Chapter 1,69 The strange phenomenon of spiritual power superposition

In the darkness, after the rapid footsteps disappeared, the roar of the tiger suddenly rang. A Zhuang hid aside, not daring to breathe. He was afraid that the beasts in the dark would find him. Strangely, he could only hear the roar of the tiger, but no tiger appeared.

After the tiger's roar disappeared, the darkness around him fell into death silence again.

A Zhuang listened carefully, but could not hear any sound.

At this moment, two green fires suddenly lit up in the darkness. First two, then four, six, and eight... In just a moment, countless green fires lit up in the darkness.

A Zhuang was stunned. He seemed to be in a dream, drowned in the green fire like a vast ocean.

Only the green light fire can be seen, but no one or anything can be seen.

A Zhuang only felt his scalp numb, and he suddenly felt that the green bright fire was very much like a human eye. Could it be that the green bright fires around him were actually the eyes of humans or monsters?

Just as Ah Zhuang was thinking about it, countless green fires suddenly disappeared one by one.

A Zhuang stood in the darkness blankly, clenching his fists, but he couldn't find an opponent. In this dark cave, A Zhuang suddenly felt that he was very small. Will the mysterious master hide in this black hole? A Zhuang didn't know, he only knew that if the mysterious master wanted to kill him, he would never have any chance to fight back.

A Zhuang groped forward and suddenly felt something moving in the soles of his feet. Is there something hidden under his feet?

A Zhuang couldn't see it, so he released his spiritual power and punched the ground.

With a loud bang, dazzling sparks burst out from the dark ground.

A Zhuang's punch seemed to hit the steel.

After A Zhuang finished the punch, he ran as if he was flying. He didn't know what was under his feet just now. Based on the spark just now, it was definitely a very hard thing.

A Zhuang was running desperately, and he didn't know how many roads he had run or how long he had run.

A Zhuang is a strong man in the spiritual realm, and his skills on his legs are absolutely not weak. He ran away in this breath for at least a hundred miles. However, the black hole still hasn't come to an end.

What's going on? Where does this mysterious black hole lead to?

A Zhuang stopped running, and he gasped and looked around. He couldn't see, he could not see anything. A Zhuang suspected that he had entered the extremely dark area again. But the dark area here is different from the extremely dark area. In the extremely dark area, it is very cold. But it is as warm as spring.

A Zhuang didn't know whether to continue walking or go back along the same path. Just as A Zhuang was hesitant and couldn't take any attention, a shiny ball suddenly rolled over in front of him.

The ball was red, rolling in the darkness, rolling towards A Zhuang quickly.

A Zhuangda was surprised because in the red light, he suddenly found that there were many people standing around.

These people all lowered their heads, lowered their hands, and their faces were expressionless.

A Zhuang only felt that his scalp was blowing, and there were so many people around him, but he didn't feel it at all. If it weren't for the little red ball, he wouldn't have noticed the people around him.

A Zhuang's spiritual power cultivation has reached the spiritual realm. Logically speaking, such spiritual power cultivation can keenly feel the changes in the surrounding situation. But now, A Zhuang can't feel these people at all. What are the origins of these people? Why are they all hanging their heads and listless? Because these people are too powerful, is it because there is something wrong with their own feelings?

The red ball rolled to A Zhuang's feet and slowly stopped. The red ball flashed with a red light. Although the light was not dazzling, it illuminated the surroundings.

A Zhuang lowered his head and stared at the red ball under his feet. He hesitated, and suddenly bent down and gently picked up the red ball. The red ball shone with a red light in A Zhuang's hand. With the light, he could see the road ahead, which gave A Zhuang a hope. He decided to keep going. No matter whether there were swords, fires, or tigers in front of him, he would walk bravely.

A Zhuang held his breath, and from the corner of his eyes he looked at the people standing around him. These people were all wearing wide clothes, with their hands hanging down, and their long sleeves almost drooped to the ground. These people lowered their heads, their faces were pale. They were not ordinary pale, but as white as white as white paper. Such a white face would make people look at it and would never forget it for a lifetime.

A Zhuang listened carefully, and he couldn't hear the breathing and heartbeat of these people. What's going on? Are these people all dead?

When A Zhuang thought of this, he felt a chill that rose from the soles of his feet, rose to his thighs, his lower abdomen, his chest, his neck, and his head.

With the help of the red light of the ball, A Zhuang suddenly discovered that there were fine insects crawling on these people's faces. The red light became dark at some point. A Zhuang couldn't see clearly what was moving on these people's faces?

When the red ball came to A Zhuang's hand, it seemed to have become much darker. But the red light could still illuminate what was ten feet away in front of him. The strong curiosity drove A Zhuang forward. The person closest to A Zhuang was less than ten feet away.

A Zhuang shook the red ball in his hand. The red ball became brighter while shaking.

With the help of this bright red light, A Zhuang finally saw the thing on the human face that looked like a little bug. There were no little bugs. Those things that were squirming on the human face were fat and big maggots.

A Zhuang's scalp was numb again and again! These people were really dead!

Strangely, these people were rotten and maggots, but A Zhuang couldn't smell the stench of the corpse. These people were dead, so why could they still stand upright?

A Zhuang didn't know that before he could think about it, he suddenly discovered something terrible. The people around him who bowed their heads and bowed their hands moved one by one. Although these people were moving, everyone's movements were very mechanical. Whether they were walking or raising their hands, they were as monotonous as machines.

Now, A Zhuang finally felt the pressure. A stream of spiritual power, stacked together, rushed towards A Zhuang like a mountain. Although these people's spiritual power cultivation is not high, all the spiritual power superimposed on them has an amazing effect.

A Zhuangda was shocked, and his spiritual power was superimposed. This was the first time he had seen such a strange phenomenon.

In the Demon Gou Continent, most cultivators have low spiritual power cultivation, and many people's spiritual power cultivation stays in the Shaoling Realm all their lives. In the Demon Gou Continent, each person's spiritual power cultivation is self-organized and can only be used alone. A Zhuang has never heard of it. Different people can still superimpose their spiritual power.
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