Chapter 101 The struggling monks The sky was covered with clouds, rumbling thunder sounded from time to time, and slowly, drizzle started to fall in the sky.
The bloody air in this battlefield was suppressed, making the soil on the ground become muddy.
Step on. Heavy footsteps sounded, and a pair of black boots stepped into the muddy water, causing a little splash. A man in black staggered on his feet, making many twists and turns as he walked.
With every step he took, a little blood seeped out of his black boots, staining the water he passed red.
He looked up at the gray sky. The rain fell on his face. He thought it would flow down his cheek, but it was blocked by the wound that spanned his entire face. The wound slid from the left cheek to the right cheek, bisecting his nose in half. The flesh and blood were turned out, and even the gray-white bones were exposed in the middle. The fatigue in the man's eyes could no longer be concealed, and his eyes sometimes collapsed and sometimes regrouped. He was obviously using his willpower to support himself.
Behind him, he was carrying a bloody body, with similar wounds scattered on his exposed back.
"Lu Wan!! Lu Wan!! Wake up and we'll be at the gathering place soon."
As he spoke, he took out a pill and stuffed it directly into Lu Wan's mouth, and also stuffed one for himself.
Gratitude flashed in his eyes. If it weren't for the elixir given by his senior brother, they would have died long ago. The man in black is Luo Yan of Ziyang Sect, and the person on his back is naturally Lu Wan.
Just after they stepped into this battlefield, they were attacked within a quarter of an hour. Fortunately, the ones that attacked them were just a few ordinary demonic beasts in the pill-forming stage, so it was relatively easy for them to deal with them, and they quickly killed them.
But the nightmare has just begun. Since then, monsters have been harassing them.
From the first few, to a dozen, and finally to dozens, but thankfully, no Nascent Soul monsters came to attack and kill them.
Therefore, they were able to survive until now with the life-saving formations and magic weapons given by their senior brothers. In the final attack, the number of monsters was too great, and Lu Wan was able to fight off those beasts at the cost of serious injuries. And his body is only slightly better than Lu Wan's. Fortunately, they met a dying monk on the way there.
He said that the gathering point of the human race was not far ahead, which made Luo Yan see hope of survival again.
Since they didn't dare to fly blatantly, they hid all the way, relying on the formations and elixirs to hide their auras until now.
But where is the gathering point? According to the monk, you can see it through the jungle,
But he had already passed through two jungles and had not yet reached the so-called gathering point.
His heart became more and more desperate. He turned to look at Lu Wan beside him and said slowly in a weak voice:
"I have been lucky for many years, but this time I may really die."
"This is the destination of monks like me...ahem"
Lu Wan's voice was inaudible, and after he finished speaking, he coughed up a large mouthful of blood, staining Luo Yan's chest red.
But before he could ask, there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him.
He turned around suddenly and saw small black dots appearing in the originally hazy sky, flying towards them at such a fast speed that they arrived in the blink of an eye!
Luo Yan took a deep breath, and two light balls appeared in his hands, with little formation fluctuations coming from them.
He looked at the two balls of light and sighed, these are the last two. If they don't find the gathering place, they will have no way to escape or avoid. After pouring spiritual power into the formation, Luo Yan threw them out with all his strength! The formation opened in the air and turned into two attack formations, blocking the monster clan that was rushing over. Luo Yan took out another bottle of pills, took out one pill and swallowed it.
As soon as he entered his mouth, the elixir melted instantly, and the explosive force rushed towards his limbs and bones.
This sudden impact made him cough out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes... Without time to appreciate the feeling of strength, he rushed towards Cong Lin ahead with Lu Wan on his back. "I hope I can escape..."
He prayed silently in his mind, but in front of him. A head suddenly popped up from the muddy ground, with long fangs exposed and a body covered in gray hair. It looks like a mouse, but its size is half the size of a human. Luo Yan's heart gradually sank. Judging from the breath of the cracking rat in front of him, it was clearly a Nascent Soul cultivation level. He gently put Lu Wan down and leaned against a tree... Then he turned around and looked at the crack rat, even though his steps had begun to stagger and the power brought by the elixir was fading.
But there was no fear on his face, only the calmness of facing death.
As he said, he is really not afraid of death It's just that the way he died now was a bit embarrassing. He didn't even see a monk, but he was surrounded by a group of monsters for no reason. But he didn't have any other ideas. He just accepted it calmly and comforted himself that he had used up all his luck in the first half of his life. Luo Yan pulled out the bloody long sword. This was the long sword that his two brothers had snatched from the monk at the fifth level of Qi Refining. He had always kept it with him and regarded him as a friend. He always reminded himself not to be afraid of death. Although there were already many gaps in it, his love for this long sword did not diminish at all. "It's a pity. You may stay here in the future, but no matter what, we are our friends. Please let me have this last battle."
After saying that, Luo Yan rushed towards the line of gophers with a long sword in his hand, and he could even see the faint mockery in their eyes... He cursed secretly: "If I were not injured, I would have killed you."
At the same time, a figure quickly shuttled through the jungle. After passing an obvious dividing line,
The weather here suddenly turned gray and it was raining lightly.
Lin Qing looked behind him, where it was sunny.
A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, looking at the neat dividing line, he said to himself silently: "Is the rain in this world so strong? It falls so neatly?"
Suddenly, he noticed a familiar aura, his eyes widened slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed through him.
“It’s like meeting an acquaintance!!”
He kicked lightly, disappeared on the spot, and rushed towards the aura. Lin Qing did not choose to hide his figure, but flew directly in the sky at high speed. After this period of entanglement, he also discovered that the other party seemed to have lit up the entire map, as if he was cheating. Therefore, his position will be exposed at any time. Instead of being secretive, it is better to fly openly.
A quarter of an hour later, his figure solidified in mid-air, looking at the tragic battlefield below.
"Yeah, you're really not afraid of death. How can you be so capable of beating someone with such a serious injury?"
Although she saw two acquaintances who were seriously injured, Lin Qing was still in a good mood and couldn't help but tease them.
The next moment, his body disintegrated and disappeared into the rain, rushing towards the fighting man and beast. The long sword in Luo Yan's hand was broken at this moment, and there were several bone-deep wounds on his body.
The blood kept flowing down the rainwater, gathering into a small red puddle below... After just two collisions with the Nascent Soul stage cracking rat, he had already lost his combat effectiveness... If the cracker hadn't deliberately teased him, he might have died in the first collision. When he was thinking about whether to take Lu Wan with him to self-destruct, a figure in white appeared in front of him.
The figure had its back to him, but you could still see his tall body and the little blood stains on his clothes. And the familiar voice that came,
"Don't die, it's not easy to meet an acquaintance."
"Brother"
Luo Yan's mouth opened and closed back and forth, causing the wound on his face to touch back and forth, even if it caused him huge pain But he still laughed "Hahahaha, I'm alive again."
The figure in front of him disappeared in an instant, and in just a moment he was in front of that annoying ground rat.
With just two simple punches, the cracking rat that left him helpless was punched through the chest. He fell to the ground and twitched back and forth. He didn't even have the chance to use Yuan Ying to escape. "Good and strong"
It is obviously the peak level of pill formation, but when it is intact, it can only compete with ordinary Nascent Soul monks for a few moves. But it’s so easy for senior brother to kill Nascent Soul! Luo Yan stopped his thoughts, sat down slowly, pointed at Lu Wan in the distance and said: "Senior brother, save, save him."
As soon as he finished speaking, his world fell into darkness and he fainted.
Lin Qing walked closer and saw the wound across his cheek at a glance.
He frowned, leaned his head back, and said uncontrollably: "Oh my God, can I still find a wife?"
Lin Qing was quite happy to see an acquaintance, even though he was a half-dead acquaintance.
At the very least, it proves that there are still trial disciples alive in this area. Next, we have to find where the damn gathering place is.
Lin Qing tapped her fingers lightly, and two soft breaths lifted them up, and then they followed Lin Qing away quickly.
(End of this chapter)