After the cannon fodder was reborn, he got the devil

The jade box containing the elixirs is engraved with formations to seal the medicinal fragrance and aura of the elixirs. After the jade box is opened, the formations will be temporarily ineffective, and the rich aroma of prolonging life will gradually fill the small inner room.

Even a little fragrance of this level of elixir is enough to soothe the pain, and Xie Yun felt that the pain on his body was slightly relieved.

Xie Yun rested her fingers on her shoulders, and thoughtfully said: "The monks in the main hall are probably separated in pairs like us at this moment, and locked in this small room."

Ying Baiye was looking down at Xie Yun, and said casually after hearing the words: "I'm afraid I'm also facing the treasure with only one copy."

Xie Yun slowly rubbed the painful area with her fingertips, and the pain didn't worsen when she pressed down with her fingertips, and the clothing was also dry—if the wound had opened, the oozing blood would have soaked the clothes long ago.

"The owner of this tomb really wants to see people fight each other..."

When the two were talking, there were screams and fighting sounds from the wall.

Xie Yun leaned in front of a wall, and the sound of fighting really came through the wall, and he could only hear a little bit with his ears.

Ying Baiye leaned over and listened for a while, but the voice next door stopped soon.

Ying Baiye reported the battle situation: "Probably one died."

Xie Yun listened carefully for a while, with his fingers still resting on his shoulders: "The stone room next door seems to be open."

"Your wound is open?"

Ying Baiye gently pushed Xie Yun's fingers away, his fingers were so hot that Xie Yun shrank.

Xie Yun grabbed his hand, Ying Bai Ye was good and didn't learn as much as he was bad, and his hand and foot problems became more and more obvious: "No, it almost healed up yesterday, but it suddenly started to hurt, probably related to this room. .Do you not feel the old wounds on your body?"

Ying Baiye shook his head: "No. No matter how powerful the owner of the tomb is, it is impossible to trace all the pain. The time limit should be the injury suffered in this tomb."

Xie Yun: "Set up such a checkpoint in the main hall, and immediately catch up with this one in the follow-up. Does the owner of the tomb really want to see monks fighting each other?"

There is no door or window in the room, and you must meet certain conditions before you can leave, but I don’t know if this condition is the only one left.

"Looking at it from another angle," Ying Baiye confirmed that Xie Yun's old injury was not really a relapse, and then let go, "Maybe what the owner of the tomb wants is a monk who will not be moved by external objects?"

Xie Yun raised her eyebrows: "You think so? Most of the people who will enter the tomb are strangers who met by chance. Even if they fight for one or two treasures, so what? If it's a close friend who turns against each other, and a family member who is divorced, that's something to watch."

The corners of Ying Baiye's lips curled up: "Try it? If you win the bet, you will save two lives. If you bet wrong, you will die together. How about it?"

Xie Yun: "Remember to give me a backrest."

It is impossible for Xie Yun to turn against Ying Baiye for a pill, and Ying Baiye thinks the same as him.

Ying Baiye held Xie Yun's hand. Xie Yun's body temperature was low, and his fingertips were cold, as cold as his sword.

Ying Baiye was stunned for a moment, he quickly glanced at Xie Yun, Young Master Xie was puzzled: "What are you looking at?"

Ying Baiye: "...it's nothing."

Xie Yun really didn't think there was any problem with the contact between the two.

Close the jade box with both hands at the same time.

"Snapped"

The aroma of the elixir was immediately locked into the box.

The entire inner room was silent for a moment, the faint lights went out with a snort, the ground shook violently twice, and the two sank down with the ground. During the sinking process, the two people's vision was completely dark.

The pain in Xie Yun's body gradually disappeared, he pulled out the spring mountain, Ying Baiye stepped back sideways, facing away from Xie Yun.

The aura around them became more and more intense, to the point where they both felt pain in their meridians.A large spirit-gathering formation must have been laid here, which meant that they were approaching the center of the tomb.

The spiritual energy became thicker and purer as it went downwards, and even atomized into a misty white mist. These spiritual energy squeezed Xie Yun, and entered his lungs with his breathing, causing his skin, bones, and skin to be plunged into the pain of acupuncture.

These auras are different from the sword rain in the main hall. Although the "sword rain" in the main hall is also a high-concentration aura, it has been condensed into bundles. After being accepted by the monks, it is like being injected with a spiritual power. If the sword rain is atomized and permeates the entire space, It will also cause this kind of oppression.

The root of this pain is that Xie Yun's cultivation is not enough to adapt to such a concentration of spiritual energy.

Xie Yun lowered his head, blood oozing from his skin, he said via voice transmission: "I regret it."

There was no abnormality in Ying Baiye's voice: "What?"

Xie Yun smelled a faint smell of blood: "Since the owner of the tomb doesn't want us to do anything, why not take the elixir and discuss how to divide it after going out."

Ying Baiye wiped off the blood on the back of his hand: "... Huaiyu, let's discuss it, don't mention that Yannian."

Xie Yun didn't say a word, and suddenly felt the temperature behind him disappear, his pupils shrank, and he immediately turned around and grabbed behind him, and it really didn't work.

Ying Baiye is gone!

Xie Yun's feet were empty, and he used the wall as a buffer to stand firmly.He looked around, but couldn't find Ying Baiye.

This is a shining tomb, but it is not like a tomb at all. The carved beams and paintings are resplendent and magnificent, so grand that it is majestic, and extravagant to frivolous.

A phantom appeared in the middle of the tomb chamber. It was of extremely high stature. It was blurry to tell whether it was a man or a woman. The phantom was dressed in red and white. Stretch out a finger and point Xie Yun a little farther away.

hum-

Xie Yun couldn't see the sword energy, but could only feel the endless sword intent filling the tomb. The sword intent was extremely overbearing, and it really had the majestic madness that made the morning and evening chaotic, and the sun and the moon turned upside down.

The sword intent was so strong that it drove the atomized aura to the edge of the tomb.

It's just sword intent.

Xie Yun practiced swords when he was young, and he heard that there are sword immortals in the realm of comprehension. Sword immortals do not hold swords, and everything in the world is a sword.But at this moment, this kind of sword intent surrounded Xie Yun.

Although Xie Yun is a sword cultivator and takes the sword as his way, when fighting with people, he never uses the sword intent as the main body to hurt others. No matter how powerful the sword intent is, it is still the auxiliary of spiritual power. as a means of attack.

Xie Yun was crushed to the ground on one knee, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, all the bones in his body creaked under the pressure of the sword.

Chun Shan wailed continuously—the tiny cracks spread outward from the most vulnerable part of the sword body, and it actually started to crack!

Chun Shan turned into a spirit sword, and was more likely to be affected by the sword intent than Xie Yun, and the overwhelming sword intent almost broke it.

Xie Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, and wiped it on Chun Shandao, a ray of dark red penetrated into Chun Shandao, the crack in Chun Shandao healed for a moment, and cracked again the next moment.

Xie Yun has never seen such a move before, no, it can't be said to be a move, the opponent didn't make a move at all, and didn't even use the coercion of a high-level monk, just radiating sword intent at will.

Then use your sword intent to fight back!

Xie Yun has been cultivating on Cumulus Mountain all year round, has seen the sky collapse under an avalanche, and once stood on the ice field to comprehend the vitality of flowers breaking through the ice.

He has seen the warmest life in the coldest place.The so-called survival from a desperate situation, this sword will never lose to anyone!

Xie Yun held Chun Shandao with his bleeding hand, he lowered his head against the sword, his lips were stained with blood, his voice was hoarse from the pressure of the sword, and he could still laugh, he said: "Don't be afraid."

"I am you, if you are broken here today, I will be buried with you,"

The sound of Chun Shan's falling sword.

Xie Yun's blood flowed down the hilt of the sword, and the sword intent flowed on Chun Shan's body. With a crisp click sound, the sword intent condensed into ice, but the spring color inside the sword flowed smoothly.

A glacier that has not melted for 10 years, life flows under the cold ice.

At this moment, Xie Yun is that glacier.

Xie Yun got up with the sword intent, and swung the first sword!

There is a dead end in this world, and we have to make way for this sword!

The sword intent condensed into substance, Hanchuan began to condense from the tip of Xie Yun's sword, and with the momentum of freezing everything, followed the sword intent and rushed towards the phantom amidst the sound of freezing!

The cold glacier runs across the entire tomb.

Xu Ying's sword intent stagnated slightly, and Xie Yun felt no pain anywhere, but his consciousness was never clearer than before. His eyes were as bright as stars, and he stepped on the glacier and slashed towards Xu Ying—ask Mingyue!

Xie Yun's sword wind chopped off half of Xuying's sleeve,

Xu Ying was a little surprised, raised his hand to look at his sleeves, then seemed to smile, then swept his sleeves, and swung out his Gang Feng Sword Intent.

The glacier melted in an instant, and the cold current protected Xie Yun, washing away most of the wind. However, the wind was so strong that the aftermath still broke through the cold current and smashed Xie Yun with his sword against the wall of the tomb.

click-

Chunshan was broken into six pieces.

Although Xie Yun used his physical body to protect Chun Shandao at the last moment, but the sword intent was too damaging to the spirit sword, Chun Shandao was still shattered until the last moment.

The natal spirit sword shattered, and Xie Yun's Yuanying's body was severely injured at the same time. Under the severe pain, Xie Yun temporarily lost hearing and vision, and the world was dark and silent.

For sword cultivators, the natal spirit sword is the same existence as the half body.

I don't know how many bones were broken, maybe the internal organs were punctured, and I always felt that my body was bleeding.

Xie Yun tilted her head.

He leaned against the wall, he couldn't see or hear anyway, blood was oozing all over his body, and there was no sense in his body to support him to continue fighting, so he simply ignored it.

Xie Yun fumbled to pick up a piece of debris, and the sharp blade cut Xie Yun's finger.

Xie Yun fondled the blade of the sword lovingly.

It's a pity that Chunshan Dao was broken first. Although he said that he was not buried with him, Xie Yun really didn't break his sword. A treasure like Chun Shandao is hard to come by. Instead of breaking it in his hands, it's better to find it again. A predestined person.

And Ying Baiye... He is dying here, and Ying Baiye might not be much better.

Xie Yun was in a daze, and felt someone gently brushing the top of her hair, the fragments in her hand suddenly disappeared, and the sound of splashes sounded in her ears, as if something had been thrown into the water.

Xie Yun felt that he was sinking continuously, and the pain was gradually going away. Someone whispered in his ear, the voice was lazy, with a hint of teasing: "The unlucky boy is too serious."

Xie Yun struggled to wake up for a moment: "You are the unlucky child."

Phantom: "..."

She has lived for hundreds of years, but she has never seen this kind of sword repair.

Xu Ying patted the top of Xie Yun's hair: After taking this apprentice, I think we can quarrel with her every day, it must be very lively.

The owner of the tomb waited for decades for a satisfied disciple, the tomb began to sink, and the world turned upside down again.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Young Master Xie: Happy to die, almost to death

Boss: I got caught for teasing the cat too much.

I have been decadent for several days, and I have been thinking whether I am not suitable for writing, but when I think about it, I am actually writing a story that I want to write, as long as everyone likes it.

I still haven't made up the number of words today, scratching my head, let's send red envelopes to everyone to make up for it.