Chapter Forty-Seven: Tempering in the Wind
"Click......"
Jimo lifted his hand along the stone wall, but in an instant, his sleeves and right hand were swept away by the hurricane, and his hands were full of white bones, and blood was thrown in the air, and soon disappeared in the wind.
Only the fingers of the skeleton were clasped on the rock wall, and countless blood were waving in the air, and although Bai Sen's bones were hard, they could not resist the washing of the howling hurricane.
The bones are covered in scratches, and some bones have been cracked.
Jimo's eyes were cracked, and he slowly raised his left hand and grabbed it on the smooth cliff wall, but there was still a foot left, and the upper half of Jimo's body had already penetrated into the hurricane, and his robe was instantly shattered, and flesh and blood flew sideways. Jimo's face was covered with blood, and in just a few breaths, he was already unrecognizable.
"Jimo, are you crazy?" looked at Jimo in panic and shouted loudly.
There was only the whining wind in Jimo's ears, how could he hear the words without a name.
It's closer, and there's still a foot left.
There were white bones on Jimo's face, and his gums were clucking. Now we are in a dilemma.
"Am I Jimo not even able to compare to a small whistling wind stone orchid?"
"Jimo, come back quickly, or you will die in the wind. Nameless and nameless shouted anxiously.
However, Jimo's mind is now blank, and only one last thought remains, and not even a word has fallen into his ears without a name.
"Up!"
Jimo finally let out a deep sigh, and moved his right hand, which was only the white bone left, forward half a foot again, and his body climbed up three inches.
"Click......
The Tsing Yi on Jimo's body was directly rolled into the wind, and blood splashed in the air, Jimo was like getting into a huge meat grinder, which was extremely sharp, trying to grind him into powder.
Advancing three inches again, Jimo felt that the tension of the wind instantly reached a terrifying five thousand catties, and his body was faintly blown away from the stone wall by the wind.
The friction between his hands and the smooth stone wall became smaller and smaller, and Jimo's body had a tendency to be swept away by the wind.
"You can't just give up, there's seven inches left. β
Jimo bit out a few words, and slowly drew three inches upwards with his left hand, which was level with his right hand, but it was difficult to draw half a point.
Nameless and nameless looked up at Jimo, and from time to time blood droplets flew down from the sky and hit him in the face, "Jimo, why are you here to do this, you and I can just go back the same way, why do you have to work so hard." β
The wind turned, bringing the nameless words to Jimo's ears.
A smile rose at the corner of Jimo's mouth and he roared, "You don't understand me!"
Moving up an inch again, Jimo's body was no longer finished, the bones were exposed, and the flesh and blood were defeated.
The tension of the wind reached 5,500 catties, and Jimo's body had already floated up from the stone wall, and the wind howled, vowing to pull Jimo into the center of the wind and roll it into pieces.
It was difficult to raise his hand, but his fingers left the stone surface, and the hurricane suddenly roared, and it was difficult for Jimo to fix his body with one hand, and the huge force of 20,000 catties on his body had no effect, and he was directly swept up by the wind.
"Damn it!"
The half-incomplete paranoia suddenly crossed Jimo's mind, and Jimo murmured, "Maybe Senior Brother Cripple is right!"
"Bell!"
The Questioning Halberd came into contact with the hard stone surface, raising a spark, and Jimo's whole body exploded with great force, wanting to insert the Questioning Halberd into the stone wall and lock his body.
It's just that this stone wall has been blown by the howling hurricane for many years, and it bears the bombardment of thousands of catties of hurricanes every day, and it has long been extremely hard, and I don't know how many times stronger than ordinary steel.
Jimo's halberd was stabbed on the stone wall, but it only pierced a stone with the size of the bowl, and the stone was stabbed down, and it was swept up by the hurricane, and with a roar, it hit Jimo's lower abdomen.
"Poof!"
Jimo was already lifted in the air by the wind, coupled with the power of the counterattack of the halberd of the heart on the stone wall, and now he was hit by this bowl of boulders, and his body was suddenly unstable, and he was lifted by the wind and thrown into the air.
The hurricane carried countless pieces of rubble, densely packed together to form a string of stone belts. Those stones hit Jimo's body, directly piercing Jimo's body, and scattered in the hurricane with a string of blood beads.
Those stones can withstand the washing of the hurricane without being consumed, they have long been the essence of the stones, and each stone is accelerated by the hurricane, and the power of the collision on the body is not weaker than the full force of the Qixuan Eight Heavenly Monks, and this full force blow is still concentrated in one point.
The Halberd was thrown into the air by the hurricane, swept into the eye of the storm, and disappeared in an instant.
Countless stones rushed through Jimo's body, bringing up a string of blood beads, but in the blink of an eye, Jimo was beaten into a sieve by these stones.
Jimo has long been unable to feel pain, and when pain becomes a norm, he will not be able to experience it.
Jimo's body was pulled by the wind, and Jimo was sent towards the eye of the wind at great speed, "I must not be swallowed by the eye of the wind like this." β
Jimo's mind crossed Lao Mo's loving old face, his flawless jade cheeks, his hypocritical face, his cold and cruel words, and Si Yao's evil smile......
"No, I must not die!"
"I still have to avenge my master, I still have to help Senior Sister Yanran find that person, and I have to settle grievances with Yanchen......"
"I must not die!"
The magic of the end of the world kept passing through Jimo's mind, connecting into a string of golden words, and someone seemed to be whispering in Jimo's mind, activating the sound of heaven.
The spontaneous operation of the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra", that is, countless whispers came out of the ink body, connected into a piece, and it was actually the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra" and the end of the world at the same time.
"The end of the worldβ"
Jimo shouted, and a series of golden words rushed out of Jimo's body, wrapping Jimo. Those words were actually close at hand, absorbing the aura in the air, and spontaneously condensed into ancient words, vaguely with the power of the avenue.
A thumb-sized pebble shot out in the wind and hit Jimo, who turned his head to look at the eye of the wind in front of him.
The end of the world erupted, and Jimo's body moving towards the eye of the wind suddenly froze, and then stopped in the air.
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
Countless stones passed through Jimo's body, shattering many bones on Jimo's body, and throwing fragments into the air.
The wind was tearing at him, trying to sweep away Jimo, who was suspended in the air.
Jimo's body is fixed in the air, constantly resisting the hurricane, and is in a dilemma.
Once you put away the end of the world, you will definitely be swept away by the wind and thrown into the eye of the storm. However, the end of the world can be offset by a hurricane, and the body is actually fixed in the air, becoming the target of those stones.
"It's too passive, if I'm the wind, I can move with the wind, and I don't need to be so passive. β
Jimo couldn't care about the pain on his body and forgot the danger of flying stones.
"The Rhythm of the Wind ......"
Jimo was suddenly stunned, if he mastered the rhythm of the wind, then he could be fearless of this hurricane.
But what is the rhythm of the wind? and how should it be mastered?
Everything has its own laws, and if you can master this law, you can advance and retreat smoothly and come and go freely.
It's just the rhythm of the wind, what is the law?
A bold thought flashed through Jimo's mind, if I gave up control of my body, would I be able to experience the rhythm of the wind......
......
"Jimo!" The nameless and nameless watched Jimo pause slightly in the air, and soon was swept away by the wind and directly submerged into the eye of the storm.
......
There is a hollow in the center of the eye of the storm, and the air is thrown out directly, forming a vacuum.
The wind around him was much lighter, and here was a huge whirlpool, which kept spinning, throwing Jimo's body into the air, and then sucking it into the ground, constantly rising and falling.
At the moment of entering the whirlpool, Jimo seemed to faintly grasp something.
The wind has dead ends, and even the most dense winds are difficult to completely eliminate them. Although the wind is huge, but I go with the wind, change the reason of the wind, and then I can follow the dead end of the wind, all the way up the wind, and use the wind to perfect myself.
A bright light crossed Jimo's mind, and the end of the world was running automatically.
Jimo gradually relaxed the restraint on his body, and the end of the world was running slowly, but Jimo did not resist the hurricane, but followed the direction of the hurricane, found the gap between the hurricanes, and stepped directly into the gap.
Taking five steps in the eye of the wind, Jimo's body has a faint tendency to rush out of the eye of the wind.
Jimo was overjoyed, he felt that he was like a feather falling into the wind at the moment, swaying, moving with the wind, and walking with the wind. I don't know how many levels of application ability have risen for the application ability of the world. Jimo felt as if he could fly, no longer accepting the shackles of the earth.
He stepped directly into the air, wanting to break out of the eye of the storm in one step.
However, all of a sudden, he remembered that the Halberd of Inquiry was also caught in the eye of the storm, and he didn't know where it was swept up.
The Halberd of Inquiry has always been with Jimo, and Jimo is never willing to discard the Halberd of Inquiry like this.
And Jimo couldn't see through the Halberd, at that time in the Armory Pavilion, he just wanted to choose a weapon at random, but he didn't want to choose the Halberd.
After that, the Asking Heart Halberd accompanied Jimo to comprehend the devouring remnants and break the magic weapon, the Asking Heart Halberd is by no means simple, if it is just an ordinary weapon, even if Jimo uses the devouring remnant, it is impossible to break the magic weapon.
Jimo suddenly remembered that Si Yao had said that he actually wanted to take away the Halberd of Questioning, but he didn't seem to pick it up.
The thoughts were changed in every way, and Jimo was once again in the eye of the storm, and he must not discard the halberd of conscience.
Entering the eye of the wind again, although Jimo felt that the hurricane still had an impact on him, but the impact was not as great as before, Jimo passed through the gap between the winds and kept rushing towards the inside of the eye of the wind.
The excitement slowly calmed down, and Jimo felt the rapid consumption of the aura in his body, and his face became solemn.
The consumption of spiritual energy at the end of the world has become greater.
It seems that although the application of the world has been strengthened, this benefit is not obtained out of thin air.
Feeling that nearly half of the aura in his body had been consumed, Jimo sighed slightly, if he couldn't find the Inquiry Halberd this time, it seemed that he could only wait until the Spiritual Qi recovered, and then he could enter the eye of the storm to find the Asking Halberd again.
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