Douluo: Take the First Poseidon’s Nine Tests

　　 With the passage of time.

Bright red blood beads began to overflow from under Hemingway’s golden skin. It was not the same as the fine blood beads that overflowed at that time. Now the blood overflowing in his body is continuous, dyeing his clothes and his body red. Land under. There is even blood flowing in the seven orifices.

　　 Hemingway's body may be overturned at any time when it shakes violently. However, his belief is still not relaxed. As long as the faith does not change, the test of the **** bestowed spirit ring will not stop.

　　 Bo Saixi is already frowning at this time, her hand has been raised at least three times, but it has been lowered three times. As a great sacrifice on Poseidon Island, as the most loyal servant of Poseidon, he is also the most powerful servant. She hadn't had such hesitation in at least fifty years.

　　 As the guide of this **** bestowed spirit ring, she also knows Hemingway's physical condition best at this time, and can deeply feel his body that is constantly hovering on the edge of collapse.

Every time, when she felt that Hemingway's body could no longer hold on and wanted to stop him, she could find that the unparalleled persistence of this young man seemed to exude a special power, forcibly helping his body. Persevered.

After 　　, I faced collapse again and persisted again. Even if it was the pinnacle of spirit masters like Bo Saixi, he still couldn't understand what kind of power was supporting the white-haired boy in front of him.

　　 Yes, he was selected by the Sea God in the Nine Tests.

Yes!

　　 Only the people selected by Lord Poseidon himself would have such perseverance. Not to mention his age, Bo Saixi asked himself, even if he is now, he would never have the perseverance of Hemingway.

　　 Perseverance and persistence are the greatest secrets of success.

　　 Finally, when Bo Saixi couldn't help raising her hand for the fourth time, ready to stop the test of the **** bestowed spirit ring.

　　In an instant, the blood spilled from Hemingway's body burst out in a splash.

　　 My body broke down?

　　 Bo Saixi's face faded instantly, and there was unspeakable colic in her heart. However, the hand she waved still stopped in the air. Because the splattered blood instantly dyed the nine golden auras that constantly impacted Hemingway's body, and in the next moment, they had completely turned bright red.

　　 Nine Nine into One.

　　 finally turned into a huge scarlet halo and appeared around Hemingway.

　　 At this moment, Hemingway's last mind had only one feeling. His body had been broken and turned into dust floating in the air.

　　 It was this broken feeling, but it brought him unprecedented pleasure, as if the whole body was integrated into the world. The next moment, all he could feel was a patch of red. It seems that I have been immersed in the **** world...

　　 Bo Saixi withdrew her right hand with difficulty, her heart moved a few times uncontrollably. Turning around, looking at the Sea God Temple towering high on the top of Mount Shenshan, he muttered to himself in a peculiar voice: "He succeeded."

　　 The red shadow rose into the sky and left the scene in an instant.

Zi Zhenzhu looked at the white-haired boy who was still sitting cross-legged, and did not try to disturb him. Instead, she found a step and sat down on her own. Then she put her elbows on her knees, her palms cupped her cheeks, and she blinked a pair of purple. With his big eyes, staring at him blankly, just like the husband stone on the coast.

　　Hemingway sat cross-legged and motionless, as if he had become a fossil that lasts forever.

　　 At this time, the golden light of armed arms all over his body has dissipated, and his whole body is soaked in blood. The whole person is like a blood-red statue.

　　 The entire Sea God Mountain is now calm again.

　　…………

　　 Time passed quietly.

　　 In this sitting, Hemingway sat for three hundred and sixty-five days. During this period, he remained motionless, and the bright red blood on his body turned purple-black, forming a hard scab on the surface of the skin. If it weren't for his weak and steady heartbeat, and the words that Seagod Douluo Bo Saixi said when he was leaving, I am afraid Purple Pearl would have thought that Hemingway at this time had become a statue forever.

　　 Three hundred and sixty-five days.

　　 One year, I haven't moved for a whole year.

　　 Finally, on this day.

　　 The tearing sound awakened the Purple Pearl who was cultivating not far away.

　　 Cracks began to appear on the hard scabs on Hemingway's body, and that's where the cracking sound came from. A beautiful figure soared up. At this moment, Zi Zhenzhu could no longer care about cultivation. After a year of waiting, the person she was waiting for finally moved.

There were more and more broken places, and gradually, the purple-black hard scabs began to fall off, revealing the white, tender and delicate skin that seemed to be jade-like in it... What surprised the purple pearl was that in the process of falling off, Even Hemingway's hair fell out, and the hair that had condensed with hard scabs also fell away~www.wuxiamtl.com~Um..."

　　 A soft snort sounded, and Hemingway, who closed his eyes, gradually lit up with golden light, and the dazzling golden color became more and more obvious.

　　 This dazzling light spreads outwards, and every golden light seems to be driving away the filth from the body and purifying everything in the world...

　　 There was a slap. At this moment, time seemed to stop, and all the filth remaining on Hemingway bounced up in an instant, revealing his almost perfect figure. The overflowing golden light made him look like another sun!

　　 covered the scorching sun in the sky.

　　 Purple Pearl narrowed his eyes subconsciously, and under the dazzling light and violent energy fluctuations, he couldn't help but retreat quietly.

　　 In the light of the sun, the figure sitting on the ground slowly stood up, arms stretched out to the sides of the body, the endless golden light burst out!

　　 A long and clear roar like a dragon chant burst out of the air!

　　 In an instant resounded through the entire Poseidon Island!

　　 At this moment, the awake Hemingway's inner comfort is unparalleled, and a cool and refreshing feeling comes from every pore on his body. There is no need to look with eyes at all, all the scenery in all directions has shown three-dimensional images in his mind, as if the ability of the sea to sense is no longer limited to the sea.

　　 The surrounding grass and trees, everything in the world actually possesses life in his induction at this time, breathing in the natural energy between the heaven and the earth with breath that ordinary people can't perceive... This feeling is really wonderful.

　　 He has never felt that he is so close to the essence of the world, so close to all things in nature!

　　 There is no doubt that this kind of feeling, Hemingway's experience and color make a breakthrough, and he has vaguely touched the realm of listening to the sound of everything!