Chapter 703: The Tribulation of Life and Death, Death Tribulation, Vitality
In the wild wilderness, where the natural thunder and the fire of the earth meet.
Thunder and flames intertwined, emitting a huge sound like the roar of the gods of heaven and earth. The pure spiritual energy gathered and turned into a spiritual energy tide that could never be seen in any other world and was vast enough to be seen with the naked eye.
The assassin who took action looked at the person in front of him who was resisting him, and his thoughts froze for a moment.
Is this crazy?!
Or is he also a dead soldier?
The thoughts in his brain were stagnant, but his movements did not stop at all. He instantly pierced the arm of the person in front and then stabbed into the heart.
Amid the roaring sound, thunder and fire fell heavily.
Wei Yuan's body was trembling, and blood could not stop flowing from the corners of his mouth.
The ruthlessness of that sword, the interlaced arms that penetrated the body of the God of Kunlun, still pierced his heart directly. It was obviously not an ordinary thing, and it was clearly an almost fatal injury, but Wei Yuan's eyesight
Refocus…
Cross your hands and exert force.
Divine power explodes.
That dark and strange sword was broken. If it was pulled out, the injury to the heart would be further worsened, and the time for movement would be reduced. Therefore, even if the sword was nailed through the wrist bone, Wei Yuan still forced it to break.
sword.
Encounter on a narrow road...
The assassin's pupils across from him shrank.
When he instinctively took half a step back, Wei Yuan suddenly took a step forward.
His pupils were as black as the abyss.
A heroic and tragic aura rushed towards his face. The five fingers of his right hand were slightly opened, and he suddenly reached out, grabbed the assassin's face, and pressed down violently. This power was not like what a dying person said he could explode.
The assassin's face was pressed hard into the pool of thunder and fire.
The most powerful Qi exploded, burning and destroying the entire face.
Even assassins who have undergone special training are still burned to the point of screaming in pain in this unique land of thunder and fire.
Wei Yuan raised his left hand, and with a long roar of Chang'an sword, he thrust it down fiercely and nailed the man to death.
Only attack but not defense...
Wei Yuan's dark pupils narrowed slightly, realizing the other party's method of practice.
They gave up longevity and defense, and focused on instant kills that broke out in an instant. After a missed hit, its threat level and combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced. However, if the world can avoid such a first blow, it is absolutely
not much.
He spent a long time cultivating a fighting power close to that of a god, only to use up everything and throw out one sword.
What kind of madman is this?
Wei Yuan lowered his head and subconsciously reached out to touch the immortal flower.
Just five fingers passed through the virtual image, and the lifelike flower collapsed when Wei Yuan touched it. This immortal thing that grew in the garden of heaven and had the highest status simply dissipated into nothing.
Exist in heaven and earth.
From now on, there will be no next life.
Wei Yuan clasped his five fingers together.
In the blood, the immortal flower finally left him completely, and he was stunned.
Jue...
Will I never see you again?
Chang Xi, who was pushed into the mud pit by Wei Yuan and avoided the sword, quickly approached and saw the sword that pierced the heart. The opponent was the ultimate killing weapon. At the moment of the shot, he followed the vital points.
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Chang Xi took out a jade bottle, and something like flowing moonlight poured into Wei Yuan's wound.
But it couldn't be cured or stayed. The moonflower jade dew only temporarily made up for the wound, and then it really dissipated like the moon in the flower water in the mirror. Chang Xi was stunned, and when he was about to continue to fall, Wei Yuan grabbed him
She stretched out her arms and said, "No need to waste your efforts."
He gritted his teeth and looked at the dangerous place in front of him with black eyes.
"poisonous……"
"poison?"
After Chang Xi carefully identified it, he finally discovered the spreading gray color, and his face became slightly stagnant: "This is... Guixu..."
"The destruction of all dharmas."
"If it weren't for the Immortal Flower, I'd probably be dead right now." Wei Yuan raised his head and suddenly flicked his right hand, and the Taoist Immortal Binding Rope flew out, one after another, tying up Chang Xi and the old man with a tangled look on his face.
He stood up and then with a flick, the two people were thrown away and fell to one side.
This is the place where the sun is the strongest in the world, a cliff where thunder and flames condense, and there is even the pull of gravity. It is extremely heavy. Wei Yuan directly threw the other end of the bundle of fairy ropes out, almost as if he was going to
The two were thrown to death.
But when it was halfway down, he suddenly clenched his hands.
Chang Xi was startled, and then saw the flames bursting out from the thunder fire next to him.
Buzhou Mountain God, who had once made an oath of heaven to never participate in the affairs of the Three Realms, was stunned, and then his expression changed drastically. In his perception, there were several terrifying qi at the same time that seemed to be unable to be suppressed any longer, and suddenly burst out, strangulating to the heart.
Wei Yuan was struck by the sword and his breath continued to dissipate.
The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth curled up, and he held the sword in his right hand, with a pair of black pupils like ice.
"I will save you."
When I said this, what flashed before my eyes was the prosperity of the world.
He lowered his head and whispered:
"So don't worry."
"do not be afraid."
Being dropped in the sky above the dangerous land of thunder and fire, even those elites who returned to the ruins had to kill Wei Yuan first. Therefore, just one person with a single sword seemed to be an insurmountable city. Wei Yuan's right hand was wrapped around
Bao, tightly holding onto the fairy binding rope.
Because he was about to die, the stubbornness and bravery in his bones burst out.
A very strange phenomenon is that many heroes in China can only unleash their power beyond their limits when they protect others.
Buzhou Mountain God's thoughts were spinning like lightning, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted: "Boy, let go!"
"Let go! Run away, the old man will come find you later!!"
"I kid you not!"
"Your injury can still be treated, don't do anything stupid!"
"I'll take Chang Xi with me to find you!"
"Fox cub, trust me this time and let go!"
The vows made back then?
What the hell is that thing? Fuxi, you old silver coin, you tricked the old man into signing the agreement.
do not care!
Fuxi’s promise is Fuxi’s promise.
If the oath is not signed with the intention of breaking it, then it will be meaningless!
Buzhou Mountain God directly planned to take advantage of the opportunity to avoid the oath. Although he could not intervene on his own initiative and could not burst out with strength at this time, he could take action in the name of self-protection by letting Wei Yuan throw him down. Fuxi could not pick him out.
What happened, but the old man's angry shouting was completely ignored by Wei Yuan.
The power is constantly passing away, and Chang Xi cannot be allowed to die here, otherwise there will be a great disaster in the world.
But if Chang Xi suffered a disaster, where would Emperor Jun be?
Wei Yuan's thoughts disappeared. He drew his sword almost instinctively and shouted angrily. The power of each sword was slashed out crazily. His right hand tightly held the rope that bound the immortal, even if the person holding the other end of the rope was trying to make him let go.
Bu Zhoushan, fighting as he goes, is dripping with blood, but his momentum is not inferior at all.
The sword hit his shoulder, and his backhand shattered the weapon.
The sword in his hand thrust out, directly piercing the throat of the killer, and even tore half of his neck open.
He held it horizontally with his backhand and blocked three incoming long swords at the same time.
Suddenly, a stream of light burst out from the gap in space.
It directly penetrated Wei Yuan's right knee. Wei Yuan groaned, swayed, and almost knelt on the ground. As soon as the fairy binding rope held in his right hand was loosened, he slid down towards the dangerous ground. Wei Yuan bit his tongue, and blood flowed down.
His pupils refocused, and his right hand tightly grasped the fairy rope.
The person on the other side seemed stunned.
Wei Yuan's Chang'an Sword nailed his opponent to death using the sword-handling technique.
With his left hand, he directly pulled out the sword that pierced his knee. Under the severe pain, his face was distorted, and he roared and screamed. He fought to the death. He entered alone. This was a place where people who must die must die, but he wanted the living to go back.
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The pursuers were killed one by one by the broken sword, and their blood flowed down the immortal rope.
The red on top of the gold is extremely eye-catching.
The last sword pierced through the chasing Guixu leader. Wei Yuan's masked face was directly punched into a state that was almost like mud. Then he tried his best, gritted his teeth and roared, half hanging on the
Old man Buzhoushan and Chang Xi were thrown into the air on the dangerous ground.
The two landed in a safe place and rushed over quickly.
Wei Yuan stood on the spot, panting violently, his black pupils lost focus, holding the sword in his left hand. The right hand that originally held the Immortal Binding Rope was already dripping with blood, and the weight of the Immortal Binding Rope pulled out a wound deep enough to the bone.
"Great, you are still alive..."
Chang Xi's voice was stiff.
Those black eyes had lost all their luster.
Then he fell down in front of her and Buzhou Mountain God.
King Yu fought for the world for thirty thousand miles, of which the last ten thousand miles, the god was dead but still alive, and he fought endlessly. Xingtian Xuanyuan died in Changyang Mountain.
Qian Qi dances.
Although the body is dead, the energy is extremely strong.
Chang Xi's lips trembled, and then one by one the life-saving things were taken out. Old man Bu Zhoushan hurriedly pulled the ropes away, and rolled over and ran over to pinch Wei Yuan's Qi veins. Chang Xi glared at him: "You obviously have strength.
,Why don’t you take action?!”
Bu Zhoushan lowered his head and said nothing, stretched out his hand to pinch Wei Yuan's bones, his old face became more and more ugly, almost turning black, and finally his mouth started to tremble and he said:
"The last wound of the Golden Crow and the great sun, the sword mark of the Emperor's deputy over time."
"I still don't know who has poisoned my soul. Where does the pain of reincarnation come from?"
"Guixu's Nirvana Sword Intent, broken hands, broken hearts, this kid, isn't he afraid of death?"
"This soul is not young anymore. Is it true that every life is the most miserable in the world?"
He said in frustration: "Put your things away, Chang Xi."
"Those gadgets are even hard to fight against Guixu's Nirvana poison. Guixu's Nirvana is the most poisonous thing in the Three Realms and Eight Wastelands. Your gadgets are useless. If this kid just listened to the old man's words, then what's the point?
Better..."
And Fuxi.
That bastard!
Buzhou Mountain God would get angry whenever he thought of the Heavenly Dao oath on his body. He said it was Heavenly Dao, but in fact it was compiled by Fuxi himself. Chang Xi gritted his teeth and said, "Is there no other way?! Aren't you the top ten?"
"Ah this..."
Buzhou Mountain God was stunned for a moment.
Chang Xi sneered: "Even if I didn't recognize it at first, I could guess it later."
Old man Buzhoushan smiled bitterly and said: "I'm not good at healing. Besides, I'm just a consciousness now. My body is still in Kunlun, and the wilderness is just a small section that was knocked out. And even if it's the poison of time, the Golden Crow
The sun is of no use to me."
"But, but this kid, this fox cub is a human being."
"He can't practice the old man's technique, but he can probably survive if he practices it."
Buzhou Mountain God's face was full of defeat. As one of the ten most powerful gods in the world, it was really uncomfortable for him not to be able to save a boy. This boy's hidden injuries made him feel outrageous. How did he survive so hard to get this kind of injury?
? How miserable would that be? No one would help him?
He sighed, squeezed Wei Yuan's bones, and then his face became dull.
Um?!!
Something's wrong...a little weird.
Pinch again?
So Buzhou Mountain God pinched it again, thought about it, pinched it again, and his eyes widened.
Wait, this doesn't seem like a human being. This physical characteristic is...
The old man finally came to his senses and blurted out what he heard from Wei Yuan.
"Fuck..."
"This, this is the mountain god?!"
"Wait a moment?!"
The old man stood up in excitement, his eyes widened and his mouth trembled a little: "Can it be done?!"
"It works!"
"Hahahaha, he is not a human being, he can do it, he can do it! Hahahaha, I don't have to memorize the cause and effect!"
Chang Xi looked puzzled as one of the top ten who had sworn not to take action easily suddenly laughed loudly, as if he had encountered the happiest thing. Buzhou Mountain God patted Wei Yuan at this moment and said loudly:
"This kid, a fox cub, is not a human being!"
"Ah no, I mean, he seems to be more than just a human being!"
"Help!"
He said with great joy: "He can practice the old man's method!"
"Your method?"
Chang Xi was confused, then his thoughts froze slightly, his pupils shrank, he lifted him up little by little and looked at the old man in front of him.
Buzhou Mountain God.
Mythical concepts hold up the sky and support the earth.