Wei Shiqi felt that he could not hold on any longer. The earth energy in his acupoints was about to dry up. His arms felt like they were filled with lead. The iron rods weighed more than a thousand kilograms - but the overwhelming ice knives and snow swords were becoming more and more sparse. Could it be that Is the other party also approaching the limit?
He tried to raise his head, and his cervical vertebrae crackled like a rusty iron door hinge. What disappointed him was that the reason was not what he expected, but because the ice and snow within a few miles had been exhausted, so the opponent had to slow down the offensive. .
This momentary gap was enough. Wei Shiqi mobilized the remaining vitality in his body and was hit by ice and snow one after another. He rolled over and fell into the dry boiling spring.
Miao Zi put away her magic skills, opened her mouth to swallow the demon pill, and moved towards the boiling spring, her steps staggering as if she were stepping on a pile of cotton. Before she could see Wei Shiqi's figure, a creepy feeling arose in her heart. She hurriedly stepped back. Suddenly, her eyes darkened. A tall figure jumped out from under the boiling spring. He was chewing something with his teeth grinning, and there was blood. The ticking sound dyed the skirt of his clothes red, but he saw that he waved his right arm vigorously, and a black iron rod flew out of his hand and hit his heart directly.
Time was divided into two parts, fast and slow. Her mind told herself that she had a hundred and a thousand ways to avoid this thunderous strike, but her body was more than a beat slower, and she couldn't obey the orders at all. She could only watch the iron rod fly away. The closer. The previous magic had consumed too much physical strength and vitality, and it was impossible to avoid it. Miao Zi's eyes flashed with sharp light, and he opened the third eye on his forehead. Suddenly he opened his mouth, and the magic pill shot out, hitting the iron. The end of the stick struck hard, then was quickly withdrawn and still swallowed into the stomach.
The third eye closed tiredly and disappeared into her forehead. She felt a sudden dizziness, the world was spinning, and the sea was turning upside down. She clearly felt that several fine lines had cracked on the surface of the demon pill, and she was heartbroken for a moment.
The iron rod was struck by the demon pill and flew back at several times the speed. Wei Shiqi had no time to react. His chest hurt as the iron rod penetrated him, leaving a clear hole from the front and back. The iron rod continued to lose its force and flew far away before landing on the rock, making a soft "bang" sound.
A thought flashed through Wei Shiqi's mind. Compared with this three-eyed monster that took over his body, the prey in Jietian Ridge were as docile as the little rabbits and hedgehogs in fairy tales. Then his vision went dark, he lost control, and fell to the sky. In the boiling spring, blood flows like a stream. He was injured on the right side of his chest, and the lobe of his lung was penetrated by the iron rod. He coughed repeatedly, and blood spurted out of his mouth and nose. If the iron rod had been deflected a few inches further and broken his heart, no amount of tyrannical physical training would be able to repair it.
This was already the second time he suffered a loss after taking the demon pill. Fortunately, the demon pill did not enter his body. It was just a bruise, not as dangerous as the last time in the snow cave.
Wei Shiqi hurriedly took out the flesh and blood of the beauty python from Penglai bag, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it randomly, and swallowed it with his neck straightened out. When there was no movement, waves of heat surged in the body, and the flesh and blood turned into the pure earth air, slowly repairing the injured body. The blood flow gradually stopped, and granulation sprouted from the wound, filling the hole with the naked eye. Heals with visible speed.
He needs time to recover.
The sound of messy footsteps gradually approached. Wei Shiqi looked up and saw the skinny woman standing high up, with fluttering clothes and long hair. Her face was covered with wrinkles, as if she had aged in just a short moment. Decades old. Spraying out the demon pill as a fatal blow was the last resort for her.
"Aren't you dead yet?" Her voice sounded a little ethereal, as if coming from a distant place.
Wei Shiqi struggled to get up, "Your situation is not good, too, right?"
"Hahaha..." Miao Zi laughed a few times and fell silent. After a moment, he said, "You are not a sword cultivator, you are a physical cultivator. Tell me, which sect are you from?"
"Disciples of Xiandu Sect, test disciples." Wei Shiqi was happy to talk to her a few words to delay more time.
Miao Zi snorted, remembering the unpleasant events many years ago. The sword wound left by Xi Huzi has not healed yet. "He's a disciple of Xiandu again... But it's okay. Thirteen or fourteen of them have been killed. If you add one more, I won't be lonely in the underworld!"
She forced herself to jump off the boiling spring. She was unsteady on her feet and almost fell to the ground.
Wei Shiqi's eyes lit up and he saw a glimmer of hope. He immediately activated his energy, jumped out of the boiling spring with both feet, and escaped like a galloping horse. Miao Zi watched his figure quickly go away, her teeth itched with hatred, she sat down on the ground, and suddenly laughed "hehe".
Wei Shiqi ran a dozen or so feet away and saw an iron rod stuck diagonally in a crack in the stone. He easily picked it up and put it into his sword pouch. He rushed into the dense forest without looking back, turned left and right, and disappeared.
After climbing several hills, Wei Shiqi slowed down. The wound on his right chest was mostly healed and was aching faintly. He found a decayed tree hole to rest for a while. When his strength recovered a little, he immediately set off and ran towards Tiandu Peak. .
The monster has been sleeping for thirty years. It is obvious that its injuries have not healed and its body is weak. It is in urgent need of supplementary blood and food. His first choice must be the trial disciples under Tiandu Peak. Only by informing the elders of the master as soon as possible to take action can the tragedy be avoided from happening again.
There wasn't much time left for him.
