I saw Zhang Mu being knocked out quickly, hitting the stone wall hard, and then fell to the ground again, coughing in pain.
"Ahem..." He stood up with his almost shattered body, narrowed his eyes and said, "Beasts, I want you to die!"
At this time, I heard Xiaoyan roar: "Activate the Heavenly Eye, otherwise it will be over!"
Hearing this and seeing more than a dozen magma beasts rushing towards him again, as if they were going to trample Zhang Mu to death in one fell swoop, everyone watching was just terrified.
Facing a dozen magma beasts, Zhang Mu slowly closed his eyes and began to work hard for the last chance of survival. I hope God will not let me down!
Just when the sound of running reached his ears, Zhang Mu suddenly opened his eyes, exuding a trace of brilliance.
"Haha!!!"
Hearing a loud shout, the black marks on his forehead suddenly parted, and a stream of five-color spiritual power shot out, instantly blasting several magma beasts in front of him to pieces.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mu fired spiritual power without stopping for a moment, but after the third shot, Zhang Mu roared in pain, covered his head and rolled around in an extremely crazy manner.
"ah!!!"
At this time, more than a dozen of the magma beasts had been killed or injured, and the remaining three had already disappeared, and they probably did not dare to come out again.
I just watched Zhang Mu rolling crazily on the ground, his legs stretching and contracting very stiffly, his teeth clenched tightly, and he let out bursts of roars, which showed how severe the pain was.
In less than half a stick of incense, Zhang Mu's body slowly relaxed, and the black mark on his forehead was sealed again, as if nothing had happened.
"Um...I'm not dead?"
"Boy, let me out quickly."
Hearing this, Zhang Mu used all his strength to call out the Xuyu Ding. As soon as the lid of the cauldron was opened, Xiao Yan rushed out from inside.
Accompanied by a dragon roar, it could be seen that it was devouring the magma beast's soul extremely crazily. In less than three breaths, it was completely gone, and no trace of the magma beast could be seen anymore.
At this time, Xiao Yan flew back very happily, spat out a red stone at Zhang Mu, and flew back into the Xu Mo Cauldron.
Afterwards, it has to melt these spirits to recover from the injuries, and it doesn't know when it will be completely melted.
Zhang Mu took the red stone in his hand, but as soon as he touched it, he felt a burning pain spread throughout his body, as if he had been stung by something, and it was very uncomfortable.
"Holy shit!"
He lowered his head and looked at the red stone on the ground. As for whether it was the fire spirit, he had to go back and check, and then he was trapped in the space for a moment.
"Demon stone? There isn't one here either!"
After putting away the red stones, Zhang Mu also thought of the Demon Transformation Stone that the Blood Demon needed. But this is a world of magma, would there be a Demon Transformation Stone?
Zhang Mu clutched his chest and really felt tired. He didn't expect death to come again. He didn't know how many more dangers there would be in the future. In that case, could he survive it?
Everything is hard to say. The only thing I can do now is to keep climbing until I die. Only by climbing higher can I escape life and death.
After stepping on the small stone platform again, I took out a Qi Refining Pill and checked it. Now I only have three pills. If I don't find a way out early, although the Xuhu Ding can copy the Qi Refining Pill, every month
If you take one Qi Refining Pill, I'm afraid you can only stop there.
As the Qi Refining Pill is dissolved, it begins to be converted into spiritual power in the body. Although it has no major effect on the injury, Zhang Mu's own recovery power is outstanding, so all he needs is to keep his spiritual power in a perfect state.
After burning the incense, Zhang Mu moved briefly and thought about climbing up the stone wall, hoping that there would be a way out.
He just did what he said, and with a handful of hands, he jumped hard and grabbed the crack in the stone, and began to use the spiritual power in his body, so that his limbs would not feel pain, and it would be much easier to get up.
The height of the stone wall is about twenty stories high. When he was not cultivating immortality, he would never dare to climb it. Now he can only climb slowly.
He also thought about flying up with his sword, but Yujian couldn't fly that high at all, and he was afraid that he would fall to death if he couldn't fly up.
I don’t know how long I’ve been climbing. Zhang Mu’s body was covered in sweat, as if he’d been in a sauna. But he didn’t have time to wipe it off, so he could only climb without stopping.
At this moment, you can already see the top when you look up. There must be a platform above!
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu didn't know where a force came from. He took two steps in three steps and climbed up as fast as he could.
After coming up, Zhang Mu squatted on the ground, looked down at the towering tower, and couldn't help but shudder.
"Huh..." He breathed out and turned his head to look at the scene around him.
This is a large platform with nothing on it, but there is a cave right in front. I believe there is something to explore inside.
After taking a short rest, Zhang Mu held the spirit sword tightly in his hand and walked over very vigilantly.
After arriving at the entrance of the cave, I looked inside and saw that there was no danger, so I dared to walk in with confidence.
After entering, you will see an iron chain in front of you, and you can directly cross the abyss to the other side.
The length of this iron chain is estimated to be a thousand meters. It is really difficult to walk across it, but is it still possible to wield a sword by yourself?
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu put away the spirit sword, took out the flying sword, and stepped on it very skillfully.
"disease!"
After saying that, Zhang Mu slowly flew along the iron rope, so that even if it didn't work, he could still grab the iron rope when he fell, so that he would not be smashed to pieces.
Just when he left the platform and entered the abyss, he suddenly felt that his balance was broken, and his body began to shake uncontrollably. Zhang Mu was so frightened that he jumped onto the open ground with all his strength.
"Mom!" She slapped her chest in fear, watching the flying sword fall into the abyss. If she hadn't reacted quickly enough, she would have fallen down with her.
"How could this happen? Is it possible that there is a formation that prohibits the air here?"
After that, I couldn't figure out why. Since the sword control was out of the question, I had to use the stupidest way to climb over.
Looking at the abyss, he swallowed his saliva, took out a strong cloth strip from the storage bag, nervously grasped the iron rope tightly, and tied the cloth strip firmly to both hands, so that he would not drop it.
Went down.
To be honest, if the iron rope is not a flat line, but is higher on one side and lower on the other, I really want to try the feeling of crossing it.
After some movement, Zhang Mu lay exhausted on the open space opposite, his face already pale.
"I'm so exhausted!"
After resting for a while, Zhang Mu reluctantly stood up and looked around.
There was nothing special around him, the only thing was a stone statue in front of him, the sculpture was lifelike, just like a real general guarding the city.
But it was a pity that Zhang Mu could tell at a glance that it was just a stone sculpture.
After walking up to the stone sculpture, he reached out and touched the solid stone armor on it, and couldn't help but sigh: "This craftsmanship is really extraordinary!"
Zhang Mu searched around again. Apart from this stone sculpture, there really wasn't anything special about it.
"Is there no way out?"
At this time, Zhang Mu looked at the stone sculpture and squinted his eyes: "Are you alive?"
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mu had no choice but to hug the stone sculpture and use all his strength to move it away.
Just after the stone sculpture was slowly removed, a "click-click..." sound was heard.
Zhang Mu felt a weight all over his body and hurriedly threw the stone sculpture away. He held the spirit sword in his hand and looked at the stone sculpture fearfully.
At this time, the stone sculpture seemed to be alive, standing up very stiffly and flexibly, with a lot of dust falling off its body.
Looking at the shining eyes of the stone sculpture, Zhang Mu felt a little scared.
"Holy crap! You really deserve to live?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the stone sculpture took action. He suddenly pulled out the iron sword from his waist, pointed it at Zhang Mu, his eyes glowed with fighting spirit, and he rushed towards him.
"Your uncle, I'm still afraid of you." After saying that, the red sword struck at the iron sword made of stone.
Hearing only the sound of the impact of iron tools, Zhang Mu felt depressed and involuntarily retreated towards the rear.
"Um, so strong?"
In this fight, I also knew that my own strength could not match it, so it seemed that I could only make side attacks.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu quickly dodged the iron sword's blow, and the red sword slashed hard at the stone sculpture's neck. Unfortunately, it only brought some dirt and no substantial damage at all.
It was during this delay that Zhang Mu felt wind coming from his head. He was so frightened that he suddenly lowered his head, and there was a sound of wind coming from his head.
Zhang Mu gritted his teeth, stepped on the ground with one foot and left the spot, and shouted with red sword: "Jin Ling, Broken Sword Style!"
Then the spirit sword suddenly drew out its spiritual power. The stone sculpture had no time to resist and was hit hard on the chest, causing a burst of earth to fly.
Seeing this, Zhang Mu jumped up suddenly and shouted angrily: "Fuck your grandma!"
Just when he was about to drop his sword, Shi Shou suddenly took a step forward, and the iron sword struck directly at Zhang Mu.
"Mom!" It was too late to hide now, so I had no choice but to resist.
After trying his best to change the direction of the spiritual sword, he was hit by the iron sword before he made any move.
Zhang Mu felt his body light up and flew back quickly.
It was nothing at first, but when he thought about the abyss behind him, Zhang Mu broke out in a cold sweat!
Seeing that he was about to fall into the abyss, Zhang Mu roared, his spiritual sword gathered five colors of spiritual power, and stabbed into the ground fiercely.
At this moment, Zhang Mu saw half of his body on the edge of the cliff. If the spiritual sword hadn't fallen in time, his life would have been over.
Just when he was glad that he was not dead, the stone sculpture had already rushed over with heavy steps, and it looked like he was going to kill himself.
"It's your uncle's fault, I'll fight with you." After saying that, Zhang Mu used his hands hard and finally returned to the ground, feeling that it was really good to be alive.
Before he could sigh, he saw the stone sculpture slashing down with an iron sword. Seeing this, Zhang Mu rolled aside suddenly.
"What a shame!" After cursing, he quickly ran inside.
At this time, I saw a strange formation pattern in the place blocked by the stone sculpture, which must be a way out.
Seeing this, Zhang Mu smiled knowingly. After looking at the stone sculpture and chasing him back, he cursed in a low voice and ran towards the iron rope.
Sighing, he didn't bother tying his hands with cloth strips, grabbed the iron rope and rushed out.
At this time, the stone sculpture ran over, shaking his head and not knowing what he was thinking. But just when Zhang Mu was filled with joy, he was frightened by the terrifying movement of the stone sculpture.