Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

Shame on me!

"Amitabha, there was a Buddha who cut his flesh to feed the eagles in ancient times. I want to protect myself today, so what if I cut off my arm..." Monk Zhenjian couldn't help but lower his head.

As he recited the Buddha's name, his eyes shone with shame.

"There is something strange in this Immortal Medicine Academy, let's get together and don't disperse." Wang Hao warned.

With flickering eyes, he stared at the painfully struggling Jin Peng in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "There are still [-] breaths of darkness to come again... Before that, let me try to see if I can get rid of the black energy on Xiao Jin's body."

Flipping his palm, a ball of dazzling golden flames floated in his palm.

Push lightly.

Jin Yan landed on Jin Peng's body, wrapping his fist-sized body completely.

"Zi La~Zi La~"

The sound of crackling and cracking sounded in the flames, and the black air was entangled in his wound like a gangrene.

The True Phoenix Divine Flame, which burns everything, is helpless in the face of the mysterious black energy.

There are even signs of backlash against the divine flames...

It cannot be burned, nor can it be cleared. It can only temporarily suppress the spread and expansion of black air.

His expression froze, and he said in shock: "What is this black air, even if it is contaminated with a trace, it can't be refined by divine flames..."

"Ah, so comfortable~ what a warm feeling!" Jin Peng raving.

Bathed in the divine flame, gradually fell into a deep sleep.

"What should we do next?" Ziyang asked.

After experiencing a terrible darkness, he realized the horror here.

Dangerous!Big crisis!
"There is a large formation guarding here, and the escape route behind has disappeared. If you want to go out, you have to find Mei Laodao and the others first..." Wang Hao pondered.

Fifteen breaths of time have passed, and there are still five breaths left before the next darkness falls.

Race against time!

Looking at the Wannian Vermilion Fruit right in front of him, murderous aura surged in the palm of his hand, and he simply and rudely stretched out his arm, relying on the physical strength of the Transcending Tribulation Realm, directly ignoring the attack of the guardian's restriction.

Grasp the fiery red fruit.

With a sound of 'crash', the fruit tree shook violently, leaves fell, and a vermilion fruit the size of a longan was yanked off by brute force.

The divine lightning strike on his arm made him feel a strong burning pain, but it was still within the tolerance range.

He grinned and said, "It's all here, if you don't bring something, you can't justify it!"

"It's time!" Monk Zhenjian counted the time.

The words fall.

Darkness came as expected.

The black air filled the air, forming billowing mist that enveloped the entire world.

Even with the illumination of the True Phoenix Divine Flame, it could not penetrate even a single trace of the black mist.

"What!" Wang Hao was startled.

There was a greasy and smelly disgusting feeling in the palm of his hand. When he looked down, the crystal clear vermilion fruit turned into a bloody eyeball.

He was so scared that he almost threw his eyeballs out, but after thinking about it, he retracted the idea again.

Suddenly I had a bold idea in my heart!

"Could it be that the corpses of these monsters are the fairy plants in the fairy medicine courtyard?"

Using the body of gods and demons as nourishment, what kind of a big deal is this? !

Who is it that conducts these insane experiments here...

Is this the Immortal Medicine Academy, or the mass burial mound of gods and demons?

What is the existence of those black mist full of ominous, decayed and evil atmosphere?
More and more doubts linger in my heart, which have not dissipated for a long time.

The monsters besieged again, this time the number was several times higher than the first time.

The range of light shrank rapidly, from a distance of three meters to one and a half meters.

look around.

Not surprisingly.

Ziyang and Monk Zhenjian, who gathered around him, disappeared again.

Only Little Jinpeng, bound in the flames of the True Phoenix, was still quietly lying in the flames without any change.

"Ziyang! Master Zhenjian!"

He yelled several times into the darkness around him, but there was no response.

Instead, it attracted the attention of nearby monsters.

Shashasha~
They kept gathering towards this side, like a black cloud overwhelming the top, and a sense of oppression came over them.

"As long as you persist for thirty breaths, the sky will dawn!" Wang Hao secretly cheered himself up.

The ultimate murderous aura surged in his body, and he slashed at the surrounding dead bodies with his sword.

The sharp sword energy was stronger than expected, and it was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, cutting down those monsters that stood alone from the light one by one.

hum!
The sky is bright again.

The surrounding monsters disappeared, leaving only a fairy plant with broken branches all over the place.

This time.

Monk Zhenjian broke another right leg, and the golden rooster stood alone three steps away from him.

very close!

Ziyang was also injured, there was a hideous wound on his chest, dripping with blood, leaving some black air, but there was no sign of further erosion.

"Master, are you okay!" Wang Hao asked with concern.

With an arm broken and a leg missing, the pain on everyone's face became more and more intense.

"I can last a while!" Monk Zhenjian said bitterly.

He turned to look at the little Taoist priest.

He noticed the abnormality of his wound at a glance, and said in surprise: "Ziyang, your wound..."

"The black energy seems to be unable to corrode your body!" Wang Hao said pleasantly.

This discovery can be called a breakthrough discovery!

To further explain, this weird black air is not an unsolvable existence.

"What's going on here?" Monk Zhenjian asked.

Eyes straightened and emotionally charged, the discovery overwhelmed him
People are more popular than dead people.

"The poor don't know..." Ziyang said.

Touching the hideous wound on his chest, a confused expression appeared on his face.

ponder for a moment.

Guessed: "Maybe it's because Pindao ate an elixir?"

This statement came out.

Monk Zhenjian was silent.

Opportunities are different from person to person...they are all determined by cause and effect.

"If this is the case, only Ziyang and I can resist the erosion of black air." Wang Hao mused.

He looked solemn.

Looking at the broken branches and fallen leaves all over the place in front of him, he spoke out what he had seen in the dark.

"Using the corpses of gods and demons as nourishment to nourish these fairy plants?" Ziyang gasped.

I was very shocked by this conjecture.

incredible!

"There is no elixir of immortality in this world, it's just the condensed essence of powerful gods and demons after death!" Wang Hao said seriously.

The words are not amazing and die endlessly!
Touching the hilt of the sword at his waist, he analyzed: "It should be that the Sword Immortal Puppet blew himself up, touched all the restrictions in the Immortal Medicine Academy, caused space-time chaos, reversed yin and yang, and some weird scenes appeared..."

"But how to explain these strange black air?" Monk Zhenjian asked.

"The origin of this black air is too mysterious, and I can't figure out the reason." Wang Hao shook his head.

"Brother Wang, according to what you said, as long as we stay away from these vegetation and fruit trees before the darkness falls, we should be safer." Ziyang said.

I looked around, looking for a place without grass and trees, but there was no open place.

Only a long path leading to the depths of the fairy courtyard is clean and uninfected by vegetation.

"In theory!" Wang Hao nodded.