So What If You've Been Reborn?

"Ow!"

In the stormy sea waves, under the hazy sky, a Yuan Lingjiao with blue scales rushed straight out of the sea.

Trembling with pain, the tail created a huge vortex.

The long arrow wrapped in the true essence was still exploding continuously, tossing Yuanling Jiao's mouth until it was bloody.

——The scales of the monster beast are hard, but the inside is not.

It's just that Yuan Lingjiao's vitality is strong, and Chen He's arrow can only achieve such power.

The arrow wasn't strong enough, and Chen He wasn't strong enough to penetrate the skull of the Yuan Lingjiao and kill it on the spot.

Yuan Lingjiao had severe pain in its mouth, and was furious. It plunged into the water, trying to find the culprit for its injury.

Unexpectedly, it was so painful just now that Chen He had seen its second weak spot, the area under the abdomen near the tail, which was originally covered by several scales for protection, and the scales could be half-opened, exposing the fleshy mass underneath. shaped object.

This is the weakness of all monsters, even monks, no matter how strong their skills are, they can't get there.

The second arrow also pierced through the sea waves. At a very close distance, it grazed the stretched scales and was inserted accurately into the gap.

"Ow—"

With a sound that sounded like a miserable howl, Yuan Lingjiao's long body twisted and fell heavily to the bottom of the sea.

If it weren't for the arrow at the back, the time to accumulate true energy was short, and its power would be far less than that of the previous one. At this time, the lump of meat in Yuan Lingjiao's lower abdomen would be completely smashed to pieces.

Liang Yange's ship, which was almost deformed by the collision, also took advantage of the situation and with the concerted efforts of all the monks, it escaped from the waves, barely surfaced, and was blown to one side by the strong wind.

Only the people around Chen He saw what he did.

Dumbfounded and unable to speak, they almost lost their minds and fell off the boat.

Chen Ho was not at all uncomfortable. When life and death were at stake, how could he care about whether the means were good-looking or not?After 40 years of fighting on the mountain wall, there is no way to retreat. The most important thing Ji Changge taught Chen He is timing.

——Those who learn to use bows and arrows must know how to look for opportunities.

Once it appears, you have to make a decision without hesitation!Because the time is fleeting.

Ji Changge is such a person, resolute and unrestrained, he soberly chose to return to his homeland in the melee of the ancient desolation, and in the predicament where his soul repeatedly reappeared after death, he finally soberly chose the ending of his soul being wiped out for himself .

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Ji Changge's life was miserable.

However, Ji Changge holds a grudge against the Shangxian who destroyed the ancient wasteland, but he will not regret the path he has taken or his decision.

Arrow out without regret.

What we want is the result, as for the means... who made this "opportunity" so unlucky!

Chen He moved his tingling wrist, he knew that the time left for this boat to escape was not long, Yuan Lingjiao would come after him again soon after enduring the severe pain.

The furious monster flood dragon might swallow the whole ship, even scratching the pieces of wood to pieces before giving up.

"Go to the sea!" A voice shouted angrily.

Several stunned monks raised their heads and saw the two Nascent Soul monks in charge pointing to the sea and giving orders.

Many monks who didn't know the truth and didn't see what happened hesitated for a moment. After all, the people who fell into the sea before became Yuan Lingjiao's snacks.

"This evil beast is injured, we must pursue it before it slows down!" the high-ranking monk of the Nascent Soul jumped into the sea first after speaking.

He was absolutely right.

Chen Ho also has this plan. He doesn't want to take risks for anyone, but if he doesn't work hard, everyone here will not survive.

A few Golden Core stage monks jumped into the sea one after another, while the others stayed on the boat, barely keeping the boat from sinking.

The water was cold and dark.

Several whirlpools made everyone dizzy.

"There." Nascent Soul cultivator transmitted voice.

Yuan Lingjiao twisted and limp on a reef on the seabed, hissing and howling, the sound waves shook the fish schools and turned their bellies, and several monks who were almost cultivated were churning with anger and blood.

Strands of bright red blood emerged from Yuan Lingjiao's mouth and body.

Although it was quickly dispersed in a large amount of sea water, the monster beast was extremely bloody and full of aura, and everyone could easily distinguish it.

Swimming a little closer, the monks' chests were suffocated under the pressure of sea water, and their bodies twitched slightly, relying on a mouthful of true energy to circulate endlessly.

"Everyone be careful!"

The head of the Liang Yang Pavilion in the Nascent Soul stage picked up the magic weapon and aimed at the Yuan Lingjiao with a ruthless blow.

The Yuan Lingjiao seemed to have sensed it, roaring and moving its head away, but unfortunately it didn't realize that at the same time as the smashed magic weapon, there were hundreds of gold needles made of cartilage drawn from the body of the monster turtle sea whale, and they were about to Silently falling with the vortex.

The monsters are extremely sensitive to the sharp gold objects refined by the monks, but not so sensitive to the objects made of these bones.

The attacks of other monks also arrived. Although it was a little messy, everyone had the same ambition and all aimed at the wound on Yuan Lingjiao's lower abdomen.

No matter how curious I am, who made the wound, and at this point, what taboo is there?

Monster beasts and monks, either you die or I die.

Only Chen He didn't make a move. He repeatedly stroked the bow in his hand. The real essence made the bow tremble slightly. Chen He suddenly turned his head and floated towards the sea.

Others thought he ran away and were very angry.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Lingjiao's whole body trembled, and the original posture of shrinking into a circle, covering the wound and no longer being injured, also changed. The eyeballs shining in the sea were stained with bloodshot eyes, turning into a frightening bright red light.

Yuan Lingjiao flicked his tail fiercely, and chased Chen Ho angrily.

Halfway through, the cartilage needles pierced into the gaps in the scales all over Yaojiao's body.

This time the injury was not deep, but it completely enraged the Yuan Lingjiao. It churned endlessly in the sea, spit out the real water of the four seas, and washed the monks to pieces.

The Nascent Soul cultivator fought with Yuanling Jiao for a few tricks under pressure, and was almost bitten, so he had to retreat in embarrassment.

——In the sea, it is too difficult to defeat this monster.

Especially right now there is no one whose strength is one level higher than Yuan Lingjiao.

Yuan Lingjiao's eyes were red with pain, and he didn't bother to catch those flies. It felt that the despicable assailant was desperately trying to escape!Of course it will catch up and tear that guy to pieces!

Chen Ho turned his head and saw the huge and ferocious head in the sea, coming towards him from bottom to top.

Beixuan Kungfu, a hundred orifices open up the mystery.

Even under such a chaotic battle, he could still absorb the violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth, especially at this time when Chen Ho gave up channeling and soothing the spiritual energy that entered the meridians, the speed was unbelievably fast.

In a blink of an eye they were approaching the surface of the sea.

Without avoiding or retreating, Chen Ho rushed towards Yuan Lingjiao's bloody mouth.

The bow body shining with cyan light was instantly stuck between the teeth of the Yuanling Jiao, and Chen He also rolled down along the corner of the mouth of the Yao Jiao at the critical moment, a ray of pure flame attached to Chen He's body.

The heat made Yuan Lingjiao tremble, and roared instinctively, and Chen Ho was rushed away by the air current and water column.

Yuan Lingjiao sprang up furiously, gritted his teeth hard, trying to crush the bow stuck between his teeth, originally the tip of his tongue could lick the damned thing out, but his tongue was hurt even more.

At the moment when its upper and lower teeth collided fiercely, a blue light suddenly appeared on the bow.

A loud bang came out!

Yuan Lingjiao was stunned, not knowing where the sound came from, it seemed to come from his own mouth, but——

Its thoughts stopped suddenly, because a thunderbolt from the sky struck its head fiercely.

The people on the boat struggling to leave this sea area in the distance: ...

Going into the sea to fight against flood dragons, because they lost to the monks who were in a panic, they just surfaced. Facing the scene in front of them, they also opened their eyes wide in surprise, with a dazed look on their faces:...

Only Chen He absorbs the spiritual energy, and at the same time frantically stimulates the true energy, using formulas to control the bow to tremble continuously.

A bright light suddenly appeared.

Another thunderbolt slammed down, and the scales and skin of the Yuan Lingjiao, no matter how strong they were, could not withstand such an attack.

It roared miserably, but every time it opened and closed its mouth, it bent the bow and struck its teeth, and the thunder came down one after another, always aiming at Yuan Lingjiao's head.

After the six thunderbolts passed, Chen He's true energy failed to continue, and his meridians could no longer support him, so he revoked the Judgment.

Yuan Lingjiao's half body was scorched black, twitched and fell into the sea, bobbing and sinking in the turbulent wind and waves, completely lacking the fierceness and arrogance just now.

Chen Ho swam slowly, he was very tired, and was swept in other directions by the waves several times.

In the end, it wasn't him who swam to the side of Yuan Lingjiao, but Liang Yange's boat came back crookedly. Dozens of people worked together to push the Yaojiao to Chen He's side along the waves.

Chen He climbed onto Yuan Lingjiao's head and pulled out the bow.

Yuan Lingjiao had only one breath left, and was half dead.

Chen He simply sat on its forehead and adjusted his breath slightly.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the wrecked ship that was always sailing beside him with difficulty.

——Actually, if the ship took the opportunity to escape or took the bow away, Chen He wouldn't be surprised.

He seemed to be exhausted, but in fact he still had Shi Zhonghuo as his trump card. If the people on board turned their faces, Chen He would not be afraid.

Chen He's bow is not something that others can touch casually. Just look at the Yuan Lingjiao in the end. The storm is raging in this sea area, there are many thunderclouds in the sky, and lightning bolts tore apart the sky.

As a result, the people on the boat did nothing but looked at him with complicated eyes.

That gaze was full of curiosity, surprise, and awe.

"This fellow daoist." The nascent soul junior monk who was in charge on the boat was so polite that he put aside the difference in realm, and said to Chen He, "We are about to cross this stormy sea, fellow daoist, let's get on the boat and take a rest Madam Liang told us to send fellow Taoists to the boat on the coast of Yazhou on the next island."

Chen He boarded the boat without saying a word.

"Xiaozhen once said that fellow daoists are extraordinary, and asked me to take care of them all the way. Now it seems that I am worrying too much." This person is Senior Brother Tong Xiaozhen. , bowed his hands to Chen He, "Tong Xiaozhen said earlier that he offended fellow Taoist, and I will apologize on his behalf. If there is a chance in the future, let him come to the door to apologize."

Chen He glanced at him, nodded indifferently, and stepped down the cabin.

Only a group of people on the deck were still in shock, and their minds were in chaos.

"Hey, my cartilage needles were knocked out by lightning!" the Nascent Soul cultivator who was the first to go into the sea sighed regretfully.

"Senior—what is the bow of that fellow Taoist?" Someone asked in a loud voice.

The scene of Yuan Lingjiao struggling in Lei Guangli was clearly seen by everyone.

"It is said that before the ancient desolate continent was broken, there was a beast named Kui in Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea. It roared like thunder and could startle the wind and rain in all directions. When it entered and exited the water, it would stir up a storm and emit a dazzling light. It is also called Thunder Beast."

The Nascent Soul cultivator who lost the magic weapon stroked his beard and sighed, "This man's bow is probably made of Kui horn or bone, and there is even Kui's remnant soul in it. As we all know, the only way to subdue a fierce beast is to defeat it It! I don’t know where this little friend got such a good opportunity!”