Chapter 15: Two Abandonments

The three of them nervously paid attention to the situation around them, and even the slightest wind and grass could touch the sharp nerves of the three of them.

"Do you feel a little moved?" The disciple of the Demon Sect suddenly asked a question without a clue.

"Naturally!" Duanmu Yi said, "Be careful! Danger is coming......"

Before the words fell, within the line of sight, dust and smoke suddenly rose, and then the rumbling sound hit the ears of the three people like a heavy hammer. The earth trembled violently.

The three of them leaned forward and put their backs together, where could they still stand firm.

Duanmu Yi said: "Grab together, hold on, don't scatter." "Hold the hand of the saint and push harder. The disciples of the Demon Sect no longer cared about the dignity of their superiors and subordinates at this time, in the face of life and death, everything was a floating cloud, and they tightly pulled the other arm of the saint, and the three of them were like three piles of a fence, so they barely stood firm.

Duanmu Yi clenched the scimitar in one hand and the holy woman in the other, paying full attention and watching the surrounding situation closely.

Rumble ...... Rumble ...... Rumble ......

The sound was louder, and the dull loud noise shook people's eardrums painfully. The earth shook even more violently, and the sky was covered with smoke and dust.

A huge wall slowly rises from the ground and slowly encloses it. On the plains beyond the jungle, it seems that a small city with a radius of ten feet suddenly rises. The city wall is not high, about two feet, but it looks very strange, this city wall has no edges and corners, as if it is round, winding into a huge circle.

The walls of the city were covered with hard black pieces of iron, each piece of iron about the size of a grinding plate, shining with a faint cold light. Iron sheets are lined up one after another, one next to the other, as if they are made of nature.

The disciple of the Demon Sect looked at the besieged city that suddenly appeared in front of him in a daze, and muttered in his mouth: "I'm afraid this is not some kind of demon snake and evil dragon?" ”

Without saying a word, he immediately raised the big knife in his hand with both hands, suddenly became ruthless, and slashed heavily towards the city wall.

"Don't!" Duanmu Yi saw that the disciples of the Demon Sect raised their knives and wanted to cut, so they hurriedly stopped them. However, it was too late, with a "boring bang", sparks flew, and the black iron pieces on the city wall were unharmed, but the blade of the Demon Sect disciple was rolled, thin cracks appeared on the knife body, the hands were cracked, and blood kept flowing out along the fingers, ten fingers connected to the heart, and the severe pain made the Demon Sect disciple's expression distorted, and his mouth let out a miserable scream.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and the city walls trembled violently, and the walls of the entire small city were all active. A corner of the city wall disappeared suddenly, and a huge head suddenly appeared, like a city tower, and the huge mouth the size of the city gate suddenly opened, biting the three of them violently, and the poor Demon Sect disciple didn't even have time to react, so it became a piece of flesh stuffed between the teeth in the huge mouth.

Duanmu Yi picked up the dragon and tiger strength, jumped suddenly, and was able to avoid the giant mouth, and when he looked back, he happened to be opposite to the eyes above the giant. That pair of eyes was deep and mysterious, as if it contained everything and understood people's hearts, Duanmu Yi only felt that the sky was spinning, top-heavy, and he was about to fall. The saint tried her best to stab a jade flute straight into the eyes the size of a grinding plate, castrating extremely fast, sharp and ambitious, like a sword out of its sheath, unstoppable.

The giant jerked away, easily dodging the full force of the Holy Maiden's blow.

"Shhhh

The huge mouth suddenly made a loud noise, and then, the four city walls suddenly contracted inward, gradually tightening, Duanmu Yi saw that the space around him was getting smaller and smaller, and his heart was anxious. At the same time, the other three city walls suddenly shrank inward, and the surrounding and upper and lower walls were wrapped, and the space shrank rapidly again, and the two of them were about to be squeezed tightly, and if they couldn't escape, there would be only a dead end.

Duanmu Yi put the scimitar across his chest, the back of the knife was facing inward, and the blade was facing outward, only to hear the sound of "clang", the tip of the knife was under the strong squeezing force, and it actually entered the black iron sheet for the second time, and as the tip of the knife deepened, dark red blood flowed out from the edge of the knife.

Duanmu is easy to be happy. This thing can bleed, so there is room for the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty Sect Recipe to be used. The dantian cyclone rotated rapidly, and Duanmu Yi urged the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty Sect Recipe to the extreme, and a black cyclone churned up from around Duanmu Yi's body, and the huge absorbing power, like a thread, pulled the blood flowing from the crack of the knife and converged towards the center of the vortex. The blood flow was first a little, and gradually as the tip of the knife deepened, the blood flow became thicker and thicker, and then, under the pull of the devouring force, it was simply surging, and the dark red blood in the black vortex swirled rapidly, and as the blood increased, the black vortex almost turned red.

Duanmu Yi quickly refined the blood that was absorbed, and the pure demonic qi was frantically injected into the dantian qi sea, and the cyclone in the dantian grew rapidly, and the dantian kept expanding.

Boom - boom - boom -

Duanmu Yi's dantian roared again and again, the realm bottleneck was suddenly washed away, the second-order Great Perfection, the early, middle, and late stages of the third-order Qi Refining Realm, after a while, broke through the four small realms one after another, if this was placed in normal times, it could not happen under any circumstances. As the realm climbed, the black vortex continued to grow, the power of devouring continued to increase, and the speed of pumping blood also increased several times.

The roaring sound in Duanmu Yi's dantian is still continuous, and the realm is still showing signs of climbing.

The third order of the Qi Refining Realm is complete, and the fourth order of the Qi Refining Realm is at the beginning.

Soon, Duanmuyi's realm climbed two smaller realms again.

The rapid rise of the realm has made the cyclone in the dantian grow suddenly, and the dantian has reached the limit of expansion, if there is a large amount of demonic qi pouring in, it will definitely explode the dantian, and the demonic qi will flow backwards, break the tendons and veins, and the cultivation will be completely wasted, and even die on the spot. Duanmu Yi felt the huge pressure in the dantian, the dantian bi felt a faint pain, and the demonic qi in the dantian was extremely strong.

"It's a pity that we can't continue to absorb it." Duanmu Yi immediately stopped absorbing any demonic qi, and the demonic qi formed by absorbing the vortex and refining blood rolled, with Duanmu Yi as the center, and spread. One side of the space is like ink dripping into clear water, and the ink-black pure demonic qi will be dyed black all around after a while, and you can't see your five fingers.

Duanmu Yi did not stop sucking blood. Slowly, he felt that the walls around him were not tightening inward, but gradually relaxed. Blood flow decreases and eventually depletes completely.

The giant the size of the city tower shook wildly, and the huge mouth the size of the city gate made a loud "hissing" sound, and gradually, the giant was not shaking, like a lion dance prop, casually thrown on the ground, the huge mouth was not spitting out air, and the sound became smaller and smaller until it completely stopped.

Duanmu Yi suddenly pulled out his scimitar, cut through the city wall above his head, and pulled the holy woman out of the way.

"It's dangerous!" Duanmu let out a heaviness of breath.

"Hurry up and cultivate, don't waste these pure demonic qi." Duanmu Yi said to the Holy Maiden.

The two then sat down cross-legged. The Holy Maiden began to absorb demonic energy, while Duanmu Yi kept consolidating the cultivation that had just skyrocketed.

After a long time, both of them opened their eyes and exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity.

The Holy Maiden's cultivation had already passed the middle stage of the fifth order of the Qi Refining Realm, and had broken through to the late stage, and she was about to impact the Great Perfection of the fifth order of the Qi Refining Realm.

Duanmu Yi's cultivation had been completely consolidated, and he had completely broken through to the early stage of the fourth order of the Qi Refining Realm.

The demonic energy gradually dissipated. After a fierce battle, the dawn in the east had already broke, and a clear white fish belly appeared. A waning moon hung low in the treetops.

Duanmuyi stood up and circled around the city wall before he woke up. Where is the city wall, it is clearly a giant snake forty or fifty zhang long.

"Iron-scaled python, third-level ninth-order demon beast!" The holy woman followed Duanmu Yi, and only after seeing it did she suddenly recognize it, and then remembered the fierce battle last night, and she was still shocked into a cold sweat. "The Purple Scale Snake King once left a note that the Iron Scale Python is the king of snakes, spitting demonic breath from its mouth, and it can transform into a small snake body, endlessly. This is the natal power of the Iron Scale Python, as the Iron Scale Python's cultivation continues to grow, the smaller the snake that can be transformed will be closer to the entity, with a sharper perception, and the number will increase. ”

"This scale armor is really good!" Duanmu Yi exclaimed.

"That's nature, this iron scale is a good material for refining talisman armor. It's just a pity. The saint shook her head.

"What a pity?" Duanmu Yi asked.

"I don't know how to refine weapons, and I don't think you either. Second, the iron scales are so huge, we can't move them. The saint said with regret.

"If you can't take it away, bury it. Maybe one day when you have the opportunity to use it, you can dig it again. Duanmu Yi said, carrying his true qi on the knife, and instantly slashed out dozens of knives, and a deep pit of more than ten zhang was dug. The iron scales were buried, and a boulder was brought to mark it. Everything was done, Duanmu Yi said solemnly: "I'm leaving, you cherish yourself." ”

"Where are you going? …… I'm alone,...... Seriously wounded, I ...... I will surely die. There is no shop in front of the village here, what should I do......" While speaking, the holy woman sobbed and cried, on a pretty face, two tears drooped down, like a pear blossom with spring rain, the more she cried, the more sad she became, and then she choked and choked, and she couldn't speak.

Duanmu Yi looked at this Chinese woman, describing her haggard as a residual lotus after a rain, with fluffy sideburns, ragged clothes, and indescribable sadness. Duanmu Yi was not looking at the saint either. Looking up at the east, on the hill, a rising sun shines on the sky and the earth.

After a long time, Duanmu Yi said, "That's it, I'll help people to the end, where are you going?" I'll send you. Duanmu Yi looked at the saintess with a single shadow, and felt a little sad in his heart, he was pitying the saint and himself. Duanmu Yi thought of the days of more than half a year recently, nine deaths and one life, independent and sentimental.

"Really?" The saint broke into tears, and the tears were still there, and the smile was peachy.

"Naturally! Let's go, send you, and when you recover, I'll not be too late to go. "Duanmu Yidao.

The holy woman was happy, moved the lotus step lightly, pulled up Duanmuyi, and walked to the southwest.