The Involution with the Witch

Author: Beginning of Summer Rebirth

The Involution with the Witch

It's cold, dead, and there seems to be a thick, moist mist washing your body. This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Xin Zhuo suddenly woke up, sat up cross-legged, and looked around. The complex color on his face flashed away, and turned into relief again.

In a coma, he had a dream. He dreamed that he was back in the land of suffering, sitting on the eaves with Yaya and watching the moon, bragging with Ni Cangtian, Hidden Dragon, and living with Girl Jingge...

Unfortunately, this is not a sea of ​​suffering.

This is a land of endless abyss, with light barely visible. There are "islands" of different sizes floating in the surrounding space. The distance between islands is irregular. One or two miles away,

Three to five miles away, only two to three feet away, there are strange vegetation and spiritual fruits growing on the island.

Under him was a small island two to three feet in diameter, with several smelly weeds growing on it.

There was moist mist in all directions, as if rising from the bottom of an abyss.

This should be the space where I came from the Sea of ​​Suffering, but...it feels very different somewhere.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at himself, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Due to his injuries, he had fallen to the Earthly Immortal Realm. His whole body was limp and weak, and the enchantress's shining sword was still stuck in his chest. Although it did not hit the heart, it perfectly avoided the main organs.

But a sword was inserted into his chest, causing him to feel heartbreaking pain.

Witch?

Only then did he react and immediately looked around. He saw the three-goddess goddess in red robes not far away, lying gracefully, with a pair of straight long legs, white and delicate, but her face was pale and her eyes were closed, like cattail leaf fans.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and large blood stains flowed out from under her body, gathering into a stream of blood, flowing to the edge of the island, and then falling into the abyss.

He jumped up almost subconsciously and went to pull out the Tianwu Sword from his waist. Unfortunately, he was knocked to the ground by the heavy sword as soon as he stood up. He had to untie the sword and stood up again. As a result, he pulled the sword wound on his chest and suffered a heartbreaking pain.

, causing the meridians throughout the body to squirm, and soon his forehead was covered with sweat.

He had no choice but to sit cross-legged, take a deep breath and then take another breath. He held the hilt of the sword on his chest with his right hand, pulled it out with all his strength, and threw it aside. Blood spattered three feet from the wound, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

I endured the severe pain and tried to use the mental method, but it didn't work. The meridians were blocked. I tried to use the "Heaven and Earth Zhenwu Miaodao Sutra" to protect the body, but it didn't work. There was no blessing from the true energy!

In other words, it is almost an empty shell now, and it is impossible to use force easily without recovering from its injuries.

Thinking of this, his hatred for the enchantress deepened. He had to find a way to deal with the enchantress before she woke up. Otherwise, he would be seriously injured in this unknown place, and the only sword that protected him would be gone. There was really no hope of survival.

He picked up a stone casually, turned around and threw it, and was stunned for a moment.

I saw that the enchantress had woken up at some point and was sitting cross-legged, with no trace of color on her charming and exquisite face, and a pair of beautiful eyes glaring at him fiercely.

Xin Zhuo's heart sank. He didn't know how injured the demon girl was after she had seven of her tails cut off. Even if she was only in the Yinxu realm, she could easily kill him.

This made him somewhat "disabled".

The witch didn't speak, so he had no choice but to hold the stone and remain silent.

The two of them just looked at each other, and the atmosphere was not very harmonious.

The demon girl seemed to be extremely disgusted with him. She gritted her silver teeth for a while and said, "You evildoer has ruined great things. Who will be spared when Da Luo comes back in the future? I, the Seven-Tailed, have been practicing hard for nine hundred years, and I have been killed by you."

If you cut it off, how can I spare you?"

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and patted Xin Zhuo's face.

Xin Zhuo's chest was beating wildly, he threw stones, and he jumped to the right to dodge. However, the violent storm he imagined did not come, and the witch's magic seemed to have failed!

The Third Holy Mother was stunned.

Xin Zhuo was also stunned for a moment, then calmed down in his mind and smiled: "What? It's malfunctioning?"

The witch bit her lower lip, then pounced on him, her white and jade-like hands grabbed his neck, and her sharp nails dug into his neck.

It's just, that's all.

Xin Zhuo's face turned red, and there was a trace of anger in his heart, and he cursed: "Witch, if you hit me like this, I'm very good at it."

He reached out and grabbed her long hair and pulled hard.

The witch was in pain, her neck was thrown back, and she exerted force on her hands. A pair of long, slender, straight legs clamped down on his waist, as if it was about to be pinched off.

Xin Zhuo was naturally not to be outdone, so he counterattacked with both legs and kicked her in the abdomen!

Very good! A master who is at least in the Hunyuan Void Realm and a master who is in the Third Realm of Yang Reality, in this way, start a "shrew fight" in an inexplicable place.

After half a stick of incense.

Xin Zhuo looked at the beautiful and charming witch's shy face and the bloody breath that was so close to him. He suddenly felt uninterested. He grabbed her hair and sighed: "I think we need to go deeper.

Let’s communicate and talk, why do we have to distinguish between life and death?”

The demon girl's face calmed down a bit, and she said coldly: "Let go!"

"To show fairness, let's count the numbers and relax together." Xin Zhuo said: "Three, two...one!"

The two of them didn't try to cheat. They both let go and lay flat on their backs, breathing heavily.

After a while, Xin Zhuo said: "Putting aside the facts, since the Shiba Sect, Tian Xie, and Gui Qing have already happened, it is useless to say more. You and I are in different camps, and there is no right or wrong. What do you think?"

"snort!"

There was a sneer on the corner of the demon girl's scarlet mouth.

"So..." Xin Zhuo glanced around, "What the hell is this place? It looks like the place where you suspended your death, but it doesn't feel like it. I remember that there was no floating island here, only the source of true energy stone floating island.

Coffin, the light doesn’t look like this color either!”

The demon girl closed her eyes and was silent for a long time before saying coldly: "This is not the original endless cliff of silence. When we fell, we were swept up by the strong wind and fell into an unknown place. Before fainting, I used the last bit of strength to explore

, this place... seems to be the legendary Kuling River!"

Xin Zhuo looked at her in surprise: "What do you mean?"

There was a complex look on the demon girl's face, and she said slowly: "Back then, the evil emperor rose from the mortal world and rose up all the way. He overwhelmed thirty-six quasi-emperors of the human race, and before he killed three corpses, he killed fifty-eight saints.

Seriously injured again

After seventy-nine years of fighting with the Nether Ancestor, an unknown mountain stream was opened by chance. This stream was filled with humid fog during the day, and was extremely cold at night. In the third month, the spiritual energy and true energy were exhausted, and in the next three months, the true energy was filled with spiritual energy, and so on!

There are also extreme tides, which come around every ten years. When the tide comes, you have a glimmer of hope to get out. But if the tide doesn’t come, and you don’t have quasi-emperor cultivation, it’s difficult to get out, so you can only wait!”

Xin Zhuo hesitated for a long time: "Is the news reliable?"

The witch looked at him coldly: "Is the news reliable?"

Xin Zhuo said: "What you said can be regarded as myths. I don't know whether it is consistent with the facts. If it is just what others say and hearsay, wouldn't it be nonsense and disturbing others?"

If you want him to stay in this hellish place for a long time, waiting for some damn tide, what's the difference between that and being on death row?

The demon girl's face was full of disdain: "If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

As expected, Xin Zhuo stood up, walked to the edge of the island, and looked around. With his current body, it would be difficult to jump to another island. Looking at the endless emptiness in all directions, this gave him a bad premonition.

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Therefore, he chose to come back, sit down cross-legged, and said, "Let's take what you said as true, then what's next?"

The witch refused to answer.

Xin Zhuo thought for a while and then said: "If we wait here for seven or eight years, more than ten years, waiting for the tide, I'm afraid that the day lilies will be cold. Things are changing with each passing day outside. Gods and Buddhas all over the sky will come one after another. Everyone is trying their best.

All we can do to improve our strength is to protect ourselves in the future. Even if we go out by then, it will be like sunset! What I mean is, if you live a long time and have a high level, are there any other ways?"

The demon girl's face became even more disdainful: "You should think about how to treat your injuries now and escape my pursuit. Once I recover my cultivation, I will kill you immediately. With that ancient sword intention, you can't possibly have a second chance."

road!"

Xin Zhuo calmly rolled up his sleeves and said, "If you said that, I would pull your hair right now!"

The demon girl stayed away, pulled up her long hair, glared at him fiercely, and said sarcastically: "Why do you still want to compete in this great tide of martial arts? There are geniuses, saints, and emperors everywhere, with extraordinary talents.

There are countless people with profound foundations, but a self-righteous kid like you would have eight million if not ten million, ha!"

Xin Zhuo had already grabbed her long, sticky, bloodshot hair.

"release!"
Chapter completed!