Chapter 1560: Spirits!

Well, within the valley of this savage star, he is, and he is.

The ninth sharp thorn, within the spine of Qing Shui’s back, through its entire spine, without half an inch emerging, all deep inside, but even more so, even the wounds can not be seen, as if out of thin air to grow inside.

Unconscious Qing Shui, face still have pain distortion, but the same, there is a trace of comfort and happiness diffuse, this comfort, is because of Wang Lin, this happy, also because of Wang Lin.

After a short period of exhalation, Wang Lin’s tired look slightly dissipated, he took a deep breath, helped the unconscious Qing Shui up, fixed his back to himself, his eyes like electricity, staring at his dry and thin back.

The backbone of his back was all bulging and looked shocking.

After a long time, Wang Lin looked grave, slowly raised his right hand and slowly pressed his index finger on the spine of Qing Shui’s back, seemingly searching for something, his brow was tightly furrowed, as if he was pondering.

“It’s a good thing that it hasn’t completely fused with its spine yet, if it’s some more days, once it’s completely fused, then this thorn will never be removed again……. It seals, both the flesh and Qing Shui’s elder brother’s Yuan Shen, and even if it’s a different flesh, it will still be like this… . “Wang Lin mused with a sudden movement of his index finger, which directly pierced into the first spinal bone of Qing Shui’s back.

Qing Shui’s body shook and opened his eyes, gritting his teeth to keep that pain from coming out.

“Senior brother, the pain of this ninth thorn will be more intense than the previous eight ……” Wang Lin spoke softly.

“I’ve endured pain all my life and I’m already used to it.” Qing Shui’s voice was hoarse, but it was calm without half a fluctuation.

There was sadness in Wang Lin’s eyes, and after a light sigh, he no longer hesitated and whispered, “Endure it.”

With that, his right hand violently went deeper inward, directly breaking through the flesh and blood on Qing Shui’s back and piercing into his spine, and his fingers were like electricity as he violently pinched inward.

Immediately, a soft sharp thorn was directly pinched by Wang Lin’s fingers.

Qing Shui’s face turned pale and cold sweat broke out, but he gritted his teeth and turned this pain into a flame of hatred that burned in his eyes.

Wang Lin pinched the soft thorn and slowly pulled it outwards, this feeling, as if it was used to extract the marrow, the pain, rare people can withstand it.

Wang Lin’s expression was extremely grave, not letting his fingers tremble, pinching that sharp thorn, slowly pulling it out, each yanking out an inch, Qing Shui would emit a muffled grunt in the trembling, and his hands gripped the ground with a death grip, directly grasping out a deep pit.

Wang Lin couldn’t see Qing Shui’s complexion, all of his energy was used on those double fingers. As he slowly tugged it up, he always maintained a gentle speed, he didn’t dare to be too violent, that sharp thorn was soft, even though it wasn’t completely fused with Qing Shui’s spine, it was still fused with the majority of it, in this way, he had to be more careful.

Time passed, this ninth sharp thorn was very long, in half a column of incense, Wang Lin yanked out most of it, sweat left his forehead, but he didn’t care about it, instead, he always looked at that sharp thorn.

This sharp thorn that was yanked out was black in color, and there was even a large amount of black blood dripping onto the ground, making a bared sound.

“Yank it out at once!” Qing Shui’s calm voice, which seemed to be squeezed out from within his teeth, entered Wang Lin’s ears.

Wang Lin was silent, in an instant, his right hand yanked outward fiercely, and with a whirring sound, he completely yanked out all of the sharp thorns from within Qing Shui’s spine, black blood sprayed, Qing Shui was even spraying a mouthful of fresh blood, and his back’s spine that was bulging high up slowly calmed down in a weird writhing motion.

Violent gasping sound from the mouth of Qing Shui, his eyes red, a long time before he slowly calmed down, hands strangled, began to meditate and vomit.

Wang Lin’s face was pale, threw the sharp thorns and meditated with his eyes closed, pulling out this ninth thorn, he felt the same as if he was pulling out his own bone marrow again, the pain, although not as much as Qing Shui endured, but it was also very thick.

Half an hour later, Wang Lin opened his eyes.

“Senior brother, the last one ……” Wang Lin spoke softly.

Qing Shui slowly exhaled a breath, turned around and faced Wang Lin, silently looked at the year’s senior brother in front of him, looked at his tired complexion, looked at the red dried blood all over his body, his eyes soft.

“You’ve grown up ……,” Qing Shui had a smile on his face. This senior brother in front of him was no longer the tiny cultivator who needed himself to stand in front of him to block the wind and rain back then, but had become a generation strong enough to shake the stars.

Wang Lin looked at Qing Shui and revealed a smile, a smile that, despite being tinged with exhaustion, revealed his true happiness.

“Is there any wine?” Qing Shui waved his hands, his body had been confined for many years, and there was something strange about him at the moment.

Wang Lin nodded, his right hand lifted up and grabbed in the air, a storage crack appeared and a wine pot flew out from within it.

Qing Shui laughed, grabbed the wine pot and placed it in his mouth and took a big gulp, the spicy feeling spread all over his body, causing him to let out a long breath and hand the wine pot to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took it and similarly put it to his mouth and drank a large mouthful, and a hot and spicy sensation came out of his body, and the two of them locked eyes with Qing Shui and laughed at the same time.

The two laughed extremely happily, this kind of bright and bold laughter, Qing Shui would rarely have, Wang Lin likewise.

“After this thorn is removed, I can restore my cultivation and refine it quite a bit more! Killing Origin, Killing Origin ……,” Qing Shui said, his complexion had a flash of sadness, but it was deeply hidden by him, and he took the wine pot from Wang Lin’s hand and took another sip.

“Come on, take out that last thorn!” Qing Shui put down the wine pot, his eyes revealed a brilliant light, this look of him vaguely made Wang Lin see the Qing Shui from back then!

“This last sharp thorn is within the blood vessels of your entire body! I’m afraid this thorn is the longest one!” Wang Lin looked at the bulging spot on Qing Shui’s body that was writhing within the veins and slowly spoke.

“Starting from here, I remember that back then, this sharp thorn entered from here.” Qing Shui’s eyes showed contemplation, after gazing for a moment, his right hand lifted up and pointed to his chest where his heart was, and under his finger, a bloody wound immediately appeared on his chest, and the flesh and blood within it separated, revealing the green-colored blood vessels below.

Deep breath, Qing Shui without thinking, directly pinch hard, that blood vessels were actually dragged out of his life to the outside of the wound, his expression calm, seems to not see any pain, but the contraction of its pupils, is enough to show how deep the pain of its eyes.

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, his right hand lifted up and swung forward, directly chopped off the blood vessels of Qing Shui’s chest ni out of the blood vessels, that blood vessels a break, the blood was just about to spray, it was immediately by Wang Lin to perform the sealing decision to solidify one end, followed by two fingers deep into the blood vessels of the other end, a pinch inward in its expansion.

As if grabbing something, Wang Lin violently yanked outward, Qing Shui’s body never had a sharp tremble, his just somewhat recovered face suddenly paled, but he gritted his teeth and lowered his head, staring at the blood vessels in his chest, under Wang Lin’s yanking, half of the purple sharp thorns that had been extracted!

The sharp thorn was even softer, as if it was like a snake, and it was still twisting when it was grabbed halfway out.

With each twist, the cold sweat on Qing Shui’s forehead increased, and he simply grabbed the wine pot next to him and placed it in his mouth to drink a large mouthful once again.

In the moment he drank this mouthful of wine, Wang Lin’s right hand pinched the purple sharp thorn and vigorously yanked it outward, the sharp thorn twisted and was directly yanked out seven feet long, Qing Shui’s face was already green, his lips trembled, and a burst of low roar faintly came out of his mouth, he stared at the sky, the anger in his eyes burned up again, and even more so, under the severe pain, the wine pot that his right hand grasped was directly pinched and crushed, and the wine within it spewed out and landed in the surroundings.

“Wang Lin, is there any spirits ……”

Wang Lin was silent as his left hand lifted up and grabbed in the air, a green-colored wine pot appeared, which was not filled with wine, but with the Yan Dragon blood that the old Vermilion Bird had given him!

This blood, it was very strong!

Qing Shui took the wine pot, put it in his mouth and drank it, then he took a long breath and laughed out loud, ”A fishy stench, but also sweet, where is this wine, this is clearly blood, but this blood wine, it’s strong enough! Wang Lin, yank out all of these sharp thorns!”

Wang Lin’s gaze was heavy as he grabbed both fingers of the sharp thorns and yanked them outward, directly yanking out most of them under Qing Shui’s low roar! Countless veins bulged within Qing Shui’s body and coalesced towards his chest under the writhing.

More so, in Wang Lin’s tugging, the cultivation that had been solidified within Qing Shui’s body loosened, and a fierce aura rose up to the sky, transforming into rolling black clouds in the sky, and the killing aura was thick to the extreme in this instant!

A piece of black snow, slowly fell from within that cloud, drifting away from the earth.

“You take a break, I’ll do it myself.” Qing Shui’s eyes flashed with a cold light, his entire body directly stood up, his right hand wine bottle was placed at his mouth to take another sip, his left hand lifted up as he grabbed that purple sharp thorn in his chest and yanked it outwards.

With a roaring sound, the writhing veins throughout his body became even more violent, and that purple sharp thorn was actually yanked out quite a bit by Qing Shui.

“After sealing this Immortal Monarch for all these years, today, you give this Monarch to come out!” Qing Shui’s voice was extremely cold, seemingly not caring about the pain, grasping that last section of the purple sharp thorn in his chest, a yank but heard a boom, that sharp thorn was actually yanked into two halves by him!

That connects with its blood vessels, the severed half immediately contraction, seems to want to go back to the blood vessels within the hidden, Qing Shui did not even look at a glance, the hand such as a snake twisted sharp thorn thrown away, two fingers into a sword, a shocking killing origin breath suddenly filled, his fingers instantly pressed in the chest within the blood vessels.

“Since you don’t want to come out, then you can just die inside this sovereign!” The moment Qing Shui’s fingers fell, the black snow that descended from heaven and earth came in a hurry and went straight to his chest, and even more so, the killing origin that made Wang Lin move along with Qing Shui’s fingers, rushed crazily into the blood vessels in his body.

The sound of thumping came out continuously from Qing Shui’s body, and the writhing veins on his body immediately sounded like a scream, and soon calmed down, but it was the sharp thorns that were like living creatures that were directly blasted by Qing Shui’s Killing Origin in the body in the blink of an eye.

Qing Shui’s body shook, opened his mouth and sprayed out a large amount of black blood, and his dry and thin body directly swelled, slowly grew flesh and blood, and recovered to the appearance of that year.

Even more so, in this instant, the killing origin within his body, directly erupted shockingly, heaven and earth was instantly dark, under the black snowflakes filling the sky, at the end of that sky, an illusory gate had clearly appeared!

The gate of emptiness!