Fan Baimi tried his best to urge the little spiritual power, trying to maintain his body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, the long-term battle has exhausted the spiritual power, and the stimulation at this moment is only a drop in the bucket.

Gradually, he could no longer control the direction of his flight, and the flying sword tossed up and down with him, and the gusts of wind blew him sideways from side to side. It was still in the air, and at this moment it was gradually dodging left and right in the branches and leaves.

Cold, a thick giant tree suddenly appeared in front of him, and this collision was probably not just a skin injury. Although Ling Yun Jue's cultivation can strengthen the body, after the fierce battle, not only is the spiritual power exhausted, but also the body is seriously injured.

A terrible wound on his left arm, torn from top to bottom, like the roar of a hideous demon, and like a rolled open earth. The dark black blood stains were mixed with gray and black dust, rotting grass and trees, and people couldn't imagine that not long ago this was the smooth arm of a young man.

Fan Baimi used the last trace of spiritual power to avoid the oncoming tree trunk, and just as he was secretly relieved, his eyes went dark and he was planted. When he fell, he had one last thought, "It's over, dust to dust, dust to dust..."

I don't know how long it took, Fan Baimi struggled to wake up. Subconsciously shook his left arm, that is, he was completely awakened by severe pain, and his whole body was instantly covered with cold sweat, and when he mixed with the blood stains and soil on his body, he became a bloody mud man, which looked indescribably terrifying.

I can't remember how long I haven't been in this kind of embarrassment, since Ling Yunjue has achieved something, he has been invincible in the battle with demon beasts, even if he encounters fierce and tenacious people, he will be awarded the head under the joint attack of several fellow disciples, how could he have been defeated today.

The blood stains all over his body could no longer be distinguished from those of his own or those who had covered the retreat, and there were more small wounds in other parts except for the wound on his left arm.

Fortunately, Ling Yunjue, who had been cultivating with all his heart, had already strengthened his body and was able to spontaneously stop bleeding after his body was injured.

Otherwise, the bleeding from this wound alone would have cost him his life, rather than having time to think about it.

At this time, I was in a huge forest of towering trees, and every tree around me was extremely tall, and I couldn't even see the end when I looked up, only the stratus clouds floating on the treeside.

The giant tree is very large, and the roots of the tree extending out are hugged by two people, and the animals shuttling through the forest are also in shape, cat-sized mice, and mouse-sized centipedes!

In the end, there was still a creature coming to the door. A pheasant the size of a calf pecked and slashed, and this was it.

Fan Baimi stretched out his hand to drive away, but the pheasant did not retreat but advanced, and his eyes flashed brightly, presumably he had not seen a "meat worm" of this size for a long time.

Gurgle!

This cry is like that of a domestic chicken, the unusually thick black claws trample the stones under his feet to pieces, Fan Baimi couldn't help grinning, it suddenly accelerated and pounced, as if it was about to peck a piece of meat.

Fan Baimi wanted to scold people in his heart, but at this moment, the phoenix fell to the shelf, and he was despised by the pheasant, although it was quite big.

I didn't want to hurt its life, so I used a little spiritual power as a deterrent, and the pheasant was so frightened that it fled.

After thinking about it for a while, I still found a platform surrounded by tree branches at a high point and flew up, in case there were wild dogs the size of tigers, it would not be too embarrassing.

Sitting on the branch, ignoring the pain all over his body, he released his consciousness and felt that there were no murderous things chasing him around, so he sat cross-legged and slowly ran the Lingyun Jue.

Because the spiritual power is exhausted, it is necessary to gather the surrounding spiritual energy little by little, just like the initial cultivation.

Fortunately, this jungle has been inaccessible for many years, and the aura is not thin, and after about two weeks, the empty spiritual power between the chest and abdomen began to recover a little, and a faint warmth surged from the dantian to the limbs, and the pain in the whole body was finally relieved.

After running for a few more weeks, the chest and abdomen finally turned from cold to warm in spring, and his limbs were much more flexible, only his left arm still had intermittent pain, as if to remind Fan Baimi of what kind of fierce battle he encountered.

After transporting his spiritual power and sensing that there was indeed no threat within a radius of more than ten miles, Fan Baimi took out a Divine Pill and subdued it, and continued to operate Lingyun Duel.

The Divine Pill is the multi-flavored spirit grass and strange insects of Zhongnan Mountain, which is used as a medicine, blessed with Lingyun's unique cultivation power, and cooperates with Lingyun's refining, which is of great benefit to his own cultivation.

At this moment, Fan Baimi was not sure whether he was completely out of danger, so he didn't care about the rarity of this Divine Pill, and used it here, in order to recover his spiritual power as quickly as possible in a short period of time.

If you are attacked again, you can have a greater certainty of winning the battle, and even if you don't win, you can have more self-protection.

After running for nearly five weeks, and not feeling the power of the Divine Pill, Fan Baimi put away the exercises and got up.

This usage is really a tyrannical thing, when cultivating in the past, the medicinal power would disappear after twenty weeks, and most of this consumption must have been made up for the deficit of one's own qi and blood.

However, I was already more energetic, and the fatigue of flying for too long had completely dissipated, and the wound on my left arm had healed for the most part, and after trying to stretch, there was no abnormality.

There will finally be time to remember what happened to the attack.

Fan Baimi and a few of his fellow disciples were ordered to walk down the mountain, and when they heard about a demon beast hurting people near a town, they went over to investigate.

According to past experience, most of the scattered beasts and demons broke into the human gathering place, frightening the people, thus causing conflicts and casualties.

But this is different, no one has ever seen the appearance of the beast demon head-on, but the next day from the beginning of the sight of a huge trace, it is inferred that the beast demon did it.

The traces left behind show that this is a strong opponent.

The half-human footprint brought the shock to the group was acceptable, but after seeing the wall, it was difficult to calm down.

The four walls were pierced by the same shape, and even the posture of the demon beast walking could be distinguished, which was not an ability that a low-level beast demon could have.

It was four three-foot-thick walls, and it was blessed with a strong charm, and it was an existence that could withstand Fan Baimi's blow, but it was actually pierced by a light blow!

A few people noticed that something was wrong, and after a brief discussion, it was decided that one person would go back to the mountain for help, and the rest would stay behind to assist the townspeople in defense.

At this time, the mutation is abrupt!

A gust of demonic wind rises, flying sand and stones, and the sun and moon are gone!

A pair of basin-sized eyes were on top of a bloody mouth, staring at everyone unscrupulously. What shot out of his eyes was clearly a faint green light looking at his prey.

After an instant panic, the battle instinct caused several people to hurriedly sacrifice their respective magic weapons, and for a while, it also made this demon beast stunned for a while.

I was finally able to see what was in front of me. What kind of beast is this, the body is probably five feet high, and there are three feet of triangular spikes on its back, and there are five such spikes.

The thick hind limbs can only be embraced by two people, and the strong tail is even longer than a zhang, and the whole body is covered with thick bone armor.

The majestic body can be broken to pieces when swept to mortals!