In the void, Chen Faxuan stopped running and stopped.
His injuries were too serious. Not only was his mana almost exhausted, but his spiritual consciousness was also damaged. In addition to a scar on his face, he also had large and small scars on other parts of his body.
Various magic powers remain on the wound, blocking its recovery.
It can be said that he has reached the point where his fuel is exhausted.
Above the sky, Chen Faxuan did not continue to run away, but stood in the void, trying to recover his mana. After half a month of running away, he did everything he needed to do, but he still failed to wait for support.
He has given up.
After a few breaths, the void rippled, and streams of light surrounded him, turning into silhouettes.
"Ahem, for me, you actually planned such a shocking situation. You really think highly of me!" Chen Faxuan covered his chest and glanced around, his brows filled with coldness, and his words were filled with mockery and unwillingness.
Several figures were all wearing black robes and masks, exuding aura of varying strengths and weaknesses, locking him firmly. These people are all Nascent Soul cultivators.
"Master Chen is the mirror envoy of the Xuanjing Division. Naturally, we must treat him well and not neglect him!" Among these figures, the person standing at the front spoke up. His voice was hoarse and low, which was very unpleasant.
"I didn't expect that this land in the northwest would be so corrupted that even the Xuanjing Division would be under your control. Otherwise, you alone would not be able to stop me, Chen Faxuan!" Although he was injured, Chen Faxuan still stood as straight as a pine tree. , his face was full of perseverance, and there was no sign of decadence.
"You are worthy of being the master of the Xuanjing Division, but you are extraordinary. But now, you are at your wits end. Mr. Chen, I advise you to just surrender and come with us, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what are you going to do?" Chen Faxuan raised his eyebrows, not taking his words to heart at all. Although he was on the run these days, he also killed several real Nascent Souls, but accordingly, he was also injured and several of the magic weapons in his hands were destroyed.
"Otherwise, if we wait for us to take action again, Mr. Chen will suffer."
"Haha, if that's the case, then come on!" Faced with the threat, Chen Faxuan was not afraid. Instead, he laughed loudly and taunted again.
Laughter full of ridicule circulated in the air, but none of these people came forward. Instead, they remained still and were far away. It was not that they did not want to take action.
But compared to some rewards, life is more important. Everyone present can see that Chen Faxuan is determined to die, but the more critical it is, the more cautious he must be.
After all, Chen Faxuan, as the mirror master of the Xuanjing Division and a monk of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, is proficient in all kinds of secret techniques and his methods are weird and unpredictable. Not to mention that if a trapped beast is still fighting, if he is determined to blow himself up, someone will definitely die. .
None of them were willing to sacrifice, so Chen Faxuan was already a piece of meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered, so they didn't push him too hard and just tried to grind him down little by little.
At this moment, Chen Faxuan took out a jade bottle from his arms and drank all the elixirs in it.
The elixir melted in his mouth and turned into a huge stream of blood flowing into his body. Immediately, his injuries began to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his dried up mana quickly recovered.
The dense coldness reflected in the air, like a startling rainbow, like the setting clouds, and like dragons and tigers, circling back and forth, roaring loudly. At this moment, all the injuries on Chen Faxuan's body were restored.
Not only that, blood appeared on his body, blood rose in his eyes, his body was covered with scales, dragon horns protruded from his head, and a powerful dragon power swept across all directions.
Not only that, as his body changed, endless blood poured out of his body, forming a sea of blood.
At this moment, he stepped on the sea of blood, and the brilliance supported him, rising steadily. The gorgeous light flashed in the air, reflecting his cold and ruthless eyes, and the murderous intent boiled!
This kind of power was frightening, but the monks did not retreat but advanced. They sacrificed their magic weapons and attacked Chen Faxuan together. Chen Faxuan knew at a glance that he had taken forbidden drugs. Once the effect of the drug wore off, his level would fall.
This thing is usually something that casual cultivators use to fight for their lives, but I didn't expect that Chen Faxuan would have it.
Chen Faxuan's desperate actions not only did not scare these people, but also made them accelerate their attack, because once they took this forbidden drug, they were no longer afraid of Chen Faxuan's self-destruction!
"bring it on!"
With a loud shout, Chen Faxuan held a magic sword and killed more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks alone, tragic and desolate.
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A great battle ended disastrously.
Under Chen Faxuan's desperate counterattack, he finally killed three Nascent Soul monks and used his magic weapon to self-destruct, killing four. But he himself was seriously injured in the battle, and the effect of the medicine dissipated, and he ultimately lost with regret.
Before being arrested, he used the last bit of his strength to self-destruct his soul, leaving only a broken body.
At the moment Chen Faxuan died, countless purple and green energy dissipated from his body.
In the void above the imperial capital, a huge dragon of luck covers the sky and the sun, spanning thousands of miles. The endless purple-green energy forms a sea of clouds, which is extremely noble. Deep in the sea of clouds, a dragon of luck that stretched thousands of miles woke up from its slumber and let out a shrill roar.
Immediately, the sea of clouds under it evaporated instantly and shrank a lot.
Imperial City, Yangxin Hall.
Incense was burning in the hall, and Emperor Shenwu was lying on the dragon couch, sleeping soundly. At this moment, Emperor Shenwu had gray hair and a face full of wrinkles. Although he was old, his complexion was much better than before.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a cold light burst out from his eyes, and a spark burst out, filling the room with light. The next moment, his eyes dimmed and his face became a little pale.
Just now, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. This feeling was unreasonable and disturbing. However, nothing major happened in the court recently. Although there was chaos in the local area, there were no major problems.
In the end what happened?
Just when Emperor Shenwu was filled with doubts, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of the bed, silent and invisible.
"Your Majesty, Master Chen, something happened!"
"boom!"
Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck the heart of Emperor Shenwu, making him tremble. He finally understood where the source of uneasiness was! It turned out that something happened to Chen Faxuan.
"What happened to him?" Fortunately, Emperor Shenwu had not seen any big storms and waves in his sixty years of reign, and he soon calmed down.
"Just now, Mr. Chen's life light went out!"
"What?" These words caused Emperor Shenwu's expression to change drastically, and he could no longer maintain his composure. Chen Faxuan, is he dead?
For a long time, although Chen Faxuan left Beijing to investigate the ban on the northwest, he would pass on news through Xuanjing Division every once in a while. Why did he suddenly die? I didn't receive any news at all.
