Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Consequences of Drawing the Sword
Wang Jian stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword, I don't know if it was an illusion, Wang Jian felt the ground shake, he looked at the magic hand, and the magic hand replied: "Do you feel it too", it seems that the ground is indeed shaking.
Wang Jian replied: "Yes... Ahh
The Demon Hand was startled, and immediately flew over to pull Wang Jian out of the crack, but before the Demon Hand could come, the crack had already been repaired and closed again, as if it had never appeared, but there was one less person.
The demon hand stood there, still unable to accept the fact that Wang Jian was suddenly engulfed, this kid is usually so clever, why did he suddenly say that he was gone?
"Oh no! this space has become unstable!" Lei Huo Lao Dao exclaimed, this space is shaking, from time to time there is a space collapse, cracks appear, from the collapsed space can faintly see other time and space, connected to the unknown world, and then repaired, it seems that it has never appeared, this is the remaining repair ability of this space is working, and when the crack appears for a long time and does not disappear, this space will be destroyed.
Lao Dao looked around, and the door appeared again at this time, and he could see the scene outside the door. Seeing that the demon hand was still in a daze, he drank: "Hurry up, take away the cracks of the predecessors, there is no breath of destruction, the predecessors have cultivated to a high level, and there is not necessarily a danger to their lives! But it will be dangerous for us to stay here any longer!"
Hearing this, the Demon Hand could not rescue Wang Jian, so he could only set off towards the door with the old way, the farther away from the ground, the more frequent the spatial cracks in the air appeared, I have to say that Wang Jian was swallowed by the first crack that appeared and this crack appeared on the ground is really lucky.
The zombies wandered aimlessly after the pitch-black baby was taken out of the body by the spirit tiger, and no longer seemed to have a sense of mission as before, and still did not feel the crisis coming.
The other cultivators also sensed that something had happened in this space, and rushed to the door one by one. This space is only a few hundred miles in size, if it is usual, the distance of the slowest cultivator in the door is also extremely fast, but at this time, the crack that suddenly appeared has become the biggest obstacle.
There are rifts in the interdimensional space connected to the unknown world, and there are cracks with the collapse of the plane with the breath of destruction, and the cracks exist for longer and longer, from the original fleeting to the afterimage of the picture, the destruction of this small world is imminent.
Qi Tian, who was preparing to use the gourd to heal his wounds, also noticed the abnormality, and after scolding his mother, he decisively took out a hidden Xuanhuang scroll, and after thinking about it, it turned into a foamy ball of light, and when a crack appeared, he directly drilled into the crack and left this space.
A crack with an aura of destruction suddenly appeared on the waist of a running cultivator, narrow and slender, only the size of a finger, stretching for several meters.
He is not dead yet, he is a monk of the Jindan realm, his vitality is extremely strong, as long as his heart or brain is not fatally injured, he will not die, so he also uses his vitality to forcibly take his body out.
Some people don't have such good luck, some have been wiped out of half of their bodies, some have completely disappeared from the world, and some have been swallowed up in another dimensional space.
The Demon Hand and the Thunder Fire Elder walked out of the door safely, the Thunder Fire is the highest cultivation among the cultivators in the door, the cultivation is the orthodox avenue, there is a faint premonition of the bad luck, can roughly sense the time and direction of the crack to appear, and successfully escaped.
Outside the door, the survivors are still palpitating, it's too miserable, people's bodies are so fragile, they are touched by the cracks in the space, and they will be wiped out somewhere.
A group of people said goodbye miserably, thinking that when they first came, they all wanted to compete for the opportunity and were ambitious, but now they are like defeated roosters, all of them are depressed, but they are secretly lucky to pick up a life.
In the camp, the magic hand was reporting to Hawkeye what he had experienced on this trip, and his words did not contain a trace of emotion, calm and terrifying, as if his heart was dead, and Hawkeye was also sad after hearing it: "Wang Jian!
Seeing that the demon hand was in a trance, he also knew that the demon hand was already sad about this, so he had to comfort: "The demon... Ah Tong, you..."
"Shut up, you don't deserve to call me by my real name!" The demon hand suddenly became as excited as a little leopard who suddenly became angry: "My name, only my mother can shout! Mother was killed by you in this life, and now Wang Jian is gone, how many more people will you harm!"
The Demon Hand seemed to mention the past in his words, and when he heard the words, Hawkeye seemed to be ten years old: "This is what you really thought!
"Excuses! They are all excuses! Do you know that my mother asked me to protect you before she died! But you bad man never thought of her!" the demon hand gasped, and his angry eyes seemed to burst into flames.
Hawkeye leaned over and covered his head: "I, I also have a hard time! I've always loved her."
The magic hand sneered: "Haha! It's really the biggest joke in the world, Lin Daxiaozi can still say such a thing, don't you feel ashamed?" After speaking, the magic hand no longer looked at Hawkeye, slammed the door and left, leaving Hawkeye there as if reminiscing and regretting.
Besides, Wang Jian was engulfed by the spatial crack, fortunately, this crack did not have the breath of destruction, it was a passage to another dimension to other spaces.
When Wang Jian woke up, it was a sunny day, or awakened by the dazzling sun, Wang Jian slowly opened his eyes, his mouth was thirsty, and his head was dizzy to death, and he endured the discomfort to check the condition of his body, fortunately, the important organs were fine, only a small injury, two broken ribs, which hurt the lungs, causing breathing like pulling a windmill, and painful.
The sword was still firmly held in his hand, and he recalled that he had just pulled out the sword and had an accident, and couldn't help but wonder if it was he who pulled out the sword and was swallowed by the crack.
in the mind. Lao Bai's voice came: "You kid guessed right! Guess right, yes, yes."
Wang Jian smiled, "Lao Bai, don't say the accent, I can hear it!", at this time what Lao Bai said in his mind was still playing repeatedly.
Lao Bai said angrily: "This is because your consciousness is injured! You kid is really good at looking for trouble, I was woken up when I just said that I was going to fall asleep!"
Wang Jian asked, "What's going on?"
Lao Bai replied: "There are many spaces in Dumen, and the one you were in before was one of them, and that space was destroyed in a certain war, so you used this sword to suppress that space, and you pulled out that sword, and that space was shattered like this!
Wang Jian smacked his tongue: "What is that space destroyed? What about the people in it? What about those spirit fruits? Is there really a netherworld mansion? What is the origin of this sword?"
Lao Bai was impatient, "These things don't have much to do with you now, you will naturally know in the future if you practice well!" and then said: "The spirit fruits you eat are good, you can be more early in the future, it will also be good for me!"
Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, I said how to eat so many spirit fruits, the body has not yet reached the point of the spiritual energy of the demon hand, listening to this, it was secretly swallowed by Lao Bai!
Lao Bai seemed to realize that he had missed his words, so he simply continued: "Those spirit trees, they are all immortal existences, if this space is destroyed, it will naturally go to another space, the spirit fruit you eat, but it is not wasted at all, you know, it takes a lot of things to repair the heart of heaven, and now this thing is just a little drizzle, which can keep me awake for a while!"
Wang Jian was at a loss: "What is the heart of heaven?"
"It's the one you've always wore!"
Wang Jian knew clearly, the so-called Heart of Heaven is the tortoise shell, listening to what Bai Ying said, it seems that the Heart of Heaven has been damaged a lot and needs a lot of things to repair, and it also means that the Heart of Heaven is very extraordinary, maybe the spirit of the white tiger is also among them, so the sudden appearance of the spirit tiger at that time can also be explained.
"Although it takes a lot of effort to repair the Heart of Heaven, the benefits you get are definitely greater than the pay! I am tired again ... Hello do it yourself" Lao Bai said and lost his voice, and obviously fell asleep again.
Wang Jian stood up with a broken sword and struggled to stand up, first looking for some water and food, and then figuring out where he was, and finding a place to recuperate! Looking around, there was an endless prairie, and Wang Jian was in a pit, and it seemed that this pit was smashed out by him falling from a high altitude.