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At the moment, she stopped... carefully studying the bead.

When it stopped, the bead returned to ice blue from the warm white just now.

It's weird!

She continued to practice and closed her eyes for a while, always feeling something was wrong.

Looking at the beads in the dantian again, only the beads were seen. At this time, the color became even more dimmed.

At the moment, she stopped the movement in her hands.

I don't know why, as soon as I saw the bead slowly changing color in the dantian, I felt flustered in my heart.

At the moment, she stood up.

I walked to the position of the soft couch, sat on the soft couch, and continued to practice.

It's strange to say that during this cultivation, the color of the beads in the body will become more and more blue.

It won't look like the previous one, it suddenly becomes bleak.

Seeing this, Ji Qingming's heart also calmed down a bit.

After waiting for a while, she gradually felt a little overwhelmed.

She looked inside her body again, only to see the bead, and it began to dim again.

"Fuck!"

At this time, Ji Qingming is not calm at all, what's going on!

At the moment, Ji Qingming mobilized the first bead to practice.

It's strange to say that the first bead, in this place, the aura that it absorbs is really pitiful.

However, looking at the beads in the dantian, she was obviously absorbing the spiritual energy, but it was so bleak. In her heart, she felt a bit astringent and always felt a little scary.

Suddenly, I felt that this hall... had a strange atmosphere.

Although she couldn't tell, but the kind of coolness spreading in her heart made him feel uncomfortable.

In her hand, bursts of crimson flames rose sharply.

She threw the flame on the soft couch with a bang.

"Boom—"

The flame burst open at once, and the soft couch disintegrated in an instant.

In the end, there is nothing left.

At the moment when the flame exploded, Ji Qingming still clearly saw a scene, under the soft couch, there is actually a little bit of aperture.

Seeing this formation aperture, Ji Qingming's eyes narrowed, and suddenly he remembered the azure blue body sphere in his dantian.

Her eyes became icy, looking at the ground under her feet, she fell into deep contemplation.

As for the inside of the secret room below, it was still frozen for thousands of miles just now, with bursts of blue halo shining all over.

It was also terrible at this time. Han Yingze, who was sitting in the ice and snow, had a pale face at this time. Because of the disorder of the formation, his blood was surging, and he covered his heart and spewed out all of a sudden.

Blood spurted up on the stone slab, shocked.

He glanced at the top of his head with gloomy eyes, and found that the blue halo had disappeared.

Han Yingze was just about to stand up, but his mind was fainted, and in the next second, he fell heavily.

Fainted.

Ji Qingming looked inexplicably standing in this hall, feeling that his indifferent before was a bit ridiculous.

The formation here, and the beads of his dantian, these are already very obvious.

Ji Qingming has already thought of a lot.