Luo Zhuo is a body refiner, the strongest means of a body refiner is the body, the body is like a black iron, the bone is like a diamond, it is not a lie, with Luo Zhuo's current realm, let alone the wind, even if it is a knife in the sky, it may not be able to hurt him in the slightest.

But now he was only blown by the wind on this ancient battlefield, and countless wounds appeared on his body, and even his physical strength did not play a role in the slightest. Because this wind is not simply the wind, it is also mixed with the yin and murderous aura on the battlefield and the military aura emitted by those weapons left on the battlefield.

The weapons used by cultivators are different from the cold weapons of the world, and the weapons of cultivators are all made of their own cultivation, and they themselves come with the breath of cultivators, and even some divine weapons can cultivate spiritually, and they can compete with cultivators.

Although the weapons left by those strong have been broken, the breath carried by the weapons on the weapons has not dissipated, but in this special environment, it is integrated with the yin qi and murderous qi, and the lethality is amazing.

Luo Zhuo was also a little lucky at this time, and fortunately, the gold-armored man detained them, otherwise he rushed in without knowing why, and his body became like this, and the others didn't instantly turn into a pile of minced meat.

"Senior Jiang, will he die?" On the city wall of the fifth level of Hangu, Qiao Mengyuan asked Jiang Yiping beside him. Although her expression was obvious, her clenched fists, her nails had pierced her palms, and blood dripped onto the city wall, as if plum blossoms were blooming, shocking.

"Will die. Jiang Yiping looked into the distance and said indifferently, "As long as you don't become a saint, even if you are an emperor, you will die one day, let alone him." His voice was full of emotion. seems to be lamenting the ruthlessness of heaven and earth.

"Can the seniors save him? Qiao Mengyuan said a little pleadingly, her character, it is rare to say such things, Qiao Mengyuan usually looks soft and quiet, more quiet than gentle, but her personality is very stubborn and strong. Never ask for help.

"No, I let him go, so naturally I can't break the rules. Jiang Yiping said: "If he can survive, you can all go, if not, sooner or later he will die, but it is better to die here more happily." ”

Qiao Mengyuan bit her lip tightly and stared at Luo Zhuo's back on the screen in mid-air, there was never this moment. She felt so small and powerless.

Although Luo Zhuo looks a little miserable, he is actually not very seriously injured, these flesh injuries are not injuries at all for body refiners, and they can be recovered between breaths, you know, the real power of body refining, a drop of blood can be reborn. Although Luo Zhuo is still far from that realm, this kind of injury. If it is placed elsewhere, it can be healed by a few breaths. But here, as soon as he healed, his skin was cut again, so it was always this blurred of flesh and blood.

This did not affect Luo Zhuo's actions, and he used the True Yuan to recover from his injuries. While moving forward steadily, seven days have passed, and he has not seen the trace of the Shura Knife, and it is becoming more and more difficult to walk ahead, Luo Zhuo is anxious.

Another day passed. Luo Zhuo's distance on this day was only half of the first day, and he didn't know how many times his wound had healed and then healed and cut, but in this process, Luo Zhuo felt that his body was getting stronger little by little, and the refining realm that had not progressed for a long time had also loosened.

This was an unexpected joy, Luo Zhuo simply started the cultivation of refining his body in the process of advancing, Zixiao's refining method kept running, every time he took a step forward, his body strengthened by one point, although the resistance to move forward was getting bigger and bigger, but his speed did not slow down anymore, but basically maintained a constant speed.

Later, Luo Zhuo's brain had already emptied himself and forgot about the things in Hangu Guancheng, and there were only two things in his mind, one was to move forward and the other was to cultivate. In such a state, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

Hangu Pass is no longer the earth, the concentration of aura here is not particularly abundant, but it is also much stronger than the earth, with the operation of the Zixiao refining heart method, Hongmeng purple qi looms, circulating between the musculoskeletal meridians, and at the same time, the aura of heaven and earth enters the body, cooperating with Hongmeng purple qi to refine and strengthen his body.

Halfway through the fourth day, Luo Zhuo suddenly let out a long roar, and his whole body made a crackling sound, only to see that the skin on the surface of his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood stains on the surface of his body that had condensed fell like snowflakes, revealing the white and tender skin like a baby's newborn, and the seemingly tender skin was no longer broken in the wind.

Luo Zhuo clenched his fist, the feeling of breaking through was really good, with a slight shock, all the clothes on his body that had been torn into wisps fell to the ground, there was no one here, he was not afraid of being naked, but he didn't expect that in the distance, there were two people observing him.

Jiang Yiping laughed, but Qiao Mengyuan's face was flushed with shame, and she wanted not to look at it, but she couldn't help but peek between her fingers.

After the breakthrough of cultivation, Luo Zhuo moved forward again, this time his speed increased a lot, the whole person was like a phantom, flashed, already a few zhang away, the wind here, no longer hurt him, and in the process of advancing, he also constantly adjusted the angle of his body to reduce the resistance of the wind as much as possible, this small adjustment, Luo Zhuo's speed increased by more than one point.

After another day, the time was already noon on the fifth day, and there was only one and a half days before the seven-day deadline mentioned by the gold-armored man, even if Luo Zhuo got the Shura knife now and started to return, the possibility of returning to the city in time was almost zero, Luo Zhuo's heart was extremely anxious, he could only hope that Wen Ya and the others would be lucky now, and not be selected by the gold-armored man as soon as they came up, this feeling of powerlessness made Luo Zhuo hate it deeply!

Just when Luo Zhuo's heart was anxious, the scene in front of him changed again, the yellow sand in the sky disappeared, and within Luo Zhuo's line of sight, a pure land with a radius of 100 zhang appeared! There seemed to be an invisible cover separated from the outside world, and it seemed to be two worlds in peace, and in the center of that space, a straight-edged long knife was inserted there, and the blade was actually bright red.

Without thinking too much, Luo Zhuo was very sure, this was the golden armor man's Shura knife, no wonder he said that he knew it when he saw it, and he didn't describe the shape of the knife at all, compared with the remnants of the soldiers everywhere on the battlefield, the Shura knife was almost intact, and its own military qi actually entered the strong wind that isolated the outside world, it is conceivable that this must be a divine weapon.

Luo Zhuo did not hesitate to plunge directly into that space, as soon as he entered it, Luo Zhuo almost screamed and was born, and the previous scene was repeated again, Luo Zhuo instantly turned into a bloody man, and the wounds on his body were deep and bone-invisible.

Luo Zhuo secretly cursed himself in his heart, he already knew that the Shura Sword was extraordinary, why didn't he expect its military spirit to be so powerful?

In his heart, he scolded the golden-armored man for giving himself such a big problem, but Luo Zhuo did not stop at his feet, and approached the Shura knife step by step, a hundred zhang distance, and changed to other places, Luo Zhuo dodged and arrived, but here, he walked like a dying old man, and every few steps, he had to stop and rest for a while, because of the distance of a few steps, he was already injured and had to stop to recover.

Fortunately, in this case, he ran Zixiao Refining Form, Hongmeng Purple Qi was very cooperative, when he stopped to practice Zixiao Refining Form, he could recover with a few breaths, even if in the process of moving forward, although the speed of recovery was not as fast as the speed of being injured, it was also slowly recovering, which was one of the reasons why Luo Zhuo never fell.

When the fifth day was about to end, Luo Zhuo finally entered the range of ten steps of the Shura Knife, at this time, Luo Zhuo, even if he stopped and did not move to cultivate Zixiao Refining Form with all his might, he could not catch up with the speed of the soldier's qi to hurt him, and the skin on his body had not healed, Hongmeng Ziqi seemed to have sensed his danger, and he was much more active than usual, but it did not let him transform like when he faced Yu Wenming, but it was only maintained to the extent that he did not fall.

Luo Zhuo was already very disappointed in himself, but Jiang Yiping kept nodding slightly, Luo Zhuo was able to do this step, it was already beyond his expectations, his Shura knife was not ordinary, the Shura knife came out, and the gods and ghosts retreated, even if it was a heavenly immortal, under his Shura knife, it would not last long, and this was still when the knife was not in his hand.

Luo Zhuo's breathing was heavy, when he arrived here, he was no longer able to maintain his internal breathing, the true yuan slowly flowed out from the primordial realm, he couldn't care about hiding his qi cultivation anymore, otherwise if it went on like this, not only would he not be able to reach the Shura knife, but he would also have to die under the sword qi of the Shura knife, which would be too much.

After a while, Luo Zhuo had already run all the cultivation of Qi refining and refining body to the extreme, he let out a loud shout, strode towards the Shura Knife, just a few steps, Luo Zhuo had already arrived in front of the Shura Knife, he didn't care how many pieces of meat on his body had been cut off, he reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife.

"Ahh

The Hongmeng purple qi in the depths of Luo Zhuo's body suddenly lit up, and a wisp of Hongmeng purple qi was separated, and no one could see it, and it seemed that it spread along Luo Zhuo's body, just above the shoulder, and formed a confrontation with the Shura knife, Luo Zhuo's dissolved flesh and blood stopped when it reached the shoulder, and began to recover slowly.

At the moment of crisis, Hongmeng Purple Qi still chose to protect the master, and with the help of Hongmeng Purple Qi, Luo Zhuo exerted his strength in his hand, and used his right hand, which was almost bone, to pull out the Shura knife. As soon as the knife was pulled out, Luo Zhuo felt that the world in front of him had disappeared, leaving only a brilliant sword light in front of his eyes. (To be continued.) )