Faced with Wuming's counterattack, Poison Spirit was completely enraged. It mobilized the toxic power of Heartbreaker Powder scattered throughout Wuming's body and launched a final big counterattack.&1t;/p>

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Seeing this scene, Wuming's heart was full of solemnity. He knew that the most critical moment had come. If he succeeded, he would be promoted in cultivation. If he failed, he would die miserably.&1t;/p>

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Gritting his teeth, Wuming endured the severe pain that spread from his body to his mind. He also put on a desperate posture and began to operate his body of poisonous evil most crazily.&1t;/p>

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For a moment, the poisonous seven-colored wheel suddenly shined brightly, blooming with even more brilliant brilliance, and the seven-colored light filled every part of his body.&1t;/p>

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"Keng!"&1t;/p>

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The next moment, a sound similar to a metallic vibrating sound resounded, and the seven-colored wheel of poisonous evil detached from Wuming's Dantian, as if it had really turned into a wheel with seven-colored brilliance, and rushed towards the poisonous spirit with overwhelming poisonous power.

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At this moment, every inch of Wuming's flesh and blood burst out with colorful rays of light. He seemed to have turned into a seven-colored divine furnace, with seven-colored rivers of light flowing inside his body, and endless seven-colored lights boiling on his surface, like a blazing flame.&1t;

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"Ouch..."&1t;/p>

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As the seven-colored wheel of poisonous evil spun past, the poisonous spirit that was struck suddenly let out a cry of pain after being injured. It controlled the poisonous power of the Heartbreaker Powder surrounding itself to desperately resist.&1t;/p>

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However, due to its natural restraint, the poisonous spirit cannot completely avoid the ruthless destruction of it by the seven-colored wheel of poisonous evil.&1t;/p>

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Whenever the seven-colored wheel of poison and evil cuts through its body in rotation, it will cry out in pain, and at the same time, the toxic power of the Heart-Breaking Powder surrounding its body will be dispersed.&1t;/p

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Immediately afterwards, the dispersed toxic power will be taken away by the colorful river of light flowing through Wuming's body, and refined into wisps of pure power, which will be smelted into himself bit by bit by Wuming.&1t;

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Under this ebb and flow, the power of the poisonous spirit became weaker and weaker. The toxic power mobilized by it to the surrounding areas almost disappeared. They were all refined by the colorful light river and absorbed by Wuming.&1t;/p>

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In the end, all the poisonous power of the Broken Heart Powder was absorbed by Wuming Refining, leaving only the poisonous spirit still struggling to death, but when the poisonous seven-color wheel passed through again, the poisonous spirit also suddenly exploded.

Collapsed.&1t;/p>

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"Boom!"&1t;/p>

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In an instant, Wuming felt an extremely pure and majestic power appear. He held back the joy of successfully fighting the poisonous spirit and began to absorb this power with all his strength.&1t;/p>

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The Poison Spirit was born from poison, and it is also the most toxic manifestation of poison. Now, the Poison Spirit of Broken Heart Powder has been destroyed, which also shows that most of the toxic power of Broken Heart Powder has been transformed into a form that he can directly

The pure power of absorption.&1t;/p>

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This power was very majestic. Although Wuming tried his best to absorb it, he still felt that he was not enough. His body surface began to spurt out the seven-colored divine light, and the seven-colored river of light roared and flowed in his body.

The sound made was like countless immortals chanting sutras.&1t;/p>

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There is no concept of time in cultivation. Wuming crazily absorbs the pure power that comes from broken hearts, and his mind is completely immersed in the wonderful state of improving cultivation.&1t;/p>

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I don’t know how much time passed, but Wuming finally felt that the bulging strength was no longer in his body. He knew that he had passed the most difficult and dangerous moment, and the corners of his mouth naturally curved slightly.&1t;/p>

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The first time he practiced with the help of the Poison Body, he succeeded and did it. Although there were situations that he did not expect during the process, he did succeed.&1t;/p>

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After another two hours, Wuming's closed eyes slowly opened, and a colorful light shot out, looking very magical.&1t;/p>

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Feeling the feeling of power coming from all parts of his body, Wuming clenched his fists hard. The pull-up state was advanced, and it was infinitely close to the body-refining state of the three realms of the physical body. This made him want to scream.&1t;/

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Half a quarter of an hour later, Wuming finally calmed down. His deep eyes were as quiet as the eyes of the sea, without any disturbance. However, if you look carefully, you can see the dazzling light hidden in his eyes, which is so heart-burning.&1t;/

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"Now, I have reached the advanced level of the pull-up realm. If I cooperate with the power of combat skills, even if I have not yet entered the body-refining realm, I will be 100% sure to win Xiao Jian. But facing those giants in the immortal world, this is still

It’s far from enough!” Wuming murmured.&1t;/p>

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"But I still have enough potential. One day, I will catch up again and appear in front of you." Wuming clenched his fists hard, and in addition to a determined look in his eyes, there was also a look of unabashed hatred.

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From the moment he knew he was not dead, hatred took root in his heart. He dared not forget the 365 lives of the people in the Reincarnation Hall.&1t;/p>

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Even after so many days, he didn't dare to fall asleep, because every time he fell asleep, he would wake up from nightmares. The blood-stained faces were so real and clear. How dare he go there?

Forgot.&1t;/p>

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Forgetting the past means betrayal, and how dare he forget it after being betrayed!&1t;/p>

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Rubbing his stiff cheeks, Wuming regained his mood. His road to revenge was long and arduous. He could not forget his hatred, but he could not completely immerse himself in it, because hatred would also blind him. If he wanted to

To seek revenge, he could only maintain a peaceful mind and absolute calmness.&1t;/p>

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"Dong dong dong..."&1t;/p>

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Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Wuming thought to himself who was knocking on the door in the middle of the night. But then, he heard Hui'er's crisp voice coming from outside the house, saying: "Brother Wuming, get up."

Isn’t it? It’s almost noon.”&1t;/p>

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"It's almost noon!" Wuming murmured in a low voice. Then, he suddenly slapped his head, as if he remembered something important, and hurriedly got up from the bed.&1t;/p>

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Opening the door, Wuming saw Hui'er, who was still charming despite not wearing any makeup. She was standing at the door pretty, with her palm slightly raised, revealing a section of her white wrist. She was obviously going to continue to knock on the door.

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"Hui'er, I'm getting up." Wuming said.&1t;/p>

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"Ah...Brother Wuming, you scared me." Seeing Wuming suddenly open the door, Hui'er was so frightened that her delicate body trembled and her face turned pale.&1t;/p>

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But then, her face turned even paler. She pointed at the corner of Wuming's mouth and asked very worriedly: "Brother Wuming, what's wrong with you? Why are you vomiting blood? Are you okay?"&1t;/
To be continued...