The Mortal Immortal

Shu Han carried Meng Shuran on his back, and the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword was deeply inserted horizontally into the cliff of the Tianluo Abyss, holding the hilt of the sword and hanging on the stone wall. Although he was in a mess at this time, his magic power was completely lost, and various injuries intertwined together, making him extremely weak.

However, Shu Han still felt that a heavy burden had been lifted off.

He killed Shi Hongzhen, who recognized his identity, and solved the big worry in his heart.

Meng Shuran's nervous mood also eased, and her tense body hung limply on Shu Han.

At this time, she saw this person clearly.

After spending more than two months with Shu Han, she always felt that this person was a pure and ascetic monk with gentle behavior. Although he was strong, he didn't seem to have experienced any big storms. But now Meng Shuran finally saw his other side.

He was calm in the face of danger, had a tough mind, was not only resourceful, but also decisive.

He killed a Jindan monk in the foundation-building period with wisdom and strength. This feat was unheard of by her.

At this moment, she felt a little relieved in her heart, fortunately he was on her side. If this person stood on the opposite side, Meng Shuran would be terrified just thinking about it.

Shu Han hung on the cliff to rest for a while, and whispered: "Are you okay?"

Although Meng Shuran was seriously injured, Shu Han's wine was very effective. Just a sip, the warm medicine has been healing her injuries.

She nodded and said, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me, or find a way to go up quickly."

Shu Han nodded, took back the Yang Lei Jin Suo that tightly bound Meng Shuran and the Tianyu Baifeng Armor that was transferred to her.

Meng Shuran's performance just now made him nod. She didn't seem to be the kind of flower that was spoiled in a greenhouse. She had experienced many ups and downs, otherwise she wouldn't be so keen to catch the opportunity to attack.

Her charm caught Shi Hongzhen off guard and slowed his reaction. Otherwise, Shu Han might not be able to take down Shi Hongzhen so easily.

The Yang Lei Golden Rope was retracted, and Meng Shuran cried out in pain. The tightly contracted golden rope left bruises on her body. However, she did not blame Shu Han for his rough method. After all, the situation was critical at the time, and she was unconscious, so it was understandable that he tied her too heavily.

Without the golden rope, Meng Shuran was a little weak, hanging on Shu Han's back and slowly falling.

Shu Han quickly reached out to support her and said, "Hold on for a while, I'll take you up right away."

Feeling Shu Han's warm palm holding her hips, Meng Shuran's heartbeat was a little faster. She gathered her strength and hung tightly on Shu Han's back, nodding gently.

Shu Han looked up at the top of the cliff, which was about 1,500 feet away from him.

For a monk who had lost his magic power, it might be a little out of reach.

But for Shu Han, 1,500 feet was no problem at all.

Shu Han dug a groove on the hard cliff with his bare hands, pulled out the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword inserted into the cliff, and stepped on the groove with his right foot to exert force. With a loud bang, the stone wall at the groove was cracked by his step, and he took Meng Shuran and jumped up, flying directly to the cliff wall above fifty feet.

Shu Han was a little dissatisfied with this height.

According to his peak state, he could easily jump up to two hundred feet, not to mention fifty feet.

Shu Han thought that if the black pattern wanted to exert its true power, it would have to be infused with magic power.

The Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword was inserted into the cliff wall again, and Shu Han did the same, jumping up fifty feet by fifty feet.

He felt like walking on flat ground, but Meng Shuran behind him suffered.

Without magic power, she was really just a weak woman. A weak woman was like duckweed under Shu Han's explosive power, and she was almost shaken down by Shu Han's powerful explosive power several times.

She was too embarrassed to ask Shu Han to hug her from the front, and didn't want to add more burden to him, so she had to wrap her legs and arms around Shu Han's strong body.

As Shu Han got closer and closer to the edge of the cliff, he could see that in the distant sky, the fire and lightning were still intertwined in the dark clouds. This means that their fight is not over yet.

Fighting until now means that neither side can do anything to the other. It is meaningless to continue fighting like this, and it will only increase the internal friction of both sides.

Shu Han thought that this was not in line with Song Jinglun's personality. In his impression, Song Jinglun was the kind of person who would not fight a battle without confidence.

He did not think about it any more and continued to climb the cliff.

Suddenly, a melodious sound of piano came from far away.

As soon as the sound of the piano entered his ears, it could not be shaken off immediately, and it resounded in Shu Han's soul. The sound was small, but such a small sound of the piano was like a huge bell in Shu Han's mind, shaking his consciousness upside down and blurring his consciousness.

So familiar! What is this...

Suddenly, Shu Han felt a chill on his back.

The life-demanding devil sound!

He turned his head suddenly and felt the warmth behind him disappear. Meng Shuran had fallen from his back. Shu Han hurriedly threw out the Yang Lei Jin Suo to tie her waist. He looked at Meng Shuran's face, and his expression was already trance.

The next moment, Shu Han was not much better. He felt dizzy and the world in front of him was spinning.

His head seemed to be poured into a bucket of lead water, and he wanted to fall down.

Golden Light Mantra! Quickly recite the Golden Light Mantra!

"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi. Cultivate for billions of kalpas..."

But the Golden Light Mantra had no effect at all. Shu Han gradually lost control of his body and fell straight down the cliff holding the Eight Directions Breaking Evil Sword.

"Oh no! Without magic power, the Golden Light Mantra is ineffective..."

Under the faint life-demanding magic sound, Shu Han's soul was in turmoil and he almost fainted.

This subtle magic sound was thousands of times more terrifying than the ghost without ghosts back then.

However, he bit his lips tightly, using the severe pain to keep the last bit of consciousness.

Although his consciousness was hazy and his body was out of control, Shu Han knew very well that he was falling into the abyss.

The distance was close to two thousand feet. If he fainted in the fall, he would really die.

The last bit of consciousness brought by the severe pain vaguely told Shu Han to stay calm, and he must not faint. He must find a way to save himself! He couldn't fall to death like this!

Gradually, Shu Han fell more than two thousand feet into the abyss, and there was only one thousand feet left before he hit the bottom.

At this time, the endless darkness in the abyss surged over, the sunlight from the top of the cliff became weaker and weaker, and the weak water vapor became stronger and stronger. However, the fatal demonic sound became weaker and weaker, and Shu Han gradually began to recover some of his consciousness and could feel the high-speed airflow on his face.

He knew that he was about to hit the bottom, and he had to slow down before hitting the bottom to survive.

At this time, there were no cliffs on both sides, and there was no place for him to use the force to slow down.

Shu Han found that Yang Lei Jin Suo was still holding his hand, so he quickly pulled hard, and Meng Shuran's delicate body emerged from the darkness below in front of him. He stretched out his hand to embrace her body, black lines appeared on his arm, and all the energy in his body flowed to his right hand.

"Hah!"

Suddenly, a small amount of heavenly fire burst out from his fist.

The strong reaction force dragged Shu Han down.