Chapter 241: River of Death (Third Watch)
On top of an empty and desolate bloody soil, a long green river suddenly gushed out without warning, no one saw or knew how this long green river appeared, it looked strange and gloomy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć š„ Free Fiction Portal
However, Lu Jing and the others didn't know what the Green River was, but the Changqing Zhenren and Guangyue Zhenren had heard the news of the Green River.
"River of Death!"
When the Changqing people and Guangyue Zhenren saw the green river, they screamed in fear. The long green river was very magnificent, and the water looked like green agate, which was pleasing to the eye, but they seemed to have seen the most terrible thing in the world, and they retreated backwards in panic.
The two of them never imagined that their luck would be so bad, that they would encounter the most dangerous river of death in the ancient ruins.
According to the information they learned, few of them who met the River of Death Monk in the ancient ruins survived, including the Vientiane Grandmaster.
Therefore, after seeing the River of Death, they immediately forgot about the matter of chasing and killing Lu Jing, and now they only had one thought in their hearts, that is, to escape, to flee far away. As for being punished by Shi Jiuzhong afterwards, they can't care so much, and it is important to save their lives.
What's more, they didn't think that Lu Jing would be able to survive after seeing the River of Death.
"Boom ......"
The green river of death, flowing over the desolate land of blood, a large amount of pale green mist, rising from the river, quickly spread out in all directions.
In just an instant, a radius of several miles was shrouded in green mist.
Although Changqing Zhenren and Guangyue Zhenren reacted extremely quickly, they still didn't have time to retreat, and their figures were overwhelmed by the green mist.
"Zizi Zi ......"
I saw that the flying sword in the hand of the Chang Qing people was contaminated by the green mist, and immediately began to bubble, and in just about three breaths, it completely turned into poisonous water.
"My Qinghong Sword."
Seeing that the flying sword in his hand turned into poisonous water, Chang Qing Zhenren's face was full of pain, although this Qinghong Sword was not his natal magic weapon, but it was also a fourfold heavenly magic weapon that he spent nearly a hundred years to cultivate, he had already used it handy, but he thought that it would be destroyed today.
However, while his heart ached, he was also terrified of the toxicity contained in the green mist.
He had also heard that the River of Death was formed by the convergence of the poison of endless resentment in the ruins of the ancients, which was very terrifying, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying, even the Quadruple Heavenly Magic Weapon was corroded into poisonous water within a few breaths, if the green mist was contaminated with the body, then there was still life? I'm afraid there won't be a single bone left.
Thinking about it, Chang Qing Zhenren felt a chill in his heart, and involuntarily increased the output of mana, and propped up the mana shield a little bigger.
However, even if the Chang Qing people doubled the size of the mana shield, they could not withstand the corrosion of the green mist, and his mana shield was shrinking and thinning at a terrifying rate, even if he increased his mana again, it would be useless.
Guangyue Zhenren is also facing the same dilemma as Changqing Zhenren.
The two glanced at each other, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes, so they could only fight for their lives, and escape from the periphery of the area shrouded in green fog in both directions.
Compared with the embarrassment of Changqing Zhenren and Guangyue Zhenren, Lu Jing is much more comfortable.
He planted the Taiyin Battle Banner beside him, and then sat down cross-legged to heal his wounds, but whenever there was green mist close to him, all of them were swallowed by the Taiyin Battle Banner.
The River of Death is a poisonous river formed by the convergence of the poison of endless resentment, the poison of the resentment is extremely terrifying, not only can corrode matter, but also corrode mana and soul, therefore, the River of Death is a nightmare for ordinary monks, and most of the countless monks who have encountered the River of Death have turned into poisonous water.
However, for Lu Jing, this river of death was not only not a nightmare, but a rare treasure, a good tonic for the Taiyin Battle Banner.
No matter how poisonous the poison of resentment is, it is no more poisonous than the ancient corpse poison that can be called the king of poisons, and the Taiyin Battle Banner can even devour the ancient corpse poison, not to mention the poison of resentment?
Therefore, when the Changqing Zhenren and Guangyue Zhenren were afraid to avoid the River of Death, Lu Jing regarded the River of Death as the best haven, and sat near the River of Death to heal his wounds, and the Taiyin Battle Banner was also like a greedy beast, frantically devouring the green mist in the void, and faintly, there were some green words that appeared on the surface of the Taiyin Battle Banner.
Lie Wuya and Ye Qingwei didn't know much about the River of Death, and they didn't know what the green mist that the Taiyin Battle Banner could engulf the River of Death represented, but when they saw that Changqing Zhenren and Guangyue Zhenren seemed to be frightened away by the green river in front of them, they felt a burst of joy in their hearts, and at the same time, they also hurried to recover from their injuries, they didn't want to be a burden to Lu Jing anymore.
All three of them were silently healing, and time passed in an instant.
The River of Death did not know that it slowly receded, and after the Taiyin Battle Banner swallowed a large amount of green mist, there was a faint trace of green light on the surface, and the aura that diffused was even more vicious.
At this time, Lu Jing suddenly opened his eyes, but he woke up.
His face was still pale, and the aura on his body was still weak.
Although it took a whole day to heal his injuries, he also refined all the remaining nine Water Essence Pills, and even took more than a dozen Blood Yuan Pills, plus the life vitality provided by the Jianmu Divine Tree, but he was still far from recovering, and the injuries on his body were only recovered.
The injuries he had suffered this time were so severe that it was a blessing to not die.
Feeling the weakness and sharp pain in his body, a wry smile appeared at the corner of Lu Jing's mouth, with his current strength, I am afraid that in the next journey, as long as he encounters some danger, he can kill him.
In fact, he wanted to heal his injuries here before leaving, but without the "protection" of the River of Death, he didn't dare to stay here for a long time, who knows if there would be other dangers here, if the next time it was not the River of Death, he would not be so lucky.
Besides, he wasn't sure if Changqing Zhenren and Guangyue Zhenren were dead, and if they were still alive, wouldn't they stay here and wait for death.
Therefore, Lu Jing had to wake up early.
"Senior Brother Lu, how are you recovering from your injuries?" After Lie Wuya saw Lu Jing wake up, he immediately asked, he was very worried that Lu Jing's injuries would not improve, after all, Lu Jing was too serious and serious in order to block the move for him and Ye Qingwei, if it couldn't get better, but worsened, it would be a trough cake.
Although Ye Qingwei didn't speak, her face also showed worry.
"I'm fine, I've recovered a bit, it's just that the next journey depends on the two of you."
Lu Jing smiled reluctantly, every time he moved now, there would be a sharp pain in his body.
"Don't worry, with me, I will never let anyone hurt you again."
After hearing that Lu Jing's injury had improved, Lie Wuya finally breathed a sigh of relief, while Ye Qingwei took the initiative to go over and help Lu Jing.
The trio continued to follow the route on the map to the depths of the outer perimeter of the ancient ruins.