Chapter 12: Giving Up?

Click-click-click............

In a short time, the large array was full of cracks.

"Bang! Finally, this killing array couldn't withstand the power of the young man's sword, and burst open!

"How could his strength be so strong? Seeing that the young man broke through the killing array they were proud of with a single sword, everyone stared at the young man in shock with shocked eyes!"

Before they could turn around, the young man's body moved again, holding the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Wang Zhentao fiercely, this sword, even the air was torn!

Thorn ......

The sword light flashed over Wang Zhentao's body, his body was divided into two, and he pointed at the young man, as if he had something to say, his eyes were wide, and he couldn't bat at himself!

"Woo Woo ............"

When many elders saw that the sect master had died at the hands of this demon, they immediately fled in panic!

Boom!

The young man quickly slashed a few swords in the direction of everyone's flight, but after a few breaths, a rain of blood fell in the air.

Climb the mountain road, step through the air, and walk with a long sword in hand.

"Heling Gate, not a single one will be left!"

Whether it is a man or a woman, no matter how they cultivate, or the old and weak, women and children, they are all harvesting their lives with a sword.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Gradually, up and down the entire Heling Gate, there was no living mouth, corpses and bones were everywhere, and red blood stained the entire land.

Later, the young man went to find out the murderer in the town that year, and killed all the living people with extremely ferocious means, and went to the original time when the girl was persecuted, and the family behind the core disciple was also full of extermination, and none of them lived!

Later, the young man walked to many places where they had stayed, and finally returned to the "Heling Gate", looking at the ruins not far away and being silent for a long time.

After ten years, a familiar place, but it has long been its own thing!

If I could have such a strong cultivation at the beginning, Xin'er would not have died, in the final analysis, I still blame myself for being too weak. The young man muttered in a depressed mood.

Immediately, the picture disappeared after a burst of whiteness, and Jun Mochen woke up from the story in the painting!"

There are mixed feelings in my heart, and my expression is extremely complicated.

No matter where you are, you are the jungle, the strong are always strong, and the weak can only be bullied. I can't even do the people I want to protect!

This reminded Jun Mochen of his past life, why wasn't it the same?

The three-foot long sword, is it still constantly lovesick?

Shaking his head, don't think about it anymore, the past is a thing of the past, just let it drift away with the wind!

Calming his mind, Jun Mochen cautiously walked towards the main tomb, but there was no more crisis along the way, and he successfully reached the main tomb.

I saw that there was a stone gate blocking the entrance, Jun Mochen pondered for a while, and decided to open the stone door to find out, since he had come here, it was not his style to retreat when he came here.

Jun Mochen guessed that this tomb was most likely the tomb of the young man in Fang Cai's painting.

Although there may be unknown dangers inside, there may also be treasures or opportunities inside, and danger and opportunity coexist!

Generally, this kind of stone door has a clue, either it is completely sealed, or it will definitely be opened if it finds a clue, Jun Mochen muttered to himself.

However, there is another way, to solve it violently, he directly accumulates his strength, and throws a rude punch towards Shimen!

Click......

At a speed visible to the naked eye, there were bursts of cracks in the stone gate, and then it spread wildly in all directions, and in a short time, the entire stone gate completely shattered and collapsed!

This............

Jun Mochen didn't expect that it would be so easy to open, and he thought it would take a lot of effort.

Walking into the tomb, Jun Mochen's eyes lit up.

The main room of this tomb is divided into two parts, left and right, stepping into the left side first, Jun Mochen saw a lot of pills, there are healing pills, those that restore true qi, those that increase cultivation for a short time, and there are several pills that he can't use for the time being.

"Put a few books not far away, watch it, Jun Mochen shook his head, and fulfilled the guess just now in his heart, this tomb is undoubtedly the young man in the painting."

Because, the exercises just now are not in line with the normal monk's exercises.

However, there is a body method that attracted Jun Mochen's eyes, and this body method is called "Ghost Speed".

It is divided into five layers, and when you cultivate to the first layer, you can stack twice your own speed, and when you cultivate to the second layer, you can stack twice your own speed, and so on.

Jun Mochen grinned, and said excitedly: This body method is awesome!

Doubling his own speed, which can save his life at a critical time in the fight, and then, Jun Mochen found a wrap and packed these things.

Alas, if only I had a storage bag, I wouldn't have to worry about things not being able to fit it, glancing at the wrapping wrapped in a lump, Jun Mochen sighed!

Lifting the shroud, Jun Mochen walked to the right of the main room, and he was dumbfounded as soon as he entered.

I saw that there was only one stone bed in the whole room, and there was nothing behind it.

"Yes, to be able to come here, you are the first to do it in 5,000 years. ”

Suddenly, a creepy voice sounded from the air............

"Who's coming out!"

Jun Mochen's mind tensed, and he looked around cautiously, as if he was facing a great enemy!

I saw an illusory figure gradually appear in the air......

"Is it you"!?" Jun Mochen looked shocked and a little incredulous.

This illusory figure is suddenly the young man in the painting, but how many years have passed, how can he still exist in the world? Then his cultivation must be extremely terrifying!

Jun Mochen was vigilant, and subconsciously stepped back, widening the distance between him and the young man, and holding Jian Bing tightly in his hand.

"You don't need to worry, if I want to kill you, all I need is a thought. ”

As he spoke, the young man stepped forward and walked a few steps, looking at Jun Mochen, a smile appeared on his face, and a trace of ecstasy appeared in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash!

"Who the hell are you?" Jun Mochen couldn't help but ask.

"I"? Didn't you already guess it in your heart? The young man looked at Jun Mochen playfully.

In vain, Jun Mochen felt a chill down his spine!

It was as if something extremely terrifying was staring at him............

"In less than ten years, my soul will completely disappear from this world......

Yes, he is only a soul body now, and he has no physical body, because as early as thousands of years ago, because he was a demon cultivator, he was jointly pursued and killed by various sects, and he was defeated, seriously injured, and his body was almost shattered.

In desperation, he went to a relatively barren place in Beizhou on the mainland, and dug a cave at random to recuperate from his injuries.

However, the damage to the physical body is too severe, so I can only abandon the physical body, let the soul sleep and recuperate, and wait for the day when someone will come here and find a suitable physical body as a host.

"But I didn't expect that this kind of wait is thousands of years, and with the passage of time, the soul gradually becomes illusory and weak!"

Finally there is someone who can walk to this place, although your body is too weak, but this is a small problem, the young man's eyes were in a trance, and he muttered as if talking to himself.

As soon as the words fell, the illusory young man's figure suddenly moved, and pounced on Jun Mochen at an extremely fast speed!