Chapter 141: Didn't I Confess the Lord with Blood?

The drunken chicken had been running in the Valley of Ten Thousand Dry for a day and a night, and the more it ran, the more it felt that something was wrong, and at its current speed, it should have reached the entrance long ago.

"Where is this?" Zhang Xingcai woke up first, and when he saw the constantly changing picture due to speed, he wondered.

"Sister Xingcai, are you awake?" The drunken chicken turned around and saw Zhang Xingcai wake up, and his heart was happy, but it didn't stop and continued to run, it wanted to leave this ghost place early, and it didn't want to stay longer for a moment.

"Where's the master?" Zhang Xingcai came to her senses and said anxiously, before she lost consciousness, she saw Duanmuxuan in a predicament.

When she saw Duanmu Xuan lying quietly on the side, her tense mood relaxed, and she didn't feel any bumps on the back of the drunken chicken, on the contrary, it was very stable, just like lying on the bed.

"Don't worry, the boss can't die." The drunken chicken grinned, and when it turned around, its eyes suddenly widened, and it said loudly, "Nima! ”

I don't know when, about ten meters in front of the drunken chicken, there was a whirlpool two meters away, the whirlpool is like the Milky Way, extremely bright, the middle of the whirlpool is like a black hole, deep and weird.

By the time the drunken chicken reacted and was about to stop, it was too late, leaving two deep marks on the ground, and it watched the whirlpool get closer and closer to itself.

"It's over, it's over." The drunken chicken muttered.

Thump!

The whirlpool slowly swallowed the body of the drunken chicken, and to the outside world, the whirlpool seemed to be able to swallow everything, until the drunken chicken was completely submerged, and it began to shrink and finally disappeared.

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In the ancient town..

The old man looked at the picture in the flames and muttered, "Young man, there is only so much I can help you, and what happens after that depends on your creation."

The old man didn't know if it helped him or hurt him, but he did it anyway.

His face, which was originally full of wrinkles, looked a little pale, and after resting for a while, he picked up the iron cone that was placed aside and continued to beat it.

Qiang, Qiang......

The sound of striking iron echoed in this dead and silent ancient town......

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"What is this place?" The drunken chicken went from entering the whirlpool to coming out like a momentary thing, one second it was still in the Ten Thousand Dry Valley, and the next second it changed places, so that it couldn't adapt to it.

It was a huge cavern, with a lot of fire, the dark walls of the cave were illuminated and glowed with red light, and the whole space was extremely hot, and the air was a little distorted by the heat.

"It's hot." Zhang Xingcai, who was sitting on the back of a drunken chicken, spoke, her face was flushed, and she had just entered here not long ago, and her forehead was already covered with sweat.

The comatose Duanmu Xuan and the others were no better, and they were all sweating profusely.

The only thing that didn't feel much was the drunken chicken, which looked around, left and right, and found that they were on top of a cliff, and below it was an endless stream of magma, like human blood, flowing, rolling, and bubbling from time to time.

The drunken chicken casually found a stone and threw it into the magma pool, and with a "snort", there was not even any scum left.

They now have no way out, there is a vast area of magma in front of them, and there is no way to see the road, and when the whirlpool that brought them here disappears, it becomes a rock wall.

The drunken chicken studied for a while, but in the end it was fruitless, so it had to give up, and it didn't have a good rest during this time, so everything was waiting for Duanmu Xuan to wake up.

Staying here is at least better than being in the Valley of Ten Thousand Dry Things, at least a fierce beast will pop up at any time and kill him by surprise.

In order to resist the heat, Zhang Xingcai hurriedly entered a state of cultivation, urging spiritual power to resist the heat, as for Shangguan Xin'er and Guan Feng, the injuries of the two of them are similar, they are all caused by spiritual power overdraft, although they are still in a coma, but they are not in danger of life.

The worst situation is Duanmu Xuan, not only was he hit hard, but although taking the "Nine Turns Pei Yuan Dan" can improve his ability in a short time, the sequelae left behind are also very large.

After taking it, at least a month, he will be like a wasted person, he can only collapse on the bed, like a baby, and even his consciousness is very blurred, and in serious cases, he may be directly abolished and lose the ability to condense spiritual power.

As a last resort, Duanmu Xuan didn't dare to take this elixir.

The drunken chicken had nothing to do, so he simply sat down, planning to study and study the treasure he took from the Colorful Spider King, but the other party was willing to exchange it for the spiritual power of the beast soul, which was definitely not ordinary.

The drunken chicken opened its mouth, and a diamond-shaped crystal slowly floated out of its mouth, and finally floated in front of it, this diamond-shaped crystal was only the size of a thumb, originally emitting a green light, but now glowing with a faint red light.

The surface is crystal clear, smooth as a mirror, and you can clearly see a trace of red light in the middle.

Ding dong~

A palm-sized bead suddenly falls out of the crystal and is caught by a drunken chicken.

It looked at this bead curiously, the beads have lines, layer after layer, interlocking, but each line is scattered with different colors of light, there are gold, blue, blue, a total of seven rays, it is very beautiful.

"What is this?" Drunken Chicken wondered.

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't see a reason, so I simply put it aside, and the crystal was what it paid the most attention to.

Because it could clearly feel that the crystal contained a huge amount of energy, it was just sealed, and it couldn't release it, and it tried everything it could, but it couldn't break the seal.

Just as it was about to give up, a strange scene appeared.

The crystal involuntarily broke away from the palm of the drunken chicken, floated in the air, and then suddenly bloomed with a brilliance, trembling slightly.

At last..... Flew away.

Forehead.....

The drunken chicken looked cute, and he didn't react for a long time.

"Isn't it a blood confession? How can it fly away on its own? "The drunken chicken was speechless, and in the madness of his heart, the crystal that he had worked so hard to get,

And just flew away.

"Nima! Give me back! The drunken chicken was suddenly furious, scolded his mother in his heart, stood up suddenly, pointed ahead, and scolded.

Several people sitting on the back of the drunken chicken staggered, although Zhang Xingcai, who was cultivating, was not interrupted, but he also frowned slightly, and when he noticed this, the drunken chicken stopped.

The action was heard, but the mouth never stopped.

@#¥@%%!

After a while, the drunken chicken with a depressed face, suddenly saw a flash of light in front of it, as fast as lightning, and when it felt the breath, the whole person was like chicken blood, and said happily: "You knew you would return to my arms." ”

The crystal did fly back, floating in front of the drunken chicken, circling in front of the drunken chicken for a few laps, and finally slowly falling.

"Hey, something is wrong, my mouth is here." The drunken chicken opened his mouth wide, and when he saw the falling crystal, he changed his trajectory, and he wondered in his heart.

The crystal finally floated in front of Duanmu Xuan, and then, slowly melted into the center of his eyebrows, and finally disappeared.

Forehead......

The drunken chicken tilted his head, watching everything happen, but he was powerless to redeem it, and muttered with a cute face: "Why is this happening? Am I not dripping blood to confess the Lord? ”

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