Zhao Yuankang lay on the ground, covered in blood, without any strength, to support him to stand up again.

Could it be that this is coming to the end of his life? How can you be so weak? This is the first mission, and it will end in death?

In the past two years, I have suffered physically and mentally, and the strength that can support myself to get to where I am now, in addition to the unbearable family affection, is this belief in becoming the master.

I can't die, I must live!

No one can stop me! I have to beat it!

An invisible force made him forget his scarred body, slowly got up on the cold ground, and staggered towards the staggering blood wolf.

That wolf, in the battle just now, his right hind leg was cut off by the sword light, but fortunately, another blood wolf sacrificed himself to block a sword, so that it survived.

It exploded in hatred and rage, wanting to bite Zhao Yuankang to death to avenge his dead companion.

The wolf was ruthless enough, and turned around and bit off the wounded leg, with its own blood at the corner of its mouth, and rushed towards him with its front paws and the power of the planing kick that only had one leg left.

This is the terrible nature of the wolf, ruthless to the enemy, and ruthless enough to himself.

Since it is already a useless thing, even if it hurts, you can discard it.

A strong man's broken wrist is the characteristic that he needs to achieve great things. At this point, the ancestors of the Mongolian tribes brought this fighting style into full play on the battlefield.

In order to obtain more land, cattle and sheep, they can sacrifice the safety of their parents, wives, and children, and as long as they can win, they can rebuild their homes.

The more you give up, the more you fight, and the greater the intensity of the future counterattack.

Now, a man and a wolf have entered a desperate battle with a mortal heart, but there is no previous fierce offensive.

Stand opposite each other, hold your breath, stare at each other's every move, look for the other party's flaws, and once the opportunity arises, shoot fatally.

Life and death are only in the evening.

Zhao Yuankang held the sword in his right hand flat, and the thumb, middle finger, and ring finger of his left hand pinched the magic trick, looking pleasant, but in fact, he always felt that the vitality was leaking out greatly.

Fortunately, after he killed a blood wolf, he collected the ghost of Heiyun in time, otherwise, he would have been unable to survive at this time.

"The earth is windy and frosty, the blood is vast, the countries of the four seas, the soul king, the gods and demons retreat, only I am eternal, and I am as urgent as the law."

His expression was solemn, he recited the blood mantra leisurely, his hair flew in the air, and his blood covered his whole body, in the dim cave, like a burning tree, inserted in the cave, cutting off the direction of advance and retreat.

This blood soul spell, using blood as a medium, burning blood to cast a spell, can burst out ten times the spiritual power, with the power of the sky, to kill the enemy, but it is almost a certain death.

No one will make the decision to break the net unless they have to, but this is the only hope.

"Die!!"

Even with a sword, he turned into a bloody wind and rushed towards the blood wolf that had already jumped in the air and bit him.

Bang, bang.

The two powerful forces collided in the air, and they were immediately strangled together, and his sword light was like a whirlpool, and the blood rain spread out all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun and drowning the blood wolf.

Woo, whoa. The blood wolf tried his best to bite his left shoulder, and he didn't let go, but it was slashed by the blood sword, and the blood on its body continued to gush out, and it was quickly absorbed by the sword body, and it was unable to live.

With a bang, Zhao Yuankang's peachwood sword took off his hand, he no longer had the strength, and fell to the ground, with the blood wolf hanging on his shoulder.

Hum, suddenly something flew from the space above, carrying a faint red light, directly knocking the dead wolf away.

The object hovered over his head, and suddenly a tidal wave of blood poured out and flowed into his body.

Blood is the source of life, and every drop of essence and blood is the consumption of life.

Even if you donate blood, you can't exceed a certain amount of blood, and you must cultivate for a long time and increase your nutrition in order to gradually recover your energy, otherwise, it will hurt your vitality and fall into the root of the disease.

I remember reading a novel called "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood", which tells a person who sells blood all the way, sells it every few days, and finally almost sells his life.

Now, the blood in Zhao Yuankang's body is almost dry, and if he doesn't replenish it in time, I'm afraid he will die in less than twenty minutes.

As soon as this blood entered the body, his body functions sensed it, like a wheat seedling that had been in drought for a long time, and finally waited for the timely rain (not the boss of Liangshan, hehe), and the muscles of his whole body greedily absorbed this bloody, but life-saving blood.

Since ancient times, people have despised blood-squeezing, and greedy people are often called vampires, and they are condemned by humans and gods.

But ignoring that blood can also save people, if there is no sufficient blood bank, I am afraid that many people will die because they cannot be rescued in time.

It's like smoke, it can be used as a medicine to relieve pain, but it can also be used as a poison to destroy people's bodies and destroy people's will.

From this point of view, blood and poison are both good and evil, and the key depends on how to use it.

The blood was constantly replenished, so that his energy gradually recovered, and the pain in his body disappeared magically.

"I'm not dead?!" He slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

Above, he saw a half-meter-square object hovering, and because of its rapid rotation, it was impossible to distinguish its color and texture, but he was sure that this was the object he was looking for on this mission.

After another moment, he felt that the blood in his body was full enough, even more vigorous and powerful than before.

The thing above his head no longer injected blood into him, and the hovering speed gradually decreased, and gradually shrunk, and finally landed on the ground in front of him, which was already a six** square the size of a palm, and there was a faint fluorescence in the cave.

He stepped forward, grabbed the magic Rubik's Cube, and put it cold, which made him feel a chill in his heart, and the Rubik's Cube was able to restrain the cold qi and become an ordinary Rubik's Cube.

It is made of non-iron, non-stone and non-wood, the surface is crystal delicate, the texture is extremely clear, there are black, white, blue, green, yellow, blood six colors, the distribution is more messy, completely disrupted the order.

Among them, the blood-colored module is vivid, and the degree of realism is almost chaotic. seems to be contaminated with this Rubik's Cube, which makes people's hearts ripple and inexplicably give birth to murderous thoughts.

The Rubik's Cube was held in the palm of his hand, and a trace of blood and qi surrounded his fingertips, making his body feel like a swim.

But he didn't know the origin of this thing, and he didn't dare to contaminate it too much, so he sacrificed it in the air.

He kept thinking in his heart, this blood cube was guided by fate, hidden in such a mysterious place, it must be of extraordinary use.

The Rubik's Cube is a symbol of wisdom, and it is necessary to find a method and a mantra to solve the problem layer by layer, and finally, to put a color together completely.

Now, it seems that I have obtained this Blood Rubik's Cube, and there will be more guidance in the future, so that I can complete the path of cracking until the final combination is completed.

But this first level was so difficult that he almost lost his life, and the hardships after that were even more unimaginable.

In the tragic battle just now, he was only on the verge of death, and if there was no Blood Cube, he would have become a wandering spirit.

But this process of overcoming difficulties made him extremely excited.

Life is to have the courage to fight, rather than living only as promises, it is better to die vigorously.

Although he still didn't know the power and purpose of this Blood Cube, just from the divine effect of replenishing his blood and healing just now, he knew that this was a magic weapon that he urgently needed.

He was suffering from the two qi of ice and fire, which had become more and more serious, and if he didn't find a way to restrain himself, he really couldn't support it.

This blood cube contains things that suppress evil and drive away evil spirits, and the modules of the six colors should each contain a mysterious power that can restrain different aspects of matter.

Just from the color of blood, it can have the power to resurrect the dead, and other modules may have substances that remove ice and fire.

He believed that this guidance of fate would definitely be of great benefit and opportunity to his future practice.

But now the problem is how to get out, now that this treasure has been found, it is time to leave.

But with his mana, all things came true. Walking back, although the bell mouth is relatively wide, it is difficult to find the original closed entrance, go forward, the more dangerous it is, the road ahead is uncertain, how to get out.

"This blood cube, since it is stored in this cave and waiting to be born at this moment, it must not be willing to be buried here, and there must be a way to get out."

With an idea, he bowed to the Blood Cube in the air, praying silently in his heart.

The blood cube seemed to be quite spiritual, and with a turn, it flew towards the trumpet handle above, and Zhao Yuankang didn't dare to slack off and follow quickly.

After walking for about half an hour, he had come to a platform at the top, which was only one meter wide and one meter five high, and he could only bend over and squat on the platform.

There was no way ahead, and the road was blocked by a rock.

The Blood Cube spun faster, and it became bigger and bigger, causing the surrounding air flow to form a huge vortex, which smashed straight towards the rocks.

Boom, the rocks splashed, the rocks were knocked out of a hole half a meter in size, and a ray of sunlight came in from the outside.

Zhao Yuankang was ecstatic, crawled out of the cave with his backpack, felt the cold wind blowing his face, and couldn't help but sigh at the sky.

What a human being in two lives!!