Chapter 225 Jedi

Yan Song only felt hot pain all over his body, which was a feeling of being burned by the flames, as if he were in a big stove. The burning flame only burned through his heart and bone marrow through the skin, until he completely lost consciousness...

In a daze, his mind is full of information about the martial soul of mythical beasts, dragon claws, dragon palms, dragon fingers, eight steps of Tianlong... After all the moves are complete, the broken martial soul is basically taken away, and the last thing he wants to look for is the dragon ruler wood surrounded by the dragon. The so-called ruler wood is the dragon ball. It is said that if the dragon wants to fly, it must have ruler wood. Without it, the dragon will not be able to fly, and at the same time, it will lose its spiritual power.

The ruler wood grows on the dragon head, which is probably equivalent to the position of the mud pill palace between the human eyebrows, but in the information presented in Yan Song's mind, the dragon head and the dragon body are connected, and the ruler wood is separated from them, just like the broken dragon soul before.

For Yan Song, once he finds the ruler wood and integrates it into his body, then the broken dragon soul such as the dragon claw dragon body can be fused together to form a real dragon soul. In that way, he will have his own martial soul like other Xuan practitioners, and it is also the dragon martial soul!

When he opened his eyes, he found that it was dark in front of him and he didn't know where he was. He patted his head and felt drowsy. He could vaguely remember that he seemed to be in the hands of the fire cloud sword master, and finally fell off the cliff from the flying peak. Am I at the bottom of the Moon Sea? Yan Song took it for granted, because the end of his rapid fall at that time was the moon sea that flew to the peak and pulled out the water.

But he couldn't figure out that if it was seawater, he would not drown. I'm afraid he was also eaten by some water monsters. How could he still be alive? Moreover, he touched the surroundings, empty and there was no water at all.

He suddenly realized that he could also use his spiritual power to explore his surroundings! He scattered his spiritual power. Within five meters, it was full of void. Except for the flat ground under his feet, within ten meters, it was full of void. Within 50 meters, it was full of void. Within 100 meters, it was full of void...

Finally, he found that in addition to the slippery flat land under his feet, within 100 meters, within 200 meters, it was full of void, above, front and back, left and right, not even a leaf, not a single extra stone! Because it is too dark and there is no light, his eyes can't see anything at all, and his spiritual power seems to have no use for this void. He still feels strange and afraid of everything around him!

This is a feeling he has never felt before! Although he couldn't see it, every time he inadvertently closed his eyes, it seemed that countless flying swords appeared around him and shot at him together, and a breath of death enveloped his heart all the time.

In the end, he couldn't stand the absolute silence and absolute emptiness. He let go of his throat and shouted. As a result, after waiting for a long time, there was no echo! He couldn't help but be stunned: "Am I dead? Is this...hell?" The breath of death that has been lingering around him has to make him think about this. There is no vitality, no sound, no superfluous things here. It feels like hell!

But he thought again: "No, isn't there a ghost in hell, as well as a sea of blood, bone mountains, bull's head and horse faces... I don't seem to have seen Naihe Bridge, and I haven't seen Meng Po?" After two clicks, Yan Song slapped himself violently. While shouting when he felt pain, he was shocked again. He couldn't help touching his face with both hands...

"Ah! How could this happen!" He shouted heartbreakingly, repeated the action of stroking his face with his hands in disbelief, rubbed it back and forth several times, and he lost his voice again, "My face! How can my face be like this!" From the touch of his hand, he felt that his face had been burned like coke, with ravines and potholes... He was disfigured!

Although for boys, they generally don't pay much attention to their own appearance, it doesn't mean that they don't care about it. No matter how stupid people are, they also know how important their appearance is to them. Take love as an example. Although there is the possibility of beautiful women matching beasts, in most cases, beautiful women still like handsome men, at least It's obvious. Out of thin air, a disfigured ugly monster emerged. Unless the beautiful woman is a thousand-year-old demon or something, she will never have the courage to accept such a person!

"Ah--" Yan Song couldn't help shouting again, and then ran forward regardless of the direction. He didn't know how long he had run. Suddenly, he was tripped over by a stubborn stone-like thing under his feet. He was stunned and immediately became alert. He overflowed his spiritual strength again and found that it was a pointed rock, like an ice hanging upside down on the ground. Yan Song suddenly found many such rocks nearby, and without exception, they were all lying on the ground, and above his head was still empty.

Ding-Yan Song pricked up his ears and did not move. He heard the sound of water. After a while, another jingle came to his ears. At present, Yan Song seemed to have caught a life-saving straw and followed the sound. He didn't know how far he had run out. His spiritual power caught a small pool at a certain moment, and at the same time, a touch of light appeared in front of him!

Yan Song came to the edge of the pool. Through the faint light, he could see that this was a small pool water. It was said that the pool water was too high. To be honest, it was just a puddle of water. The state was like throwing urine on the flat ground, but the urine was too big, if it was really embarrassing. That should also be the urine of giant-level characters.

However, Yan Song didn't smell anything. He stepped on the "small pool" and "the pool water" had just lost his upper. At this time, another tinkling sound came to his ears. He followed the sound and saw that in the faint light, a crystal drop of water was bouncing up on the ground. He hurried forward and looked up!

At this look, Yan Song found that the faint light was shot down on his head, which was the same path as the water drop just now! He tried. As long as he took two steps to the side, he could not see anything. Only by standing in that specific position could he see the skylight on his head, and faintly, as if there was a breeze blowing down from above.

Yan Song immediately thought that it was the exit. At the same time, he realized that he might have fallen into a crevice or some other strange terrain. After moving his muscles and bones, Yan Song suddenly felt so tired that he realized that there was nothing in his abdomen. He opened the ring and wanted to take some food out to eat, but suddenly found that when he and Long Ruoxi left Wang Shui's house to look for the food stored in the martial soul, it actually tasted!

He remembers correctly. Wang Shui said that those fish were made by their fisherman's special craft, and it would not be a problem to put them for two months and would never smell rotten. After smelling the fish smell again, Yan Song was really difficult to swallow, but there was no other food at present. His abdomen was hungry and painful, and he couldn't care so much at present. He closed his eyes, picked up his nose, stuffed those foods into his mouth, took a few bites and swallowed them, and then lay on the ground and drank a few sips of water.

After resting for a while, Yan Songqiang suppressed the fishy smell in his mouth, drank a few mouthfuls of water and rinsed his mouth again. Then, he picked up Xuanqi and was ready to walk out of Tianlong eight steps and leave this place from the skylight above. However, with his luck, he suddenly found that he didn't know when he had broken through the realm of Xuanzong!

Yan Song was a little embarrassed. On the one hand, he was inexplicably disfigured and difficult to see, and his heart was sad and helpless, but on the other hand, he inexplicably broke through the realm of Xuanzong! He really doesn't know whether he should be happy for the breakthrough or be depressed for disfigurement. Is it because of the fire cloud sword master, his strong fire attribute Xuanqi not only destroyed my face, but also helped me break through the Xuanzong realm?

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered Long Ruoxi's situation. He was worried. After thinking about it, he stopped running Xuanqi, but came to one side, sat on the ground, and entered the virtual realm of Jade Bodhi. What disappointed him was that he looked for a long time in the blue scroll, but he did not see Long Ruoxi's figure. He sighed. I had to go back to the outside world and try to get out first.