Chapter 21: The Sword
Yang Peng, who was in the blood-colored liquid, slowly opened his eyes, he looked up at the white fox, only to see that the white fox had stopped moving, his eyes showed an incredible color, and he looked at Yang Peng blankly, and the white fox thought in his heart: "Impossible, this is almost impossible!"
Yang Peng didn't know how lucky he was to be able to regain consciousness here. Yang Peng silently looked at the white fox, and the emotion in his heart was self-evident, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to touch the white fox's head, but just when he wanted to make some movements, the feeling of powerlessness and pain from his body made Yang Peng gasp.
There are still bursts of pain on the body, but it is much lighter, and that is also the result of nerve numbness, and it is precisely because of the numbness of the nerves that it has also led to a sense of weakness in the body, and the current situation is not optimistic.
And when the time of losing consciousness and the time of diving before are added, there is almost three and a half incense sticks, and there is almost only one stick of incense from his limit time.
The time it takes to get back to the ground is at least two pillars of incense, and the time is obviously not enough, so he can only give it a go and continue to dive to find the mysterious power that attracts him and win a glimmer of life.
Time passed minute by minute, and Yang Peng felt that he had dived more than ten feet, but in this diving time, Yang Peng felt that his breathing became more and more difficult, and during this period, he had to endure bursts of pain and fatigue, which made it even worse.
But Yang Peng was still confronting it, gritting his teeth and insisting, he kept reminding himself that if he couldn't even defeat these, then how could he save his life, let alone the unrighteous Godγγγγγγγ
Yang Peng felt dizzy, his eyes were already blurry, and now it was almost more difficult to see clearly.
But right in front of Yang Peng's eyes, there was a strange blood-red light, this blood-red light was very strong, hundreds of times more condensed than the color of the surrounding liquid.
The meridians in Yang Peng's body, under the refining of the strange energy in the blood-colored liquid, even the Dao Qi in the body faintly carried a little strange energy, and after seeing the blood-red light, the Dao Qi in the body also seemed to be affected and extremely active, Yang Peng felt that the Dao Qi in his body seemed to be connected with the blood-colored light, so he made up his mind.
With the activation of Dao Qi, his own condition was also a little better, and Yang Peng struggled to control his body to sneak towards the blood-colored light.
The closer he got to that blood-colored light, the more active the Dao Qi in his body became, and the Dao Qi seemed to be driving Yang Peng's body to dive over there, as if he couldn't wait to get close to it.
It was only about a foot away from the blood-colored light, and the color of the blood-colored liquid around it was obviously much more dark red than the liquid in the upper layer, and the pain from his body became more and more unbearable, but how could he give up when he got here, gritted his teeth and walked forward.
Yang Peng saw it!
Seeing that it was a sword, the sword body was a strange blood red, and between the hilt of the sword was a round orb, the color of the orb was red, no! no, it was ten thousand times heavier than red! Yang Peng felt that the Dao qi on his body kept surging towards the spring on the orb, and the orb was constantly absorbing energy, and there was a trace of blood-colored silk thread swimming towards the sword body.
I saw that the white fox at this time kept swimming in front of Yang Peng, and kept signaling Yang Peng to pull out the sword, and the joy was overflowing. Yang Peng looked at the white fox and then at the sword, and had secretly decided in his heart, he felt that he had an indescribable connection with this sword.
Walking forward, looking at this sword, its sword body is very thin, at least half of the sword body is inserted into the ground, Yang Peng took a deep breath and used enough strength before he stretched out his right hand to the hilt, and the hilt did not feel the slightest feeling.
Pulling it out hard, the sword was already in hand, but there was no resistance at all, and the weight of the sword was almost nothing, Yang Peng never expected it to be so easy.
But at this moment, the sword body began to tremble, and streams of energy spread outward, causing the blood-colored liquid to fluctuate, Yang Peng saw this scene, and a feeling of unease arose in his heart.
And the woman on the ground, she has absorbed a lot of Dao Qi, and the Dao Qi in her body has reached a bottleneck, and she is about to break through, but she feels that the ground is beginning to tremble slightly, and when she opens her eyes and looks at the pool, she sees that the blood-colored pool water is rolling up layers of ripples, constantly spreading outward.
The woman thought of Yang Peng in her heart, and she also had a rough idea in her heart, trying to see through the pool again, but in the end she found nothing, and the woman also tried several times in between, but in the end it was still fruitless, and the woman could only pray secretly in her heart.
The fluctuation of the sword body was sometimes high and sometimes low, and Yang Peng seemed to hear something in it, it seemed to be singing, singing - sadness, remembrance, and even calling something.
Yang Peng's heart also gave rise to these feelings for some reason, it seems that it and Yang Peng are one, and everyone will be sad or happy for him (it).
After listening to this strange song quietly, the sword body stopped trembling, and the surrounding energy seemed to be summoned, and began to slowly flow towards the orb in the hilt of the sword, and a small amount of energy gathered in Yang Peng's body.
Yang Peng closed his eyes and slowly felt all this, the energy was very gentle, not like before, tearing the skin and then penetrating, it was like the touch of a relative, seeing off its dear childγγγγγγ