Sun's journey to immortality

"Roar" The second-level mid-level liger roared loudly. Seeing that the prey that had reached its mouth had already escaped, its huge but flexible body made a light twist and two powerful forelimbs slapped him firmly on the back. above.

Under the painful torture, Sun Mingsheng not only showed no sign of pain, but instead showed a smile that seemed to have succeeded.

This huge force acted directly on his body, like an arrow from a string, quickly widening the distance between the two sides, like a stone with enough strength, almost shooting out of the cave. The ligers rushing out passed by.

It was at this moment that Sun Mingsheng decisively collided the two horns of the Hongtu Ox that were already on the verge of exploding.

A bolt of thunder and an earth-yellow light were entangled together, merging quickly like two attractors. Before the liger could react, a deafening loud noise came, and the entire cave built on the Lingmai Mountain was The whole thing is in a state of trembling.

Pieces of gravel fell from the sky, and cracks appeared on the hard stone. Because the distance was too close when the spiritual object exploded, Sun Mingsheng was also unable to avoid the disaster.

Under the power of this explosion that could be said to be indistinguishable between friend and foe, Sun Mingsheng's body was swaying in the wind like a shabby bag, and his body was constantly hitting the stone wall.

"Cough cough" Under the influence of the severe pain, the loud coughs allowed him to barely maintain the last trace of consciousness in the spiritual platform. He circulated the magic power in his Dantian, trying to circulate the Great Zhoutian, trying to ensure that he left a breath of vitality and relieve himself. of injuries.

Unfortunately, after continuous battles and severe injuries suffered several times in a short period of time, scars inevitably appeared not only on the physical body, but also on the meridians.

Whenever the Great Zhoutian barely reaches this point, it will be like a funnel that crazily swallows up a small amount of mana, causing the Great Zhoutian to fail.

After successive attempts failed, Sun Mingsheng's little energy was basically exhausted, and he could only ensure a glimmer of clarity between the spiritual platform, without actually falling into a coma.

Fortunately, before the official departure, he had swallowed and refined a second-level middle-grade healing elixir. At this time, under the suppression of Sun Mingsheng's miserable state, the medicinal power hidden in different locations in his body gradually escaped. Spread out and automatically perform basic treatment for some serious injuries.

After careful calculation, Sun Mingsheng barely managed to save his life after enduring the aftermath of the spiritual object explosion. The liger in the core explosion state naturally suffered more and heavier blows.

"As agreed, the caravan will proceed to the liger's lair." On the outskirts of Qiling Mountain, Sun Mingwang had an anxious look on his face. After some tangle, he still decided to take the risk and explore ahead as originally agreed.

"Mingwang, no family signal has been found. If we go there now and encounter a second-level liger, we will never come back."

"It's better to continue waiting here. With these three liger corpses as a deterrent, you will be safe in a short time."

Although they were all monks in the family, there were still some monks who were unwilling to take risks and tried to continue waiting for the signal from Sun Mingsheng.

"Before Mingsheng left, he said that he would wait for an opportunity to kill the monster in two days at most. I can't wait to go now and provide some help to the best of my ability. If something happens to Mingsheng, it will be a truly irreparable loss for the family and the caravan. Let's go." Sun Mingwang said decisively, leaving no room for bargaining.

Although the words he spoke were simple and crude, they were irrefutable truths. After a cup of tea, the caravan set off again and moved forward slowly.

Half a day later, towards dusk, the caravan appeared near the liger's lair, but the sight in front of them surprised all the monks in the Qi Refining Stage, with expressions of disbelief.

The calm lake has become rugged and overflowing under the filling of gravels of different sizes, and the valley full of green grass and life has also turned into pitch black.

The biggest change is naturally that the upper part that was originally used as a barrier for the liger's lair and its daily habitat has completely collapsed. The height is only less than half of its original size, and the traces of different thicknesses are like horrific scars.

"This is the liger's lair?"

"Could it be that the battle between the foundation-building monks and the second-level monsters can unleash such power?"

"Where's Mingsheng? Where's the liger?"

Looking at the terrifying and unbelievable sight in front of them, all the fellow Qi Refining Stage monks had expressions of disbelief.

Although they are all monks in the Qi Refining Stage, they are from the Sun family after all. They are not too unfamiliar with the battles between monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. However, the scene in front of them is far beyond their cognitive scope. For a moment, Just a little shocked.

"Use the family's bloodline audio-visual skills to look for traces of Ming Sheng. If you want to see people in life, you will see corpses in death." Sun Mingwang roared hurriedly.

The art of bloodline audio-visual is based on the family monk's own bloodline, and through the natural induction between bloodlines, to find the traces of the family monk within a relatively wide range.

This kind of spiritual technique can be said to be the success bloodline and the failure bloodline. It is completely based on the same bloodline. The closer the bloodline is, the wider the range of perception will be, and the information will be more true. Different monks in a family are looking for The scope is also completely different.

"Cough cough" Among the rocks where the mountain collapsed, Sun Mingsheng finally woke up with a violent cough, and his eyes kept exploring the surrounding situation.

"It was unexpectedly buried in the cave by collapsed rocks. Unfortunately, there is not a single mana left in the Dantian, and the physical injuries are also terrible. I can't get rid of the oppression of these rocks. I hope Tenth Brother and others have noticed this. "I cannot become the first foundation-building monk in family history to be crushed to death by rocks." Because he lost the power to resist, Sun Mingsheng's thoughts kept wandering around for a while.

It didn't take long. A quarter of an hour later, under the passive pressure of both the physical body and the spiritual consciousness, he once again passively entered a deep coma and performed a simple self-repair.

If there is no external force for treatment, it can be regarded as a self-protection mechanism for monks in times of crisis.

I don’t know how long I spent in this coma, and there were constant waves of severe pain in my subconscious. It was not until one day that a cool power suddenly appeared to make up for it, and I finally opened my eyes little by little and appeared. What is in front of me is a pure and lovely female cultivator wearing a long white dress, bright and white teeth, and she feels familiar to her eyes.

"We haven't seen each other for several years, but this time I have repaid you for all the life-saving grace you gave me. We owe each other nothing." The pretty female cultivator teased with an extremely sincere and naughty smile on her face.