The huge spiritual energy in the body was still growing, and gradually some fragile organs and tissues in the body finally began to be unable to bear it and exploded first. Qingyun endured the severe pain and was still trying to speed up the Heaven and Earth Chaos Art again. Fortunately, he recovered after being seriously injured.
The organs, tissues and meridians in the body have also become much thicker, and the speed of explosion seems to have slowed down slightly at this moment.
Qingyun's body was already filled with black blood and minced flesh, which was horrible to look at. The strange thing was that no matter how raging the spiritual energy in his body was, it could not open his body. Seeing this, Qingyun felt slightly relieved, and then quickly took out the remaining two-thirds of the body.
Swallowing the Restoration Pill into his mouth. As soon as the Restoration Pill entered Qingyun's belly, it turned into bursts of warm currents and immediately repaired Qingyun's damaged internal organs and meridians. But before he could be surprised, he felt hot and cold in his body, alternately hot and cold.
, like a war. Now the already chaotic body became even more chaotic, and even the soul began to tingle.
Qingyun gritted his teeth to support himself. The pain deep in his soul suddenly made him go crazy. He began to use his thoughts to forcefully compress the messy spiritual energy in his body. But in the end, it was in vain. As the organs in his body exploded one after another, he soon hit
Near the pulse of his heart. He was about to lose control. At this moment of life and death, a strange voice suddenly sounded in Qingyun's mind.
"Boy, if you want to survive, hurry up and pick up the Heaven-locking Sword in front of you... the black one, and then send the spiritual energy into the sword body, as much as you can." Qingyun heard this.
This voice seemed to have seen the last glimmer of hope. Without hesitation, he grabbed the black sword in front of him and tried his best to transport the spiritual energy inside... The huge spiritual energy seemed to have suddenly found an outlet, and crazily followed Qingyun's palm and entered.
Inside the black sword body, the feeling of swelling in the body finally slowly subsided.
"Haha, it feels so good. I haven't felt this good in tens of thousands of years!" The sudden burst of laughter from the sword made Qingyun regain his clarity. He became alert for no reason and immediately stopped transmitting spiritual energy.
"Hey, little baby, why did you stop? Huh, do you think I will harm you? Give me a few more percent of spiritual energy, and I will be able to move freely. When I come out of this broken sword, I will accept you, little baby, as my disciple.
, Wouldn’t it be great to dominate this small continent?” Qingyun ignored the voice in the sword, but re-run the Heaven and Earth Chaos Art to start transforming spiritual energy.
The Chaos Technique of Heaven and Earth had been running for an unknown number of days, and suddenly it started to accelerate crazily without any warning. Gradually, it was no longer controlled by Qingyun and started to run on its own at a terrifying speed. As a result, the chaotic black blood and spiritual energy in the body were
, all the minced meat is put on the same route, and it keeps rotating in an elliptical shape.
As it continued to rotate, the ellipse became smaller and smaller, and gradually shrank into a vague air mass. The air mass became smaller and smaller, and finally slowly turned into a golden young pill that stayed there.
Zifu remained motionless. The moment the elixir was completed, Qingyun immediately took out a recovery elixir from the storage ring and swallowed it in one gulp. The bursts of warmth not only eliminated the pain, but the internal organs that had been exploded miraculously repaired quickly.
.At the same time, layers of black dirt are continuously discharged from Qingyun’s skin.
"Boy, send me some spiritual energy quickly, otherwise I won't be rude." The voice inside the sword suddenly started shouting again.
I don't know how long it took, Qingyun took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. Thinking of the critical situation before, Qingyun was still frightened. Unexpectedly, this half pill actually made his weird pill formation successful. He grabbed the pill in front of him.
The long sword, I vaguely remember the sound calling it the Heaven Locking Sword.
"Is that the voice that appeared in my head before?" Qingyun asked in confusion.
"Of course it's me, otherwise who else is there? You quickly give me some more spiritual energy, and I will come out to accept you as my disciple." This voice made Qingyun frown. Although, this voice can be regarded as saving his life.
Life, but it was too rude. And he must have no good intentions in constantly urging himself to transfer spiritual energy to the sword. Thinking of this, he threw the Tiansuo Sword aside and walked towards Xiaolong.
After Qingyun formed the elixir, he felt that his body was full of spiritual power, and the world in front of him became clearer. Xuan Yi still didn't wake up. He squatted down and slowly transferred the spiritual power into Xiaolong's body. After a while, Xiaolong woke up leisurely.
"Brother." Xiaolong is still very weak. He used secret techniques to improve his cultivation, and the backlash was very terrible. If it were in the hometown he remembered, he would probably be able to recover in a few days, but in this Xingming Continent, there is no such thing.
I'm afraid I won't be able to fully recover in eight or nine years.
Qingyun nodded slightly and was about to continue taking the elixir to Xiaolong when a whistling sound suddenly came from behind him. He turned around and saw the Tiansuo Sword flying into the air on its own. "Huh, boy, give me some spiritual energy."
You're so stingy. I'll grab it myself." Before his voice faded, he struck at Qingyun. His speed was as fast as lightning, and he struck Qingyun's blocking arm in an instant.
A long stream of black blood flowed, but Qingyun suddenly and strangely grabbed the Tiansuo Sword regardless of the pain, and all the flowing black blood fell on the black sword body. A shrill scream echoed in the cave. "
Boy, you, you, you actually cheated. I will never forgive you."
Qingyun smiled strangely. He was indeed cheating. He was deliberately cut by the Sky Locking Sword just to let the blood drip on the Sky Locking Sword. He guessed that this sword must have belonged to Old Man Feng Mo during his lifetime. Since Old Man Feng Mo
It has returned to the ruins, so this sword must be ownerless, and it must be able to shed blood to identify its owner.
After Qingyun got in touch with Suotian, he was not afraid to inject spiritual energy into the sword again. This time, he simply input the newly transformed spiritual energy in his body. The black sword body made bursts of chirping, and soon a man dressed in black
A young man appeared in front of Qingyun. This made Qingyun stunned. He thought that the person who appeared would definitely be a bad old man, but he didn't expect that it was a young man.
"Are you jealous when you see that I am so handsome?" The young man in black felt angry in his heart. He thought back then, his name as "Zhuotian" was known to everyone in the fairy world. Although he followed the second wife who was a bit hesitant,
His master, Old Man Feng Mo, made him very unhappy, but the old man still gave him a lot of benefits. Who would have thought that Old Man Feng Mo would go and grab some dragon eggs, but he would die on this ordinary continent, and let him sleep in that ring for 20,000 yuan?
In his youth, he had already become extremely weak.
Before, he felt that Qingyun was about to burst from the huge spiritual energy. He had no good intentions to save Qingyun. He just didn't want to waste so much spiritual energy in vain, so he thought of a way to kill two birds with one stone. Originally, if the boy sent more spiritual energy, he would
He can transform himself and become a free man. Who knows, twenty thousand years of slumber has made him a little dull, and he fell in love with Qingyun.
After Qingyun put away the sword, it became clear that the young man in black was not a human being, but a sword spirit named "Suotian".
"If you disrespect me again, believe it or not, I will immediately erase your consciousness." Qingyun said coldly.
"No, please don't. You will be my third master from now on. I don't dare to be disrespectful anymore." Suo Tian was respectful on the surface but very disdainful in his heart. "Hmph, if I hadn't slept for twenty thousand years, I would be a little bit dissatisfied.
Sober, how can it be so easy for you to take it away and return it to the master? Damn, with your level of cultivation, you are not even enough to carry my shoes. Once you, a little kid, die, I will be free."
Qingyun naturally doesn't know what Suotian is thinking. What he wants now is to wait for Xiaolong's injury to recover, then take the sea, return to Jishan Village, avoid Yan Xiang's pursuit, and then go out to find a way to heal his body.