Xiao Yi sat down on the ground, ignoring the burning pain all over his body.

Pain, for him, has long been commonplace.

No matter how big the pain is, as long as he doesn't want to, he won't even frown for half a minute.

It's just that the current situation... , made him feel so powerless for the first time, and it was the first time he felt so dead.

He has always been bold.

Back then, when he first came to the Central Domain, he dared to cross the spatial turbulence that was known as the place of death.

This time, he was just as bold, he had long known that once the Blood and Poison Pills broke out, it would be quite a terrible consequence.

Before his consciousness completely dissipated, he saw with his own eyes that the four powerful elders of Jinghua Shuiyue were directly drowned in the river of blood and poison, and they died instantly.

But he was certain that he couldn't die.

So he still gambled with his life and fought hard.

At that moment, there was nothing else he could do.

The strength of the four elders is far beyond his imagination.

Especially Elder Jingyue, who could be crushed directly, close to the strength of the two hall masters of Chengfeng and Hengtian in seconds, so that Xiao Yi had no chance of winning at all.

After that, the four of them joined forces in the phantom array, which directly helped Xiao Yi to have no hope of escaping.

He can only fight Jedi, explode blood and poison Erdan.

As a result, he won the fight, and the four elders of Jinghua Shuiyue were completely alive and dead, while he was still alive.

But how is the consequence of death now?

When he came to the Central Domain, he also had a small world that was damaged, his body was damaged, and his cultivation was almost lost.

But that time, after all, left him with some hope.

By slowly recovering, he still restored his body and cultivation to the peak.

And this time?

This body is no longer broken, it is simply a collapsed body.

The cultivation is lost, all the complete martial arts are scattered, the small world is completely destroyed, and the physical body is directly destroyed.

It is almost a miracle that this body can still keep him alive.

Not to mention recovery, even if it is used for ordinary cultivation, it can't be done.

This completely cut off all his hopes.

Not to mention that he can't use any means now, even if he can, even if he is in his heyday, if he faces such a 'seriously injured warrior' by himself, he can't do anything at all.

With the alchemy methods he controlled, or the more advanced alchemist methods he knew, there was no way to repair the damaged body of this game.

How serious the collapse of this body was, as a profound alchemist, he himself naturally knew very well.

And this is where he is most desperate.

I'm afraid that even a legendary alchemist of the level of the Medicine Venerable Hall Master, who can be called the number one alchemist in the continent, would not want to repair this body in the slightest.

The medicine stone is spiritless, beyond the reach of human beings, or it is the most appropriate description today.

"Is that the end of it?"

Xiao Yat's terrifying face spit out a few words weakly.

The aura of despair lingered over his entire body.

For a warrior, there is nothing more terrifying than despair.

Xiao Yi's eyes, which were already like carrion, were extremely hollow.

In front of him, by the small lake, a small grass suddenly grew strong.

The rate of growth is visible to the naked eye.

That grass is not some precious natural treasure, Ganoderma lucidum wonderful grass.

The grass was just an ordinary weed, only about a few inches high.

Xiao Yi glanced at it, and his empty eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of doubt.

"This place itself is a highly poisonous place, and the poisonous aura still remnants of the earth. ”

"Weeds can thrive?"

Xiao Yi stretched out his hand tremblingly, dragged the broken body, and scooped up some clear water in the small lake next to the grass again.

"What strange water. ”

"It's just clear water, it's just a small lake filled with potholes, and the lake can't flow out, but if the dead lake is stagnant, it's so vibrant?"

"The water implies the rules of heaven and earth, and it is extremely clear?"

Xiao Yi didn't know that in the past ten days, the rain of martial arts has been falling for ten consecutive days.

Of course, he didn't know what the rain of martial arts was.

These martial arts rains are not pure things, let alone precious cultivation things that can be used by martial artists.

It's just ordinary water.

But since it is a martial arts rule, it seems a little different.

Looking at the vigorous grass, Xiao Yi's eyes became more desperate.

The grass is still able to absorb the rainwater and grows strongly.

But what about him? At this time, no matter how much life was given to him, this crumbling body would not be able to absorb it.

And if it can't be absorbed, then, no matter how powerful the elixir, it won't have half an effect.

Xiao Yat fell into a stupor.

Just sit quietly like this, with empty eyes and empty thoughts.

As night fell, the cold winds of the Far East whirred.

His current mutilated body is worse than ordinary people, but under the cold wind, he doesn't feel cold at all.

The cold wind was biting, and it should have made his body even more painful.

But now, he seems to have forgotten what pain is.

The night fades and the sun rises.

The warm sunlight bathed in his body, which had endured the cold of the night, made him feel less than half warm.

The scorching midday sun seemed to tan his flesh even more, but he had forgotten what the heat was.

The sun rises and the moon falls, and the cycle repeats.

Xiao Yi's sluggish and mutilated body existed lonely in the yellow sand of this extreme east.

Motionless.

Weak breathing.

Perhaps, he will die quietly like this?

Perhaps, when his damaged body can no longer support it, it will be like the sand and gravel in this extreme eastern land, unchanged for thousands of years, and become a piece of loess in this extreme eastern land?

Until the third day, nightfall.

Beneath his already mutilated body, he didn't sleep, he didn't eat or drink, and his lips were more chapped and horrible than ever.

But at this moment, his empty eyes suddenly flashed a little light.

The stars are all over the night.

In the past, even if he was in the heavens and stars, he could call and descend power at will.

Picking the stars in his hands, stepping on the cold sky, thousands of miles away, but he was in an instant.

Thousands of high mountains, no match for the power of his sword.

Thousands of miles of rivers and rivers can't stand his monstrous purple flames.

Now, nothing is more, he is just a waste.

He can't hold these stars, but in his eyes, he can't help but reflect two faces that have been separated for a long time, but can never be forgotten.

One, immature and well-behaved.

The man was always waiting in the distance.

"You've been waiting for me. Under Xiao Yi's desperate breath, there was a sudden tone of joy.

"Otherwise, it would be impossible for those fools of the Holy Moon Sect to keep chasing me like crazy. ”

Being hunted down and killed is obviously not a good thing.

But for Xiao Yat, he was even more and more happy, because he knew that his search for all these years had not been in vain.

The other is an old face, asleep and silent.

"You've been waiting for me too. Xiao Yi's rotten face forced a smile out.

"If I give up and die, why are you half?"

"I don't want you to stay in that cold coffin for the rest of your life? ”

Xiao Yi shook his head and chuckled.

"Desperate for a few days, it's enough. ”

"Let's gamble again. ”

......

The first update.

(End of chapter)