Chapter 18 Don't move like a mountain

"Boo-bo!" The crystal jade-like sword blade scattered and black gas split on hundreds of white bone skeletons, bursting a cluster of demonic dead light.

The white bone skeleton is extinguished and alive in the dead, born and destroyed, and is dancing wildly.

The black dead air gradually drowned the sword light of Cangyun Yuanchen and swallowed up Chu Tian's figure.

Chu Tian's thigh hurt, and a white bone skeleton opened its mouth and bit his muscles and began to eat blood crazily.

"Bang!" Chu Tian smashed the white bone skeleton with one punch, and countless bright white fragments scattered in the air.

But then more white bone skeletons rushed up and bit his body to extract his blood.

Chu Tian's spiritual consciousness has not found the immovable mountain seal in the depths of the void, and even if he finds it, there is no extra time to refine! There is no way back here and now. Chu Tian seems to hear Death roaring and summoning himself.

He crossed his heart and suddenly flew and drove thousands of white bone skeletons to jump to the real Mingjiu evil pool!

"Puff!" As soon as Chu Tian's figure fell into the pool, countless white bone skeletons around him burst out with painful wailing. A mass of blood-colored evil spirits agitated and swallowed these skeletons in an instant, and the refined essence floated in the pool like silk.

"Hung--" Yuanchen Baozhu rudely sucked the essence of the white bone skeleton, and her vitality continued to recover.

Chu Tian's feeling is that life is worse than death. His body seems to melt in the pool, and countless small blood mouths are cracked on his skin. If it hadn't been for the protection of Cangyun Yuanchen's sword spirit, he would have turned into green smoke.

Even so, he can't hold on for five seconds in the real Mingjiu evil pool!

How long is five seconds? Maybe it's just a breath, but for Chu Tian, it's a life and death.

"Boom!" Yuanchen Baozhu, which was supplemented by a large amount of white bone skeleton essence, bloomed, and the sleeping sword spirit appeared from the depths of the void, spitting out a large amount of aura.

Chu Tian's spiritual consciousness suddenly grew, like the tide of the sea, and a golden peak suddenly appeared in the void.

"This is..."

In the cloudy snow, you can see the light and shadow of a golden peak slowly rising in the roaring blood waves.

As soon as the dead air around it touches the golden light and shadow, it dissipates one after another. Some white bone skeletons can't avoid it, and it also turns into a wisp of black silk in the light and shadow, disappearing in the Yuanchen pearl.

"It's as motionless as a mountain seal!" The snow flowed low, and a touch of blood flowed from the corners of his lips.

Nearly half of the skeleton's dead gas was refined and absorbed by Yuanchen Baozhu, and it was difficult for him to bear the order of the traction of the air machine.

"Ah--" There was a sharp roar in his throat, returning the remaining skeleton to his body.

Chu Tian's whole body was shrouded in a mountain seal, and slowly walked out of the Zhenming Jiushachi.

He found that unlike the Bodhi Moon Seal, he had to consume a lot of his true qi to stimulate the golden light and shadow to protect his body.

In other words, he must constantly inject Fandu magic gas into the mountain seal to show the golden peak body.

But at this moment, Chu Tian did not hesitate. When he came out of the Zhenming Jiusha Pool, he had seen the dawn of victory!

"Dang!" Yin Xueliu finally showed his last killer mace and pulled out the "black blood real knife" from behind and chopped it on the mountain mark.

The light and shadow of the golden peaks shook, and black mercerized cracks appeared on the surface, which was a sign of being invaded by the black blood.

But Chu Tian was safe and sound under the protection of the mountain seal. His eyes locked on the shadow of Yin Xueliu. Cang Yun Yuanchen's sword was suddenly inserted into the real Ming Jiusha pool, and then a "six-in-one" swept all directions!

"Wang--" A bunch of thick and round blood waves rose to the sky, and under the guidance of the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword, it was like a frenzy rushing to the snow.

With the strength of Yin Xueliu's cultivation, he dares not shake it head-on with the spirit of Zhenmingjiu.

His figure retreated quickly, and the black blood really moved the light and shadow like mountains in front of him.

"Bum bang bang!" The nine evil spirits beat the shore, and the impact made a deafening roar on the shadow of the knife.

Layers of black light and shadow were shattered by the nine evil spirits, and the cloudy snow flow kept retreating and being forced to a dead corner.

"Don't you like the smell of blood?" Cangyun Yuanchen's sword split into the Zhenming Jiusha Pool, stirring up two magnificent blood waves, like the angry dragons shooting from left and right to the cloudy snow.

Yin Xueliu's face turned pale. The dead spirit of the skeleton just now almost killed half of the real yuan he had worked hard to cultivate. At this moment, his strength has been greatly reduced.

Even so, he still has an unreachable cultivation. Black blood really opened his bow left and right, cutting off the two waves of blood that soared!

"Wow--" His clothes melted and peeled off under the corrosion of Jiusha Yinqi, and his skin and black snow were covered with a faint layer of blood.

"This errand is really a big loss!" He sighed, and two clusters of light suddenly burst out of his eyes. He shouted in a low voice, "Blood recommendation Xuanyuan!"

"Wow--" A black gas burst out of his body again, but it was more gloomy than the last time. Unexpectedly, he did not hesitate to urge Zhenyuan to use the ultimate kill skill!

The black-blooded real knife light swallowed and flashed, and a dark light full of pungent and bloody smell bulged, which blended with the shadow of the gloomy and snow.

At this moment, his man is a knife, and a knife is a man!

The body knives are one, and there are rows of black light knives in the air, like mountains and forests, pressing towards Chu Tian with an unstoppable fear.

Chu Tianshen is calm, and the real body of the dark and snow flow is firmly locked in the gorgeous light and shadow of the spiritual senses. Cangyun Yuanchen's sword thunders in all directions, rolled up a roll of nine crazy and splits like a mountain knife shadow.

"Boom!" First of all, the nine evil spirits hit the layers of knife shadows, like beads splashing away.

Then the black knife shadow was hit like a mountain seal, and a black hole was pierced.

"Keng!" The real body of Cangyun Yuanchen Sword and the black blood real knife collided head-on, turning into a white light flying into the sky and inserting the top of the ancient cave.

"Puff!" The blade sank slightly and continued to **, and Chu Tian's left waist penetrated from behind.

The strange thing is that what Yin Xueliu saw from Chu Tian's eyes was not despair and fear, but a strange smile.

An inappropriate premonition suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, as if the prey had stepped into the death trap set by the hunter.

But he didn't have time to react. Chu Tian suddenly opened his arms and hugged Yin Xueliu's shoulder tightly. The two limbs were intertwined and fell into the Zhenming Jiusha Pool!

"Puff!"

It does not move like a mountain seal and shrinks rapidly, turning into a circle of golden light covering Chu Tian's whole body.

Yin Xueliu didn't have such good luck. He woke up, but it was too late. Chu Tian's knife was not in vain. He exchanged a close lock for an opportunity to drag Yin Xueliu into the pool!

Yin Xueliu tried his best to urge Zhenyuan to protect his body from the attack of Jiusha Yinqi, while striving to jump upwards.

However, Chu Tian held him back, but he refused to let go!

His mind gradually blurred, and the blood in front of him could not see the surrounding scene clearly. He only felt that his body was sinking in the endless abyss, and then sinking...

Suddenly, a fierce roar sounded in his ear. Chu Tian tried his best to open his eyes and saw that the cloudy body had been rotten to a thousand holes, and the blood of the big beach gushed out of his body and mixed with the pool water.

The struggle of Yin Xueliu became weaker and weaker, and he actually smiled at Chu Tian when he was dying.

"I still tasted your blood..."

As if the light came back, he suddenly broke away from Chu Tian's arm and pulled out the black-blooded real knife, and sent the bloody blade to his mouth. He sucked the tip of his tongue greedily and said, "It's so delicious..."

"Puff!" The blade returned and cut his throat, and the body lost the protection of true qi and quickly melted away.

A wisp of black essence rose from the blood pool and was collected into the Yuanchen treasure beads.

"Hung--" Cangyun Yuanchen Sword obtained the blood flowing from the cloud and snow, and the aura improved rapidly.

In the depths of Yuanchen Baozhu, a Danwan as brilliant as Jinyang is gradually becoming clear, which is the invulnerable "eternal seal"!

But Chu Tian no longer has even a trace of remaining strength to collect and refine it.

He used his last bit of strength to turn over and escape from the Zhenming Jiusha Pool, lying on the edge of the pool and gasping. The motionless mountain marks on the body disappeared, the wound on the left waist was very painful, and the internal organs had been severely damaged by the knife gas.

Three serious injuries in a row in a few days, even the Iron King Kong is unbearable.

He felt that his thoughts were slowly ethereal, and strangely recalled many of the previous scenes. These scenes are chaotic and come and disappear.

He vaguely saw his parents slowly floating above the top of the cave and wading to himself with a smile.

"Dad, Mom--"

Chu Tian called gently, and he didn't know anything when it was dark in front of him.

In his sleep, Chu Tian had a lot of dreams. He had beautiful dreams and nightmares, but he couldn't wake up.

He felt that his body seemed to be floating in the clouds. For a while, the storm was cold and trembling, and for a while, the wind was beautiful and warm.

I don't know how many days after this, he finally slowly regained consciousness and found that he was still alive.

Then he woke up from time to time, and the injury on his body gradually healed and recovered from sleep.

After a few more days, Chu Tian was already lucky to meditated, and his injury quickly improved.

After such a close death experience, Chu Tian became more aware of the value of life.

If you want to survive in this troubled world of the jungle, and if you want to find Qinger, you must make your cultivation stronger and extremely strong.

While recuperating from his wounds, he joined the sword and realized the way. He didn't feel that he had a long moon.

Spring and summer outside the cave, there are green flowers everywhere, but Chu Tian is dedicated to cultivation and doesn't know it at all.

In the evening of that day, he finally successfully collected the ancient seal in the Yuanchen pearls. He stood up in a comfortable mood and decided to walk outside the cave.

Through the waterfall at the mouth of the cave, the twilight of the mountains and hundreds of birds return to their nests, adding a little more tranquility.

Chu Tian lazily opened his arms and stretched out his waist. He felt refreshed and lively, and his injury had basically healed.

The distant mountains are hidden, a round of red sun slowly sinks in the setting sun, and the afterglow sprinkles all over the green mountains and blue water.

Chu Tian was fascinated and couldn't help thinking of the summer in the distant cliff mountain.

In a trance, he suddenly felt something. He drew his sword and danced alone in front of the roaring waterfall, and the little sword heart surged into his heart, let alone any miscellaneous thoughts.