Chapter 303 Wang Chan finally went down the mountain, black armor Xuanmingwei

Maybe the big bird was too fierce and powerful in its lifetime, which shocked hundreds of beasts. After a day of death, the place where the breath permeated could be preserved intact, and it was not swallowed and touched by other beasts. When Wang Chan returned to the original road and carried back the stone tablet, he also cut a hundred catties of meat on the big bird and brought it back to the cave.

He now has a serious loss, and his internal injuries and injuries are accumulated together. He needs a lot of meat to nourish his life and rebirth. One hundred and eighty catties of meat is just his daily food. In this way, he ate bird meat, drank bird blood, carried breath, and refined his qi to refresh his mind. After another day, he felt that his body was really churned and recovered a little. All the trauma on his body was scabbed, and the broken bones were also grown and shaped. However, at this speed, it took at least half a month to recover all.

This is also because his physical quality is not like ordinary people now, his muscles and bones are full of vitality, and his vitality is extremely strong. Otherwise, with the injury on his body, it is enough to die ten times and eight times.

However, the next day, the meat in the cave was exhausted. When Wang Chan went to cut the bird's meat again, he saw a scattered bone shelf. After two days, the remaining pressure dissipated, and finally he was picked up by some beast and ate it cleanly.

Wang Chan was also a little regretful when he saw it. Yesterday, he didn't take it seriously. After eating bird meat for a day, he felt that the big bird was really different. The energy contained in the flesh and blood was powerful, which was a hundred times more abundant than tiger meat and bear meat. In terms of the nourishing effect alone, it is almost comparable to the century-old ginseng.

It's a pity that the mountain is hot and humid, and no matter how good the meat is, it can't be stored.

Fortunately, in this forest, there are rich products. There are large areas of yellow essence growing in the back of the mountains and rivers. It is a good thing to replenish qi and blood for a long time. Although the taste of raw food is not good, it is also better than that of Ru Mao drinking blood and eating bird meat.

Since then, Wang Chan has meditated and adjusted his breath at night. During the day, he practiced his qi and practiced his body to recuperate. After another three or four days, the trauma finally healed as before, and the bone connection was strong. Only the internal injury was still slow, and it took time to continue to recover. As early as the battle of Baiyunguan, his upper body's clothes were broken and broke through the air. After a hand-to-hand fight with the big bird, he had already been shirtless and bare. At this time, there was no one around, and he had no scruples.

"I don't know anything about the world, and I don't know where the forest is under my feet. When the injury is healed, I will stay for a while and find a way out of this mountain. Otherwise, won't you fail my opportunity?"

Another night, a few rare glimmers of starlight appeared in the sky. In the dark clouds, it flashed and looked very dim. Wang Chan woke up on time when he was in his son. Facing the northern sky, he calmed down, communicated with the star evil spirit, and exercised the magic power of the soldiers.

Although this world is very different from the earth, no matter day or night, the sky is always shrouded in layers of clouds. The light is dim and not bright, but it cannot safely block the stars in the sky. Therefore, even if it is no longer in the original world, Wang Chan can still communicate with the stars here and exercise his magical power. Even the position of the Big Dipper has not changed much! It is still hanging high above the northern sky, but the shape is a little deviated, and it seems to be a little flat.

In the past few days, Wang Chan has been unremittingly. Although the injury is serious, because of the lack of the previous fetters and concerns, he makes him feel clear in his heart, breathe and carry the progress of the week almost a thousand miles a day. His body has a lot of yellow essence herbs to nourish, and the essence in his body is rolling, as if it is about to overflow. In addition, in the mountain forest, the air is fresh and the breath is unprecedentedly pure, which is like a legendary cave for him. If he hadn't practiced boxing and martial arts at this time and couldn't rely on simple hard practice to make a breakthrough, Wang Chan would have even wanted to stay here for the rest of his life and not leave.

After a few more days like this, on this day, the sky was bright, and Wang Chan faced the eastern vomit gas in the open space in front of the cave. As soon as a mouthful gas spewed out of the body, he suddenly heard a roar, which was mixed with another kind of sharp gloomy, straight through the eardrums from the depths of the woods on one side of the sound. Up, the birds flew around, and I saw the vegetation shaking in all directions, and I didn't know how many beasts were running away.

"Oh, there are also tigers here? What can have such momentum? Under a roar, birds and beasts look at the wind and flee? It happened that I was eating yellow essence these days, and the birds faded out of my mouth. I'll make a fire later and eat some cooked food!"

Wang Chan's heart moved. He immediately picked up a big gun, wrapped himself in sword light, and passed through the forest. In a short time, he saw seven or eight tigers in a wasteland in the forest. With a glance, he saw that these tigers were smooth and undamaged. Only their heads were broken by something. In the hole, all the brains and brains inside were licked.

After a further move, one or two miles away, I saw a big worm with a white forehead hanging neck, facing a monster the size of an ape. This thing is no more than three feet high. It bends its waist and stands up straight. It is not as tall as the tiger opposite it, and there is only one leg under it, but it leaps like flying, coming and going like electricity. Every roar in the mouth is sharp and harsh to the extreme. On the contrary, it forces the tiger to retreat repeatedly, and there is no way to survive.

"Shan Xiao? I can't imagine the legendary thing. I can still see it here!"

In ancient Chinese legends, the mountain squid is a kind of mountain monster, shaped like a child, with a single foot backwards and a night happy prisoner. Wang Daliangzi's private collection of books is mostly good ancient books. Wang Chan has nothing to do. He has been reading these books over and over for a long time. Now as soon as he sees the appearance of this monster, his eyes suddenly flashes and immediately recognizes it. He can't help but feel very curious.

The ancients recorded that although there was always an exaggeration because of the limited level of knowledge, it was by no means groundless. However, today's people receive different education and advocate the elimination of superstition, so they completely overthrow it from beginning to end. In fact, it is also biased.

Wang Chan himself is a superstition in superstition. He is obsessed with boxing and practicing his magic power. Of course, he won't think so. What's more, this is no longer the earth. He has even experienced the broken void and crossing time and space. What else can't happen?

The idea moved and scattered the sword light. As soon as Wang Chan just landed, the mountain Xiao and the tiger in the confrontation suddenly saw a person flying out of the woods, and they were all stunned. Then the fierce tiger suddenly roared. The flat wind rose and turned around and left, but the mountain Xiao on the opposite side squeaked and spit out of his mouth with a brush. A long tongue, like a frog preying on insects. The tongue looks forward, and the big tiger is like a lightning strike. A big hole is broken in the middle of the forehead, and then a roll is sizzling. The next moment, all the brains in the tiger's head are swept away and clean.

"It is recorded in the book that Shan Xiao is powerful and can crack tigers and leopards. It lives for a long time and feeds on the brains of humans and beasts. Unexpectedly, the real killer is his tongue!"

The species in this world are extremely tough. Even an ordinary pheasant is bloodthirsty and aggressive, not to mention a beast like a tiger. Before Wang Chan's meeting, the tiger was seven or eight meters long from beginning to end. He was more than one person tall on all his limbs. His surname was fierce, which was something he had never seen and heard of before. Such a fierce beast only deserves to be someone else's ration. Counting the few tiger corpses I saw before, this mountain scorpion, which is the size of a child, has killed at least a dozen of them this time, which is really fierce.

In particular, this mountain Xiao hit fatally. After sucking the tiger's brain, he actually clicked his mouth and looked at Wang Chan. His eyes were full of green light and he was ready to move. Obviously, he also regarded Wang Chan as his prey.

However, like this kind of monster, they are all monsters in the mountains. They have known the spiritual name for a long time. At this time, it seems that Wang Chan is not easy to provoke. Although he is moved and wants to eat his opponent, he instinctively resists his own idea. After a long time, when he looked at Wang Chan again, he began to scratch his ears and cheeks and became restless.

In the end, seeing that Wang Chan had not acted, the monster squeaked strangely, and finally couldn't suppress the greed in his heart. He jumped with one leg and rushed up quickly as the wind. Wang Chan smiled and did not move in place. He brushed two sounds and flew out of two white lights. Taibai Jianwan was twisted out of thin air. At that time, the mountain Xiao trembled all over his body. The light of the sword penetrated into his body, twisted his internal organs, and fell out of hiszhang.

And this mountain Xiao is not worthy of the name of a monster. It has rough skin and thick flesh. Compared with the big bird, it is better than that. It was twisted by Wang Chan's two swords. Although it died on the spot, it did not cut into a few pieces. It just flew around the hair outside, breaking through the mouths, revealing a trace of cyan flesh and blood inside.

"Good boy, the muscles are like iron. Sure enough, they are born with different species. It's just a tonic!" With the previous experience, Wang Chan did not divide it on the spot this time. With a roll of sword light, he rolled up the tiger corpse on the ground, picked up the mountain Xiao, and returned to the cave.

This mountain squid is originally first-class. Adhering to the depths of the mountain, the aura of the mountains and rivers are born, which is very different from ordinary flesh and blood. When swallowed into the abdomen, most of them will be absorbed by essence. There are very few dregs. After eating this mountain squid, and after another six or seven days, Wang Chan's internal injury finally recovered as before. The inner breath is rolling, and the muscles and bones are strong. It's better than before.

If so, after another three or four months, Wang Chan refined his qi in the mountains, swallowed the haze, and practiced his magic power. He only felt that his own body was surging like beads, and the nodes were running through. Under his whole body, he had no ability to penetrate the ends. His flesh and blood were pure as crystal clear as crystals. He knew that his kung fu had finally made another step. With the ability to return the elixir in the Taoist qi refining, a golden elixir exists in the abdomen, shining brightly, like a diamond glass.

Among them, he also took advantage of the gap to explore the southeast and northwest for a while. As soon as he went hundreds of miles, he simply moved the ground, rolled up the stone tablet, and looked for another place to live. Along the way, he hunted the fruit belly, and did not need to hunt with a flying sword. He only used a big gun in his hand and kept practicing the "breaking the military killing method", which is said to be the night, and the white word was to practice gun to refine gas. Communicate with the stars at night, wholeheartedly, like a madman.

This mountain forest seems to have no end. Wang Chan walked and stopped for months. What he saw was the same dense forest as before, and the forest was full of beasts and poisonous insects. There was no trace of people at all. The species that could only be seen in the book before, this I also saw a lot of things during this period of time, as usual.

What mountain monsters, bears, tigers and leopards, I don't know how much they were killed by Wang Chan all the way.

"The stone tablet and Tiangan stone are both obtained by Wang Chongyang's encounter with immortals, but they can connect the space and send me here. This in itself shows that the world is very different from before. Now I have seen so many mountain monsters, nine out of ten. Here I can also get what I want and find those so-called immortals!" Wang Chan has been thinking about it for a long time. After coming here for a few months, he has gradually become familiar with it.

He has no relatives now. He is full of food alone, the whole family is not hungry, and there are no extra troubles. Once settled down, the first thing to do is to practice the magic power of the soldiers in the "Arctic Beidou Ziwei Sutra" to prevent people from being unfamiliar and unexpected accidents, which cannot ensure their own safety.

After this period of hard practice, Wang Chan led the star evil into his body, and his muscles and veins were extremely tough. Another month later, he was finally able to run through the military star in the Liquan gun at will. With a casual move, it was a cold starlight, which could be vertically and horizontally more than ten feet at will, although it could fly out of miles than Taibai Jianwan. Killing people, but after practicing to this extent, Wang Chan believed that he could poke a sword fairy like Sun Taizhen to death.

At this moment, Taishang's destruction of the military killing method has become a small success, and it can't improve its power in any case in a short period of time. There is no need to continue to stay here.

Just leave, but the stone tablet is a trouble. You can't go anywhere with a three- or four-meter-high stone tablet! After thinking about it over and over again, Wang Chan took down the seven Tiang stones on the tablet, carefully put them in his pocket, put them close to him, sealed the stone tablet into a cave, blocked it with a big stone, made a mark, and waited until he came out of the mountain forest, and said that it was not too late to look for it.

As soon as the sky was bright, Wang Chan picked up a big gun, rolled it up with sword light, and flew straight south. The sword light flies, and the speed is extremely fast. Wang Chan is now very powerful. He can fly two or three thousand miles away in half a day, and then he is mentally exhausted. Then he disperses the sword light, steps on the treetops, hikes, and then thousands of miles in half a day. In the evening, he casually hunted a fierce beast seen along the way, made a bonfire, and roasted the fruit belly. In this way, for more than a month, he looked down from a high altitude. Wang Chan finally saw a plain in the sky in the distance. The water moored horizontally, dots, and the light reflected into his eyes, as if it were night. In the late sky, the stars twinkled, connecting into a slender horse, like the stars in the sky falling into the world.

"Wow, it's finally out!" The unchanging scenery for dozens of days has long made people tired of it. As soon as Wang Chan saw the water in front of him, he suddenly felt a burst of joy in his heart. He quickly waved his body, and the sword light slanted down.

The ground under the feet is full of waist-deep weeds, and there are still some hills and mountains, but the trees growing around are much shorter, and occasionally mixed with many low shrubs. From time to time, a stream passes through the grass. The land is soft, and it is a faint smell of rotten smell when it touches the nose.

"Oh, no! Is there someone in front of you? Wang Chan's ears suddenly moved, and he saw a black cloud rolling over more than ten miles away. Behind him, there were shadows leaping like flying. In the meantime, he faintly saw cold light and cold electricity, and the lightning shook. It turned out to be two groups of people, chasing and fleeing, walking and killing, which made Wang Chan stunned.

"It's a magic weapon!" After staring at it for a moment, Wang Chan was shocked and inexplicably surprised.

These two groups of people are like the wind. Although they keep fighting, they chase and escape, and the speed is extremely fast. A person in front of him, wearing a Taoist robe and smoking under his feet, holding his whole body flying more than ten feet from the ground, moving like a horse. Between his thoughts, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and there was a black light flying around, brushing... The light swaying, but it was also a flying sword.

A group of people behind, twelve or three, one with helmets and armor, burqa straps, like ancient Chinese military generals, with a strong military atmosphere. Everyone has a large knife more than seven feet long, shaped like a wild goose. Between the vertical leaps, these soldiers ejection and the momentum is like flying, although they can't fly like the people in front of them. But it can also jump down and collapse more than ten feet high. When the knife light passes, it splits out seven or eight feet of knife lights, like thunder and lightning, tearing the atmosphere of the sky, forcing the man to resist back and forth with a flying sword.

It's just that these big swords don't seem to dare to touch the flying swords. They only intersperse in the back and hurt people with knife gas. The two groups of people rolled and rolled, and finally fought together in front of a hill. The man was forced to fall to the ground for some reason. Unexpectedly, he fought with these pursuers. For a moment, the swords and shadows were as strong as the tide, and the mountains, rocks, plants and trees immediately turned into powder as soon as they met.

Looking at it from afar, I felt that the sword spirit was fierce. This man's sword control seemed to be more powerful than Sun Taizhen's.

"Black Wind Taoist! You are undercover beside the marquis, stealing secrets. You deserve to die. Hand over the Danshu iron certificate, and I can be the master to keep your whole body!"

The thunderous roar came out of the mouth of a strong man who was the leader of the pursuers.

" Nie Gai! I ran away all the way. You think the Taoist is really afraid of you! I still don't pay attention to the black armor Xuanmingwei of a small team. Just now, I just got out of danger as soon as possible. It's ridiculous that I still followed him. I really don't know whether to live or die!"

The black wind Taoist suddenly laughed, the laughter rolled like thunder, the black clouds rolled under his feet, and jumped up, and he was three or five feet high. His feet were empty, as if walking on the ground. Suddenly, a large volume of black smoke quickly spread under him. Then the man stretched out his hand and pointed, and the black sword light was like a snake coming out of the hole, winding around. The smell in the black smoke is stench.

"Yongding Marquis, killed dissidents, and wiped out hundreds of sects in ten years, so as to be given Danshu iron certificate by the emperor to show great achievements. Now it is in my hands, it depends on how he is. Although I can't kill him, as soon as the news is released, the court will immediately arrest him and kill him! Hahaha, it also shows my disgust.

(to be continued)