What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

"Different magic pupils have different properties!"

Song Shi took one more look, was overwhelmed by the attack, and died calmly.

"died?"

Liu Husheng was startled and looked at Song Shi who was divided into two halves. He thought of what Song Shi said.

Can it still be penetrated like this?

Qian Yunlin glanced at An You: "Kill this bitch!"

The other Demon Race turned their heads and stared at An Yu fiercely.

"I'll kill her!"

The troll turned around and grinned ferociously before taking a step forward.

laugh!

A huge head suddenly fell to the ground, and the sharp sword energy slanted past his bloody broken neck, cutting three Demon Races several feet away into two halves at the same time.

Song Shi, emitting golden light, appeared behind the troll, with flames rolling all over his body and sword aura, just like the god of this extraordinary land.

"It feels so refreshing to have magic power."

Song Shi fully felt the mana flowing in her body. Perhaps her physical body had improved too much during this period, and the space where the mana was twisting became much emptyer.

If this space can be filled, his cultivation level will increase dramatically.

Qian Yunlin's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect Song Shi to be so fierce, and the laser in his eyes shot over without hesitation.

Song Shi curled his lips, and a circle of protective holy light emerged. He easily blocked the laser and threw out a huge fireball.

Boom!

The fireball exploded, the Demon Race in the center was directly melted, and the surrounding Demon Race was blown away.

Song Shi condensed a bone sword with both hands, and the sharp sword energy was released from the sword. It accelerated with a whoosh, and shuttled through it with the sharp sword energy.

Tsk tsk tsk!

He wielded the sword with both hands, and wherever he went, heads were cut off one after another, as easily as cutting a melon.

This is not that Song Shi's sword energy has become stronger, but that his physical strength is stronger than before. With the blessing of the bone sword and the blessing of the sun spirit fire, these Demon Race cannot be stopped at all.

Even the Bone Clan can't stop it at all in front of the bone sword that contains terrifying heat and powerful power.

Puff puff!

Screams and blood rose to the sky at the same time. Demon Race fell down one by one like mowing grass, and seven or eight of them died in the blink of an eye.

"Fuck, stop it!"

The gibbon-like Demon Race jumped over, trying to restrain Song Shi, trapping him and killing him just like before.

However, Song Shi with magic power and Song Shi without magic power are completely different.

With all his energy and energy, Song Shi's combat power can explode tenfold. It can be said that now Song Shi can crush himself without any magic power.

Before he could catch Song Shi, one of his arms was cut off, causing him to scream in pain. When he tried to retreat, it was too late and he was drowned by the sword light and died on the spot.

Seeing this, Qian Yunlin quickly distanced himself, and his eyes burst into dazzling light. The upper two were scorching lasers, and the lower two were two sharp rays of light, intersecting with the body-protecting holy light that cut Song Shi.

"You can still attack from a distance without any magic power. Your pupil power is quite useful."

Song Shi looked at Qian Yunlin, who could launch powerful attacks with just his eyes, and was quite envious of this Divine Ability.

If you don't consider how long the opponent's eyes are, this attack is really cool.

After all, you really can kill with your gaze.

"Come on, if you don't kill him, even if you leave today, this place will become a demon-slaying place. From now on, new members of my tribe will face their endless pursuit."

Qian Yunlin said in a deep voice, arousing the emotions of all the members, from being shocked by Song Shi's explosion to sharing the same hatred.

"Kill, no matter how powerful he is, there is only one!"

A group of Demon Races gathered around and attacked Song Shi fiercely.

Song Shi stood a little on the ground, bounced up lightly, avoided a circle of attacks through height, deliberately stayed in mid-air, ignored the consumption of mana, and grinned.

"You can't fly, so you can't hit me. Are you angry?"

Most Demon Race could only watch Song Shi condescendingly hold them down, but they really couldn't beat them.

Several winged demons flew up to attack in anger, but Song Shi casually waved his sword energy, causing them to fall apart.

The Demon Race on the ground was so angry that they all picked up and beat Song Shi.

Song Shi dodged with a smile, condensed a fireball and threw it down to disrupt the formation, and then rushed to kill him.

Just like chopping vegetables and chopping melons, another seven or eight Demon Races were bloody.

The demons were furious, but they had no choice but to attack Song Shi. They had no mana to use. Even if they could attack Song Shi in close combat, their number would be limited. A dozen attacks could not directly break through Song Shi's defense.

Fortunately, the rules of the Jueling Land are still there. The more demons Song Shi kills, the faster his mana is consumed. Soon, the light of his mana dims and he has to fall from the sky.

"He has run out of mana!"

The eyes of the demons suddenly turned red. They were hanging on us just now, right? Now they can't fly. If they don't take revenge, they will be sorry for themselves.

Hoho!

A group of demons rushed over like crazy, venting their anger and attacking Song Shi crazily.

Without magic power, Song Shi's combat effectiveness declined and he was killed again soon.

Demon Race still didn't stop, firing at his corpse.

"Asshole, I'm making you arrogant!"

"I'll crush you to pieces and use your skull as a urinal!"

"Chop it into minced meat and then wait."

A group of Demon Races cursed each other, and those who didn't know it thought they had a deep hatred. However, it was Song Shi who was so mean, which made them murderous.

When they were about to kill Song Shi's body, the broken body instantly turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

This scene had happened just now, and the demons looked stern and alert.

Unfortunately, the alert was of no use. Demon Race next to Song Shi's resurrection point was killed with one blow. Song Shi's mana was fully restored and he started killing.

"All mana is restored again!"

Qian Yunlin was afraid when he saw Song Shi charging unstoppably among the demons.

If you include what happened to Jin Xiang and those guys, the other party has used similar methods many times, right?

What life-saving means can be used so recklessly?

Is it possible that this person can be reborn here endlessly and have abundant mana?

If so, how about a spanking?

"For the last time, if he comes back to life again, I will definitely leave!"

He set a bottom line for himself and continued to attack Song Shi with his eyes.

Song Shi, who was killing demons, frowned and turned to look over: "Your bloodline power is a bit annoying, please be quiet."

Seeing Song Shi turning into a sword light and killing across the sky, Qian Yunlin hurriedly retreated to the location where there were more Demon Races. Obviously, he also understood that Fellow Daoist would not die without death.

Before he could run very far, his body suddenly tightened, and an unknown rope was wrapped around him. The light of the sword continued to magnify in his eyes.

The screams in his ears made his pupils shrink and he shouted: "Open!"

The next second, the flesh and blood on his face squirmed, and pairs of eyes appeared strangely. Just looking at it made people want to vomit.

These eyes showed different colors. After shooting at Song Shi, they quickly combined and turned into a five-pointed star, containing more powerful power.

boom!

Song Shi slashed at it with his sword, but it didn't break open immediately. He couldn't help but look at it in surprise and found that this thing looked like a formation. If it were outside, the power of this thing would probably not be simple.

But without the blessing of other powers, that's all.

He exerted slight force, and the five-star magic array immediately split open.

Click!

The defense was shattered and the bone sword fell.

Qian Yunlin's body suddenly erupted in a circle of brilliant light, and a surging magic power surged from the opponent's chest, forming a colorful barrier.

This color is quite weird. It is actually made up of strange and colorful eyes. They are so densely packed that it makes people get goosebumps.

The strange barrier blocked Song Shi's bone sword, but Qian Yunlin was still trapped by the immortal rope and could not break free.

"If you have the means to save your life, your identity shouldn't be simple."

Song Shi teased, the sword in his hand turned into an afterimage and attacked crazily.

"You can't move. How long can this life-saving method last?"

Song Shi teased, the sword shadow continued,

"Stop him quickly!"

Qian Yunlin screamed in fear. He was still unable to move and could no longer maintain his composure. Not everyone could face death calmly.

Boom!

Demon Race, who was trying to stop him, was blown away by a volcanic eruption as soon as he approached.

The bone sword in Song Shi's hand continued to attack a point, and the power of the strange barrier itself was being swallowed up by the rules of the Jue Ling Land, and it quickly became damaged.

"Kill him quickly!"

Qian Yunlin screamed, and the surrounding Demon Race gritted his teeth and came back, attacking Song Shi ferociously, and hacked Song Shi to death with their numerical advantage.

Song Shi's defense was still stronger, cutting down a group of Demon Race until they were out of breath.

They wanted to remove the immortal rope from Qian Yunlin's body. Song Shi came back to life again, and the immortal rope was quickly strengthened.

Boom!

The Demon Race who attacked Song Shi was sent flying with a sword. Song Shi's recovered mana merged into the bone sword and poured into the gap made before, forcibly breaking the life-saving barrier.

"No!"

Qian Yunlin regretted letting the other Demon Races kill the man and return him to his peak state, while his barrier was weakened.

The bone sword without any obstruction broke through the center of Qian Yunlin's eyebrows, and the sword energy shattered all the eyes.

"It's so disgusting!"

Song Shi scolded: "Two eyes are enough. Why do you have so many eyes? Come and let the holy fire purify you."

At this moment, he also felt that the name Holy Fire was more suitable, as it was much more domineering than spiritual fire or spiritual flame.

After releasing the holy fire, Qian Yunlin's body began to burn. Looking up, the remaining dozen or so Demon Races were already panicking.

Forty or fifty people are fighting against each other, and they can still fight like this. If they continue to fight, the only outcome is that the team will be wiped out.

Song Shi twisted his neck and said to Liu Husheng and others: "It's almost penetrated, let's do it."

"kill!"

Liu Husheng and the others had been waiting to take action for a long time. At this moment, with an order, they all rushed out to kill Demon Race frantically.

Now they were all working together, basically three against one, Demon Race was running away again, easily gaining the upper hand, hacking Demon Race to the ground one by one.

Song Shi didn't stop, he fought all the way, and there were demon corpses everywhere.

Under his leadership, most of them were killed except for a few Demon Races who escaped.

"If we win, we will almost destroy them all!"

"Haha, from now on, we are no longer prey!"

"As long as we persist for a hundred years, we will have a chance to get out!"

Liu Husheng and others were so excited that they couldn't help cheering.

After this battle, in a short period of time, the number of Demon Races in Jueling Land will be far less than that of monks, and they will become the targets of hunting.

And they have great hope to survive here, either by refining a hundred blood spirit beads, or by surviving for a hundred years, without being killed every day.

An You looked at the group of extremely happy monks with confusion. This was originally a trial place for the Demon Race. How could it be like this?

The Demon Race outside must not know that this first level has changed. Anyone who enters will be unlucky.

"From now on, this is a hunting ground!"

Song Shi announced, drawing cheers.

"The rest are basically lone guys. The hunting time has begun. You can deal with it yourself."

Song Shi waved his hand, collected the trophies of the guy he killed, including more than two hundred blood spirit beads and various relics, and then strode away.

An You followed quietly. Now she had no choice but to walk all the way to darkness.

"Where is the road to death?"

Song Shi is going to check out the next level.

"Over there, there are some dark spots."

Anyou pointed in a direction.

Song Shi looked over and asked, "What are the features of the next level?"

"Even the wind, a destructive wind, can blow people to death. If you don't have a strong body, you will die."

An You was afraid: "Only by refining a hundred blood spirit beads can you be qualified to walk in the Black Wind Valley."

"It's quite systematic."

Song Shi smiled and took out Qian Yunlin's inheritance: "This thing probably can't be opened. Do you want it?"

"No, the Thousand-Eyed Clan's Divine Ability all depends on bloodline. Without the corresponding bloodline, it is impossible to practice at all."

An You shook his head.

"Indeed, how can a normal person's eyes emit laser light?"

Song Shi curled her lips and crushed it into pieces, too lazy to think about it.

"Why don't you give it a try?" An You was speechless.

"I don't believe there is no other pupil technique in this world for me to practice."

Song Shi pouted, "I'll give you some. The total should be enough for a hundred, enough for you to pass through the Black Wind Valley."

Anyou took it blankly. She didn't expect that she would get a hundred blood spirit beads so easily.

Song Shi returned to the ancient pagoda to practice. Three months later, after refining a total of two hundred blood spirit beads, he found that the effect of these beads was minimal.

This is because his physical body is too strong and the blood spirit beads lose their amplifying effect.

He made a decision immediately: "It's almost time. Let's go to Black Wind Valley."

"Master, are you going to pass the second level now?"

An You spoke.

"Let's see and then talk."

Song Shi stood up and walked out: "I have lost interest in staying in this damn place every day."

Anyou led the way. She went to the entrance and took Song Shi directly to a huge valley.

The cold black wind here blows out from a huge valley with a diameter of more than a hundred feet. This valley is not parallel, but diagonal.

Inside the valley, it was pitch black, and you couldn't see clearly even if you went a little deeper.

However, there was a glowing space passage at the entrance of the valley. Anyou pointed at it and said: "That's where you left. Once you go out, you can't come back. If you don't leave, you have to move along the Black Wind Valley. In addition, , if you enter the valley, you can’t come out again.”

"Then I'm going in."

Song Shi looked at the exit, with something strange shining in her eyes.

"Young master, be careful. Don't hold on to the ground firmly in the Black Wind Valley. Don't be blown away. Otherwise, you'll be in danger."

"I know, go back."

Song Shi walked towards the valley.

In front of the valley, separated by a strange light curtain, a chaotic light suddenly fell on him, seeming to check his condition.

It must have been that it was detected that he had refined enough Blood Spirit Beads, and a gap opened in the light curtain. As soon as he stepped in, he was swept away by a gust of wind.

boom!

The wind inside was extremely chaotic. Song Shi was thrown onto a rock and then bounced back to the ground, feeling a little embarrassed.

Song Shi stood up with a grin on his face.

Heifeng is indeed powerful. With his current body, he is still obviously uncomfortable.

Forget about the pain, the important thing was that the black wind that made his whole body shiver felt like it was being cut by a knife, trying to penetrate his flesh and blood.