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As time goes by, the pages in Fushan's hand are about to be completed, but the entire knife technique is only revealed a small part.

Fushan opened the next page with anticipation.

However, the complete sword technique he had imagined did not appear.

In the middle of the page in front of me, two hideous words with red bodies, as if blood was dripping downwards!

"Fushan!"

Fu Shan's pupils suddenly shrank, he immediately let go of the book in his hand, and burst out his spiritual power and retreated back with all his strength.

His movements were fast enough.

However, how could he avoid the triggered ban attack at this time?!

A thick and insoluble darkness suddenly enveloped the surrounding area.

His vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch were blinded at this moment!

The invisible power from that darkness made him lose all his perception of the outside world in an instant!

What shocked Fushan even more was not the terrible experience that all the senses had lost, but the stiffness and sluggishness of the thinking level.

All thoughts are about to stop completely, and their consciousness gradually falls into a state of silence.

At some point.

A still picture suddenly appeared in the mind.

He "saw" that his hands had loosened the thin book, and his figure still maintained a posture of retreating backwards.

But all this seemed to be solidified in an eternal and silent dark nothingness.

Not moving at all.

An invisible wind suddenly emerged.

Like the gentlest catkins, it slowly swept from the edge of darkness and nothingness.

The moment the first invisible wind appeared quietly, a huge sense of crisis suddenly arose in Fushan's heart that was extremely strong and penetrated into the depths of his soul!

He could feel the stern and murder hidden in the wind, erasing all the meaning of nirvana.

And under the threat of this silence, the subconsciousness of his soul was extremely violent, like a terrible pain cut by countless sharp blades.

He wanted to escape and struggle.

But no matter how hard he tried, he still could not sense the existence of his body.

Even the power of spiritual consciousness cannot be used in the slightest.

He could only watch the invisible but real wind approaching him little by little, and finally gently swept on the body that had just been acquired.

All the flesh, meridians, cells and even bones on the body began to rot, wither and die when they touched the wind!

Even the soul power that was condensed to the extreme began to slowly tear apart, disintegrate and disintegrate in the wind!

"This power can kill me!"

Such an enlightenment suddenly flashed through Fushan's heart.
Chapter completed!