Killing God Chapter 59: Xuanyuan Huantian

He didn't expect that someone could be so stupid and dare to use the body to pick up the flying sword, and he didn't even think that such a guy could not even take a casual blow from himself, so he immediately withdrew the sword when he saw it.

And this move is just as idiotic as Xiao Chen, who he called idiots. How can he take advantage of the situation when he has an advantage? If the opponent still has spare strength and backhand kills, he must Trapped in hell.

This move directly proves that the young man in mai is not deep in the world, and even, he has never been sophisticated, and can see that this person has a kind heart.

"Using Qi to control the sword really lives up to its reputation." Xiao Chen lay on the ground, blood and some fragments of the inner palace flowed out of his mouth as he spoke.

"Xiaochen." Seeing this, Ling Ziling turned pale in shock.

She doesn't know the tactics used by the young man in mai clothing. Originally, in her opinion, even if the opponent is in the middle stage, it will not be much stronger than herself. After practice, Xiaochen can easily take over his flying sword. , even if the opponent is a mid-level cultivator, even if Xiao Chen misses the sword move and suffers some minor injuries, it can be regarded as a lesson for him.

But at the moment, I didn't expect that Xiaochen went from attacking to defeat in just a moment, and it was clear that he was fundamentally injured. He also had some understanding of Xiaochen's physical strength, but still suffering from this serious injury, it can only mean that The opponent's attack is too overbearing.

"Xiaochen, how are you?" Ling Ziling leaped to Xiaochen's side, ignoring the blood-stained red gauze left on the corner of Xiaochen's mouth, and supported Xiaochen against her lap. At this moment, it turned out that one of them was Xiao Hei, who was lying on Ling Ziling's shoulder, and also jumped to the ground, rubbing against Xiao Chen with her furry little head.

In the past, whenever Ling Ziling took the initiative to talk, Xiaochen would never answer, but this time, Xiaochen didn't speak.

Ling Ziling cried, tears dripped and hit Xiao Chen's face, but unfortunately he couldn't see or feel it.

In the panic, Ling Ziling forgot to feed Xiao Chen the healing medicine she was carrying.

"Rabbit, wake up." Ling Ziling said sobbing, "Wake up."

"Don't cry, I didn't know he would be such an idiot." The young man in mai also came to Ling Ziling at this moment. Looking at Xiao Chen who was seriously injured and unconscious and Ling Ziling crying beside him, he felt extremely guilty instead.

"Go away." Ling Ziling said coldly with a black face.

"But..."

"I told you to get out of the way!" The young man in mai was about to speak, but Ling Ziling had already thrown a purple bead, hitting him with a thunderous force.

Young man in linen can naturally see that Ling Ziling has a cultivation base in the early stage of her pregnancy. Facing her angry blow, she didn't dare to hold it big, but she just raised the sword and led the beads to the side, "Why are you people so strange? , I want to say that I have a healing medicine, feed him quickly." After speaking, the young man in mai threw out a small bottle aggrieved.

The small bottle with "Huanyun Dan" written on it accurately flew to Ling Ziling's feet, standing in the soil, and he himself did not turn away.

Ling Ziling didn't dare to use pills that she didn't know, and that others gave Xiaochen to take, but after doing this, she also remembered that she had pills, so she immediately took out the pills from the storage bag, He fed Xiao Chen several kinds at one time.

Xiao Chen was lying in Ling Ziling's arms, eyes closed, but fortunately the sound of breathing had become even.

"Hey, find a place for him to recuperate." Ling Ziling wiped away her tears and said to the young man in linen in the distance.

"Oh." The young man in linen looked happy when he heard the words, like a child who was forgiven for his wrongdoing.

Then, the young man in linen came to Ling Ziling's side, and with his left hand, Xiaochen flew into the sky, and then he continuously tapped his fingers, and the golden sword lights penetrated into Xiaochen's body, repairing the injured internal organs.

"Who are you? How did you come to the Fallen Dragon Valley?" After stabilizing Xiaochen, the young man in linen asked Ling Ziling.

"We are cultivators from Mount Xuanqing, and we're here to find Xuanyuan Tomb." Ling Ziling could also guess that there must be more advanced cultivators here.

"What are you doing with Xuanyuan Tomb?" A look of vigilance appeared on the young man's face.

Ling Ziling couldn't say what she wanted to ask for. Originally, the two of them were just going down the mountain to practice, and they didn't come here for any purpose, just as a stop in the experience. At this moment, the young man in mai asked, but she couldn't answer. come up.

"Forget it, Grandpa will ask you later." The young man in mai took Ling Ziling to a mountain.

Ling Ziling found out that although this valley is surrounded by mountains, it is not a circle, but extends in one direction. At this moment, the young man in linen took her to the foot of a large mountain, and she can't see the foothold just now. prairie.

Xiaochen fell into a coma after spitting out words of admiration. He was injured, he knew better than anyone, and before the sword energy entered his body, he didn't recognize that the young man in sackcloth was not using spirit. Strength, but qi, this is Jian Xiu's unique sword-fighting method, which is much stronger than ordinary flying swords.

Also known as Xiaochen, he possesses the unparalleled Qingming spirit body, plus many years of medicated bathing and training, he can take on the sword of a young man in sackcloth. Instant explosion.

After taking a large amount of Xuanqingshan healing pills, Xiaochen's injury has been controlled. With the powerful repairing function of his half-immortal body, it will not take long for him to recover, but at this moment Xiaochen is caught in a bigger During the crisis, in his spiritual world, a broken ring appeared. This ring did not cause any damage to him, but prevented his Su from coming.

"If the earth is lacking, the sky will make it up, if the sky is lacking, the Tao will make up for it, and if the life is lacking, what should be done to make it up?" A voice that could not tell whether it was a man or a woman came from the ring.

"My life belongs to me, whether there is a shortage or not, it is up to me to make up for it!" After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he was shocked. He didn't know why he said that, and after saying it, he didn't know what it means.

"Is this your way?" The voice sounded again, "Send you, before the lack of land, the lack of fire."

Xiao Chen only felt that there was a way to use magical powers out of thin air in his mind. Before he could check it carefully, his thoughts had been pulled back to reality.

Xiaochen opened his eyes and found himself floating in the air, slowly moving somewhere. Xiao Chen could only see the sky and not Ling Ziling, but he could hear the two talking and knew that the other was a young man in linen.

He didn't speak. He was thinking about what happened in the spiritual world just now. The unknown voice told him what he had given him, that is, the method of using the supernatural powers in his mind. At this moment, he quietly realized Also understand how to use this technique.

This supernatural power called Huo Que has no cultivation limit. The higher the cultivation, the greater the power. The lower the cultivation, it can be used, but its power is limited. For Xiao Chen, who cultivates Qi, this It could not be better. Xiaochen also learned that, in theory, the power of this technique has no end, and it can always increase with cultivation.

Before, Xiaochen's battles depended almost entirely on this tough body, and the people he met were not too strong, even the monk in red who was on the eighth level of qi refining not long ago, and the opponent was also fighting with physical strength. , In addition to being distracted by Xiaochen and unable to exert his cultivation, Xiaochen can win so easily.

But after all, the battle of the fighters is still dominated by spells and magic weapons. Today Xiaochen is entrusted with a big, and being seriously injured by this is the best example. This is because the opponent has no intention of killing. already dead.

Xiaochen doesn't know anything about this supernatural power, he only knows how to use the most basic skills such as palm thunder and extremely limited power. Using it against the enemy is probably just a waste of energy. Xiaochen himself didn't pay attention, but in fact, his body As a servant, his spells are extremely scarce, and even ordinary qi refiners will learn a few spells with slightly higher power.

As for Xiaochen, he initially chose the sword and the qin. The sword art naturally has the ability to hone the mind of the Tao and understand the artistic conception. Not to mention the tactic, this kind of exercise is powerful in the later stage, but it is slightly weak in the early stage of training against the enemy.

Xiaochen's double cultivation of piano and sword is very likely to make it very difficult for him to cultivate or fight against the enemy before the Primordial Spirit Stage. Today, he was seriously injured in a coma, but it was a blessing in disguise. Inexplicably, he learned the art of fire deficiency, and Xiaochen can now use it.

After all, even if he returns to Xuanqing Mountain, there are very few magical powers and spells that can be learned by qi refining disciples, but Xiaochen is not very happy, because he does not know the inner world of the spiritual world and the left chest. What is the same pattern.

If that thing has self-awareness, what is the purpose of the gang, who can send out such magical powers at will, and what can be plotted on himself, and the Qingming Pearl in his body, What is it?

Xiaochen had thought about it before, but didn't go into it. After waking up from this injury and thinking about these problems again, he only felt that all this might not be easy, but the truth behind it was hidden. Today, he is still worse. It's too far to even know what it is, let alone to intervene and change.

Master Ge Shu Xingyun told Xiao Chen that his vitality had been cut off, and he could only survive by relying on Qingming Zhuyin. No matter how many rounds it is, the good things on his head will never come, and the price that he needs to pay is inestimable. It's just what all these things are, and only when they are constantly strong can they have the opportunity to touch them.

As soon as "Xuanling... Uncle Master" opened his mouth, Xiao Chen himself was quite frightened. He knew that he was seriously injured, but he didn't expect it to be like this. When he spoke, his voice

Hoarse and extremely weak, he couldn't even get the strength to finish a sentence in one go.

"Huh?" Ling Ziling, who was advancing, stopped, "Rabbit, you finally woke up."

"How long has he passed out, so he said it's finally..." The young man in mai said something ignorant, causing Ling Ziling to roll his eyes for a while.

"It will be fine in a few days, it's too laborious to talk." Xiao Chen finished the sentence word by word, his whole body was in pain, and one finger

Can't move. "Then take the opportunity to have a quiet meeting, we'll go to Xuanyuan Tomb soon." Seeing Xiaochen's appearance, who was quiet every minute on weekdays, Ling Ziling felt uncomfortable. In contrast, she would rather be haunted by Xiaochen. I was troubled, and I didn't want to see him lying still.

Xiaochen didn't speak again, because he was in a really bad state at this time, it was not easy to wake up, and I didn't know when it would take to fully recover.