Wen Yiming laughed miserably, Qin Li was only seriously injured, and the consumption of true qi was not much. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although this palm was less than one-third of Qin Li's heyday, the strange cold internal energy made him more fearful than destroying the body.

Wen Yiming condensed not much true qi, densely spread it at the force point, and slightly held his chest while retreating, only slightly reducing his palm power. But that cold power instantly invaded his heart, like a tiny ice pick, stabbing Wen Yiming's whole body convulsions.

'Poof! Wen Yiming clenched the figure of Yan Yan and flew upside down at the leftmost fork in the road, dragging out the big gun on his shoulder blade in his hand, making Qin Li's screams as loud as a ghost.

The 'bang' fell on the yellow sand ground that was not hard, and it still made Wen Yiming vomit several mouthfuls of cold blood.

Wen Yiming had no time to care, turned over and got up in embarrassment, staggered and struggled to escape towards the fork in the valley on the left. In order to reduce consumption and reduce weight, Wen Yiming instantly put away the gloom. At the same time, he took out Qiu Ludan and poured it into his mouth, mixed with blood, and swallowed it all in one gulp.

It was only at this time that Zhou Yan and the three of them turned around and appeared in Qin Li's field of vision. When the three of them found Qin Li, covered in blood, sitting on the slope at the foot of the hill, their eyes showed surprise and panic.

Qin Li covered his bleeding left shoulder, and the shoulder blade that was dragged out by three inches was exposed in the air, making Zhou Yan fall into the cold. The chief disciple of the ninth layer of the samurai was actually defeated to such a point in such a short period of time.

Who is this blind monk? Who else can compete with the entire ruin?

Glancing at Wen Yiming, who was about to turn the mountain pass, and looking at his staggered figure fleeing in panic, Zhou Yan estimated that this blind monk was not lightly injured, and if he could beat Qin Li like this, the blind man would probably not be much better.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan motioned for the other two to stay, and he wanted to go after him.

"Zhou Yan... Cannot! ”

When Qin Li raised his hand to stop it, he touched the injury on his left shoulder, and grinned in pain. A cold sweat rained down, Qin Li took two breaths, and said, "He was hit by my Xuan Needle Soul Devouring Hand, even if he escaped with his current physical strength and injury, he couldn't suppress the Xuan Needle strength in his body!" ”

After a pause, he gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain, and continued: "The people from Pear Blossom Valley and Moxiang Shuxuan are nearby, and all my internal organs are injured, and now my strength has dropped greatly, so I will find other fellow disciples first." ”

Zhou Yan glanced at the corner where there was no one for a long time, and nodded: "Then he is dead, I also injected soul devouring power into his body before!" ”

Qin Li, supported by two fellow disciples, stood up tremblingly and sighed: "I was hit by the Soul Devouring Force, but I didn't have to disturb my mind, this blind man really doesn't know where he came from?" Are all the people in Buddhism so strong..."

Zhou Yan and the three of them were silent, and from Qin Li's tone, they heard a trace of loss, and Zhou Yan and the others were not. As the pride of the sky in Qingyun Castle, even among the younger generation in the entire south, there are only a handful of people who can compete with it.

Now that they were single-handedly killed by a blind man, ten of their fellow disciples were killed in a row, and even the chief disciple was almost killed, which dealt a blow to the confidence and pride they had built up for a long time.

Even if that blind man died, he couldn't erase the prestige of the elite disciples of Qingyun Castle in a single group...

At this moment, Wen Yiming dragged his tired body around another col.

Wen Yiming's feet did not stop, and when he looked around, he found that there were exactly the same hills and yellow sand everywhere. I can't help but secretly say that I can only run a few more forks in the road to get rid of it. At his current speed, it is also clear that he will not be able to shake off the pursuers in the rear. But after ten minutes passed, there was still no movement in the rear, although Wen Yiming felt a little relieved, but he didn't dare to take a chance to think that Zhou Yan and the others didn't dare to chase after him.

Wen Yiming's current state is a little difficult to even suppress the cold power in his mind and heart, if he is really intercepted, he can only wait for death.

"What is Jiang Lang's talent, and what is the poor skill of Qian donkey? There are still too few hole cards! Wen Yiming kept muttering to himself. If he let Qin Li and other martial cultivators hear this, it is estimated that he will collapse directly and crash!

Wen Yiming felt a little aggrieved, and the constant stinging pain in his mind made it difficult for him to concentrate. The cold and stinging pain in his heart from time to time made him unable to lift even a trace of his true qi, and the only bit of true qi he had was all consumed by the power of yin and cold to suppress his heart.

"Dragon and Tiger Forbid Anger! I really don't dare to use it more, my thick and dense true qi can't withstand two consumptions, terrifying! ”

Forcibly clicking to stimulate the 'Shenting Acupoint' and the 'Changqiang Acupoint', forcing the brain to wake up, Wen Yiming relied on his weak mental power to support the concentration aura within a range of ten meters, and there were the ruins of the Ghost Shadow Wren everywhere, he really didn't know what to do when he encountered the Ghost Wren.

Five minutes later, Wen Yiming found a place where he could accommodate himself a little and sat down with his back against him. After poking the 'Divine Court' and 'Yin Tang' twice to force himself to stay awake, he quickly took out two pieces of Lingyuan Crystal Essence and held them in the palm of his hand, slowly absorbing them.

With the support of the huge vitality of the Spirit Yuan Crystal Essence, the True Qi recovered nearly one percent in less than ten minutes. Despite this, instead of feeling relaxed, Wen Yiming's whole body began to tremble, and his brain was uncontrollably cranky.

"The sequelae of the Dragon and Tiger's forbidden anger have appeared! What's going on...? Wen Yiming was extremely anxious, once he lost consciousness or moved on this open-air sand dune, even if Wu Xiu didn't find out, he would become food for the ghost wren.

The whole bottle of Qiulu Dan has no other effect than repairing the tendons in the body that have collapsed due to the violent outbreak.

You can't rest any longer, or you're likely to pass out. Wen Yiming thought about it, using the recovered true qi to forcibly suppress the two increasingly violent cold forces in his body, and swayed towards the front of the somewhat vague valley.

Every ten or so steps, Wen Yiming would shake his head a few times, so that his vision was not so blurry. The 'Shenting Acupoint' on his chest was even more bloody and blurred by his fingers.

"Hold on! Can't fall! Wen Yiming kept reminding himself in firm language.

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Yiming didn't know how to persevere, he felt his legs gradually stiffen, and his ten toes seemed to be numb as if he was unconscious. The body is also getting colder and reder. The naked upper body is densely covered with a thin layer of water vapor. What made him even more frightened was that the hairs on his body turned gray, as if they had lost their vitality.

"Sure enough!" Wen Yiming let out a wry smile.

Once the Dragon Tiger Forbidden Anger is forcibly used many times, the overdraft is the vitality, and the body weakness is just a prelude...

"Huh! Lao Tzu's death has arrived, this is an illusion. ”

When Wen Yiming was thinking about how to solve the current dilemma, he suddenly found that there were no hills ahead, and a flat land of yellow sand appeared in his field of vision.

There is not a single grain of gravel in the entire yellow sandy land, only a few diamonds scattered scattered. Five hundred meters ahead, I found a stretch of grass for the first time, stretching forward, and at the end was a towering tree that was automatic without wind.

Wen Yiming tried to raise his eyelids, slapped his insensitive face a few times like a madman, and found that the scene in front of him was not a mirage in the desert, he cheered in his heart, and stepped out.

'Whew! ’

Wen Yiming only felt that his feet were empty, and his body sank in an instant. The surrounding yellow sand was covered like stitches.

"Quicksand! Your sister..."

Wen Yiming ignored the cold power in his body between shouting and scolding, and instantly extracted a small amount of true qi, and at the same time sacrificed a shot of Gloomy Yan and nailed it to the diamond rock two meters away, which narrowly stopped the downward trend. Like a bottomless pit underneath him, he is still greedily devouring the sinking yellow sand. At this time, he had landed on his shoulder, and if he was a second late, he wouldn't even have a chance to shoot.

The power of nature! Wen Yiming was afraid. With a pull-up force with one arm, Fang Yi took his body out of the quicksand, his heart contracted violently, and the attack of the cold force hurt Wen Yiming to almost roll into the place of death where he had just escaped.

Wen Yiming clenched the gloom and dragged his body to the edge of the diamond rock like a tug-of-war. As soon as he put away the gloom, his heart stabbed violently again.

'Wow' vomited out a mouthful of black and blue bruises, with a hint of cold blood, and even mixed with grains of ice slag.

"Uh... Can't sleep! Perk... Just walk to the opposite grass... Lao Tzu will be saved... Belch! Ahem..."Wen Yiming gasped for a strong beating, and dragged his body up with his five fingers on the diamond rock.

Just about to take out the Lingyuan Crystal Essence while recovering the true qi, he explored the quicksand and moved forward. Wen Yiming suddenly shook the spiritual platform, and there was no need to stimulate the acupuncture points of the awakening, his eyes were already bulging like a field chicken, and he opened a big mouth full of bruises, looking ahead in horror.

Wen Yiming was quite speechless, but he still muttered bitterly to himself.

"I'm going to die..."

Wen Yiming had a self-deprecating wry smile on his face, and the fear in his eyes had already dissipated after he was stunned. Facing a huge quicksand vortex that suddenly appeared in front of him, in addition to remaining silent, he sighed that the heavens want to be you, and you are really going to die.

A whirlpool of quicksand large enough to sink into a house, dragging a radius of hundreds of meters of yellow sand towards the center, was enough to make Wen Yiming feel hopeless and helpless. What made him unable to even run was that this huge quicksand vortex was moving around at an extremely fast speed, and the direction of movement at this moment was Wen Yiming's position.

"Come on! Devour me! Your uncle..."Wen Yiming simply sat on the yellow sand that was rapidly flowing towards the whirlpool, and released his tragic words with a crying voice, so he was about to cry.