080 The long war of attrition
Slowly, Qin Wuxian began to slow down his forward speed.
After she counted the existing pills, her brow furrowed again.
She also prepared a lot of barrier-breaking pills and other messy pills, but Qin Wuxian was not like Chu Xiaoyang, she didn't dare to eat such things as pills...... If you don't get it right, you'll go crazy.
She had already gone mad once not long ago, and she was able to survive completely by relying on the Red Silk Immortal Sword, and most of them were lucky.
The next moment, Qin Wuxian withdrew the few summons that had been placed at the entrance, and also dispersed the other divine power bonuses that had been displayed on his body.
After the ice flames that swirled around his body dissipated, Chu Xiaoyang in front of him instantly felt that the sense of oppression behind him was much smaller, but the killing intent that permeated the air was even stronger.
The regular summons of the Ethereal Immortal Palace need to constantly consume aura to maintain the connection between the monk and the summon, although the snow phoenix and the feather phoenix are powerful, the aura required to maintain their existence is also a terrifying astronomical amount.
Among the monks of the Immortal Palace, only those who have cultivated to reach the power of the Void Realm are qualified to summon several phoenixes at the same time.
As for Chu Xiaoyang, after discovering that Qin Wuxian's movements had slowed down, he also slowed down his speed.
Because if he continues to consume like this, he will not be able to hold on.
At this moment, after repeated pursuit and escape, the two were out of breath and exhausted.
Under the scorching sun of the desert, beads of sweat the size of beans began to fall from their foreheads, and the dazzling sun made them almost unable to open their eyes.
The world made of yellow sand in front of him is simply a furnace, and even, it is more like an alchemy furnace full of firepower, which is ruthlessly calcining the entire heaven and earth.
The desert wind and dust are dark, and the blood robe is half rolled up to split the gate of heaven.
In the blink of an eye, the sky was getting dark.
If it is placed in the outside world, the power of refining the void realm pursues and kills a monk at the peak of enlightenment, where is there such trouble, a few gods pass through, and they are directly bombarded to the point that there is no scum left.
But there is no trace of aura in this secret realm, and the monk who was hunted down is named Chu Xiaoyang, and his other name is Soul Dao Man.
Chu Xiaoyang used his fourth-order Five Elements mastery to perform the magic tricks of various departments again and again, resisting Qin Wuxian's repeated attacks behind him. After the aura was depleted, the power of the spell was greatly reduced, but the third-order skill of damage reduction on his body was not affected in any way, and it played a vital role here.
With one trade-off, this directly turned into an incomparably long war of attrition.
In the sky, the two of them maintained almost exactly the same speed, one fleeing in front and the other chasing behind.
The bizarre magic tricks lit up in the air from time to time, and the scorching sun of the desert during the day relentlessly baked the earth, squeezing the water in their bodies, and at night, the cold moonlight reflected on the yellow sand, and the chill of the forest white, accompanied by the murderous aura that followed behind him, followed one after another.
......
Before you know it, the day has passed.
After Chu Xiaoyang fled for a whole day, his whole person was already exhausted, during which he had missed his hand, and was hit several times by the ice rhombic cone sent by Qin Wuxian, once through his shoulder, twice through his back and thighs, and because of his poor state, he was slashed by the long sword that was surrounded by ice flames, all of which caused a lot of injuries.
At this moment, just by healing his injuries and using magic techniques to resist attacks, nearly half of the pills stored in his body had been consumed.
When he was thirsty, Chu Xiaoyang would also cast a water-attribute spell, a waterspout that was originally used to attack, but under the complete depletion of the world's aura, it finally came out as a ball of water the size of a fist, which was just used to drink.
Two days passed.
Chu Xiaoyang could sense that Qin Wuxian's state was getting worse and worse, and he began to stop, trying to find an opportunity to fight back.
However, because of the restriction of his aura, the magic technique he cast could not cause much damage to Qin Wuxian, but was shocked by the majestic power in the body of the Void Refining Cultivator, and he suffered some minor injuries, and after swallowing several pills, he barely recovered some of his state.
Day 3.
The fight to the death seems to have turned into a never-ending war of attrition, with the flight and the pursuit going on.
The speed of the two of them was getting slower and slower, and Chu Xiaoyang's remaining pills were less than a quarter.
In addition to this, Chu Xiaoyang discovered a cruel fact, because of the serious lack of spiritual energy, the divine consciousness in his body had not recovered.
After all, the divine consciousness is produced from the fire of the primordial spirit in the body, and the fire of the primordial spirit also needs to rely on the aura as a support.
The aura in the outside world is depleted, so every minute and every second now, for the monk, the aura is in a state of making ends meet.
On this day, Qin Wuxian was still like a maggot on the tarsal bone, while Chu Xiaoyang continued to flee desperately while constantly resisting, and his body was becoming more and more embarrassed.
Day 4.
After the previous three days and three nights of chasing and fleeing, both of them were exhausted at this moment, Chu Xiaoyang could clearly feel dizzy and dark, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he looked seriously lacking rest.
And because of the bad state, the two of them invariably stopped flying and stood in place instead to confront each other.
Qin Wuxian seemed to be experiencing more serious dehydration, and she began to cast ice cones on a small scale, and then refined them into fresh water to replenish what she needed in her body.
And Chu Xiaoyang silently swallowed a few pills as a supplement.
Over the course of the day, they faced each other once in close quarters, with no win.
Day 5.
Chu Xiaoyang began to feel hungry.
But with a strong enemy on his side, he didn't dare to eat anything easily.
The scorching sun and yellow sand in the desert are still so hot, and the heaven and earth seem to have turned into a melting pot.
The two stood on two high sand dunes and confronted each other, and if the other showed the slightest slackness, the other would immediately attack with all his might, killing the other.
For a whole day, the two did not fight.
Day 6.
Early in the morning, at the moment when Daystar came out, after a brief fight, both sides found that each other was in extremely poor condition.
What is fighting now is a willpower, whoever can persevere to the end will be able to kill each other and then live.
The few spiritual energy on Chu Xiaoyang's body were all used by him to heal himself.
As for Qin Wuxian's side, although she couldn't use any more powerful spells, as a cultivator in the Realm of Refining Void, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, and it wasn't something that Chu Xiaoyang could face head-on.
Affected by his physical state, when he was fighting, Chu Xiaoyang found that he was obviously at a disadvantage.
Day 7.
So far, the two have been deadlocked for six days and six nights.
It seems like a miracle to be able to continue to stand under the terrifying scorching sun.
After several days of sleeplessness, if it weren't for Chu Xiaoyang's spiritual power that had been qualitatively improved under the Heavenly Tribulation, at this moment, he would have fainted.
And Qin Wuxian was as usual, holding a long sword in his hand, staring at Chu Xiaoyang deadly.
On the premise that the magic trick failed, the Ice Fairy Sword in her hand surrounded by ice flames became her most advantageous weapon in this world.
Physical attacks began to become the main way for the two of them to fight.
Today, Qin Wuxian took advantage of Chu Xiaoyang's drinking water to quickly rush over with the Ice Immortal Sword, and slashed Chu Xiaoyang's abdomen into a serious injury with one sword, but in the ensuing battle, due to the opponent's superb swordsmanship and extremely flexible body, she simply retreated after falling into the disadvantage, patiently waiting for the other party's injuries to spread.
The standoff continues.
Day 8.
Seven days and seven nights have passed, and after being seriously injured yesterday, Chu Xiaoyang's face has become more and more ugly.
Even Qin Wuxian felt that the other party should not be able to support it for long.
Under the scorching sun, the blood on Chu Xiaoyang's face became less and less, and it became more and more pale.
A jet-black sunburn began to appear on his forehead, and it seemed that there was no extra aura to heal it.
There were several opportunities during this period, Chu Xiaoyang staggered in the wind and sand with his pitch-black bone knife, but Qin Wuxian unexpectedly did not attack.
At this moment, she turned a blind eye to Chu Xiaoyang's weak appearance, just looked at the other party with a cold expression, waiting for him to consume his remaining vitality bit by bit in the hot yellow sand.
Day 9.
After yesterday's daytime exposure, a cold wind suddenly blew at night, and the cold air of dozens of degrees below zero began to invade the bodies of the two.
"Bang!"
Soon after the sun just rose, Chu Xiaoyang rolled his eyes, and suddenly fell to the ground with a stumble.
His frail body was covered in yellow sand and rolled straight down the edge of the dune.