Every time the crazy blood heavy sword was slashed out, a large number of copies of Order fell down within the range covered by the sword energy.
There are thousands of forms of military evolution, and every time you rush to kill, hundreds of copies of order explode.
He is extremely powerful and completely invincible!
However, his health deteriorated rapidly.
The flesh and blood on his body has shriveled up, his black hair has turned white, and his face is old, looking like he is sixty years old.
This is only a superficial change, and the situation is worse where others cannot see it.
His original injury reappeared, the cracks on the wheel of life deepened again on the original basis, and chaotic golden blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.
Boom!
The entire magic circle world in the ninth level shook violently and roared fiercely. Countless large cracks appeared in the endless space between heaven and earth, like cracks in the universe, running across the east, west, north, south, and up and down.
Immediately, the entire array universe collapsed at the moment when the last group of replicas were killed, and the surrounding scenes were violently distorted and then disappeared.
All the evolved scenes disappeared and returned to the original appearance of the floating island in the sky.
There was no sound between heaven and earth for a moment, and it became extremely silent.
At this time, a formation pattern appeared in the sky above the floating island, the center cracked, and the pure and vast energy poured down like a waterfall.
This is not a magic circle attack, but one of the rewards set by the tomb owner for those who clear the level.
This is pure, high-quality energy.
Jun Wuxie dissipated all his magical powers and his body fell to the sky.
Mu Ciyin rushed in in panic, but was unable to get close. She watched anxiously as the high-quality energy irrigated his body.
Vast energy sank into his body, and his body was like an abyss that could never be filled, devouring energy with crazy greed.
His body was empty, and his life essence was almost exhausted, leaving only a trace of the core source of life to maintain the body's lowest vital functions.
If it weren't for the original injury, he wouldn't be like this even if he was super-limit sublimation, not to mention it was just extreme sublimation.
However, the origin is damaged and the wheel of life is cracked, which has a great impact on him.
This was despite his extremely strong physical body. If anyone else had encountered the same situation, it would have been impossible for them to persist for such a long time, and they would have already disintegrated.
His body is irrigated by pure energy, and the life star is absorbing this energy crazily. The Yuanshi Golden Body Art automatically operates, transforming into life essence to replenish the empty star sea, flowing along the meridians to the limbs and bones, nourishing the shriveled and skinny body. flesh.
His flesh and blood became plump at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This picture seems to indicate that his health is constantly improving.
But Mu Ciyin discovered that his face had become younger and fuller of flesh and blood, but his hair was still white and had not turned black. There was always blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and even his eyes and ears had traces of blood. Blood spilled.
"how so……"
Mu Ciyin was panicking and thought of a possibility that was hard for her to accept!
It took half a day for the formation pattern on the sky to drain out all its energy and then disappear. A huge metal treasure box appeared in the air, floating there but not falling.
Jun Wuxie's body returned to its original appearance, full of flesh and blood, and her face was young, but her face was a little sickly pale. Her hair was still as white as snow, but it was not as dull as before, and had some luster.
Mu Ciyin hurriedly stepped forward, knelt on the ground, lifted his upper body up and leaned on her arms.
Her body was trembling slightly, and she was ready to check what was going on inside him, but her outstretched hand was shaking so hard that she didn't dare to put it down.
She was afraid of getting the results she didn't want.
"I'm fine."
After half a day of training, Jun Wuxie recovered. Although he was extremely weak, he had some strength.
He grabbed Mu Ciyin's hand that was still in mid-air, shook his head gently, tried his best to show a relaxed smile, and said: "It's just that I suffered a backlash, collapsed, and had some slight original injuries, but it's not serious. Master Ciyin Don’t worry, I just need to practice for a while and I’ll be fine.”
"You lied to me!"
Mu Ciyin stared at him, her eyes filled with tears, the stubborn tears finally dripped down at this moment, falling right on his face.
"It can't be a slight source injury, otherwise your body wouldn't be like this! Also, you clearly had source injuries before this. In the past, you would never have been like this even if you tried your best to sublimate, but now..."
Jun Wuxie knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he said, "It's the original wound left when he was chased by the primitive creatures."
"I just guessed it was that time."
Immediately, Mu Ciyin realized something was wrong, "But you shouldn't have source injuries at that time, unless you had serious source losses before that!
Why did the origin of the loss occur? We have been together along the way, how could you..."
"No, it's just the original injury left accidentally that time. The original source didn't suffer any loss before."
Mu Ciyin hesitated after hearing this, but in the end she did not continue the topic.
Of course she didn't believe it. She had a certain understanding of his physical strength. If there had been no serious source loss before, it would have been impossible to leave any source injuries in that situation.
However, when she saw that he didn't want to talk, she knew that no matter how hard she asked, it would be useless. Not only would she not get an answer, but it would make things difficult for him.
"Master Ciyin, don't cry, you shouldn't be so weak."
Jun Wuxie had a warm smile on her pale face, wiping her tears with her hands.
Mu Ciyin's expression straightened up and she said, "It's not just you, you work so hard every time. If you die, what will I do? What will happen in the end of the world?"
"Can't die."
Jun Wuxie smiled lightly.
"I think you're almost done now. This time your origin injury is so serious, you have so many enemies, and there are still so many things to do..."
Mu Ciyin's face was filled with sadness, and her heart was full of worries about the future.
It is not easy to recover from such a serious source of injury.
Although Wuxie's recovery ability is super powerful, it is precisely because he is so strong and his origin is extremely powerful that once serious origin injuries occur, it is very difficult to recover. The special resources required are hard to find in the world, unless...
"Congratulations, you have created a miracle again."
The soul imprint of the tomb owner came to the center of the floating island and looked at Jun Wuxie, whose hair was as white as snow, and his words were filled with wonder.
Jun Wuxie turned to look at him, looked at him for a moment, and then said to him, "Uncle."
He was really annoyed by the difficulty of the ninth level. There was no way to set the level difficulty like this. He was completely digging a grave for future generations and trying to trick the challenger.
If he hadn't known that the tomb owner could not collude with the darkness, he would have even doubted whether this guy was working for the dark creatures.
The corners of the tomb owner's Primordial Spirit Mark's mouth twitched, knowing that he was in the wrong, and did not respond to this emotional and polite greeting.
"Let me ask you a question, is there really your body in the tomb?"
After going through this level in despair mode, Jun Wuxie realized that the tomb owner's behavior could not be judged by common sense, and he might actually do the opposite.
"Why did you think of asking about my body?"
The tomb owner's soul imprint suddenly became alert.
"I care about you. In fact, although you died, you still left the mark of the soul. There is a chance to be resurrected. As long as you can warm up the mark of the soul, make your mark of the soul gradually grow stronger, and you can become a true soul. soul."
"It's impossible, because you can't find that kind of rare treasure at all, and the grade is too high, unless someone from the imperial realm takes action. Besides, my body was eroded by the dark curse back then, and it is still suppressed by the magic circle I laid out in advance.
Today, eons later, after such a long period of time, the body has been completely penetrated by darkness, and the body has been completely transformed into an evil spirit. How can it be resurrected? "
"If I said I had a way to help you, would you believe me?"
The tomb owner's Primordial Spirit Brand was startled when he heard this. After thinking about it, he gradually became excited and his eyes were full of expectation. He said, "Is this true? Can you really do it?"
"Of course, I never tell lies. Now can you tell me where your body is?"
Jun Wuxie's expression was very serious and solemn.
"Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you, because I have been waiting for a hope."
The tomb owner's soul imprint stated that he had foreseen in person that if he resisted the invasion of darkness, he would most likely be haunted by the darkest curse, so he was prepared to suppress himself in advance.
But these long years have passed too long, and the magic circle set up back then has finally weakened a bit over time, and is about to be unable to suppress it, and it will not be able to hold on for many years.
He hopes that someone in this life can strengthen the seal. He has left behind the means to strengthen the seal, but it needs to be completed by future generations, and his soul imprint cannot be completed.
After all, the Primordial Spirit Brand exists in a special way. It has no strength in itself, but relies on the order here to have a certain combat effectiveness.
"Actually, my body is not in the Yin Tomb. The Yin Tomb is just a bait. When I buried myself, I chose the location in the special space between the Yin Tomb and the Yang Tomb. This is the road map to get there."
After finishing speaking, he constructed a map in the air and said: "I have asked the order to guide outsiders to go there, but the hope that they can do it is very slim, almost zero."
Jun Wuxie memorized the route on the map, then looked at the soul mark of the tomb owner and said, "Okay, I have memorized the route, and I will whip you to death when the time comes."
"You! What did you say?"
The tomb owner's Primordial Spirit Brand was stunned, and the corners of his mouth trembled with anger: "Are you deceiving me? You have no means of resurrecting me. You just want to know the location of my body, and then whip the body to vent your anger?"
"Is there any conflict between resurrecting you and whipping your corpse? There doesn't seem to be any influence between the two, right?"
The corner of Jun Wuxie's mouth raised slightly and said: "You are such a pervert, why do you still care about whipping your corpse? Shouldn't you feel excited if someone whips your corpse? Perverts have this kind of thinking and logic. Do you have to be special? ?”
The tomb owner's eyes fell silent, and after a moment he said: "I know you are very angry. My level setting is indeed outrageous, but it was my fault back then. I have realized my mistake. Can you please stop it?" Are you talking about this matter again?"
"Then what I whipped was the body you left behind, wasn't it?"
"I……"
The facial muscles of the tomb owner's Primordial Spirit Brand trembled, and he was so angry.
"We'll talk about whipping corpses later. Now let's take a look at what's in the treasure chest in this level, and then go to the tenth level."
Jun Wuxie stood up. Although he was still very weak, it did not affect his normal walking.
He walked towards the floating treasure chest.
It was only then that the treasure box fell with a bang.
Suddenly, there was a huge explosion, which filled the sky with bright stars, the moon, and the sun!
Of course, those are not the real stars, moon and sun, but three kinds of [Legendary Holy Stones of the Universe].
In addition to the holy stones, there are also a large number of forbidden fruits, a total of fifty, forty-nine of which are of the same quality, and the remaining one is of higher quality. The whole body is pure white, flowing with crystal light, and the fruit is full of natural The patterns are intertwined into a white tiger pattern.
There are also mysterious little white tigers evolving around the fruit, making a low roaring sound around the fruit.
"That is the Holy White Tiger Fruit, a fruit produced by the White Tiger Tree. The White Tiger Tree and the True Dragon Tree have the same origin and the same characteristics. They are both bred from the origin of the universe."
The tomb owner’s soul imprint explained.
Jun Wuxie stretched out his hand to get the White Tiger Sacred Fruit, and carefully felt the essence and origin contained in it. He found that it was purer and more majestic than the real dragon fruit, and the quality of its origin was better.
Obviously, the White Tiger Sacred Tree that produces this White Tiger Sacred Fruit has a higher level of evolution than the True Dragon Sacred Tree, so the quality of the fruit is also slightly higher.
"This fruit is very likely to help me step into the realm of centuries-old mythology!"
Jun Wuxie, who was feeling a little heavy due to the aggravation of his original injury, became much better at this moment.
This is the best of the divinely forbidden peerless holy fruits!
In this upper universe, it is probably difficult to find another fruit of this quality.
Jun Wuxie couldn't put it down for the White Tiger Sacred Fruit. Once he stepped into the century-old myth, it would be a big step forward in the forbidden realm.
Although the improved strength is not as outrageous as breaking through a great realm in cultivation, it is definitely much greater than the ordinary first-level talent growth.
In terms of cultivation, there are realm barriers to suppress the big realms, the divine forbidden realm, high realms and low realms, there are also the divine forbidden fields to suppress, but it's just not that outrageous.
When the talent growth field is low, this suppression is minimal, but as the talent growth intensity field becomes higher and higher, this suppression will become more and more obvious.
He put away the White Tiger Sacred Fruit and looked at the other forbidden fruits that exploded. He found that the quality of these fruits was much higher than that of the eighth level. They could all help practitioners in the Seventh Heaven of the Ten Directions Mythology to increase the intensity of their talent growth.
The soul mark of the tomb owner indicates that there are forty-nine pieces, plus the White Tiger Sacred Fruit, the total is fifty, which is consistent with the number of Dayan.
Dayan counted fifty, one of them escaped, leaving forty-nine.
This White Tiger Sacred Fruit represents that One. It is the most precious Divine Forbidden Fruit in the entire final level. It has the effect of breaking the barriers of the Divine Forbidden Domain. Other fruits, even the True Dragon Sacred Fruit, do not have such effects. , at best, it can only allow the user to break through to a quasi-century-long myth.
But the White Tiger Sacred Fruit is different. As long as the user is above the tenth heaven, he or she has a chance to break through the century-old myth. It depends on how much the fruit can be absorbed after taking it.
Generally speaking, practitioners will suffer some loss when taking this kind of fruit, and they cannot 100% absorb and refine the energy and origin contained in them.
Some of the origin will be lost quietly, and this loss is difficult for practitioners to detect.
Jun Wuxie continued to look at other things, and his eyes fell on a piece of metal paper that shone with the three lights of stars, moon and sun. It was engraved with densely packed ancient characters. Each character was as small as the tip of a needle. It was just a page of paper. There are tens of thousands of words!
