Chapter 3965

In a room of the inn, there was a young man sitting on the bed. His face was pale, his facial features were distorted, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he was in great pain. His eyes showed a strong sense of hatred.

No one knows, he is also Wei Hua!

Wei Hua is a twin from Tibet in the four regions.

Although this ethnic group is not famous, they have a unique ability, that is, all ethnic groups are one soul and two bodies!

When each ethnic group was born, although there was only one soul, they all had two bodies, just like twins.

However, the two bodies look very different.

The two bodies have no primary and secondary differences. Each has an independent consciousness. Both can be regarded as the Buddha and can practice on their own.

Moreover, the cultivation of one body can also be improved with the improvement of the other body.

This is a bit like Jiang Yun's original Taoist body.

Others practice alone, while twins practice at the same time, and their cultivation speed is twice as fast as others.

However, if their other body dies, it will directly weaken the strength of the remaining body by half.

Naturally, twins keep the secret of one soul and two bodies of their own ethnic group strictly confidential and must not be known to outsiders.

At this moment, in this inn, Wei Hua's other body can also be regarded as his other life!

Wei Hua never mentioned the origin of his ethnic group to anyone, and for the sake of insurance, his two bodies always act separately, but remain within a certain range.

If he encounters any danger, another one is in good health and can come to the rescue in time.

If it is elsewhere, Wei Hua's two bodies can clearly know each other's movements and experiences.

But the particularity of blood mist interferes with their perception, so that they can only vaguely know each other's general action.

The reason why Wei Hua, who was killed by Jiang Yun, didn't say a word before he died. He just stared at Jiang Yun to remember Jiang Yun's appearance and hope that another person can perceive it.

His efforts were not in vain. Another Wei Hua did feel it.

Not only felt it, but also because of his death, Wei Hua's strength was weakened by half!

It is conceivable that he hated Jiang Yun in his heart!

Wei Hua murmured, "in addition to the guy's appearance, I have another very important thing that I want to feel."

"However, because of the blood mist, I can't feel it clearly, but I feel it intermittently, as if it is related to that guy and the blood mist!"

After thinking for a long time, Wei Hua didn't think of what he wanted to tell himself.

And he's not going to think about it anymore.

Now, he wants to leave Linyuan city quickly, return to xingmeteorite Pavilion, and let xingmeteorite Pavilion avenge himself.

Just as Wei Hua got up and left the inn, Jiang Yun also rushed out of the blood mist and rushed to Linyuan city.

Jiang Yun didn't rush back to Linyuan city for Wei Hua.

Although he saw some memories of Wei Hua's ethnic group when his divine consciousness exploded, he only knew the name of twins, and others were not clear.

Jiang Yun didn't care about Wei Hua's family name.

Wei Hua's body and soul have been swallowed up by the blood mist. When Jiang Yun wants to come, he can't be alive.

He hurried back to Linyuan city because he had just learned a news from Wei Hua's soul.

Not long ago, a space crack appeared near Anyang City in the southeast of the ruins.

It's normal for space cracks to appear in the ruins.

There may be space cracks anytime, anywhere.

However, after the emergence of this space crack, it has never healed, but has always existed.

The courageous friar approached the crack and was surprised to see that there was not nothingness in it, but that there was a way to the unknown.

After the news spread, it immediately attracted a large number of monks to the crack.

Some people speculate that the crack is likely to lead to an imperial cave.

So many monks really entered it.

Wei Hua's memory of this space crack ends here.

Although he is also curious, he knows himself clearly. He knows that his strength is not strong and he doesn't dare to enter when he goes, so he doesn't care too much.

Although Jiang Yun is also not interested in the imperial grottoes, he came to the Imperial war ruins for two purposes in addition to finding a way to be selected by the Terrans.

One is to find Jiang yuerou and other mirage people, and the other is to find emperor Hao's cave!

The appearance of this mysterious space crack is likely to attract Jiang yuerou and them.

Moreover, maybe the road in the crack is to Haodi cave. Therefore, Jiang Yun can only temporarily give up the intention of absorbing blood mist to improve his cultivation, but hurry to the place where the space crack is located to see if he can meet Jiang yuerou. Anyway, the blood fog will not disappear, and there are undeveloped areas in all directions of the ruins. Even if he leaves here, he can go into the place covered with blood mist from other places. Linyuan city has a transmission array, which allows him to arrive at Anyang City as soon as possible. On the way back to Linyuan City, Jiang Yun's mind recalled the scene he had seen before penetrating into a blood spot with divine consciousness! Jiang yungen didn't expect that there was another heaven and earth in a blood spot as small as dust, which was an incomparably vast world! More importantly, in that world, there are all kinds of forces! These forces, like catkins, are scattered in all parts of the world. Some are a single force, and some are a blend of several forces. Among them, there are some forces familiar to Jiang Yun, such as the power of the five elements, such as the power of the flesh. There are also some strange powers of Jiang Yun. When seeing those forces, Jiang Yun had an answer to some doubts about the blood mist. The blood fog is formed by the blood of the great emperor. However, it was not the blood of a great emperor, but the blood of many great emperors. Every great emperor must have mastered a variety of forces, melted into their blood, and finally turned into endless blood fog. Therefore, as Jiang Yun at least speculated, the blood mist can be regarded as a source of power. However, because there are too many and miscellaneous forces in it, the vast majority of monks can't improve their accomplishments by absorbing blood mist. The so-called refining blood mist is to use one's own strength to eliminate the power in the blood mist. However, there are many forces in some blood fog, but some forces may be extremely dominant and suppress other forces. For example, if the power of fire is dominant, a monk who also specializes in the power of fire can absorb the power of fire after inhaling such a blood mist, so as to improve his cultivation. However, the possibility of this probability is too small. For Jiang Yun, his blood that can absorb all rivers can ignore the differences of various forces, and can unscrupulously absorb the blood mist and improve his cultivation. In Jiang Yun's thinking, he quickly rushed back to Linyuan city. In order to avoid meeting the two monks he saved before, he did not go to the square in the city, but went directly to the location of the transmission array. Among the relics, it is much more difficult to arrange a transmission array than in the outside world. Therefore, the number of transmission arrays is not only small, but also very expensive. But even so, there are already people lining up next to the transmission array. Jiang Yun automatically walked to the end of the team, bowed his head and avoided being recognized as much as possible. However, a moment later, Jiang Yun suddenly noticed that a look seemed to be staring at him. If only someone looks at himself, Jiang Yun won't care too much, but in this vision, Jiang Yun has a keen sense of hate! This made him wonder who would hate himself here! He did not look with his eyes, but released his divine consciousness. But just then, his eyes disappeared! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.