Chapter 104: Cultivation is Lost

Shouts came from below, and they watched Qin Ping be annihilated by the self-explosion ripples of the skeleton cultivated by the golden pill, and at this time, their hearts were filled with a deep sadness, and even those Luo Yun Sect disciples who had hatred for Qin Ping before no longer had hatred in the face of all this, but turned into sympathy. [Ran^Text^Library] []

And Sharon laughed when he saw all this, but at the same time, he was also hit by Qin Ping's punch, and when blood spurted out wildly, his eyes were scattered, and his body seemed to be out of control, he gritted his teeth, trembling and left with the ice sculpture that Zhao Lian'er had turned into.

The power of this skeleton's self-explosion was so strong that it razed all the ground within a radius of hundreds of miles, extincting all life, even the ice dragon dissipated without resistance, and the other people around were not affected too much because of the distance, but some of the cultivators who were weak also changed their complexions, and blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

"How can this be, Ping'er, he ......" Qin Xiao's face suddenly lost blood, and when he muttered to himself, the whole person looked a lot older.

"Impossible......" Qin Yue and Qin Xue were both stunned, their expressions showed disbelief, their faces were dark, and tears flowed from the corners of their eyes.

"I still haven't been able to keep him......" Hao Gu's expression showed deep self-reproach, and he sighed softly, as if he felt that his whole body was heavy, when he turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, his eyes widened violently, and there was a strange light in his eyes, this light was hidden very deeply, and no one noticed it, he looked somewhere in the distance, his face was ecstatic, and his body immediately flew out and went straight into the air.

I saw that in the smoke and dust raised by the self-explosion of the skeleton frame, there was a faint blood-red light emitted, in the depths of this blood-red light, Qin Ping's body floated in it, he looked extremely bad at the moment, his breath was like nothing, his body was scarred, blood filled his body, and he couldn't feel the slightest spiritual power on his body.

Qin Ping's eyes were closed, he was in a coma, and above his body, at this time, a blood-colored spar slowly floated, and from this blood-colored spar, a rich blood-red glow emanated, covering Qin Ping's whole body, as if he was constantly repairing his body.

After a while, the blood-red glow dimmed, and the blood-colored spar also turned dark red, turning into a ray of light and disappearing into Qin Ping's eyebrows.

Qin Xiao and the others were also extremely excited when they saw this scene, they staggered and flew over, and when they came to Qin Ping, looking at the numerous scars on his body, they were all a little heartbroken, and they didn't say anything, Qin Xiao silently took Qin Ping back.

At this point, the matter came to an end, and everything around me was quiet again.

But on a mountain peak countless thousands of miles away, at the mouth of the cold wind, there was a person standing at this moment, with a blood-colored mask on his face, wearing a blood-colored shirt, and a blood-colored cloak behind him.

At this moment, he looked up into the distance, and the direction he looked at was where Qin Ping was, as if his gaze could penetrate countless distances and fall on Qin Ping, this person did not move, but suddenly, a rustling sound came out in the distance, and two figures shuttled through the forest.

The speed of these two figures was extremely fast, the first breath was still in the distance, and the next moment they came behind the blood-colored figures, revealing two people dressed in black and wearing black cloaks, they did not speak immediately, but suddenly knelt down on one knee, and a voice was heard.

"See the Master!"

The blood-colored figure did not answer, and after a moment of silence, his echoing voice slowly came out.

"How!"

"Sect Master, this sect is called Luoyun Sect, and it is just a Jindan junior who is looking for trouble, and any one of the two of us in this sect will destroy it, and it only takes one breath...... Oh no, just take a half-breath!" one of them spoke proudly, as if he felt that such a sect was not qualified to be questioned by the sect master.

The blood-colored figure was silent for a moment, standing in the whimpering wind outlet and did not speak, but then he raised his right hand and gently pointed at the person who spoke before, and suddenly, the person immediately let out a terrible scream, which was like being skinned and boneless, making everyone who heard it creepy.

"You're not worthy to be my direct ......"

The terrible screams continued for a long time, as if the person had been tortured to the extreme, and only then did he die slowly, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were frightened, and the breath of life disappeared.

"You, tell me about it!" When the voice of the blood-colored figure came out, the other man in black immediately trembled, his eyes showed a deep fear, and his heart was filled with horror as he watched his companion die in endless pain and misery in front of him.

His mind and thoughts rolled rapidly, thinking about what he had seen and understood over and over again, and suddenly, his gaze froze, and he stayed on a picture, in which Qin Ping's body was floating in the air, and the blood-colored spar was suspended on him.

"Sect Master, the Canglong Blood Jade is in the hands of a junior who leaves the dust, if the sect leader needs it, his subordinates will immediately snatch it up......" The man in black came out of the old man's voice, and when he heard it, he knew that it was an old man, and he spoke quickly, for fear that he would delay the sect leader and end up with a miserable death.

"No, I don't really need the Canglong Blood Jade at this time, just let it stay with that junior, this person will be an important chess piece in the sect's plan......"

"But Sect Master, this junior is seriously injured and dying, I'm afraid that his life will be short, and even if he can survive, it will be impossible to practice anymore. ”

"No, you underestimate the role of the Canglong Blood Jade, the Canglong Blood Jade is far more mysterious than you imagined, besides, this junior's physical body is unusual, and it can be restored with the help of the Canglong Blood Jade, as for cultivation...... There is a place in this sect where it can be cultivated again, as long as it is guided a little, it can be!" The blood-colored figure said this, his voice seemed to tremble faintly, and the expression under his blood-colored mask changed rapidly, revealing gloom.

"Yes!"

After the two finished speaking, their bodies immediately flew up, and they walked straight to Luo Yunzong in the bright and bright moonlight, and under this silent night sky, the two of them were extremely fast.

It is said that after Qin Ping was brought back to Luoyun Sect by everyone, under the orders of Hu Xing and Haogu, no disciples of tonight's incident were reported to the outside world, but among these disciples, Qin Ping's strength was rumored to be boiling.

With the power of one person to repel the late Jindan monks, in just a few breaths, the cultivation directly jumped from the late stage of leaving the dust to the peak monk of the early stage of Jindan, and finally stepped into the middle stage of Jindan.

Although Qin Ping was seriously injured and fell into a coma in the end, his figure remained in the hearts of all the disciples of the Luo Yun Sect, and even the elders, and even the sect master, all felt a trace of awe for Qin Ping, especially Qin Ping's courage and confidence in challenging the salon, which made them feel shocked when they thought about it at the moment.

In this way, Qin Ping was unknowingly recognized by all the disciples of the Luo Yun Sect overnight, even the elder sect master began to recognize Qin Ping, and Qin Ping's coma was even more concerned by them, and they wished that Qin Ping could wake up immediately.

Whether it was the disciples who had hatred or resentment against Qin Ping before, at this moment, with Qin Ping's every move, with everything he had done, those disciples no longer had any displeasure, and only fanaticism was left for Qin Ping, only reverence remained.

Time passed, and before I knew it, a few days had passed, and during this period, Qin Ping was still in a coma and still hadn't woken up.

Until the seventh day, at noon on this day, the fiery red sun hung high in the middle of the sky, sprinkling patches of scorching heat, baking the earth, at this time in a cool room in the guest room, Qin Ping, who had been in a coma and sleeping, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes showed exhaustion and a trace of desolation hidden in the depths, his right hand propped up his headache, he sat up slowly, and when he looked around, he only saw some tables, chairs and benches, and there was no half a figure.

He stepped down from the wooden bed, but when he stood up, he suddenly became unsteady on his feet, and sat back down, and he let out a low cry, and immediately there was a sharp pain all over his body, which made him pale.

Sitting on the wooden bed, Qin Ping's whole body was quietly crossed, without the need for his divine sense to look inside, he also knew that his current situation was very bad, he had no spiritual power in his body, and there was no trace of cultivation on his body, and even his divine sense was only a little bit left, but he couldn't use it at the moment.

He sat cross-legged and tried to breathe, but after a while, he found that he couldn't attract spiritual power into his body at all, even if there was a trace of spiritual power, it would dissipate immediately, and his body no longer had the strength to carry spiritual power.

What's worse is that he found that the power of his physical body has also dissipated a lot, and his physical body at this time is only one percent of the original one, which is only equivalent to the cultivation of the fifth layer of qi refining to the physical body, and every time he exhales, there will be sharp pain pouring into his heart everywhere in his body.