Qin Changsheng used his last bit of consciousness and strength to fly away with the useless big yellow dog using the Nine Secret Movement Techniques.
"Boy Qin, are you okay? I have a soul-gathering pill here that can suppress your turbulent sea of consciousness..."
Seeing that Qin Changsheng's spirit was listless and feeling that Qin Changsheng's soul was unstable, the shameless big yellow dog suddenly took out a soul-gathering pill from his body and spoke.
Qin Changsheng looked at the useless big yellow dog with some surprise: "Soul-Gathering Pill, how come you have this thing? But I can still stand it now. This Soul-Gathering Pill is a life-protecting pill. You should keep it for now. !”
As he spoke, he took out a few soul-restoring elixirs from his storage ring, and directly used the Devouring Martial Soul to devour them, hoping to suppress the backlash of the Shura Martial Soul.
His Yuan Shen itself has been strengthened and transformed several times, and he has refined five Shen Yun Pills. It is no longer what it used to be.
At this moment, with the blessing of a thousand years of immortality, abundant resources, and the power of several soul treasures, Qin Changsheng has great hope that he can directly suppress the backlash of the Shura Spirit this time.
At the beginning, he was just a mortal warrior who could not withstand the backlash of the third stage of the Shura Martial Spirit, but now he is no longer what he used to be. Although the third stage of the Shura Martial Spirit still had a lot of backlash against him, he has already It's not as fragile as it used to be.
Now he is not only a monk in the golden elixir realm, but he has also swallowed many elixirs and elixirs that nourish the soul, and his Taoist heart has been sublimated and transformed. The soul has already become extremely powerful, and these few plants have recovered The soothing power of Divine Soul's treasure medicine indeed suppressed the backlash.
Although his mental strength is still a little weak, he has overcome the crisis of the collapse of his sea of consciousness.
But he knew very well that he was not completely out of danger.
He clearly felt that Holy Lord Huangquan behind him had withstood the full blow of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Jar and was chasing him down.
"Qin Changsheng! You can't escape!"
The Holy Master of Huangquan had a cold tone and murderous intent in his eyes. He roared and chased him down. With his leader-level strength and powerful methods, his speed was so fast that even Qin Changsheng's Nine Secret Body Techniques and Divine Adept Wujiang, who were in the Xiaocheng realm, could not defeat him. get rid of.
"No, this person is too strong, his cultivation level is too high, his methods are astonishing, and his magical powers are vast. He can shrink the ground to an inch. We can't escape like this. We must find a way to get rid of him, otherwise he will catch up soon. !”
The shameless big yellow dog turned his head and saw Holy Lord Huangquan chasing after him, and suddenly became anxious.
"Go to the Land of Death! I remember that the Land of Death, one of the seven feared restricted areas of life, is nearby! Let's go there!"
A trace of madness appeared in Qin Changsheng's eyes, and he led the rogue big yellow dog straight to the restricted area of life and galloped away.
That desperate place is one of the seven restricted areas of life in the inner world. It is extremely dangerous and frightening!
Faced with the pursuit of Holy Lord Huangquan, who has vast magical powers and all-powerful means, Qin Changsheng knew that even if he possessed the Nine Secret Movement Techniques, it would be impossible to escape from the grasp of Holy Lord Huangquan.
The only option is to take risks and go to the nearby feared restricted area of life to gain a chance of survival.
Entering the forbidden zone of life, there is a glimmer of hope.
And if he is caught up by the Holy Lord of Huangquan, then his current state will definitely lead to death.
There is no way there is any hope at all!
…
Above the main hall of the Shaoqing Sword Sect's main hall.
Jian Chaoyang, the senior brother of the Shaoqing Sword Sect, bowed to Bai Shaoyang, the leader of the Shaoqing Sword Sect.
"Disciple Chaoyang, pay homage to the Master."
Bai Shaoyang nodded, looking into the distance with his deep and sharp eyes.
"Have you been given the elixir?"
Bai Shaoyang then closed his eyes, meditated and asked.
"According to the instructions of the real master, the Soul Gathering Pill has been handed over to the shameless big yellow dog next to Junior Brother Qin."
Bai Shaoyang was very puzzled. Since he was going to give the elixir as a gift, why not just give it to Qin Changsheng? Moreover, Junior Brother Qin, as the contemporary swordsman of the Shaoqing Sword Sect, and the next leader of the Shaoqing Sword Sect, is also a close disciple of the master.
The reason behind this is really confusing to him.
"Just give it!"
Bai Shaoyang then waved his hand, indicating that Jian Chaoyang could retreat, and those eyes never opened again since they first started looking into the distance.
"yes!"
Although Jian Chaoyang was full of doubts, he did not dare to ask any more questions, and then exited the hall.
But after Jian Chaoyang retreated, Bai Shaoyang's closed eyes slowly opened, his voice was hoarse, and he murmured in a low voice: "There is no way to avoid disaster. You have to go through some hardships before you can grow into a towering tree..."
…
"Boy, I want to see where you can escape?"
Behind him, Holy Lord Huangquan stared at Qin Changsheng, who was flashing and galloping in front of him, with a cold expression and a murderous intent.
After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and shrunk to an inch. The ground under his feet was instantly moved across. The surrounding environment was completely blurred. The distance between him and Qin Changsheng kept getting closer bit by bit.
Qin Changsheng looked back at the Holy Lord Huangquan who was chasing behind him, gritted his teeth, and continued to use the Nine Secret Movement Techniques. The golden ripples under his feet rippled in the air, and his figure kept flashing, running with all his strength.
At this time, Qin Changsheng was forcibly operating the third stage of the Shura Martial Spirit. Although the sea of consciousness had calmed down and the backlash of the third stage of the Shura Martial Spirit had been suppressed, the injuries on his body had not yet fully recovered.
While running away, he used Devouring Martial Soul to continuously devour the blood elixirs in his storage ring, as well as the healing elixirs he had prepared in the past, to quickly repair his injuries and restore his own condition.
Only a moment later, Qin Changsheng saw a hazy and deserted land ahead, appearing on the distant horizon.
"It's a desperate place!"
The shameless big yellow dog pointed forward and said: "From so far away, Mr. Dog, I can feel the throbbing in my soul and feel the terror in it! Boy, do we really want to go in?!"
"Enter!"
Qin Changsheng gritted his teeth, a flash of madness flashed in his eyes, and forced himself to endure the discomfort in his body, and galloped towards the desperate place ahead. Although in his current state, entering this desperate place, which is known as the forbidden land of life, is tantamount to Seeking death.
But the pursuit of Holy Lord Huangquan from behind forced him to make this choice.
"Huh... This desperate place is known as the first of the seven legendary forbidden areas of life. From ancient times to the present, no one who breaks into it can come out alive. Now that I enter here with a serious injury, there is basically no chance of death. Yes, but don’t we monks want to carve out our own path to becoming strong in a desperate situation?”
A look of determination appeared in Qin Changsheng's eyes. He turned back and glanced at Holy Master Huangquan, then gritted his teeth and rushed into the desperate place without hesitation with the useless big yellow dog.
"Holy Lord Huangquan, if I survive this catastrophe, I will definitely avenge this murder on you one day!!!"
Qin Changsheng roared in his heart.
This time, he was being chased by the Lord of the Underworld. He had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. He had no choice but to risk his life and escape into this desperate place!
At this point, he didn't have any confidence of survival, but he could only give it a try and put his hope on his own strong luck.
After all, he himself has strong luck, and now he has received the blessing of immortal luck for thousands of years. If there is no sure path, then let yourself find a way out!
