Chapter Twenty-Three: The Path of the Saints
Under the moonlight, two figures passed by by mistake.
The Immortal Knife in Chen Feng's hand turned into pieces of fragments and cracked into light and shadow, his gaze as calm as a deep pool of water.
"You're not...... You are...... Fire...... Fire ...... "covered the blood oozing from her neck, Lilith's pupils almost stood in a line, and her voice was as hoarse as a worn-out bellows.
"It's dangerous." Holding the wound in his lower abdomen, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, took Lilith's unfinished words and said with a miserable smile, "Yes, the inheritor of the withering fire." ”
"I see... I... I'm not reconciled! ”
At that extreme speed, even the Nether Pupil couldn't see the opponent's movements clearly, and it was all instinctive to carry the knife. But although it was the first time to hold the knife, Chen Feng's moves were as ruthless as if they had been tempered for thousands of years.
In the end, after paying the least price - wounded in the lower abdomen, dodging Lilith's fatal claw aimed at his heart. When its old power was gone and the new force was not born, Chen Feng slashed at Lilith's neck with a knife, and then the characteristics of the Dark Knife were activated, instantly extracting most of the opponent's vitality and completely ending the battle.
Lilith had also reached her limit at this time, and she was already bearing a large amount of the load of the back lines, and after being extracted by Chen Feng, she became the last straw that crushed the camel. The back lines were annihilated, and the wound that could no longer be contained gushed blood like a spring, and only an unwilling look was left on her face at the end.
"It's still hot, not cool." Silently walking in front of Han Jiangxue's "corpse", Chen Feng stretched out his hand and touched his body temperature, and then put the two halves of his body together and sighed, "Next, everything can only be left to a miracle." ”
The light and shadow that the fragments of the Immortal Knife could control penetrated into Han Jiangxue's wounds at a steady rate, turning into majestic vitality and nourishment.
The bones, tendons, veins, and flesh at the fracture of Han Jiangxue's waist regenerate and connect at a speed visible to the naked eye in the input of this vitality. Instant Prosperity, Reversal!
After pouring all the vitality extracted from a radius of ten meters during the battle between the two of them into Han Jiangxue's body, the life field dispersed. However, just as Chen Feng was about to take out Yunnan Baiyao from his backpack to stop bleeding.
Suddenly, his whole body convulsed violently, and a painful and numb paralyzing sensation began to occur from his internal organs, as if there were countless small worms crawling in his internal organs, and then this pain kept going deep into the bone marrow, and with the blood flow, it seemed to come to the skin of the body again, and then his whole body was full of this pain that was more uncomfortable than death, and gradually, his eyes were already white, and the whole person was as uncomfortable as if he was about to die.
"Nope! I can't die here yet! Sweat seeped out from the surface of his body like a waterfall, dripping into the ground beneath him, and Chen Feng clenched his teeth so tightly that his gums were oozing blood. Ten Fingers was even more bloody from frantically digging through the dirt.
Is this the backlash of the kind of power just now?
The spasms and convulsions of his internal organs continued to sharpen, blood kept spurting from his mouth and nose, and then, his throat and lungs began to spasm, and he could barely breathe air, so he could only open his mouth and gulp desperately.
Consciousness began to blur......
"Live, live!" Just when Chen Feng was about to lose his support, an illusory back appeared in front of his eyes, looking at that back, Chen Feng suddenly burst into tears. No! It's all come to this point, do you want to be another defeated dog! How can I fall here!! The strong will to survive once again aroused Chen Feng's desire for life.
Another 10 seconds passed, and the pain came and went down quickly, and the tendon spasms from the whole body to the internal organs finally subsided. Chen Feng lay down on his back with his face facing the sky, greedily breathing in the air he had not seen for a long time, and the corners of his mouth showed a little self-deprecation: "Some frustration, after all, it's still not so easy to put down?" ”
Turning his head to look at his side, after a large amount of vitality was poured in, Han Jiangxue's terrifying injury improved again, and his chest, which had not risen and fell, regained his breathing, Chen Feng struggled to pour all the medicinal powder on the wounds of himself and Han Jiangxue, at this time, it didn't matter how much should be poured in, anyway, just pour as many as possible.
After dealing with everything, Chen Feng's trembling hand holding the medicine bag smashed weakly on the ground, and the remaining medicine powder was scattered all over the ground, and now he completely lost the strength to move a finger: "It's really a magical power, fortunately, a miracle really happened." I don't know how Jiujin is doing, but with his mysterious hand, he shouldn't be as embarrassed as us. ”
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At the same time, in the distant endless star field, in the ancient hall under a huge ball of light, a candle that was some years old spontaneously ignited out of thin air again.
"It's the primordial soul wave, someone has opened the genetic lock, and the saint's inheritance is reopened."
"The saints have long been extinct, and in so many eras of the Cultivator Alliance, with the efforts of the great seniors, even the saint inheritance has long been completely replaced by the cultivator inheritance. Even some of the demons in the fourth layer of genetic locks were forcibly advanced to the first layer by Dao Ancestor with the power of law, although they were weakened by the advance, but the power of that heart demon was beyond the power of ordinary people. Besides, now that only the cultivation route is the only way to avoid the demons in the heart, how can anyone still be able to open the genetic lock? ”
"Could it be an innate saint?"
"Impossible, the battle of the innate saints is not limited to the spatial scale, but the game on the time scale, the battlefield of the innate saints, throughout the past and the future, the stronger the strength, the more efficient it can travel through time, and it is more necessary to consider the mutual influence of the law of cause and effect, or there is the universe and life, born because of the struggle of the innate saints, and there is also the universe and life, because of the struggle of the innate saints and perished, this is a conceptual dispute that transcends the rules of physics. After the explosion of the universe, they could never exist in the universe. Therefore, even the most terrifying 'author' among the Innate Saints would never be able to bring the dimension to this world. ”
"Yes, if he really comes, under the effect of the law of cause and effect, this world will complete the ascension, so that it will be free and completely free from the shackles of the trajectory of fate. That's a good thing for us. ”
"Even if it is an acquired saint, once it grows up, it should not be underestimated, this matter must be thoroughly investigated, and the risk must be stifled in the cradle, the dispute between cultivators and saints has come to an end for hundreds of eras, and this world must not let the flame of saints be ignited again."
"Saints grow up at a very fast rate, but as long as they can overcome the barriers of unlocking the genetic locks, they can overcome hundreds or even thousands of years of penance by our cultivators in a short period of time. What's more, the sage who is rumored to be able to unlock the fifth layer of genetic locks can achieve or even surpass ordinary beings like us in just a hundred years, and immediately convene a council of elders to strangle the birth of a saint. ”
In the void in front of the main hall, a giant made up of yellow sand, with the intention of annihilation, sat on the seat with the intention of annihilation, and the Taoist with endless sword shadows behind him.