Chapter 23: Preemptive Strike
"It's rare to meet such a person who has become like this. It's really disappointing! Okay, let's go back to cultivating!" After the ninth seat finished speaking, his body fluttered lightly and flew diagonally towards the bottom of the mountain. The tenth seat floated down with it.
Wang Xing felt the wind whirring in his ears, and the shadows of the trees fell upwards one by one. There was a sense of force in the small whirl of his abdomen again, and he grabbed it with both hands, and he didn't know what he caught, only heard a muffled sound, and fell into a coma. By the time he woke up, it was already dark.
"Shhh He took out the quenching pill he had obtained in the hot spring from his bosom and threw it into his mouth.
After a few moments, the pain disappeared. The effect of the previous three-step powerless pill was long gone, he stood up, looked at his skinless hands, and shouted loudly: "Outer Gate Li Yuan, the ninth seat, the tenth seat, don't let me live! The next time we meet, it will be the death period you are waiting for!"
Wang Xing looked up at the dark night sky, and after venting the anger in his heart, he began to observe his surroundings. With the help of the bright moonlight, he found himself falling into a wide waterway in a ravine. As far as the eye can see, pebbles of different sizes are scattered among them. If it's not at the time of the drop,
Wang Xing walked along the river, looking for a way out of the mountain.
"Ahh
The sound was horrific and chilled all listeners. Wang Xing shuddered, and the direction of the sound source should be not far ahead. He was about to go when he heard an unusual noise.
The voice was so soft that you couldn't detect it if you didn't listen closely. Wang Xing, who lives in the suburbs of Qingyang City, is naturally very familiar with this voice. This is the sound of a wolf's paws.
"It should be attracted by the blood donation. Wang Xing looked at the healed palm and carefully looked around. The waterway is lined with dark woods, and the sound comes from the woods.
A moment later, a pair of eyes that glittered with cold light surrounded him, about thirty or forty pairs.
This wild wolf has never acted alone, but it is the first time that Wang Xing has encountered such a large number of wild wolves.
"Whew!" a howl, and in the moonlight, a giant gray wolf appeared on the stone in the distance. The wolf was much larger than what King had seen before, three times the size.
A pair of walnut-like red eyes stared at Wang Xing. There was a loud noise all around, and a pack of wolves smaller than it surrounded the king in the center.
"Good fellow! Such a huge wolf should be the wolf king. Wang Xing's fists were clenched, and at this moment, the effect of the three steps of weakness had long since disappeared. Although there is still some numbness in the whole body, I can move freely. Kill the enemy as the head. Wang Xing was very clear, and his body rushed towards the wolf king like lightning.
The wolf king roared, and his limbs jumped lightly on the boulder, and he jumped onto another stone. The surrounding wolves seemed to have heard the order and stood in front of Wang Xing.
"Get out! I don't have time to play with you!" Wang Xing shouted, and Wu Qurou's fist struck the wild wolf in the abdomen that was blocking its way. With a whoosh, the wolf flew upside down and slammed into a rock, bleeding to death.
At this time, Wang Xing is the pinnacle of the physical realm, the realm of blood exchange, and it has the power of a thousand catties under one blow. Not to mention a small wolf, even a boulder can be shattered.
The wild wolf watched the miserable death of his companion, opened his mouth one by one, showed his sharp teeth, let out a threatening muffled snort from his mouth, and gradually approached Wang Xing step by step.
With a snort, Wang Xing preemptively rushed into the wolves. Wu Qurou fist unleashed, and with one move, more than a dozen wild wolves were wiped out by him. With a roar, the wolf king jumped off the boulder and fled deeper into the woods.
Wang Xing has no intention of chasing, the most important thing at the moment is to get out of this Ghost Crying Valley and return to the Wang Clan's martial arts. In this way, I went along the river, and at night I saw the exit.
After walking like this for an hour, Wang Xing saw in the middle of the river in the distance, the corpse of the wild wolf fell to the side of the river, and the blood of the wild wolf corpse that had been hit on the rock by Wang Xing's punch had already scabbed and deepened. His heart was shocked, could it be that he had returned to the place he used to be?
Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Xing thought in his heart. There may not have been any exit to the river, but the whole course was circled along the valley, so that he made a big circle.
"In that case, I can only think from above. Wang Xing looked up at the mountains on either side. The mountain was as smooth as if it had been split open by an axe from a god. If this height were normal, it wouldn't take him long to get there. But the two sides of the mountain reach the central mountain, and the top of the mountain is as smooth as a mirror, and it is difficult to climb to the sky.
If you think about it this way, you can only use rattan. Fortunately, this is in the mountains and forests, rattan is extremely easy to find, and the weaving technique is not very difficult that Wang Xing also learned when he was on the outskirts of Qingyang City.
Just half an hour later, Wang Xing had three more rattans in his hands. Each rattan is several feet long, and each one looks the thickness of a fist, making it extremely strong. He wrapped two rattans around his body, held one in his hand, and threw it into the high mountain. The rattan hung on one of the raised stones. Wang Xing tugged hard, and then he climbed towards the high mountain with confidence.
"I heard that as long as you can cultivate spiritual power to reach a certain level, you can turn your wings into wings with spiritual power and fly in the sky like a bird. I remember my father saying that only after entering the realm of peerless can you have it. Wang Xing climbed as he thought about the image of himself soaring in the sky with the help of his spiritual power.
Between the Peerless Realm and the Quenching Realm between him at present, there is a gap between the Spiritual Qi Realm and the Spiritual Power Realm, and even for an ordinary qualified martial artist, it will take fifty or sixty years. Some martial artists are extremely poor, and there are many who have not entered the peerless realm in their lifetime.
Wang Xing's body was originally the pinnacle of the quenching realm, and after climbing the cliff for a night, the dawn had already risen. The view here is excellent, and you can clearly see the early sun rising like an egg yolk between the mountains in the distance.
"Huh......" Wang Xing took a deep breath of fresh air, and he only needed to climb on the fifth day to climb like this. At this moment, Wang Xing saw a small cave in the distance.
Then with the help of rattan, climb past. When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Wang Xing felt that the cave was big enough to fit a house through the hole. After resting for a moment at the mouth of this cave, in vain I heard a whirring pant sound coming from the cave.
"Why is the panting sound so loud?" Wang Xing wondered in his heart, and then entered the cave. The cave was pitch black, and the darkness was nowhere to be seen. Wang Xing opened the fire fold and picked up a small wooden stick from the high ground for lighting. After a while, a huge black shadow appeared on the ground in the distance.
Wang Xing was extremely bold, and when he walked over to take a look, he almost threw away the fire stick in his hand, and it turned out to be a huge living thing. The creature seemed to be unable to move, except to gasp for breath.
"I've never seen such a huge animal. Wang Xing thought to himself. Suddenly, he remembered the small book he had seen in the house of Lu Lao of the Wang Clan's martial arts. It seems that this is exactly what is written above. He dared to shine the torch on the head of the giant.
"He has two horns on his head, blue scales on his body, and two wings, and is good at flying. With a chirp, the heavens and the earth are discolored, and the secluded nine continents should be the first of ferocity. "This is exactly the description of the ten fierce beasts of antiquity, the green dragon.
"This turned out to be a green dragon!" In order to verify his assumption again, Wang Xing looked at it carefully, and there was no doubt that it was indeed a green dragon. At the moment, he was extremely excited, and carefully observed the green dragon. The green dragon seemed to have been seriously injured, but he couldn't see where the injuries were. A pair of eyes the size of a skull looked at Wang Xing with a slightly pitiful gaze.
"Dude, I also want to help you, but I can't help it!" Wang Xing looked at Qinglong and looked for the injury again.
"Whew......" Qinglong's exhalation from his mouth and nose almost knocked him down.
"It's supposed to be an internal injury, but how can this internal injury be healed? That's right, there you have it!" Wang Xing took out the body quenching pill from his pocket. The miraculous effect of this quenching elixir on the healing of martial artists is not known to this green dragon. He couldn't think about it so much at the moment, he broke open the huge mouth of the green dragon and threw the small pill into it. After a few moments, Qinglong's wheezing seemed to be quieter.
"It seems to be getting better. This elixir is really powerful. It's a pity that there are only the last three left. Wang Xing looked at the last three pills in his hand, and felt a little pity in his heart.
"Why do you want to save this king?" a futile inquiry sounded. Wang Xing was startled, and looked around carefully, but he couldn't find a single figure, except for himself, it was this green dragon. Could it be that the head of the ancient fierce beasts, the green dragon, can not speak out people's words? Wang Xing smiled, his own idea was too whimsical. But when he turned his head, the green dragon was already looking at him, as if asking about him.
"Could it be, did you just ask me?" Wang Xing took a few steps back and looked at Qinglong in shock. Qinglong's huge head nodded slowly.
Wang Xing didn't speak for a long time, it was already rare to see a fierce beast, and even saw a green dragon who could speak, but he was not prepared at all. I felt that I was able to accept it, and then I asked, "How did you get hurt?"
Qinglong told the ins and outs of his injury one by one. It turned out that dragon blood can strengthen the body, and many warriors for this purpose were entangled together to form a huge dragon team, fighting with the green dragon in the wilderness. After seven hundred and forty-nine days, countless warriors died under the claws of the green dragon, and when it was about to end, an extremely powerful warrior came.