Chapter Ninety-Seven: Life Hangs by a Thread
The danger behind him may end his life in the next second, and his heartbeat makes people "tremble" uncontrollably. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info "Knock knock, knock knock" kept trembling, as if it could never stop. However, Lan Lingmu is not like it stops, because as soon as it stops, it means that he will also die.
Lan Lingmu fled to the depths of the cave like a rat crossing the street. Along the way, they occasionally encounter skeletons or strangely non-human skeletons, and every time they pass by them, they will stand up and attack him suddenly. Although the deeper you go into the cave, the fewer skeletons you will encounter, the more powerful you will become.
Lan Lingmu had already fled for a quarter of an hour, and when he was caught up for the first time, he turned into a "mad demon" who was tall and tall, but after a simple fight, he had already fallen into disadvantage. This made him even more convinced that he was not an enemy monster. In desperation, he continued to flee to the depths of the cave.
During this period, he was intercepted by the skeleton man five times, and three times he was caught up by humanoid monsters. However, each time he did not fight the skeletons and humanoid monsters head-on, but tried to avoid the attacks as much as possible, and continued to flee towards the depths of the cave. Despite this, he suffered injuries to his shoulders and back to varying degrees, but his quick recovery did not affect his escape. Moreover, the power of resentment in the cave is still very strong compared to the outside world, even stronger than the killing door, which allows him to use the power of resentment when he escapes to make himself barely maintain a good situation.
"Here we go again!"
Lan Lingmu saw a black skeleton lying on the ground in front of him suddenly stand up, with a terrifying pale blue flame burning in his eyes, and he knew that it was another person who was blocking him. Picking up the blood-colored giant sword in his hand, he swung a red sword aura at the black skeleton man. In the face of interception a few times before, Lan Lingmu also swung his sword qi first, used the sword qi to shock the skeleton man back, and then took advantage of this to escape. However, what he didn't expect this time was that the black skeleton man only grabbed it with one hand, and shattered Lan Lingmu's sword qi.
"How is that possible?"
Lan Lingmu was taken aback, and burst out of his half-demonic beast appearance, swinging several sword qi one after another, one more ruthless than the other, one stronger than the other, and the strongest sword qi even surprised Hantian Erzhongtian.
But......
As if going back in time, the black skeleton man stretched out his hand, and the sword qi slashed into his hand, which suddenly made a crisp sound like glass and turned into pieces. One after another, the sword qi hit his hand, and they all turned into pieces, and then disappeared.
"This ...... How is that possible?"
Lan Lingmu couldn't believe the facts in front of him, even if the black skeleton was very powerful in life. Even so, with only bones left, how could it be so powerful. Could it be that the Black Skull's cultivation before his death had reached the peak of the Rare Heaven Realm?
The pinnacle of the Hantian realm, what is that concept? Lan Lingmu had never heard of someone reaching the pinnacle of the Hantian realm. Even if there is such a person, how can he die here?
At this moment, he suddenly felt that this cave was very strange, so strange that it scared him. The peerless powerhouses all died here, and you can imagine the horror of the cave.
Maybe it was inertia, or maybe it was that he didn't recover from the shock, Lan Lingmu still rushed straight towards the black skeleton man. By the time he could react, the black skeleton had already punched him in the face, instantly knocking him "back the way he came".
The black skeleton man could crush the sword qi, and he could think of the terrifying nature of this punch. Lan Lingmu was beaten back, and he flew diagonally, hitting the wall, and directly knocked out a big hole, and he didn't see anyone.
"Haha," the laughter was crisp and hoarse, as if angels and demons were laughing together, and suddenly their voices became hoarse, "Do you think you can escape? You're dead!"
The humanoid monster flew into the hole, using the black fork and the golden holy sword to pick up the pieces of rubble, intending to deal Lan Lingmu with a final blow. But when he picked it to the end, he didn't find Lan Lingmu.
"Huh?" the angel's voice sounded crisp, with a hint of confusion and innocence in his tone, "Where did he go?"
The humanoid monster looked around and noticed a different spot on the wall. He had already picked up most of the rubble in the hole, but the walls of that place were still dense with rubble.
"Huh?" the humanoid monster curiously picked open a piece of rubble, and the two stones rolled down, revealing a small hole. The humanoid monster continued to pick open, revealing a hole three feet in diameter.
"It looks like he's fled, but in that direction...... Deep. Hehe! Kill yourself. The humanoid monster smiled weirdly and flew out of the hole. The black skeleton man also stood numbly in place, motionless, the phosphorus fire in his eyes had been extinguished.
At that time, Lan Lingmu was pressed against a pile of rubble on his body, unable to move, and the pain on his face when he was in pain recently was hot, like a volcano. At this time, Lan Lingmu, who was originally a demonic beast, also regained his senses, which were almost out of control, and returned to his former human appearance. Restored to his human form, he quickly understood his situation, and when to flee if he did not flee at this time. He used the space just now made by his huge body to cut a hole with his sword, then put the stone in the space behind him, and then drilled all the way forward. Since he was beaten and didn't know where he was going, he didn't know where he was going.
Actually, he was wrong, there was one place that he would definitely regret when he arrived, and that was the depths of the cave.
I don't know how long it has been since he was so embarrassed, and now he is in rags, as if he has returned to the underground cave of the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest, and his clothes are not covered.
"Xiao Jiu, can you enter the Nine Dry Ring now?" He wasn't sure if the humanoid monster and the black skeleton man were still chasing him, he was still in danger now, and only by entering the Nine Thousand Ring could he be considered truly safe.
"Can't!"
“......”
Lan Lingmu was speechless for a while, and quickly opened the way as he flew, chopping the rocks one by one, and then picking them behind him, blocking the back road. Digging and digging, he suddenly noticed that the rock became easier to cut. It's as if I had been sharpening stone and now I was cutting wood.
"Huh?" he curiously grabbed a flying stone, and instantly noticed that the weight of the stone had been lightened, and the stone in his hand was like the weight of the same volume of wood, which proved that his feeling just now was not an illusion.
"Could it be that the mystery in the cave is ahead?" Lan Lingmu's eyes lit up, and he worked harder to sharpen the stone. The farther you cut, the lighter the stone becomes. However, when a certain amount is reached, the hardness of the stone gradually recovers.
"Is it too much?" Lan Lingmu picked up a stone from the ground and squeezed it a little harder, and it was immediately shattered. However, he could clearly feel the difference in the hardness of the stones. So, he went back to the lightest place of the stone.
There is no doubt that there must be a mystery in the lightest part of the stone, what is it?
Now Lan Lingmu was entangled again, should he dig up or down? After a short period of thought, he chose the most likely one.
In distress, he sat on the ground and stuck his face at his feet. Suddenly, there was a "boom" sound, like the sound of a piece of sugar suddenly breaking. The place where he was sitting suddenly collapsed, and the slab of rock that had become crumbles and his entire body fell.
He saw that the place where he had fallen was shrinking, and his mouth was wide open, but he could not say anything, as if he had been under some spell, and could not make any sound. Even his movements were frozen, as if time had frozen and locked his movements. However, he kept falling!
What's wrong with me? Why can't I make a sound, why can't I move my body? Am I just going to fall to the ground? Am I going to fall to my death? No, no, no...... Little Nine, Little Nine......
However, Xiao Jiu did not respond, which made him fall into despair. He didn't know, in fact, Xiao Jiu had already spoken, but he couldn't hear it.
And so he kept falling, falling. He fell for a long time without reaching the end, which made him mistakenly believe that he had fallen into a bottomless pit.
If he is able to turn around, he will see a white dot underneath the "bottomless pit", which gradually increases with each point he drops. However, before he fell a point, the sense of danger in his heart increased by one point, and the despair of dying increased accordingly, and ...... The desire to survive will also increase by one point.
I can't die yet, I still have a big revenge to avenge, I can't die yet, I still have a big revenge to avenge. Yes, you can't die, you can't die......
The despair of dying and the desire to survive are not necessarily the relationship between one and the other, but sometimes they are mutually reinforcing like Lan Lingmu.
Finally, he closed his eyes and let his body fall. He didn't know that half an hour after he closed his eyes, his body was already close to the white point. The light from the white dot illuminated his entire back, and in such a light that his front could be clearly seen.
The current Lan Lingmu felt as if he had fallen from the air into the water, and in an instant, a burst of resistance slowed down his falling speed. At the same time, a new force like a baby in the mother's womb made him instantly refreshed.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a white world. This made him see a glimmer of life, and the despair in his heart disappeared in an instant.
He continued to fall, and while he was still immersed in the joy of hope, he fell into a "black world".
Black represents despair, and he falls back into despair.
In the darkness, something seemed to enter his body strongly, and even as a killer, he not only shivered.
Yes!!!
He wanted to scream but couldn't, he could only get stuck in his throat, turning into silence, and he felt every inch of his body muscles withering rapidly. It is like a corpse thrown in the desert, the water in the corpse slowly evaporates, and the flesh gradually thins into skin and bones, outlining the shape of every inch of bone.
However, this process was more than ten times faster on Lan Lingmu's body. His flesh withered and thinned at a rate visible to the naked eye, and his hair was rough and falling out.
The flame of hope that had just been lit was completely overwhelmed by the darkness, and there was not even a trace of residual warmth.
It was at this moment that his fall stopped, and he remained in this darkness forever.
The white light wrapped around the black light, and the black light wrapped around Lan Lingmu.
There was silence!
Huh!Finally ...... I still can't avoid it...... Die! But I can't die! I can't ......
Lan Lingmu closed her eyes and felt the chapped pain from the evaporation of water in her body. Maybe after a while, he will become a dried corpse, maybe not just a dried corpse, the skin and bones will be turned into ashes.
At this moment, the warm pictures of Lan Lingmu and her family in the past appeared in front of him one by one, as if they had experienced it yesterday. However, in the end, there was a person who made him hate to death - the Demon Emperor. The Demon Emperor laughed, his hateful face as if he was laughing at him.
No, I can't die, I can't die! But my body can't move at all, and my mana can't run along the meridians, what should I do? By the way, in addition to mana, I also have the power of resentment. The Power of Resentment...... The power of resentment can be used !!
Lan Lingmu burst into joy and hurriedly mobilized the power of resentment in the dantian. Suddenly, a black resentful power burst out of his already cracked dantian. The black power of resentment is confused with the black "world", and it is impossible to distinguish who from whom. He tried to control the power of resentment to envelop him and block the erosion of the black space, but only slightly slowed the erosion.
At this time, everyone could see the nature of the power clearly, and they would find that the white light was wrapped around the black light, and the black light was wrapped around Lan Lingmu's black resentment power.
Lan Ling Muping lay in the package of resentful power, his eyes were dilated like the eyes of an old man, his limbs were as thin as dry firewood, and the whole person looked like an old man. Even his spirit began to blur, but he still meditated in his heart:
"I can't die, I can't die, I can't die......"
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