Volume 1 Living to Death Chapter 89 Living to Death
On the coffin that represented death, sprouts sprouted. The impact this brought to everyone was extremely huge.
"Then... what kind of coffin is that? Can it be reborn?"
"No wonder Xia Liangqi took it out. It turns out he had a back-up plan."
"The coffin lid seems to be the wooden board he used to withstand Hou Yulong's attack just now. I'm a good boy. Just a coffin lid is so powerful. This complete coffin is not bad. I see Hou Yulong's attack.
The power is already comparable to that of a powerful Shen Yuanling attack, but it didn't leave any trace on the coffin lid. This coffin is a treasure."
Everyone was chatting with each other, but Xia Liangqi was completely unaware of this. He didn't even notice that the coffin had sprouted.
I just felt a steady stream of warmth coming from the coffin. This warmth was like dew after a long drought, and Xia Liangqi's fatigue was instantly dispelled.
He also seized the opportunity and stepped forward with one stride, grabbing the edge of the second stone platform with one hand.
"ah!"
Xia Liangqi roared and tried his best to lift the coffin onto the second stone platform, and then he also turned over and climbed onto the second stone platform.
Only then did he realize that the coffin had strangely begun to sprout.
However, at this time, he had no intention of stopping to study those little sprouts, and continued to use his body skills. He applied all the accumulated time to his body skills, and finally managed to withstand the extreme pressure of the second stone platform.
But now it is really difficult to move forward. The speed of time overlap is not even faster than the speed of extreme pressure increase. I believe he will die of exhaustion if he can hold on for a while.
I don’t know if he has recovered from his near-death state, otherwise he would be really dead.
Obviously I still have a lot of things to do, but I have just started to rise, and am I going to die here?
Suddenly, Xia Liangqi felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, where he was carrying the coffin.
When he calmly felt it, he almost couldn't hold himself up and fell down.
The coffin has taken root!
And it's rooted in Xia Liangqi's body. No wonder it hurts so much. Who can endure this feeling of being rooted in the body? It's such a pervasive and heartbreaking pain.
"ah!"
Xia Liangqi couldn't help crying out in pain, his face kept twitching, and he didn't even have time to be frightened by such a weird thing.
Those roots quickly extended through Xia Liangqi's body, and soon occupied Xia Liangqi's entire right arm and the lower half of his body carrying the coffin, and continued to spread deeper.
"Look, Xia Liangqi looks like he's in pain."
"It seems that he can't withstand the extreme pressure of the second stone platform. Is this the only way to stop? Is it true that no one can climb on the first stone platform?"
"If he died up there, the treasured coffin would probably be left up there as well. It's such a pity."
"It can be regarded as a contribution to the climbing of Tianshan Mountain. This way, you don't have to climb to the top to get the opportunity. There is also a good coffin on the second stone platform. If you can't come down, you can still be buried on it, haha
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"Stop gloating about others' misfortune. It's a pity that Xia Liang gave up his talent. Seeing how hard he worked so hard, he probably didn't have the ability to save his life. Oh, what a pity."
Xia Liangqi was completely unable to move at this time, and even his body movements could no longer be maintained. The heavy pressure fell completely on his body, and the muscles and skin all over his body immediately began to collapse, and his bones continued to break.
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But Xia Liangqi didn't fall down. It wasn't that he didn't want to, it was because he couldn't even fall down.
The roots of the coffin have spread to his whole body, and now he relies entirely on these roots to keep him from falling.
However, although the current appearance was miserable, Xia Liangqi did not give up hope because he noticed the extraordinary nature of those roots.
After all, this was his natal spiritual weapon. Even though it was the roots derived from the original spiritual weapon, Xia Liangqi could still control it. He didn't notice it until the roots were halfway grown.
After that, Xia Liangqi did not stop the growth of the roots, and even continued to supply his own blood to nourish their growth.
When it finally spread all over Xia Liangqi's body, it was also when he finally couldn't hold on any longer and his body began to collapse under the extreme pressure.
Now, it’s just a matter of time.
Trying to use the roots in the body to completely rejoin all the broken muscles and bones before the body completely collapses.
Just like he had spliced his inner elixir before, this time he would start splicing his physical body again.
Except for my soul body, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a single place on my body that doesn't have traces of joining together, but anyway, my soul body will be separated from my body in the near future... Xia Liangqi laughed at himself and comforted himself.
Already.
He began to control the roots to intersect throughout his body in a strange way. Wherever they passed, the broken pieces of flesh and bones were pulled back to their original places by the roots. With the blessing of the roots,
Even the extreme pressure here is completely withstandable.
In the eyes of the outside world, Xia Liangqi was completely crushed to death by extreme pressure, but he was still standing to demonstrate his unyielding belief.
With a loud buzzing sound, the riots in the entire Tianshan Mountains were completely over. The twenty-four stone steps in front of the top of the mountain became an eternal forbidden area. Only on the second stone platform stood a man covered in blood.
people.
Among the crowd, the oiran sighed with regret, and then silently left alone.
Wen Gaoyi and Liu Ruxuan, two monks who had been rescued by Xia Liang's abandonment, cried bitterly and prostrated themselves before Xia Liang's abandonment. Ge Chen, who was covered in wounds, also sat aside and kept sighing.
"Alas, Hou Yulong ran away, my benefactor died, and I don't know where the female benefactor went. You two should hurry up and escape from the secret realm with me. Telling the news to Juishan Pavilion is the end of our benevolence.
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"Run away? Why run away?"
Wu Ming's figure suddenly appeared aside, followed by a sluggish man.
"Fairy Wu Ming!" Wen Gaoyi stood up and walked over. He was also happy to see Hou Yulong standing next to him, "Fairy, have you caught Hou Yulong?"
"Yeah." Wu Ming nodded, but it was obvious that she was in a bad mood.
"Oh, it's a good thing that my benefactor didn't have time to escape from above." Liu Ruxuan was quite sad.
Wu Ming shook his head, "He's not dead yet."
"Not dead?" Even Hou Yulong beside him couldn't help but exclaimed, "How is that possible?"
Wu Ming glanced at Hou Yulong coldly, and he immediately shut up and stopped talking.
"Yes, Fairy, is my benefactor really not dead yet?" Wen Gaoyi was also quite surprised.
Wu Ming looked at Xia Liangqi who was on the second stone platform, and said in a deep voice: "I can feel that he still has vitality. I believe that some of the monks of the Divine Yuanling can also sense that Xia Liangqi has no vitality.
However, they did not publicize it. They are all silently guarding everywhere, waiting for subsequent changes to occur. When the time comes, when Xia Liangqi creates miracles and climbs to the top of the mountain, the real bloody storm will begin here. "