A vigorous suction force suddenly came from his hand, and the spiritual power in Lin Xing's body poured uncontrollably into the scabbard at the end of his left hand, and the remaining half of the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted in an instant!

And that sword......

But only a trace of progress in the scabbard!

Lin Xing's heart sank, he tried to let go of his hand, but found that no matter how hard he tried, his hand seemed to grow on the hilt of the sword, and he couldn't let go at all.

With the depletion of spiritual power, followed by the passage of flesh and soul power, this momentum soon spread to the Yin Evil Cold Pill in the middle dantian.

The Yin Evil Cold Pill continued to rotate, and a large stream of Yin Cold spiritual power poured towards the scabbard in Lin Xing's hand.

In the moment when he grasped this strange scabbard, Lin Xing's already flesh and skin agitated, his muscles and bones contracted, his face was bruised as if he was suffocated, and his breath weakened to the extreme.

Until now.

The terrifying suction from the scabbard became weak.

Looking at Lin Xing's left hand again, the cracked blood marks spread to his arm, and even the flesh and blood on his face were torn by about a third, and black blood flowed down the scabbard.

The dragon scale sword under his feet lost his spiritual power, Lin Xing fell in midair, the five elements ring in his hand retracted into his flesh and blood in an instant, and the surrounding red flames immediately swallowed Lin Xing, and his divine thoughts, because of the exhaustion of the power of the divine soul, retracted into his body.

The oil is out of the lamp!

Lin Xing realized his state at the moment, and he already had remorse in his heart for using this sword scabbard of unknown origin rashly, but he was difficult to ride a tiger at the moment.

The long sword was clenched in his hand, and a small half was already inserted into the scabbard.

Lin Xing's heart was horizontal.

In the rush of the fall, under the burning of the rushing red flames, Lin Xing's throat was dry, and his eyes were dark, and he tried to pull out the long sword in his hand in the direction of Na Que An according to the impression in his mind.

Zheng!

I never thought it would be so easy to pull out this long sword.

At the moment when the long sword was unsheathed, an extremely special feeling filled Lin Xing's body and mind.

Lin Xing's eyebrows seemed to open an eye, and in the fog, he saw Que An, who he wanted to kill, the bald and white-eyed face, his eyes were turned up, showing his struggle.

Lin Xing recalled the movements of the young monk that day, and waved his left hand diagonally and lightly.

An extremely faint white qi emanated from the scabbard, and with the light wave of Lin Xing's left hand, it merged with the long sword in his hand, and then with the swing of the sword, it broke through the air.

Click!

The sea of fire was cut off alive, and the red flames in the place where they passed were all cut into nothingness, and in the blink of an eye, this extremely faint white qi had already been slashed on Que An's neck!

Que An, who felt the crisis of life and death, tried to resist.

But Que An's head was directly separated from his neck, and Que An didn't have time to stop it!

His neck was cold, and Que An's pupils shrank.

He finally got out of the chaotic state caused by Han Zhou's methods, but it was too late, and he could only see his blood-spurting severed body, falling downwards with the red flying sword under his feet.

"I actually died at the hands of a monk on the eleventh layer of condensation?" This was Que An's last thought.

Then, the world in Que An's eyes fell into darkness.

The red mang on Que An's body, which had been condensed for decades, could not stop the white qi emitted from this scabbard, and after Que An's death, this red mang screamed like life, and it dispersed in the blink of an eye.

Que An's vitality was cut off, the sea of fire was out of control, and it returned to calm after the rage, and the falling Lin Xing held the half-broken sword, feeling the surging flames.

Lin Xing's arm no longer had a trace of sensation.

The burning pain gradually became numb, and Lin Xing knew that his body must have turned into charcoal at this time, urging the residual power in the Yin Evil Cold Pill, and the black flame lines gathered around him.

The time to fall becomes very long.

The flames dissipated, and silence returned.

On the dark sky, the stars are dotted, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

The salty and wet sea breeze blows away the scorching dry smell, and all this seems so quiet.

Lin Xing's mood was ethereal, and there was no distraction.

His charred body melted harmoniously into the night, as if he were part of the night.

Great sleepiness hit.

Lin Xing's eyelids were scorched by the red flames, and there was no way to close his eyes normally, but his eyes became dim, perhaps because of the depletion of spiritual power, drowsiness overwhelmed everything.

Until, he came into contact with the cold waters.

Thump!

Lin Xing fell into the dark sea, and the sea water poured down his mouth and nose.

There was a tingling sensation in all parts of his body, and the wound reacted strangely to the seawater, which made him break away from the state of sleepiness that had pressed him together.

At this moment, the Qiankun Mirror in the Sea of Knowledge also exuded a dark red yin power, and another layer of stinging sensation acted on Lin Xing's body, and Lin Xing smiled bitterly.

He couldn't sleep even if he wanted to.

It fell like this, about five or six hundred zhang, and schools of sea fish surrounded Lin Xing or built there, constantly gnawing on Lin Xing's charred body.

If it can continue like this, within a few days, Lin Xing will be eaten by schools of fish and cut off from life.

Of course, he may not wait for the fish to be eaten clean, and he will die of suffocation, after all, he has not completely gotten rid of his breathing, and the spiritual power in his body has been exhausted.

A large sea turtle swam from a distance, with mung bean-like eyes, staring at Lin Xing.

The black blood dispersed towards the sea, and the bloody qi attracted more sea fish to share food around the forest row.

The turtle that was quite large just now was crowded in the front, opened its big mouth and bit the neck here, Lin Xing's gaze was cold, and on the charred-like body, black lines broke out of the body, and A's figure suddenly appeared, pulling the turtle over.

As soon as Ah Tong was about to crush it, Lin Xing had already stopped her.

These sea fish, including turtles, gnawed on his body, but out of instinct, and there was no need to be harsh.

Lin Xing ordered Ah Tong to throw the turtle aside, disperse the sea fish, and then dragged himself and tried to swim to the surface of the sea, but after only swimming a short distance, Ah Hitomi's body was already unstable, and Lin Xing had to give up, after all, Ah Tong was one of his only remaining means of saving his life.

Ah Tong turned into black lines again and returned to Lin Xing's body, and Lin Xing continued to fall.

As long as he can recover a trace of spiritual power, he can take out the healing elixir and spirit stone from the storage orb, and the next thing to do is to wait silently.

When Lin Xing broke through the sea, it was close to dawn.

After taking two Wuhuan Dan and one Huanglong Pill, Lin Xing held the middle-grade spirit stone of the wood attribute in one hand, stood barefoot on the turbulent sea, and looked around.

The recovery of the divine soul's strength was slow, but it was only too much consumption, not that the divine soul had been damaged, and after a few hours of recovery, he was able to simply use the divine mind.

"That guy's head was cut off by the white gas of the scabbard, and I don't know where he drifted to, but it's a pity that that guy's soul can't be put into the Xunfeng realm." Lin Xing urged the spiritual power and refined the two Wuhuan Dan in his abdomen.

The gentle medicinal power repaired Lin Xing's injuries and accelerated the nourishment of the meridians in his body, making the originally sluggish five-colored lotus flower in his dantian also active.

Lin Xing felt the recovery of his strength, and his eyes closed slightly.

After all, he is a monk who cultivates the Great Five Elements Condensation True Method, no matter how wonderful the corpse yin technique is, the five-colored lotus flower in the dantian is the foundation of his life.

Standing on the surface of the sea, he listened to the waves.

About three or four hours passed.

The middle-level spiritual power in Lin Xing's hand was tinged with a hint of gray, and he also opened his eyes at the right time.

The sun is blazing, and the air is hot and humid.

Lin Xing calmly tidied up his clothes, and the dragon scale sword appeared in his hand, and the dragon scale sword at this moment was somewhat miserable, and the sword body was melted by a small half.

But at best, it was not damaged.

With the dragon scale sword under his feet, Lin Xing turned into a golden light and circled above the sea.

He was searching for the guy's head and body.