Naturally, Lingchu didn't notice the strange town a few miles away.
At the moment when the thunder sea fell, Lingchu didn't even look back and ran forward all the way.
Endless thunder fell, exploded, and dissipated, revealing the blackened bones within.
The huge body of the White Bone Demon General has had its arms and legs blown off, and the bones all over his body are now charred black. The two red flames in the eye sockets are extremely dim, constantly swaying, and seem to be unstable.
The cold aura all over his body has also weakened a lot.
With only one burnt black leg bone left, the White Bone Demon General is still standing firmly on the auburn earth, which has been dry. The hard auburn earth has a gray-white aura emerging, wrapping around the White Bone Demon General's body, constantly replacing the bones. The demon general repaired his body and drove away the tiny thunder snakes that wandered over his blackened bones.
Allowing the gray-white breath to repair his body, the red flames in the White Bone Demon General's eyes jumped a few times in the direction of the strange town in the darkness several miles away.
Then, he remained motionless and stopped chasing the escaping creatures.
It's...dangerous out there.
The White Bone Demon General's simple spirituality seems to have innate memories. These innate memories tell him that he cannot go there.
Crash.
The charred white bones of the skull were dismembered in an instant, and pieces of white bones scattered on the auburn ground. Then, like water dripping into the ocean, they quietly submerged into the auburn earth, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
There were only pits left after being blasted by the sea of thunder.
It shows that fierce battles once broke out on this land.
Lingchu, who had escaped hundreds of meters, naturally had no idea what was behind him. Of course, he had no idea what was ahead.
Until the cold breath no longer appeared behind him, until sporadic, slow-moving bone demon soldiers appeared in front of him again.
Lingchu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that the reason why there were no white-bone demon soldiers in that area was because there was a white-bone demon general.
No wonder, after she knocked on the ground for most of the night, there was not a single bone demon soldier there.
Now, Lingchu looked at the slow-moving white-bone demon soldier not far away, with blue flames flashing in his eyes. His clear eyes were not only filled with joy for his cultivation, but also a sense of intimacy.
Compared to the bone demon generals, these bone demon soldiers are really cute.
Qingluo Dieyi still exudes a faint shimmer. Lingchu did not relax his vigilance just because he was temporarily out of danger. There were too many dangers in the ancient battlefield.
The glazed green lotus fire floated out and burned out one white-bone demon soldier after another.
Just now, it failed to burn the huge white skeleton. The glazed green lotus fire came out of the dantian for the first time without making any achievements. The glazed green lotus fire showed a trace of annoyance in its pure intelligence. .
Therefore, as soon as he saw these bone demon soldiers and felt the master's order, he immediately rushed over aggressively.
Lingchu felt the thought of the glazed green lotus fire, and relaxed a little, with a faint smile appearing.
It wasn't until the darkness of the ancient battlefield passed, the gray sky emerged, and the white-bone demon soldiers all over the field melted like snow and ice, dissipating between heaven and earth, that Lingchu breathed a sigh of relief.
The consciousness that had been out for most of the night also restrained itself.
A sharp pain instantly filled the sea of consciousness.
All over her body, there was a dull pain from the dozens of wounds caused by space cracks, reminding Lingchu that the current situation of her physical body and consciousness sea was not optimistic.
After entering the ancient battlefield, Lingchu did not move for the first time. Instead, he found a nearby place without space cracks, set up a concealment formation, sat down cross-legged, and recovered from the injuries to his physical body and consciousness.
The injuries on the physical body are due to the Qingmu Dao Body. Although there is still a faint stinging sensation, for the monks, this pain is nothing. What's more, with the Dao Body With his presence, Lingchu was not worried that his injuries would worsen.
The most urgent task is to know the sea.
Since he was young, he obtained the method of tempering the sea of consciousness. Since then, he has practiced the method of divine consciousness. He dare not compare with Senior Sister Zhantai, but he is also confident that it is better than most monks of the same level.
He has never suffered such serious injuries.
It is an extremely dangerous thing for monks to have their spiritual consciousness constantly shattered and destroyed. The sea of consciousness is inherently fragile, and spiritual consciousness, unlike the spiritual power of Dantian, can be continuously breathed in from heaven and earth. get.
Compared with spiritual power, spiritual consciousness can be said to be rootless duckweed to a certain extent and can only be cultivated slowly by monks.
Once the spiritual power of the Dantian is overused and exhausted, the monk's spiritual Dantian will be shaken, not to mention the more fragile sea of consciousness.
Lingchu forcibly released his consciousness for most of the night. These consciousnesses were shattered countless times. They were overdrawing the sea of consciousness. If the sea of consciousness was not stabilized as soon as possible, many hidden dangers would be left in the future, and the sea of consciousness would be destroyed. It will inevitably be much more fragile than before.
This is because of the continuous nourishment and repair of the spirit-nurturing wooden hairpin and the soul-fixing beads, so the sea of consciousness does not directly collapse. If an ordinary foundation-building monk releases his consciousness like this, it will be continuously crushed by the cracks in the space, let alone in the middle of the night. It only takes one or two hours to consume all the consciousness until the sea of consciousness collapses.
He took out several kinds of elixirs from his storage bag and swallowed them without hesitation.
Because of the special nature of the ancient battlefield, which is full of spatial cracks, all the monks will prepare a lot of spiritual consciousness elixirs before entering, and Lingchu naturally also has them.
Moreover, because of Jiang Hanyan's relationship, he also obtained a lot of extremely high-quality elixirs.
As soon as these elixirs are taken into the mouth, they turn into rolling medicinal power and pour into the trembling sea of consciousness, like spring breeze and drizzle, silently nourishing the nearly exhausted sea of consciousness.
Under the intertwining power of clear light, white light, and medicinal power, the turbulent sea of consciousness at the beginning of the spirit gradually calmed down.
However, it is still not enough. The wooden hairpin for cultivating the spirit is not a treasure that can cure the spiritual consciousness. Its effect lies mostly in slowly cultivating the spiritual consciousness, which lies in slowness.
Soul-fixing beads can stabilize spiritual consciousness, which lies in concentration.
Only the pills of spiritual consciousness that are swallowed are mainly for treatment. However, although these pills are excellent, they are not precious medicines. They are indeed effective in stabilizing the sea of consciousness and restoring spiritual consciousness.
But it has little effect on the hidden wounds hidden in the sea of consciousness.
As the sting of the sea of consciousness passed, Lingchu could feel that there was still a faint feeling of weakness in the calm sea of consciousness. If he did not get the precious medicine, he would have to slowly cultivate it.
The spirit-nurturing wooden hairpin is an excellent treasure for nourishing the spirit, but its effect is really slow.
Lingchu thought carefully and took out a small jade gourd from the storage bracelet.
