The head hurts, it hurts, but the vague consciousness begins to gradually become clear again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He had long been accustomed to the feeling of pain, but this time, he finally realized what it means to be worse than death.

In the Scarlet World, he had met with the Blood Skull several times, and each time, he did not block a single move. This time, it is better to say that the other party did not have the idea of killing him, otherwise, with Luohe's injured body at that time, he would not be able to stop the legendary blow.

The stinging sensation in the left shoulder, this is also not the first time. King Kong, this bastard, every time the hole gold finger happened to shoot through the left shoulder blade, in the short term, his left arm, is not to be used again.

As for the alien true qi flowing around in the body, it suddenly calmed down and lurked in the dantian with peace of mind. The Extreme Yin Nature Xenomorph True Qi was much more domineering than the Peerless Blood Sea Demon Skill, so much so that Luo He couldn't easily expel it at all.

Reluctantly got up and looked around, he remembered that it was obviously at the mouth of a cave in the Dieyuan Mountain Range, and the direction in which he was sent flying was definitely not the place where the rumored flower rain was hidden. So, where exactly is he right now?

Among the communication stones, the last message was sent by Ju Wuxie, telling him to find a chance to evacuate if he was still alive. Since then, there has been no news of him. Thinking that the alliance group had withdrawn from the range of the Dieyuan Mountain Range, the distance was too far, and the communication stone had lost its due effect.

With a few faint rays of sunlight revealing from above, Luo He's glasses barely adapted to the darkness in the crypt, and he staggered forward.

After dozens of steps, the road ahead was blocked by a huge stone. However, the stone is sharp and angular, and it is obvious that it is a man-made trace.

Looking around, Luohe found that there was a plant in the crypt, and although most of the fruit had died, there was still a small half that could be eaten. According to rough estimates, at least for a few months, there is no need to worry about hunger.

Sitting on the ground, Luo He took out a Qingling Pill from his arms. At the beginning, Mu Sha gave three Qingling pills on behalf of Qingling Zhenren, and the assassin could still clearly appear in Luo He's mind.

Smelling the faint fragrance of the elixir on the Qingling Pill, the corners of Luo He's mouth raised a smile slightly, and then because of the excessive movement, the injury on the shoulder, the slightly smiling face instantly turned into a helpless wry smile.

After swallowing the Qingling Pill, he used the operation of the Blood Sea Demon Gong to recover from his injuries. The Qingling Pill is also a must of the Qingxin Sect, and its effect is surprisingly amazing, and a cool breath rises from the body, and it actually begins to gradually repair Luohe's injured body.

However, the heterogeneous true qi in the body is like a time bomb, every time Luohe is halfway through, it will always come out and pour it out, making the speed of recovery from injuries continue to decrease. As a last resort, Luo He swallowed the second Qing Ling Dan in pain, and with the help of the mysterious effect of the spirit pill, he temporarily forcibly suppressed the true qi of the different species.

Fortunately, Qingling Pill did not disappoint Luohe. The two took effect together, temporarily sealing the xenomorph true qi in a position in the dantian and not moving, and with the help of the Qingling Pill, but in just a few days, his shoulder blades have basically recovered, although he can't be lucky, but there is no big problem with ordinary use.

Luo He is not a trace, he is not as crazy as his infatuation, for the blood skeleton, in addition to a feeling of sympathy and sympathy, he is more curious. After this battle, he had already made up his mind that before he had enough strength, he would see how far the Blood Skeleton could run, and that kind of existence would definitely be more terrifying than anyone he had ever seen in the real world. Perhaps, only the middle-aged man with silver-white hair can compete with her.

The firewood knife was lost when it was flying, but Luohe was not in a hurry to leave this place at this time. Maybe the blood skeleton is still there, but now that I go out, I'm afraid that I will fall into the net and die.

There is a way out but there is no way out, and the only road in front of Luohe is the only one left, which has traces of artificial carving.

Secretly transporting the Blood Sea Demon Skill, Luo He used his right hand as a knife, and tried to slash out a blood knife with four successful forces. After the blood-colored knife qi hit the boulder, it actually scattered in all directions, leaving only a small knife mark of less than half an inch on the boulder.

Luo He didn't believe in evil, and after a little breathing, his right arm came out with eighty percent of the Blood Sea Demon Skill, and hit the boulder fiercely, Luo He only saw a red in front of him, it seemed that the true qi of the Blood Sea Demon Gong counterattacked back, and he hurriedly pulled his hand to block, and the whole person was blown upside down and flew out, and smashed on the stone wall of the crypt.

Although he was not injured, after Luo He raised his head, he gasped. With such a blow, an ordinary first-class master would accidentally fall under the blood knife, and when facing the boulder, it actually caused a mark of only one foot.

According to calculations, this boulder is at least three or four meters in size, just one foot?

Luo He didn't believe in evil, and instantly raised the blood sea demon skill in his body to the peak state, and when the alien true qi was still blocked in a corner, it exploded in an instant! The majestic blood-red true qi turned into a blood knife, and slashed at the boulder with lightning speed!

There was only a loud thunderous sound, and the boulder suddenly turned in half and flew upside down on both sides, revealing a dark and small path in an instant.

Meditating cross-legged for a while, balancing the tumbling blood qi in his body, Luo He was glad that the xenomorph true qi did not attack at this time, otherwise, the joy that he had won so hard might have become a void.

Walking along the winding path, the stone walls on both sides are covered with swords and slashes. Rao is Luohe stretched out his hand at this moment, and he could still feel the strength depicted on the stone wall at the beginning, scene after scene, as if hallucination, and as if reality, stimulating Luohe's brain.

Luo He seemed to see that a man with a scimitar bent like a crescent moon was fighting with a peerless swordsman for life and death. The swordsman's swordsmanship is exquisite, neutral and peaceful, obviously from a famous faction, even with Luo He's eyesight at this time, he can't see any flaws in his sword moves at all.

And that scimitar swordsman, his knife skills are almost Tao, more weird and strange than Luo He's own use, between the knife moves, not only is there not the slightest flaw at all, but it can even be described as perfect. Luo He couldn't help but compare his understanding of the wood-splitting knife technique with it, and the answer made him extremely frustrated.

The wood-splitting knife method, derived from his perception when chopping firewood, and the sum of his actual combat experience in the blood-colored world, can be said to be better than most of the high-level martial arts on the rivers and lakes, although it is slightly inferior to the peerless level, but it is not far behind. And the wood-splitting knife method that he is proud of is like the distance between the flower rain and the stinky ****!

The scope of the battle between the two became larger and larger, and under the sword qi and sword qi, the location of Luohe was also involved. The sword qi was close to the body, and Luo He didn't even have time to raise his true qi to fight back, and he was already split into three halves.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood gushed out, and two huge openings opened on Luo He's left and right sleeves.

It turned out that he had just broken into the battlefield of sword intent and sword intent left here by the swordsman with his own sword intent, and it was the sword intent condensed by his wood-splitting knife method that he was injured and killed.

"What kind of person is so terrifying? If these two people are still in the world, who is the winner between the middle-aged man and the blood skeleton?"

Under the faint light, a wisp of silver-white crescent light was imprinted on Luo He's chest, swaying with light and darkness.