses were everywhere, as if they had been dead for a long time, with only white bones left. And, as soon as the wind blew, they immediately turned into powder and drifted away faintly.

Roar ~!

Wan Xiang did not feel this. When all the transparent mist was completely absorbed by him, the flowing true energy in his body and the vigorous vitality made Wan Xiang immediately feel that he had been reborn in a sense. His whole body had completely changed, as if he had become an undeveloped pure natural gem. The pure texture was waiting for him to develop anytime and anywhere.

Wan Xiang, who has endless strength in his body, has been very sick and weak, feels that his body has never been as good and perfect as it is today. At this moment, Wan Xiang is almost certain that he can kill at least a tiger with one punch. Whether it is speed or strength, it has exceeded the limit of the human body. As long as he hones his skills, even a martial arts master will not be his opponent in time.

Is this still the sick self?

The moment when Wan Xiang opened his eyes, his eyes shot out from Wan Xiang's eyes as if they were substantial. The moment he stood up, the bones all over his body made crackling sounds. He used to be only 1.7 meters tall, but now he has grown to 1.9 meters.

The body that grew taller immediately broke all the clothes on her body. The exposed skin was as flawless as white jade. The strong muscles, perfect proportions, and flexible and soft bones made Wan Xiang suddenly feel himself, in a sense...

Already reborn!!!

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