Natural Fairy Species Chapter 173

  Chapter 173 Sword Immortal Turns into a Reckless Man

   "Even if the top-notch methods of disintegrating the demons in the magic way, such as the sacrifice of the body and the blood-defying sky art, can't achieve such effects..."

  Meng Shigui is not an uninformed casual cultivator. In his impression, there is no secret method that can instantly increase his strength by so much.

   Moreover, the strange pale true flame that ignited on that person's body didn't burn the real thing, and if it touched a little, it went straight to the sea of ​​consciousness.

  If he hadn't brought the third-order talisman specially guarding the sea of ​​consciousness, he would have lost most of his combat power in pain.

   Burning nearly half of the liquid mana, the invincible concealment strike from the Willow Leaf Sword failed to accomplish its full power.

  Facing the sword wound, he grabbed the flying sword with his bare hands, severely wounding Feijian's spirituality, and no matter how he pushed it, he didn't respond.

   "Even the sea turtle known for its defense doesn't have such physical strength..."

   No bleeding, no pain, unparalleled divine power, and possessed by pale true flames, made Meng Shigui feel terrified.

   "Without the Willow Leaf Sword, my strength has dropped by at least 30%... I won't be able to gain advantage if I continue to fight with this kid. Go back and join the elder, and trouble him again!"

   As soon as the idea of ​​retreat rises, the fighting spirit drops sharply.

  Meng Shigui ran his fingers quickly over his body to stop the pain, and at the same time tore off a talisman, and the torrent washed away to form a ten-foot wave.

  Take out a spare flying sword, the silver sword light rushes up, and shoots in the direction of Zengguang Immortal City.

   "Want to leave? How can there be such a good thing!"

  Bai Zichen only felt that the power in his body seemed endless, and he didn't feel exhausted at all.

  It also turned into an identical silver sword light, accompanied by Lei Yin, directly broke through the wave, and quickly caught up with the delayed distance.

  This time, the flying speed of Meng Shigui Yujian who was injured was not as fast as Bai Zichen, and the distance between the two was shortened rapidly.

   "Boy, don't go too far... Don't think that I don't have the means to fight for my life!"

  Meng Shigui shouted sternly, but in fact he really didn't have many cards.

   A Youlongmen, which was established by eating the leftovers from the Ichthyosaurus, has a total of hundreds of years, how much heritage can it inherit.

  The most quintessential treasures of the Ichthyosaur Sect fell into the hands of Lord Long and the group of big demons who assisted him.

   "I'm afraid you won't dare to risk your life!"

  Bai Zichen was distracted from two purposes, and the bright and bright sword light was airtight. He didn't ask for much damage, as long as he slowed down the speed of the black-faced monk.

  When the distance between the two was close, the Tianxin Sword also ignited pale white true flames, and its flying speed was 30% faster.

  Bai Zichen directly bumped into Meng Shigui with his sword light, and the two tangled in the air and fell quickly.

   Facing a string of mines blasting towards him, he just tilted his head slightly, allowing the mines to explode on him, and took advantage of this time to punch three times with all his strength.

  The first punch smashed a third-order amulet on Meng Shigui's body.

   With the second punch, there was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and the mana, no matter how powerful, melted in front of Pale True Flame.

  The third punch was like a rag bag leaking everywhere, and Meng Shigui was completely limp into a ball.

   Phew!

  The sword light turned, the jade sound and thunder intersected, and a head flew into the sky.

  Falling heavily to the ground from a height of hundreds of feet, Bai Zichen got up like a normal person, with four or five more sword wounds on his body, several blood holes that were blasted and corroded by the mine, and the bones could be seen faintly.

  The sword light was crisscrossed, and the black-faced monk who fell into a human shape was made up two more times, and at the same time, the pale true flame rushed up and burned a circle.

  Generally speaking, the foundation-building cultivator has a weak spiritual sense, and it is impossible for him to survive without a support after his physical body is gone.

  But Bai Zichen will not take this risk, who knows if this person has hidden the secret art of survival, survived in the form of a wisp of soul, and will cause trouble for himself in the future.

  Confirming that the black-faced cultivator could not die any more, Bai Zichen Jianguang picked up the blue storage bag on his waist and the Tianxin sword tied with him.

   He poked the corpse twice with the flying sword, and after confirming that there was nothing there, he quickly dug a deep pit and buried the black-faced monk in it.

   Immediately found the right direction, turned into a sword light and flew away without staying for a moment.

  Who knows how soon this person's companion will come, it's safer to leave earlier.

  Bai Zichen didn't expect this shallow method of hiding corpses to be hidden for long. Even if the monks who have completed the foundation establishment are important disciples in the Nascent Soul Dazong, they will definitely attract Daoist Jiedan to investigate.

  Even if it is burned to ashes, there is still a method of divination and backtracking, and with a little clue, you can find the last place where the same family died.

  Five days later, a large airship landed.

   Several monks came out, holding oil lamps, and scattered to search.

  The leading monk's face was stiff, like a dead face, without any expression.

  He walked a few steps slowly, and suddenly came to a pile of rubble, and the ground was lifted by a wave of his hand, and the soil was piled aside to form a mound.

  A headless corpse lay on the ground, the body was scattered into a mess of mud, and there were marks of sharp weapons.

   "Elder Kuang, it seems to be Brother Meng's body..."

   Junior Brother Sheng, who appeared at the gate of Zengguang Xiancheng at the same time as Meng Shigui, followed behind, saying with a trace of horror.

   "Brother Meng said that day that he seemed to have seen the trace of Yinzhu Sword. He suspected it was a remnant of the Yulong Sect, so he chased it directly... Who would have expected that he would fall here."

  The inland hinterland is indeed more dangerous than the outer sea. No wonder the elders want us to restrain our temper.

  Junior Brother Sheng was a little scared, Meng Shigui was far stronger than himself, and he ended up like this.

   I don't know if he really bumped into the remnants of the Ichthyosaur Sect, or if he provoked someone he shouldn't have.

"Nephew Meng was brutally beaten to death by a ruthless fist. All the bones in his body were broken, and none of them was intact... The murderer was a body cultivator with a perfect foundation. It is very likely that he came from the Nascent Soul Dazong and had a good grasp of supernatural powers. .”

   Boss Kuang Chang inspected the corpse with a dead face and came to a conclusion.

   "The sword wound on his body was made up by that man after Nephew Meng died, but it was used to deceive people, trying to make people think that Nephew Meng died at the hands of a sword repairman, trying to mislead us."

   "It's just a small plan, how can I hide it from Elder Kuang... Then according to you, the murderer should not be a remnant of the Fish and Dragon Sect? Among the core exercises of the Fish and Dragon Sect, there is no special body training exercise."

  Junior Brother Sheng flattered him a little, and asked curiously.

   "It's hard to say. I don't rule out the possibility that the remnants of the Yulong Sect switched to other sects to study arts... There are too many coincidences in this matter. I suspect that the person Nephew Meng met that day is most likely the remnants of the Yulong Sect."

  Elder Kuang felt regretful, if it was really a remnant of the Ichthyosaur Sect, then he would have missed a great opportunity.

"It's a pity that I was talking with fellow members of the Du family that day, so I couldn't pay attention to the disciple's oil lamp. Otherwise, if I found out that Nephew Meng's spirit and soul had disappeared earlier, I might still have a chance to catch up with the murderer. It has been several days now, and the murderer has long been unknown. Fleeing tens of thousands of miles away."

   "Go back to Chilong Island first, and report this matter to the brother in charge... It is related to the remnants of the Yulong Sect, so I must report to Lord Long."

  Elder Kuang's expression is solemn, the five alchemy-level sects of the Ten Thousand Stars Islands are talking about each other, all of them grew up after the destruction of the Fish Dragon Sect.

   To be able to dominate a side in just a few hundred of the outer sea islands where there are many strongmen, the background of relying on it is the fourth-order monster in the deep sea.

  Dragon Lord!

  Bai Zichen only cared about flying with Yujian, and didn't have time to think about other matters.

  What is the origin of the black-faced monk, the harvest in the storage bag, the grievances and entanglements with the Ichthyosaur Sect... etc., all have to be considered after he is completely safe.

   "The body of Liuli Vulcan lasts for an hour. I must find a safe enough place within this time."

   Right now, Bai Zichen is still full of mana and full of energy.

  But he knew in his heart that this was just an appearance, and after the time limit of Liuli Vulcan's body passed, it would be considered good if he still had the ability to take care of himself.

   "The method only said that I would explode my glazed body and return to the first level. I didn't mention other sequelae...but even if there were no serious sequelae, the injuries on my body alone would have killed more than half of my life!"

  Bai Zichen had dozens of wounds all over his body, and the most serious one was naturally the sword wound that almost pierced him.

With the talent of Tianlinggen, any kung fu can be mastered as soon as one learns it, and any supernatural power can be mastered with a little effort. It took twenty years for the ancestor Ge Cang who can cultivate Yuanyang Shenlei to the highest level. The second layer of the glass body was completed.

  For a cultivator with different spirit roots, it is estimated that he will have a base for 40 years.

  Ordinary foundation-building monks may take nearly a hundred years to complete the second layer of the five-crystal glazed body.

  Therefore, in the Palace of Passing Gong, there has never been a senior who blew himself up with a glazed body.

  Bai Zichen even suspected that, apart from the fact that the patriarch Kaipai might have tried, he was the first foundation-building cultivator who blew himself up in his Liuli body and experienced the Liuli Vulcan body.

   "The strange thing is that it is recorded in the exercises that Liuli Vulcan's body burns everything... But the pale true flame that ignited on my body only burned my consciousness, how could there be a change?"

   This thought flashed and I remembered it.

  Now is not the time to study this matter, so we can only explore it later.

   Flying nearly a thousand miles in one breath, realizing that there is not much time left in Liuli Vulcan's body, Bai Zichen's sword light landed on a deserted mountain.

   Turned around and found a cave with a big snake the size of a bucket coiled inside.

   Slashed the big snake with a sword, and then set up a breath-holding sound-proof formation, and Bai Zichen fell to the ground.

  The entrance of the cave is deliberately not blocked with stones, so that even if someone passes by, it will only be regarded as an ordinary snake cave.

  The aura on this mountain is thin, no monks should pass by.

   Soon, a feeling of tiredness and powerlessness welled up in my heart, and the red glass texture on the surface of the body was quickly receding, returning to normal skin color.

  Bai Zichen could feel that the glazed body he had cultivated had completely disappeared, and the glazed fire jade in the sea of ​​consciousness had not condensed again.

  The five-crystal glazed body retreated to the first floor.

   "The sequelae of the self-exploding glazed body is exhaustion, draining half of the essence and blood...compared to the improvement effect, it is already quite benevolent."

  Bai Zichen's complexion turned pale in an instant, and there was no trace of blood in his hands. His whole body seemed to be terminally ill, without any vitality.

  Half of the blood essence was lost all of a sudden, and it didn't take a year or a half to recover.

  But thinking about the secret methods of disintegration of demons in the magic way, the effect is not as good as self-explosion of the glass body, but it has to pay the price of lowering the cultivation level or even exploding the body, so I feel more balanced.

   "Poof!"

  Bai Zichen spat out another mouthful of blood, the sword wound on his chest exploded, and a trace of sword energy lingered on the wound.

   Previously, the strong physical body was suppressed tightly, and it did not explode until this moment.

  At the same time, the wounds and pain all over his body were fed back, making him almost faint from the pain.

  (end of this chapter)

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