Chapter 267: Broken Blood

Tian Kuan did not give up.

He had crawled out of the pile of dead people, in a more difficult time than the present, and he didn't know how much he had experienced, and the setbacks in front of him were not enough to make him despair.

There were sixteen blood cultivators left under his command, and half of them were wounded.

Blood Cultivation's vitality is more tenacious than Yuan Xiu's, but this doesn't mean that injuries have no effect on their strength.

The more fatal problem is the low morale and continuous setbacks, which are a huge blow to these blood cultivators from the wounded barracks. There are more and more blood cultivators who are escaping, and they don't want to become cannon fodder in Tian Kuan's hands. This group of blood cultivators was carefully selected from thousands of wounded soldiers, and they had a keen instinct for survival.

They soon noticed that there were loopholes in Tian Kuan's methods of controlling them, and they used these loopholes to escape.

The escape of his companions dealt an even greater blow to the morale of the remaining blood cultivators. They have no loyalty to speak of, and if they have the chance, they will try to escape from Tian Kuan's control.

What went wrong?

Tian Kuan also wondered in his heart, entering Matsuma City was like an evil spirit, and nothing went well.

"Your face, my lord?"

Suddenly, the startled voice of a blood cultivator reached his ears.

What's wrong with the face?

Tian Kuan touched his face meaningfully, his tentacles were wet, and his palms froze.

The other blood cultivators looked at Tian Kuan, their eyes full of horror.

Tian Kuan's gaze fell on his fingers, which were stained with dark red and gray blood, and the unpleasant rancid smell penetrated his nose. His eyes showed fear, deep fear, and his fingers trembled slightly.

He didn't need to look at it, he knew that the blood lines on his cheeks at the moment would be like the annual rings of a dry stump, shattered. Gray dark red blood oozed from the fracture.

Broken lines!

Tian Kuan's brain was blank, and the legendary broken lines actually happened to him.

His forehead was rapidly dehydrated and dried up, as old as the bark of a tree, with numerous wrinkles and ravines, and his black hair turned gray at a rate visible to the naked eye. The strong muscles withered, and the straight back was stiffened. In the blink of an eye, Tian Kuan was dozens of years old.

The blood cultivators who had witnessed this change almost crawled backwards, and they looked at Tian Kuan with fear, as if they were looking at a monster.

They didn't know what was happening, and because of that, the fear in their hearts was even stronger.

"Broken streaks of dead blood, why? Why broken streaks of dead blood?"

The old man's dry voice was full of fear and panic, and Tian Kuan's voice was like a different person.

Fear, intense fear. Occupying every corner of Tian Kuan's body and mind, he is like a beast in trouble.

Broken lines are the thing that blood cultivation fears the most, which means that cultivation has gone astray, the realm has collapsed, and blood lines have begun to break. Blood streaks are the source of blood cultivation power, once the blood streaks begin to break, the vitality in the blood will gradually disappear, and the bright red blood will turn gray. With the death of life in the blood. Eventually, the blood will turn into clear water, and that is when the blood cultivator dies.

Only in cultivation did extremely serious mistakes occur. There is a possibility that the blood streak will break.

What is wrong with you?

Tian Kuan forced himself to calm down, completely ignoring the blood cultivators who fled in all directions.

Blood cultivators were frightened by Tian Kuan's changes, and the formation of blood patterns brought them great strength, which was the greatest comfort to them. But seeing Tian Kuan's aging, they realized that the path of blood cultivation was not as easy as they thought. More dangerous.

Although Yuan Xiu's cultivation speed was a little slower, it was very safe, and such a terrible situation would not occur.

They didn't know what would happen to Tian Kuan next, but they knew that Tian Kuan had become extremely weak at this moment.

Several blood cultivators stared at Tian Kuan, and the bitter hatred in their eyes flashed.

None of the people alive would be grateful to Tian Kuan. hatred for Tian Kuan, but everyone has it.

But Tian Kuan is very powerful on weekdays, they are afraid that Tian Kuan still has any backhand, a few people hesitated, or slowly retreated, and saw that Tian Kuan was unaware, so they turned around and fled, and plunged into the forest.

Vitality was declining, Tian Kuan carefully recalled what he had done during this time, and suddenly woke up.

Why do you feel that entering Matsuma Castle is not going well anywhere? Because from the very beginning, I have chosen a wrong path, and I have never done it with the help of external forces. It seems that everywhere has the upper hand, everywhere is arranged, but in fact, it is ridiculous, look at the hatred in the eyes of those who escaped, I want to cut him with a thousand knives.

Since when?

From the beginning of the fight with that guy in the soldiers' department, he was injured and his heart was shaken. Seeing Yu Mingqiu seriously injured Situ Zhong again, he was greatly frightened. Entering Matsuma Castle, the shock and impact of the Battle of Long Street made him lose his spirit.

Just step by step, fear firmly occupied his heart and made him hesitate. It seems that he is in control of everything, but in fact he tries to use external forces, which means that he has lost confidence in himself.

This is the demon of the heart.

The demons breed in the heart, the mind is shaken, and the whole body is mobilized.

The change of life and death is so mysterious, the blood spiritual power quietly changes, the balance is broken, the realm collapses, and the blood streaks are broken.

It turned out that since then, his mind has been taken away from him and he has lost his indomitable momentum.

Tian Kuan's eyes became clear, his legs were spread, his left hand was on the ground, and he leaned forward like a beast. Make a fist with your right hand, turn it back to your back, and strike it on the tail vertebrae.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound of fried beans, and the tail vertebrae lit up with a ball of blood.

The fingers of the fist struck up along the spine one by one, and with each knock, there would be a crisp sound, and a ball of blood would light up.

A series of explosions lingered, and the continuous blood light dissipated.

Tian Kuan stood up, his back straightened again, the wrinkles on his face dissipated, and his skin returned to his usual moisturized and smooth skin, except for his head full of white hair like snow.

Vertebral blood is the thing that saves his life.

He is a divine guard, and his cultivation is the body. In the cultivation on weekdays, a trace of essence blood will be stored in the vertebrae, which is the vertebral blood. He just didn't expect it to be useful one day.

He had cultivated for so long, and after surviving rounds of blood refining, he only condensed a wisp of vertebrae as thick as a filament.

Although this wisp of vertebral blood was scarce in number, it was extremely powerful, and when it was stimulated, it quickly stabilized his situation.

Tian Kuan sighed softly, he used to think that he was a fearless person, but now he knows his cowardice.

Is it a bad thing? Tian Kuan felt that it was not, on the contrary, he felt that it was a good thing. How is it a bad thing to know your cowardice early and recognize yourself early?

Maybe that's the meaning of cultivation.

What's more, he is not without a chance.

As long as he wins this battle, he will break the knot in his heart in one fell swoop.

Reversing life and death, and surviving in a desperate situation, is what my generation did.

Only victory can speak for itself.

Tian Kuan suddenly raised his head, and the fluctuation of Matsuma City's Yuan Force became extremely intense, like boiling water.

Ai Hui is nailing the ninth golden needle.

Tian Kuan walked slowly among the ruins.

"The ninth golden needle. The girl in red muttered.

Yan Hai looked at Miss with awe on his face, he had witnessed the changes in Miss in the past few days. Miss's temperament became more and more ethereal, more and more difficult to fathom, like a mist in a high mountain and a deep stream, which would dissipate with the wind at any time.

The young lady has become stronger.

He didn't see Miss cultivate, but he could deeply feel the change in Miss. He didn't know the mystery inside, but he couldn't help but think of what Miss said to him a few days ago.

The secret must be there, he secretly remembered it in his heart, he didn't understand this just because his realm was too low.

"Remarkable. ”

The girl in red was full of admiration, she looked up at the sky, the Yuan Force fluctuated violently, and colorful ripples appeared in the sky, layer upon layer.

The girl in red, who was looking up at the sky, suddenly said, "We're leaving." ”

"Let's go?" Yan Hai's face was blank.

"Exit Matsuma Castle. The girl in red retracted her gaze: "The Yuan Force of the entire Matsuma City has been stimulated, the sky, the underground, the surrounding grass and trees, we need to retreat a little farther, otherwise we will be caught in it." ”

The girl in red quietly left Matsuma City with Yan Hai, found a mountain peak overlooking Matsuma Castle, and watched everything that happened in Matsuma Castle.

When the ninth golden needle was completely nailed in, the chaotic colored ripples in the sky of Matsuma Castle suddenly turned into a colorful vortex of light. The colorful whirlpools are constantly merging and expanding, gradually becoming distinct.

The five elemental forces of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth form a perfect five-element ring in the sky of Matsuma Castle.

The abnormal fluctuation of the Yuan Force made Yu Mingqiu's hollow eyes in the sky regain focus. His physical strength was exhausted to the limit, and he single-handedly guarded the sky of Matsuma Castle, and he didn't know how to hold on until now.

The battle on the ground did not stop, and the battle in the sky did not stop either, and in the end he only relied on instinct to fight.

Finally got through it......

He staggered to the ground, stumbled when he landed, sat on the ground with his butt, fell backwards, and collapsed on the ground like mud.

Looking at the five elements ring in the sky with a blank look, he didn't even want to move a finger.

I'm tired and tired, and I don't know if there is an additional subsidy......

You're going to mess up again, that's your own business, the most handsome person is going to sleep......

His eyelids grew heavier, and the darkness consumed him.

Yu Mingqiu's miserable appearance startled everyone, but the snoring sound that followed made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. Everyone is full of admiration, and Yu Mingqiu's performance these days has won everyone's respect. If it weren't for him guarding the sky, everyone wouldn't have been able to hold on to it now, let alone nail the gold needle.

The five elements of the sky stabilized.

Those fierce blood beasts, showing a look of horror, turned around and fled.

Looking down from the sky, the red tide quickly receded outside the city, it was a blood beast running wildly.

After a brief silence, Matsuma Castle burst into cheers.

Amid the cheers, the exhausted Ai Hui sat on the ground.

Nine golden needles, Master, Master, I'm done.

He couldn't help grinning when the master was talking to him like a child offering a treasure.

Around him, the team members staggered. The No. 1 team of the Academy A is the team with the most battles and the heaviest tasks, and it has been able to hold out until now, and everyone relies on it completely. At this point, their task was complete, the breath dissipated, and everyone fell.

Although they were exhausted, their eyes were still fixed on the embroidery workshop.

In the jade embroidery workshop, the closed door of the quiet room slowly opened. (To be continued.) )