The more critical he was, the calmer he became.

"Left and right are not feasible, backward is self-defeating, the final result of the forward will definitely be caught up, if there is a chance to fight hard, there is no advantage, it seems that the biggest opportunity can only be in the mountains and forests. Yi Heng felt extremely depressed.

"It is estimated that there are more than 300 miles ahead of the end of the mountains and forests, so this can only be the case. ”

Now that he has made up his mind, Yi Heng has made up his mind instead, but it is just another life-and-death game, although the chance of winning is slim, but the number of fights with Tianbo and others, is there still less in this life?

Thinking of this, Yi Heng suddenly became proud, and the spiritual power of his whole body was also vigorous, as if he was about to break through.

He wouldn't have known that cultivating immortals was originally going against the sky, and if he didn't have the will to fight with the sky, how could his cultivation grow?

Therefore, immortal cultivators will go out every once in a while, looking for opportunities to compete for resources, and only in this process of continuous struggle can they gain insights and break through the bottleneck.

Although Yi Heng didn't know these common senses, he was very excited to break through in his cultivation now, maybe the glimmer of life was here, but this was not enough, more preparations were needed.

When night came, he didn't meditate and rest as usual, and the success of tomorrow's life will be decided tonight.

After exhausting all his spiritual strength and strength, he finally approached the edge of the mountain forest, and here he looked, the flat ground slightly covered by the mist, but when he looked closer, he found that there was an endless thin mud under the mist.

"It's a swamp. He was so disappointed that he was disillusioned that he would run away.

Yi Heng could only look at the last mountain forest in front of him, overgrown with trees, and the trees were uneven in height, could this be the place where he was buried?

An hour later, with exhaustion and excitement, he ran back for more than a hundred miles.

"Next, success or failure is a matter of success and non-achievement. ”

It took two hours to recover the aura first, but Yi Heng did not stop cultivating, constantly washing the meridians with the aura, impacting the dantian, and the aura in the air was constantly inhaled by him.

At this time, Yi Heng's face was sweating profusely, and the meridians all over his body were extremely painful, as if they were bursting at any time.

But he knows that the key to life and death lies in this, although he doesn't know what the consequences of the meridian burst, but if he can't break through, he will definitely die.

Wave after wave, Yi Heng used all his aura to wash the meridians, and the impurities in the meridians were washed out by the aura, this feeling was like scraping meat with a knife, but the meridians were really slowly expanded.

At that time, the urging from the depths of the soul came again.

Yi Heng, who had a splitting headache, had red eyes, and his cultivation time had exceeded the limit, but he was still a little short of breaking through.

Just when Yi Heng was about to give up, his head suddenly stopped hurting, and his soul seemed to be injected with a force that made him ecstatic.

He was used to this situation, but at any critical moment, there would be power from the depths of his soul, and Yi Heng was not sure whether it was the gossip plate or not.

He didn't bother to think about why, the most important thing now was the breakthrough.

When the soul has new power, it can absorb more aura, and everything seems to have broken through the limit.

Half an hour later, as if hearing a "bang", Yi Heng opened his eyes, and his stunning gaze seemed to be able to see through everything.

The little bird that flew up, the joy and confusion conveyed in the small eyes could be felt by themselves.

These seemingly lifeless trees, flowers and plants, at this moment, I can actually experience their unyielding life.

The aura in the air around him seemed to be one with him at the sound of a summons.

The fifth layer of qi refining has finally arrived.

The middle stage of Qi refining is really very different, and now there is finally a fight.

Yi Heng felt that there was five or six times more aura in the dantian than the fourth layer, and once again experienced the happiness of an immortal cultivator.

But he didn't rejoice for long, thinking that by this time the blackfriar had already set off, and then it was time for him to perform.

The aura in his body is vigorous, and the meridians are more comfortable, Yi Heng believes that now that he is using all his strength to perform the Wind Escape Technique, the speed may be several percent faster than when he was in the fourth layer, but he still uses the previous speed to leap forward.

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and sometimes running on the ground for a while, it makes people feel like they are lacking in aura.

When Yi Heng ran out of seventy or eighty miles, the black-clothed monk finally showed his figure.

The black-clothed monk standing in the treetop looked coldly at Yi Heng, who was running away in embarrassment on the ground more than twenty miles away, sometimes flying up the tree, sometimes crawling with his hands and feet.

After a stick of incense, he was only five or six miles away from Yi Heng, and he could see it more clearly, his face was flushed, and his green tendons and scars were staggered and raised.

The swamp was far away, and it seemed that the time had come to end, and the blackfriar was not in a hurry.

Seeing Yi Heng running to the edge of the swamp, as if he wanted to run in, but he didn't dare, the black-clothed monk saw this scene, and Bai Xuan's face was torn twice.

"If this swamp can also be accessed at will, then is it still called one of the three Jedi?"

In the end, Yi Heng still didn't rush into the swamp, only turned to look at the black-clothed monk who was gradually approaching.

Slowly move up the hill until you have your back against a large rock wall.

Staring at the black-clothed monk more than twenty steps away in front of him, his rough panting could no longer be suppressed, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

"Daoist friends have been chasing me for more than two months, what is going on?"

Yi Heng said softly, for fear of angering the black-clothed monk.

"What is the matter? At first, I knew, but then I didn't know, and I just wanted to kill you. ”

The blackfriar said with a little hatred, if it weren't for this kid, I'm afraid he would have recovered from his injuries a long time ago.

"If Daoyou insists on me dying, I will naturally not sit idly by, and under the strong resistance, it seems that it is not a good result to let Daoyou hurt and add injury, why do Daoyou do this?"

"You know I'm hurt? haha, if I hadn't been hurt, how could I have allowed you to live that long?

The monk seemed a little annoyed.

"A small cultivator at the fourth level of qi refining dares to hurt me with reckless words. ”

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward.

Yi Heng watched the footsteps of the blackfriar with his spare eyes, and he was so anxious in his heart.

"That's not accurate, the dog jumped off the wall when he was in a hurry, and I was chased and killed by Taoist friends for no reason, how could I swallow this breath?"

Yi Heng continued to provoke the monk.

"What if you can't swallow it? The world of cultivating immortals eats the weak and the strong, it's just that you meddle in your affairs and give your life, go on the road with peace of mind, don't cultivate immortals in the next life." ”

Yi Heng saw that the black-clothed monk stopped after speaking, and his heart was cold, but there was nothing he could do.

I saw a large fireball suddenly appear from the black-clothed monk's right hand, and suddenly waved at Yi Heng.

The fireball flew towards him at a rapid pace.

Yi Heng seemed to have used all his spiritual power to cast an ice shield in front of him, and he felt shaky.

As soon as the ice shield came out, it was smashed by a fireball.

In an instant, the ice shield was smashed to pieces, and he was also pushed hard against the stone wall, and then slid down from the stone wall, squatting weakly on the ground.

Yi Heng's face was full of pain, blood was pouring from his mouth and nose, and his scattered afterglow was still staring at the footsteps of the black-clothed monk.