Shen Xiaoyao was running and meditating hard, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He was now in a weakened state, and his speed was on par with that of the Ancient Golem.

This means that after a day he is out of his weak state, and he can get rid of them.

But the problem now is that his current physical strength is simply not enough for him to run at full strength for a day.

Even, his current speed can only be maintained for about another hour, and after an hour, his speed will probably slow down due to physical exhaustion.

As for madness?

The cooldown time of the madness skill is three days, and Shen Xiaoyao, who can't survive a day, can he survive three days?

Shen Xiaoyao heard the sound of the wind hunting, and the craggy boulders around him swept by quickly.

The Ancient Golem took huge steps, followed closely behind, and every step out of the stone statue would make a muffled roar, and more than a dozen stone giants ran together, and the earth shook even more.

Before you know it, nearly an hour has passed in this chase.

Shen Xiaoyao's chest fell violently, and his breathing became rapid.

His limbs were already sore and weak, but now they were even weaker, and his legs were as heavy as lead.

In this case, running, is a kind of torture.

But he didn't dare to slow down at all, because he knew very well that slowing down meant death.

A roar came out of his throat, and Shen Xiaoyao's limbs swayed vigorously.

Ling Bo Weibu originally paid attention to elegance and ease, and paid great attention to the grace of the posture.

But where is there any trace of beauty in his appearance now?

Shen Xiaoyao could clearly feel that his body had gradually gotten out of control, and the more he wanted to hurry up, the more his body couldn't keep up.

He could only make a last-ditch effort with exaggerated movements, swinging his arms wider, raising his knees high with each leg lift, and trying to push his limits with every step.

Gradually, the roar behind Shen Xiaoyao's ears became louder and louder, and the vibration of the ground under his feet became more and more violent.

He knew that the Ancient Golem was approaching.

His clothes had long been wet with sweat, and he had done his best to escape.

"Is it going to end?" A wry smile appeared at the corner of Shen Xiaoyao's mouth, and then quickly turned into a touch of madness, "However, even if I die, I have to choose my own way of dying!" ”

Is it an ancient golem that runs to exhaustion and is chased up and crushed into meat sauce?

Or a mortal collision with these monsters, even if it only knocks off a single stone on its body?

Shen Xiaoyao chose the latter.

Angry dantian, his palms were raised, and a fierceness flashed in Shen Xiaoyao's eyes, and he wanted to turn around and hit the stone with an egg.

At this moment, as far as Shen Xiaoyao could see, the earth was abruptly cut off, and a cliff appeared in front of him.

Shen Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed ecstasy: "There is a way!" ”

"There are still about 500 meters!" Shen Xiaoyao turned his head to look at the ancient golem that was getting closer and closer, and quickly pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and his body suddenly shot out, a few points faster than before he ran out of strength.

This is the means of the Yin and Yang Life and Death Needle, which was originally used on the dying person, condensing the last vitality of the human body, so that people who could only live for a day with a breath in their breath can live for an hour.

Now Shen Xiaoyao has made a slight adaptation, gathered the only remaining strength in his body, and temporarily escaped from the clutches of the ancient golem, although the effect of the silver needle has been greatly reduced because there is no silver needle, but he can still buy a few seconds.

These few seconds were enough for Shen Xiaoyao to rush to the edge of the cliff.

The cliff is bottomless, and people who are afraid of heights may have weak legs and cold all over their bodies when they stand on the edge of the cliff, but Shen Xiaoyao jumped directly without hesitation.

The Ancient Golem rushed to the edge of the cliff, but it did not disperse, and let out a lion-like roar.

In the process of falling, Shen Xiaoyao tried his best to control his body to get closer to the cliff, and then his five fingers turned into claws and slammed into the hard rock.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the severe pain made Shen Xiaoyao gasp, and his teeth gurgled.

As his five fingers embedded in the cliff wall, his rapidly falling body also stopped.

Under this kind of sudden stop, most of the arms of ordinary people have been torn off, and Shen Xiaoyao, although his physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people, is not easy.

Although the arm was not directly torn, the ligaments in the armpit were broken, and the posture of hanging on the cliff wall was maintained, and the pain can be imagined.

"Escaped for the time being." Shen Xiaoyao, who had just stimulated his body with a special method, no longer had the slightest strength, and a thought flashed in his mind, so his head hung down and he fainted.

At this time, the originally clear sky suddenly gathered a large area of dark clouds, and the sky suddenly darkened.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and the thunder was many times louder than the footsteps of the ancient golems.

The raindrops crackled down, and soon they were connected, as if the heavenly river had burst its banks.

Under the washing of the pouring rain, Shen Xiaoyao coughed twice, shook his head, and woke up.

He didn't have any strength now, and he was no different from an ordinary person in the rainstorm, and the raindrops hit him in the face like rubber bullets, so that he had to lower his head.

Hearing the roar of the ancient golem from the top of the cliff mixed with the sound of rain, Shen Xiaoyao smiled bitterly.

If the Ancient Golem had been guarding the cliff, even if his strength and physical strength had recovered after a day, he would not dare to climb up rashly.

Through the rain curtain, Shen Xiaoyao couldn't help but look at the cliff and measured the distance.

"Only a little more than a hundred meters, there is a chance!" After a while, Shen Xiaoyao grinned, then adjusted his breathing, closed his eyes, and fell asleep hanging on the cliff wall.

The heavy rain lasted all night, and the next morning Shen Xiaoyao woke up from his sleep, habitually wanting to stretch, but was grinned by the pain coming from the ligaments in his armpits.

At this moment, a sharp chirp suddenly sounded in the sky.

Shen Xiaoyao raised his eyes and saw that his face suddenly changed drastically.

That's an eagle!

An eagle with a wingspan of more than five meters and golden feathers!

Now that Shen Xiaoyao's period of weakness has passed, his physical strength has recovered more than half, but his entire body is hanging on the cliff wall, and there is no flexibility at all.

"No...... Perhaps, this is an opportunity! After the shock, Shen Xiaoyao thought about it, but he had a plan.

His original plan was to wait for the madness skill to cool down after two days, first enter the madness state, and then use the eighteen palms of the dragon descending to hit the cliff, and use the recoil force to reach the other side of the cliff a hundred meters away.

Now the arrival of this big golden eagle has made him change his mind.