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Text Chapter 857: Refining the Body of Gods and Demons

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    The endless darkness was so majestic that Shen Cong was almost suffocated by the pressure. The bones in his body were like dough, being kneaded wantonly, and in the end, Shen Cong suddenly passed out.  Not because of the pain, but because of the power that made the soul collapse in the end.  "Kill, kill him!" "Monster, kill him, he will harm the human race, he will be destroyed from heaven and earth!" "Kill!" With crazy shouts, Shen Cong looked around. He didn't know when, countless people were standing around him. At this moment,  Looking at him wildly.  Everyone held a weapon in their hands, and the weapons were all pointed at Shen Cong.  The killing intent gathered together and attacked Shen Cong crazily.  Looking at the endless sea of ????people, Shen Cong is like a lonely boat, about to capsize in this sea of ????people.  Fear and endless loneliness eroded Shen Cong. Shen Cong couldn't help but want to squat down with his head in his hands, but the pride in his heart made Shen Cong stand stubbornly, looking at the figures around him whose faces were almost invisible. There was nothing he could do.  Let him fall, no!  "You're awake, just get up!" A loud voice suddenly sounded in Shen Cong's ears, everything in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Shen Cong's eyes suddenly opened.  Wherever there is wilderness and where there are people, what Shen Cong sees is black. The black is very messy and not pure, but it gives Shen Cong a very familiar feeling.  Following the sound just now, Shen Cong turned his head and looked forward. A figure was sitting cross-legged on a step, looking at him with interest.  Shen Cong's eyes met the figure's eyes, and Shen Cong's figure couldn't help but tremble. At that moment, Shen Cong seemed to have seen through all the secrets, leaving no trace behind.  "Who is the senior?" Shen Cong stood up and saluted the figure.  Shen never felt any malice from the figure, and even that strange sense of familiarity still emanated from the figure.  To take a step back, if the figure really had any malicious intentions, Shen Cong would not have the slightest chance just because of the aura shown in his eyes.  "The person who got you in." The figure chuckled softly, his voice a little rich.  "Senior is the human race?" Shen Cong looked up in surprise. The last word "human" was bitten a bit hard, which made Shen Cong surprised.  In the dark night space, there is a human race that has been here all the time. What is going on?  "Otherwise, what kind of race do you think it is, but this is not the space of the Dark Night Clan, but another space, just a little close to the Dark Night Clan." The figure seemed to be able to see Shen Cong's inner thoughts, and explained specifically.  "Then why did the senior ask the junior to come here?" Shen Cong thought of the majestic black light pillar in the dark night space, the vortex that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the familiar feeling coming from the vortex.  Shen Cong was stunned at that time because the vague and non-existent Barbarian King Fist formula came from the whirlpool. It was this that made Shen Cong stunned, almost making Shen Cong think that he had an illusion.  "Don't you think of something? Why ask again!" The figure chuckled and shook his head.  "Senior, please give me some advice!" Shen Cong bowed.  "What a cautious boy, but with such a personality, it is easy to live for a long time, unlike when I used to offend people everywhere. But then again, if I hadn't been hiding everywhere back then, I'm afraid there wouldn't be me anymore." The figure was a bit sad, and his figure  Shaking slightly, he suddenly appeared in front of Shen Cong, looking down at Shen Cong.  Nearly two meters tall, half a head taller than Shen Xiao.  Shen subconsciously raised his head, saw the figure's face clearly, and was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of disbelief.  "Surprised?" the figure said.  "SeniorSenior is very similar to someone I know." Shen Cong opened his mouth and stuttered a little.  "It's really unpleasant for you to be like this. Just say whatever you want, and I won't hurt you." The figure waved his hands in displeasure.  Shen Cong smiled bitterly. Shen Cong didn't want to be so cautious, but facing a strong man who was much stronger than himself and whose origins he didn't know, if he didn't show caution, his life might be in danger at any time.  After all, the more powerful a person is, the more selfish he is.  The most obvious manifestation of ego is that the temper will appear weird, one will go his own way, and the mood will be whatever makes him happy.  Many times, saying the wrong thing can easily lead to death. Shen Cong did not dare to act casually until he understood the real situation.  "It's really strange. With your temperament, you can practice this boxing to this extent. Even if you have the Dark Night Life Spring, you shouldn't. It's strange!" The figure stared at Shen Cong and said to himself.  Shen Cong's body froze slightly, and he relaxed after seeing clearly that the figure showed no resistance to the Dark Night Life Spring.  Dark Night Mingquan was boycotted by all races, even like Qingyang Tianzun, but in the end it was because of Shen Cong's talent that he was accepted as a disciple.  ??Shen Cong would never think that such a good thing would happen every time and that everyone would treat him differently. That would be unrealistic at all.  "Okay, I won't beat around the bush with you. I've been here for thousands of years and after teaching you, I'm leaving." The figure looked at Shen Cong and said in a deep voice, "You should have recognized me. If you  If you don't recognize it, I'll slap you to death here and wait for another ten thousand years!" "Senior is the Barbarian King?" Shen Cong said with a bitter smile.  "You know it, but you are still pretending to be confused, and you will say whatever you know next. If you continue to pretend to be confused, be careful, I will beat you up!" The Barbarian King raised his arm and said.  Shen Cong took a deep breath. When he heard the barbarian king admit it, Shen Cong couldn't help but feel a wave of panic in his heart.  The Barbarian King was an invincible figure many years ago. At that time, everyone had no temper, even other races.  It can be said that the Barbarian King was the protagonist of that era. He was the only one in heaven and on earth.  There are countless stories about the Barbarian King.  Shen Cong had actually thought about the identity of the figure before, but he did not think about the Man King, but the descendant of the Man King.  But after seeing the face of the Barbarian King clearly, this idea was shattered. No descendant would be exactly the same as his ancestor.  Qie Shen Cong practiced the Barbarian King Fist and condensed the phantom of the Barbarian King. He knew the characteristics of the Barbarian King very well.  "Senior, isn't it Broken Void?" "Yes, this is just a little bit of my soul, and the main soul has already reached the upper realm. As for the reason for staying here, it is also very simple. It is just to leave a legacy. Such a powerful  Power should not be enjoyed by me alone," the Barbarian King said solemnly.  Shen Cong's eyes twitched slightly. This reason was so weak that Shen Cong didn't believe it.  Shen Cong naturally believes in leaving a legacy, and every practitioner has this idea.  But what kind of inheritance requires dividing a little soul and then waiting for thousands of years.  If it were Shen Cong, Shen Cong would never do this. If he really wanted to leave his inheritance and stay in a mountain, someone would find out one day.  If you want to be more conspicuous, it is naturally extremely simple to create a sect. As long as the time is right, this sect can be passed down for thousands of years, or even ten thousand years. It is no better than the soul that has been holding on for thousands of years.  "Boy, what's wrong with your look!" The Man King glared and slapped Shen Cong on the shoulder.  Without any suspense, Shen Cong's entire shoulder was shattered into pieces. Shen Cong couldn't feel the existence of bones, not even the flesh and blood of his shoulder.  But immediately, this feeling disappeared again. The Barbarian King raised his hand, and Shen Cong's shoulders returned to their original state. It was like an illusion before.  "Is it the Barbarian King Fist that senior wants to inherit?" Shen Cong quickly changed the topic and asked.  "Bullshit, there are so many inheritances of Barbarian King Fist outside, do I need to put in so much effort to continue doing this? I thought your head was easy to use before, but now it seems that it is just average." Barbarian King nodded Shen Cong's head, scared.  Shen Cong wanted to hide back.  A tap on the shoulder will crush the shoulder, and a tap on the head will definitely not save the head.  But in the end, Shen Cong resisted the urge to lean back. If he really had to dodge, the consequences would be even worse.  Seeing that Shen Cong never hid, the Man King nodded several times on Shen Cong's head with great satisfaction.  But this time his head didn't explode, which made Shen Cong feel relieved and smiled even more bitterly.  I don't know if this barbarian king is like this because he has been here for thousands of years and no one has spoken to him, or if his original character is so fucked up, which makes his soul like this.  "Okay, enough gossip, now let's talk about something serious. Why do you think I was able to dominate the world back then!" The Man King walked to the stairs, sat down, patted the stairs next to him, and asked Shen Cong to pass by.  Shen Cong hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat aside.  "It is rumored that the senior is extremely talented and has cultivated his body to an unprecedented level. He even created his own Barbarian King Fist. At its peak, it can live and die nine times without any damage!" Shen Cong said in a low voice, this is the highest secret of Barbarian King Fist.  It was broken nine times, and it was able to recover nine times, and every time it was at its peak.  Among ninth-level Tianqi, it is easy to defeat the opponent, but extremely difficult to kill, let alone killing nine times in a row. That is simply wishful thinking, not to mention how exaggerated the ninth-level physical defense is.  It can be said that nine deaths and nine lives are simply impossible to exist, but the Barbarian King did it.  "Haha, I have lived and died nine times. If I told you that I could live and die countless times and reach the peak every time, would you believe it?" The Barbarian King looked at Shen Cong and laughed softly.  "Countless lives and deaths?" Shen Cong was stunned for a moment. Nine times of life and death is enough to be abnormal. Countless lives and deaths, what is the concept of that?  "A ninth-level physique can be reborn with blood. But each rebirth must consume countless energy, which cannot be replenished during battle. Therefore, reaching the peak of life and death once is considered the limit. But I can live and die countless times. Do you think thisHow is ??'s technique?  " "It can't exist at all!  "Shen Cong said subconsciously. "Haha, I finally said something sincere!  That's right, before I encountered this technique, or before I encountered this cultivation system, I thought it was impossible. How could such a technique system exist in the world.  "The Barbarian King laughed loudly, "But today, I am going to tell you that there is such a system of exercises.  Moreover, there is no weakness in this skill system, your whole body is like one.  Of course, there may be other ways to make you stronger in other areas, but I haven't found it yet.  " Shen Cong was a little stunned, as if he was listening to a book from heaven. Everything in the world has its own weaknesses, and there is no perfect thing at all. It is as strong as the ninth-level Apocalypse, and there are flaws in the moves, so it is powerful by the Tianzun level.  Someone can catch it. Even Tianzun's moves have weaknesses, but others can't catch them. Shen Cong's mind suddenly flashed, "There are weaknesses in this technique system, but we can't catch it?"  "The smile on King Man's face froze, he took a deep look at Shen Cong, and smiled slightly, "It seems that your appearance here is not accidental.  That's right, there is no perfect system of exercises in the world, even for this god and demon body refining!  "
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