Chapter Twenty-Three: Ray

The smell of blood on the dog's body couldn't be concealed at all, even if he had left the wolves behind him for more than ten miles. With the keen sense of smell of the green wind wolf, it can still follow behind, even if it is useless to cross a river.

He had tried, trying to rely on the stream he had woken up to wash away the smell of blood, but the wolves had not followed.

With his current physical fitness, not using a horse-shaped 100-meter is just a matter of two breaths, and using a horse-shaped triple speed will be even more terrifying, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this speed is like flying.

But even so, having already climbed over the four mountains, he still didn't shake off the dozens of green wind wolves behind him.

Goudan glanced back at the unfamiliar environment, where the forest was lush and overgrown. The embarrassing path that has not been walked out in the mountains and forests is enough to show that this is an inaccessible place.

This completely dashed his hopes, and he originally wanted to find the nearby village and ask them for help. I don't know if they will save themselves, but it's not like there's no hope now.

Three minutes were approaching, and he was getting weaker and shorter breathing.

"Hehe, are you going to die here?" asked the dog with a pale face but calmly to himself.

Although he said so, he didn't really just stop and accept his fate and wait for death.

The horse-shaped control of the leg muscles stimulates its potential, and although it can still be forced after three minutes, it will cause almost irreversible damage to the legs. Most of the boxing techniques of Xingyi Quan are like this, so they are usually only used at the most critical times.

Now I'm dying, and I still care about whether it's damaged or not. Forcibly lifted the shape of the horse, randomly selected a direction and rushed over.

After about a quarter of an hour, he stepped out of the dense jungle and was greeted by strange rocks, steep and winding like a long snake.

There is a mountain pass about 10 meters wide in front of him, and the mountain pass is surrounded by heavy mountains on both sides, and the mountains are like a basin, but he has never seen such a huge basin.

The dog, which has long ceased to function in the shape of a horse, is leaning against the rock wall of the mountain pass, and the knee injury has not healed and the potential of the leg has been stimulated for a long time, and there is no problem with the appearance of the leg, but the muscles inside it seem to have atrophied and can no longer exert any strength.

Realizing that he had done his best, he could only lie helplessly in the mountain pass.

Half-lying in the mountain pass, he felt despair in his heart, because the Qingfeng Wolf King had already chased after him with more than a dozen wolves.

Despair is not despair of the imminent end of one's life, but despair of the disappearance of one's mother and the serious injury of one's father.

On the other side of the Yamaguchi Basin, a dreamy red cloud swept across the sky like a meteor. The red light flew towards the center of the basin.

At this time, if someone can see the red light clearly, they will find that it is not actually a red light, but a flying sword as bright as blood. There is also a figure of a middle-aged man reclining on it, his clothes are unkempt, and the precious satin dressed by a celebrity in green shirts is wearing a sense of bohemianism on him.

The middle-aged man's dark hair is dotted with strands of gray hair, his eyes are as deep as the stars and the sea, and the tiny wrinkles on his face are not only ugly, but also have a sense of seeing the vicissitudes of the world.

Holding the yellow gourd in his hand, he reclined on the sword and tilted his head, and all the wine in the yellow gourd that exuded the smell of aged cinnamon fell into his mouth. After taking a sip, he burped and muttered: "Since ancient times, the sages have been lonely, and only the drinker has left his name." ”

After flying over the mountain pass for dozens of miles, the pleasant scenery in the original basin disappeared, the earth was scorched black and gravel, and a few thunderbolts fell from time to time in the sky.

Between the lightning and thunder, several heavenly thunders rushed towards the drunken and bohemian middle-aged man in mid-air like a dragon.

When the middle-aged man poured the wine, he half-opened his eyes and looked at the heavenly thunder that looked like a dragon, and still reclined and waved his right hand at will without any waves.

Then the middle-aged man seemed to be talking to someone: "There is no need to test this point, Hiccup." ”

Originally, the sword immortal who was supposed to be a fairy wind dao bone was like a wine Mengzi image at this time.

As soon as the words fell.

A cloud of purple divine thunder came out of the depths of the basin, and all the heavenly thunder returned to this place.

The black thunder above the basin exploded in the sky, and all the thunder in the sky converged into black thunder. When the fusion and convergence were brewing, a terrifying aura spread to a radius of thousands of miles, and all the demon beasts and creatures within a radius of thousands of miles trembled and knelt in the direction of the basin.

Among them, there was even a demon beast whose head had been bitten off its throat, and before it died, it still held out its breath and knelt down to the south.

The heavenly thunder gathers, and the black thunder is like a pillar of the sky.

Rumble!

The black thunder slanted down, shooting straight at the creatures in the purple divine thunder.

God is as powerful as a prison, in charge of punishment, like a tiger with might, so the prison gate is established!

The creature in the purple divine thunder whispered: "Edict!"

The black pillar that seemed to stand in the sky instantly compressed to the size of an earthworm, and the purple lightning merged into the purple thunder.

"Poof, the fox is so familiar, who is this thing to scare. The middle-aged man on the bewitching blood-like flying sword chuckled and teased.

The purple god thundered away and returned to its body. A more majestic figure resembling a tiger appeared, and wisps of purple lightning flashed on its huge body.

"Hmph, scoundrel!" said the fierce in a tone of anger.

"Hey, pull it down. Since I met you, you have been using this word, can you change it to a new one? Is it out of words? Or I will teach you. ”

"What are you doing again?" asked the fox, as if he didn't want to entangle with him, in a stiff tone.

"Don't be so stingy, just to borrow some thunder. Recently, the Western Continent has not been very peaceful, and I have killed too much, and my baby Qingping Sword is too angry now. The middle-aged man said.

The majestic face of the fox instantly darkened: "I borrowed it back!

"Then why don't you give me a beating if I beat you?" said the middle-aged man, who didn't care at all about his increasingly blue face.

The fox immediately threw out the purple thunder with the thickness of his arm and said, "That's all, take it and get out." ”

The man on the flying sword stretched out his right hand and made a slight move, and the thunder with the thickness of his arm fell on his palm, and the purple thunder in his palm slapped downward.

Zizi!

Purple thunder instantly merged into the flying sword under him, and the purple arc of the sword body was everywhere, but the middle-aged man didn't care at all.

When the goal is achieved, there is no need to continue to stay. The middle-aged man reclined on the flying sword and slowly flew out of the basin.

But at this moment, he noticed a small figure in the mountain pass below: "Well, Extreme Cultivator, no, it's a little guy, isn't it right, isn't it right, how can those old guy's apprentices be here." ”

The dog at the north mountain pass who had already accepted his fate was a little puzzled at the moment.

'What is this Blue Wind Wolf King doing?'

The King of the Green Wind and Waves was entrenched several miles away with more than a dozen wolves, not far or close, without the slightest intention of stepping forward to kill him.

If you don't understand, you don't want to, and there may be a glimmer of life if you seize the time to heal.

Suddenly, a majestic pressure came from the mountain pass, and that pressure did not come from strength, but from the depths of the soul, as if the natural enemy of the living beings came from the depths of the soul.

If it weren't for the serious damage to the dog's leg, I'm afraid he would also kneel on the ground.

This fear that comes from the soul comes and goes as fast as it goes. When the pressure disappeared, the Qingfeng Wolf King, who was kneeling in the distance, immediately left with more than a dozen Qingfeng wolves as if he had fled.

Now he breathed a sigh of relief, at least the threat of the Qingfeng Wolf was solved.

Just thinking of the overdraft of his leg potential, he was a little worried about whether he could recover, and if he couldn't, then he could only hate it.

Closing his eyes, he was half-lying on the stone wall of the mountain pass, and he ran the essence of Zhongfu to swim all over his body, and slowly he felt that something was wrong.

This is completely different from the feeling he felt when he first experienced an injury, the first time was like a spring breeze, and this time he gradually found that he couldn't feel the existence of his lower body at all!

If he could look inside his body, he would find that a green qi like a life force completely enveloped his lower body. The atrophied muscles of the lower body are slowly recovering, as is the damage to the bones in the knees. It's just too slow, so slow that he can't even feel it.

It's a pity that the dog can't look at his body yet, and he was able to sense the swimming of Zhongfu's essence before, and it was also because the essence accumulated during the breakthrough was huge enough that he could perceive it.

Suddenly, a voice of vicissitudes came: "Little guy, which is your master?"

The dog was startled, since the Zhongfu acupoint rushed to open and close the pass, all the perceptions of his body have been greatly enhanced, and it can be said that no wind and grass can hide from him within ten meters, but this slightly sloppy middle-aged man with a blood-red sword on his back suddenly appeared in front of him.

The middle-aged man was looking at the dog, and the dogan was also looking at each other carefully.

'The mind is restrained, and the body is as strong as a stone. Well, it is indeed the path of a supreme cultivator, which old guy's apprentice is this son with excellent talent?' The middle-aged man said secretly in his heart.

The dog Dan felt some of the same meaning as himself in the other party's body, but it was a little different, and he didn't feel it clearly. I only feel that the other party's intention is as vast as a galaxy, and I am just as unbearable as the low sediment of the river.

Without using his hands, he knew that he was not the opponent of the other party, not to mention that he was seriously injured.

"Little one, which old fellow is your master?" the middle-aged man asked again.

"Seniors, juniors don't have masters, if you insist on saying yes, it is the immortal Dao method taught by the elders of the village and the grandfather of the village head. The dog replied, what if he didn't reply, what if he made the other party unhappy and slaughtered himself.

"Well, there is no master!" the sloppy man's eyes lit up.

'This little guy is very talented, and I don't know about his temperament yet, but he can put it to the test. If I can, it's time for me to keep a successor. The scruffy middle-aged man thought to himself.

Looking at the sloppy man with brighter and brighter eyes, the dog didn't know why he felt a cold buttocks. MD: A weird wit staring at a doll to see if it's cool.