It was pitch black all around, and I didn't know the depth.

Monsters defend the edge of the pool.

Tang Bai had nothing to do.

The pool suddenly swelled rapidly, and something surrounded it.

Tang Bai grabbed it casually, and there was a slippery thing in his hand.

Tang Bai knew that it was a fish, his hand could touch the scales of the fish, and he could even feel the weight of the fish in his hand.

The bigger the fish, the harder it struggles in the water.

The fish in Tang Bai's hand was not small, and he was accidentally freed by the fish.

The water fluctuates abruptly, as if there are water arrows shuttling in all directions, forming a chaotic web.

It's subtle, but it's clear.

The surrounding schools of fish were frightened and fled in all directions.

Water is the world of fish, and no change can escape their perception.

Tang Bai wants to turn himself into a fish, but he is not a fish after all, he needs to breathe. But he was very sensitive to the changes in space, and with his perception, the long sword in his hand stabbed out, and he felt that the fish could not escape his sword.

Tang Bai didn't expect the resistance of the water, and the speed of the sword was twice as slow as usual, and this sword actually stabbed into the air.

He suddenly thought of the resistance of splitting the air with a bamboo stick, air and water, the same thing, but the density of the substance was different.

He didn't have time to understand the relationship between water and air, the relationship between martial arts, he needed to find a way out.

He rushed to the bottom of the pool again, and fled after the fish.

The turbidity in his chest made him very uncomfortable, and under the extreme lack of oxygen, he felt that his body was like a balloon, inflating more and more, and was about to explode.

He couldn't stay at the bottom of the pool, even if there were monsters on the edge of the pool.

At the moment of rushing out of the pool, Tang Bai had an idea, and the sword cut a stone on the stone wall and grabbed it in his hand, and the true qi was poured into the stone and hit the water.

At the same time, he stepped on the stone wall with both feet and rushed out of the water.

Sure enough, the monster waited quietly by the waterhole like a cunning enemy.

Seeing something rushing out of the pool, the monster didn't look at it, opened its bloody mouth and bit at the stone that shot out, and when it found out, Tang Bai had already jumped out of the pool, flicked his feet, got out of the monster's attack range, took off the light stone from the passage, and returned to the stone chamber without looking back.

The change was so fast that the monster felt that it had been deceived, and roared incessantly, pulling the steel cable straight, and wanted to rush into the stone chamber and bite Tang Bai to pieces.

Any species with intelligence is easily provoked by deception, and any species with low intelligence cannot control its anger.

Tang Bai lay on the ground without any image, panting heavily, he didn't want to think about anything at this time, he just wanted to lie here quietly until the earth was barren.

In a daze, he fell asleep inexplicably, he had a dream, dreamed of the Tang family, dreamed of Tang Xingjun, dreamed of Murong Xiuxiu, dreamed of the previous carefree days.

When Tang Bai woke up again, everything in his dream was like a broken mirror, gone, he felt his body fall apart, and he was in pain, and the monster's final blow broke a few bones in his body, and the blood was piled up, and he had suffered internal injuries.

After chanting for a while, the pain in his body eased a little, and then he sighed, remembering that he was in a desperate situation, his brows were furrowed, and there was nothing he could do. When he sang 'Empty City Strategy' again in his stomach, he had to endure the intense nausea, eat most of the monster's half of the tongue, and recuperate for a few days, regardless of his internal injuries, and carried his sword out of the stone chamber again.

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone. ”

Tang Bai is this kind of mentality at this time, the power of the monster is invincible, the chance of winning is too low, there is more likelihood, he will become the food in the mouth of the monster. However, if he does not rely on his own strength to gamble, then death awaits him.

Tang Bai is not afraid of death, but he must not starve to death in such a suffocated manner.

When the monster saw Tang Bai again, it reversed its previous fierce and impulsive ferocity, like a master of the rivers and lakes, as quiet as a mountain. The huge beast's eyes were full of hatred, and even a bold person like Tang Bai was furious by it.

One man and one beast confronted each other like this.

Tang Bo lifted the sword, the true qi gathered but did not disperse, and he was engrossed, and the monster did not move, and even its tail stopped swinging.

Tang Bai complained in his heart, such an abnormal behavior, the monster had almost gotten rid of the beast's instinct and had a trace of wisdom.

If Tang Bai wanted to leave this place, he had no choice.

With a long roar, he rose to his strength, took the sword in his hand, and rushed towards the monster as if he were dead.

The monster's eyes were full of green light, its wings were spread, its tail behind it was swinging, the iron lock was constantly rattling, and the ground was full of sand and stones.

Tang Bai shouted violently, and the sword light turned into a cold light, and lightning passed through the claws of the grabbed claws, stabbing towards the monster's right eye;

It's a gamble where you gamble with your own life.

Seeing that the long sword was about to be stabbed, the monster roared and bowed its head, and the horn of its forehead blocked the long sword; Tang Bai saw that he could not do anything, drew his sword and retreated; the monster flapped its wings and raised a whirlwind, like two door panels to whip the sword. There was an irresistible tremendous force from the sword body, Tang Bai snorted, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the sword was shaken out. 'Dang' hit the stone wall not far away, and when it fell down, it was 'clanging', as if ringing Tang Bai's death knell.

Tang Bai has no sword, and it is extremely dangerous.

The monster roared, looking very proud, faintly blocking Tang Bai's way back to the stone room, and almost said: "Sample, this time it depends on how you run." ”

Tang Bai saw that the monster did not take this opportunity to attack him, and he was also overjoyed in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly say: "A beast is a beast, and no matter how wise you are, it is limited after all." It thought it would not escape his clutches if it blocked my passage back to the stone chamber, but it didn't know that I was going to rush through its territory and leave. ”

Tang Bai did not advance but retreated, his feet were like two fast-turning wheels, and his mouth inevitably let out a smug laugh.

Without the light stone in his hand, Tang Bai was like having no eyes, and soon, he touched the stone wall.

The cold stone walls seemed so unforgiving, blocking all paths.

Tang Bai groped his way along the stone wall, his heart sank, and then he saw the light again, and saw the monster blocking the passage of the stone chamber.

The giant green eyes were full of triumph after playing.

There is no way out, it is a completely enclosed space.

Tang Bai was desperate in his heart, seeing the monster's eyes like this, his heart was on fire, he was furious, and rushed over regardless of life and death.

The monster was like a master of the rivers and lakes, bowing his head slightly, and his single horn rushed towards Tang Bai, wanting to pierce Tang Bai with one corner.

A man and a beast are getting closer and closer, and the monster roars lowly, like the sound of war drums of two armies facing each other. Its speed is amazing, its claws are in front, protect its eyes, and don't give Tang Bai a chance.

The horn glittered in the light of the stone, like a dark spear.

Tang Bai felt the wind when he was running fast, the wind that kept flowing from his ears, he thought of the bamboo forest, the fish stirring the water when he was in the water, and the confrontation and fusion of different forces. He thought to himself what would happen if he were the wind, the water, the formless body.

Tang Bai didn't have time to think about it, a single horn stabbed at his waist and eye at an unparalleled speed, as if he heard a subtle explosion in the air.

The more dangerous it was, the more concentrated Tang Bai's spirit became, and his body was like a leaf, a grain of dust, blown away by the wind. From movement to stillness, and then to stillness, the force he used violated the natural rules of force, and his body seemed to become lighter, so light that it had no weight, and with the moment the horn cut through the air, it naturally shifted to the side, avoiding it by a fraction of a margin.

This is not a martial art, but a human instinct, between life and death, only instinct is so perfect and natural.

Tang Bai seems to have discovered a kind of heaven and earth reason, as long as he continues to know this reason, understand this reason, and use this reason, then his martial arts skills will be on a higher level.

The monster's intelligence is not high, it can't understand Tang Bai's way of avoiding the attack just now, seeing the prey in his hand slip away, the anger is abnormal, the sky is shaking and roaring, the tail suddenly sweeps, and the huge force blows the air, dust, and the mountains and seas.

The moment of crisis enveloped Tang Bai, as long as he was slightly negligent, he would be slapped into meat by monsters.

Tang Bai had no fear in his heart, his state of mind became calm because of the sudden realization; he did not attack, nor did he defend, he just blindly ran away, and did not even bend down to pick it up when he stepped on the fallen sword; he felt the power of the wind, the direction of the wind, and the origin of the wind in the attack of the monster.

Tang Bai's speed is getting faster and faster, like a flying swallow in a storm, soaring in the wind and rain. At the beginning, he was still a little embarrassed, several times he escaped death, his perception of the wind became more and more profound, he became more and more sensitive to the flow of qi in space, and the footwork under his feet became more and more casual; advance and retreat, leap and jump, lie down and lift, the changes between the steps, the coordination between the bodies, more and more magical, more and more weird, his body bending and footwork did not have any regularity, as if everything was changing according to the opponent's attack.

His body was so perfect, the pressure brought by the danger made his spirit highly concentrated, as if he was one with the entire space, and he entered the last bamboo forest-like state again, and his body and soul were cut into two separate individuals.

The limits of the body are an instinct, and the soul becomes a spectator.

The monster's temper is getting more and more explosive, and its strength is getting bigger and bigger, but it is always a fraction of a second, and it is dangerous to be avoided by Tang Bai, this feeling is very bad, but there is nothing to be done.

The monster roared in pain, and reluctantly retreated to its original position, motionless, like a child who had not been given his beloved toy, sulking alone.

The sudden change made Tang Bai wake up from his feelings, and he found that his clothes had been soaked with sweat, and the pain all over his body was unbearable.

This is the after-effect of exercising beyond the limits of the body.

But he couldn't control this, he needed to understand the situation just now, he picked up the long sword, jumped up, grabbed the light stone in his hand, and hurried back to the stone prison.