Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Xiao Chen stood still and stood still. For the thunderbolt knife method that mastered the thunderous environment, it was expected to be very powerful, but there was also some surprise at the current power.

He believed that if he fully mastered the knife technique, no one in Wuzheng would be his enemy except some of the late peaks of Wuzheng.

Retracting his thoughts, Xiao Chen looked back and found that Gaoxiang was covering his chest, lying in pain on the ground, his lips were dark and his lips were shaking constantly, which was a symptom of poisoning.

Xiao Chen quickly walked over and asked Zhang Li next door: “What's wrong with him? ”

The expression on Zhang's face, very sad, the voice was a little trembling, explained to Xiao Chen what happened.

Originally, during the sudden attack by Shadow Demon, the slowest of the three men to go high, plus the wound has not recovered, was immediately inserted into the chest by a sharp five fingers of Shadow Demon.

The wound was not very deep. At first, he didn't care about the high altitude. He often practiced outside. Similar wounds were encountered. The physical condition of the martial artist was not fatal at all.

But I didn't expect the Shadow Demon's attack to be accompanied by chronic poison. By the time he reacted, the poison had spread all over his body and could not be forced out.

Ki Heng asked beside him: "Ye Chen, can you do something? ”

Xiao Chen shook his head, repaired the Dan medicine on the whole, there are antidote Dan medicine, unfortunately Xiao Chen has not had time to refine it, it is impossible to find out the method at all.

Perhaps the cloud will have a way, and Xiao Chen suddenly came up with this idea in his mind, which is a strange feeling, purely an intuition.

Yun Kexin had already arrived early, only to observe the situation of the high altitude very carefully, did not speak, at this moment Xiao Chen's eyes sensed.

"I do have six detoxifying dans," shook his head. "I can only save him if the poison has infiltrated the bone marrow and heart, unless someone from the medical holy family comes to me personally, or if there is a fairy-grade sacred medicine that is over a thousand years old. ”

Gao Xiang said, his painful face slowly showed a gentle expression, bitterly smiled: “I started practicing at the age of six, I entered the Heavenly Knife Palace at the age of 16, now at the age of 26, I have been cultivated by Chinese martial arts, so I died, I am unhappy! ”

As the light returned, the painful expression on his face suddenly disappeared completely, his face began to moisten red, and he removed the package behind him.

In Zhang Li's hand, he muttered: “This is the demonic nucleus I came all the way to get. I thought that after I went out, I could exchange some intermediate spirit stones. It will be cultivated to the peak of Wuzheng, China. Now it can only be cheap for you. ”

“The path of the martial arts is already full of ruggedness, and anyone who steps on it should actually have thought of such a day. What happened to me was a wake-up call, and no battle can ever be paralyzed. ”

After he finished his speech, his eyes revealed a kind of decisiveness, and the next moment he transported his final energy, directly breaking his heart and dying.

Choosing your own is a somewhat sad way of dying.

When the death of Gao Xiang makes people feel a bit of sympathy and sadness, they also think of themselves.

Heavenly Martial Continent, with respect to the strong, the weak in the eyes of the superior, like ants, kill if you want to, a dissatisfied can trample on your dignity.

It is in such cruel circumstances that every martial artist enjoys every means of constantly painstakingly cultivating and pursuing the path of the strong.

But this road is too difficult. In addition to facing all kinds of obvious fights of the same kind, we must be careful when practicing to avoid losing lives in the hands of demonic beasts.

Life is too fragile on this road, and this mission is also an exercise. But the result is that six people in the team have lost their lives completely.

Xiao Chen whispered a real burst of violet lightning over the soaring corpse, which burned quickly.

Burying corpses in the forest in situ has proved to be a wrong way and will only be exploited by the enemy, so there is nothing wrong with Xiao Chen's behavior.

Looking at the burning corpse in high altitude, the cloud flashed a slightly less perceptible and complex eye, but it flashed away, no one noticed.

After a moment, the cloud can calmly say: “Rest for half an hour, then continue on the road. ”

In the forest, the same killings take place elsewhere.

Murongchung, the shadow fluctuated in the air and caused a clear breeze for a while. A moment later, the knife appeared and a man in blood was cut directly into pieces.

The blood family body, which could have fused together immediately, could no longer be fused and completely turned into a corpse.

Murong had no expression on his cold face, wiped the blood on the blade clean, brushed, and the long knife returned to the sheath.

The splinter bloodline bodies on the ground exploded and turned into a beach of blood water, shooting all over the sky.

Behind Murong Chung, there were two teammates with black lips and an ugly look on the ground. It is also chronically and severely poisoned by Shadow Demons, spreading all over the body, there is no cure.

“Brother Murong, is there any way you can save my brother, he is dying.” A disciple of Gangyu Peak said anxiously.

Murong shook his head without speaking, carefully hiding the nucleus left behind by the blood men on the ground. Then hold the knife and do it alone, closing your eyes and restoring strength.

The life of a warrior, like an ant, if not powerful, can only be laid into cannon ashes. Murong said lightly in his heart, so he had no choice but to be strong, otherwise he would be like these people.

……

On a cliff, in a majestic palace, on a bloody throne. A bloody demon dressed in a bloody red cape, with a golden yellow glass in his hand, sits faceless on it.

In detail, the face of the blooddemon is not much different from that of the general human youth, but the pale face, those blood-red eyes, infinitely murderous, makes people not cold.

Beneath the hall, twelve tall columns were erected on both sides, and ten bloody demons in bloody clothes stood beside them.

The Blood Demon will put a golden yellow glass on his mouth and gently sip it over his lips, leaving a blood-red mark.

Turns out it's not a good wine at all, it's a bright red glass of human blood, most likely left behind by the disciple who was captured by Skyknife.

The Blood Demon will gently wipe away the blood from his mouth and show an intoxicating look on his face, faintly saying: "Delicious human blood, which has not been tasted in this space for more than two decades. ”

Bell!

In the lobby, suddenly anxious came a bloody demon, walking forward and kneeling under the throne.

Sincerely, “My Lord, the Shadow Demon sent out has been wiped out. As you wish, I sent all the blood demons in the palace three hours ago. ”

“Because it's Lord Demon General, you're closed, so now it's time to announce. ”

The blooddemon smiled slightly on his face, putting a golden yellow glass of wine on the table by the throne, and said slightly: "No wonder, unexpected things, dog-like things. I don't expect to have any effect. Why is bitterness here just a projection, even a dog is worse, even less concerned. ”

“You go down first, you do well, as long as you can block that group of people for a day and wait for the ceremony to complete, it doesn't matter. ”

The man on his knees hurried up and, after thanking him, left the lobby quickly.

The Blood Demon will hold the glass again in his hands, red eyes revealing a deterrent light, draining the blood from the glass, coldly said: "One day, with just one day, I can turn the Skyknife Palace back into ruins. ”

“Really, I'm afraid you don't have the chance?” In the lobby, a cold mockery burst out of nowhere.