Far Eastern, deep.

The figure that broke out of the ground staggered.

One was unsteady and sat directly on the ground.

And the moment he sat on the ground, there was immediately a cry of pain like flesh, and the sound of cold air gasping that had been continuing.

However, these cries of pain, as well as the sound of cold gasps, seemed... It's hoarse.

"Water—" the figure endured the sharp pain all over his body.

What he longs for more now is water.

Compared with the pain all over his body, the thirst he felt all over his body was even more uncomfortable for him.

"Uh. The figure snorted in a low voice.

Under the weak body, his vision is blurred to the extreme.

But under the instinct of his body, he still endured the pain, and the slight moist breath he smelled in his nose became his guiding method.

Ahead, there is water.

But he couldn't even stand up with his body, and the extreme feeling of weakness made him extremely weak.

Barely crawling forward, crawling forward little by little.

Luckily, the ground is still a little wet.

Otherwise, his already painful body would have become even more like a knife because of the friction on the dry ground.

In a short distance, the figure crawled for nearly a minute.

In front of him, there was a small lake.

It was only a huge crater left by the traces of fierce fighting, but after days of heavy rain, it was filled up and became a small lake.

The figure did not hesitate to reach out and scoop the water in the palm of his hand.

It's just that the arm is trembling, and it can only be stretched out slowly with difficulty.

Subsequently, it was slowly withdrawn.

The side was withdrawn, and between the palms of the hands that could not be closed, water continued to flow from between the fingers.

When you really retract it, there is only a small sip of water.

The figure drank it all.

In his mouth, there are wisps of sweetness, echoing endlessly, greatly relieving the feeling of thirst.

The figure was overjoyed, leaned over directly, his mouth close to the lake, and drank in a big gulp.

For the figure, this is the sweetest water he has ever drunk in his life.

It's just an ordinary lake, but for some reason, it's like spiritual juice and nectar.

After a big drink, the feeling of thirst in the body was relieved a little, but it was still serious.

The figure can only continue to drink under the intense thirst.

However, after he drank a stomach of water, his thirst did not diminish much.

On the contrary, it was the feeling of burning dirt in his body, which made him more and more painful.

figure, can only stop drinking.

Just raised his head, and his figure was suddenly stunned.

The surface of the water, which had been stirred up by his heavy drinking, was now slowly regaining its calm, like a mirror.

Like a mirror on the surface of the water, it reflects the face of the figure.

It was this face that made the figure stunned.

That... Is it really a face?

The face is slightly emaciated and angular.

Obviously, this is an extreme face.

But the face at this moment can only be described by the word horror.

I can't see that face clearly.

Yes, it was just a face full of poisonous sores and blood blisters.

Tiny poisonous sores and blood blisters covered the entire face.

This is a face that only monsters can have.

The eyes that used to be clear have also become cloudy and full of black spots at this moment.

The corners of the eyes and the eyelids are all corroded by venom.

The whole face is not a good piece of meat at all.

Blood, from time to time, spilled from the slits of the flesh.

"Is this my face?" the figure froze.

The figure's head was directly submerged in the water.

This sweet water moistened his eyes a little, so that his blurred vision could become clearer.

Raising his head, the figure looked into his hands.

That... Like his own face, it was a monster's hand.

Unlike Bai Ze in the past, at this time, it was just a hand covered with poisonous sores and blood blisters.

The whole hand, full of devastation, as if it had been burned by fire, some of it was black, and it was also bloody.

figure, finally understood.

His thirst was not due to simple thirst, but his whole body was burning as if it had been soaked in venom.

His voice was hoarse, not because he was thirsty, but because his throat had been corroded by venom and almost damaged.

His whole body was in pain, and weakness was only one reason, and the biggest reason was that his whole body was now riddled with holes, and covered with horrific poisonous robes and blood blisters.

However, these are probably nothing to the figure.

With the character of the figure, I don't care about these things.

He held on to the pain all over his body, and reluctantly looked inside.

Under the inner look, my heart was directly shocked.

Inside, how bad is it?

His originally astonishingly large small world is now full of holes, like a shriveled balloon after a leak.

The most terrifying thing is that the holes above this balloon are densely packed with hundreds.

Above the hole, there is still a large amount of highly poisonous breath.

In the small world, in the qi spring, the surging and amazing Yuan Force of the past is long gone.

At the bottom of the air spring, it seems to be a dry and cracked earth.

Above the Qi Spring, around the small world, there were originally 9,999 shining and brilliant martial arts.

At the moment, there is not a single one.

All complete martial arts are scattered.

The only ones that are still intact are the two martial spirits who have always been at the top of the small world.

Perception, detached from the small world, followed by the body.

In the body, it is even more shocking.

The extent of the damage to the internal organs cannot be described as serious.

The figure even felt that it was a miracle that he was still alive.

The internal organs, the broken and bad, and then the flesh, the bones...

The meridians all over the body have been shattered.

The bones, with a thin layer of venom remaining, make the bones brittle.

Flesh and blood are even more like broken and fragile muscles one after another, terrifyingly fragile.

This, really his body...

"It's... Is it really my Xiao Yi's body?", the figure couldn't help but mutter to himself.

It's just that the voice is hoarse and harsh to the extreme.

The figure is Xiao Yi.

In the previous battle with Elder Jingyue, in fact, he had left himself a back hand, so he dared to detonate the poison pill.

He was sure that he would not die.

Inside the venom, underground, life and death did not know for ten days, and finally broke through the ground.

But in exchange for the result, it turned out to be the way it is now?

Xiao Yat even noticed that the powerful perception that he relied on to be proud in the past was now extremely weak.

This faint perception, even if he used it to perceive his own body, was still extremely difficult and reluctant.

However, he still clearly perceived his situation.

A body of cultivation has been lost.

The Yuan Force is dissipated, and all the complete martial arts dissipate the heavens and the earth.

A strong physical strength has been completely destroyed, and it has become the broken body it is today.

This is a body that is so fragile that even ordinary people who have not cultivated are far from being able to compare.

At this moment, Xiao Yat only felt like ashes.

This body, even if it is used for re-cultivation, is impossible.

And if he can't re-cultivate, let him Xiao Yi's methods be monstrous, after all, it will be in vain.

He couldn't even condense a trace of flame to heal himself.

He couldn't even open his Qiankun Ring and take the pill inside.

He's just a wreck!

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The third more.

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