Sun's journey to immortality

The remaining part formed a fiery red shield in front of him, and waves of scorching heat burned in. A large number of ice needles melted into waves of white air before they even got close, which was really majestic.

"Boom boom" The twelve fire beads hidden in the belly of the fire dragon rushed up and collided directly with the double-headed iron chain hammer after they urgently needed to complete enough power.

The fire beads won in large numbers, and each one contained considerable power and could also withstand greater pressure. The double-headed iron chain hammer was a second-level middle-grade product, and won in terms of its own quality. In a sense, they were both good.

This collision was evenly matched, with no winner or loser. In the case of a slightly inferior cultivation, they continued to resist the opponent's attack head-on and completely interrupted his plan to break through.

With the return of Yang Tianpu, a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, and the other two mid-stage foundation-building cultivators, the outcome of this battle has been basically determined.

There is no doubt that Sun Mingsheng played an undoubted role in the confrontation with this unknown mid-stage foundation-building cultivator, and he made considerable efforts for the final victory of this battle.

In addition to the credit for controlling the black-striped ants to kill the phantom butterfly in the previous battle, he can at least get one merit point. Of course, he will be ranked last in the distribution of other spoils.

"Since you want my life, let's go together today." Seeing that there was no hope of breaking through, this cultivator was also quite brave. The mana in his dantian reversed, and his body swelled rapidly like an inflated balloon. His face was full of pain, and his eyes were full of madness.

"Self-explosion, be careful." Yang Tianpu had the highest cultivation level and was well-informed as he came from the Beast Taming Sect. Seeing this scene, his face suddenly changed, and he no longer cared about the other cultivators in the team, and turned into a stream of light and retreated.

His own strength was the highest in the entire patrol team. He was also not in the core position of the encirclement, and he was also the fastest to react, and the distance he pulled away was naturally the farthest.

The seven monks at the core of the encirclement were in a more miserable state, especially Sun Mingsheng, who was the focus of the monk's attack before his death. Before the self-destruction, he relied on the clarity of mind behind the spiritual platform to quickly move forward.

"Boom boom" With a loud earth-shaking sound, Sun Mingsheng flew back like a balloon that had lost control, spraying blood.

The self-destruction of a monk is equivalent to a strong compression of the mana of the whole body. Combined with the strength of the physical body, it can burst out a force higher than the level of its own cultivation at this moment.

This means that before the fall, the attack of this mid-stage foundation building monk is equivalent to the full-strength attack of the peak monk in the late stage of foundation building.

As the bearer of this attack force, Sun Mingsheng, even though he has made some preparations, is still far from enough to resist. This is caused by the essential gap in cultivation.

Of course, the use of such an extreme method also costs a great price for the monk himself. Not only will he die on the spot, but even his soul will be severely damaged and return to the world without leaving any trace.

After the afterglow of the explosion completely disappeared, a huge pit appeared on the barren desert, with patches of black and red soaking into the surrounding sand, and a faint smell of burning could not be completely dissipated.

The body of the mid-stage foundation-building cultivator had long disappeared without a trace in the explosion, leaving no trace except for the mess, and even his storage bag was reduced to ashes in the explosion.

After paying a heavy price in this battle, the entire patrol team did not gain anything. As for the reward of two merit points, it was naturally impossible to exchange them because the enemy's head disappeared.

Originally, there were ten cultivators in the team. Three of them were seriously injured and lay motionless in the desert. It was obvious that they could not recover in a short time. The remaining seven cultivators were also injured, with varying degrees of severity, and they also needed a period of rest.

This extremely tragic scene was not common in the battle between the two sides. After a long time, the monks just recovered from the tragedy that had just disappeared, and began to provide some necessary treatment to the three seriously injured patrol team members in a hurry.

"There are also brave men among the family monks. The courage of the Sun family is engraved in my mind and is deeply impressed." Yang Tianpu sighed from the bottom of his heart after forcibly feeding some second-level spiritual water specially used to treat injuries.

The amount of these spiritual waters is not large, and they are not pure spiritual water. They are based on spiritual water and mixed with some spiritual medicine essences. They are most suitable for treating some monks who are seriously injured and dying.

From the perspective of efficacy alone, it may not have too outstanding performance, but it is better in that the efficacy is long-lasting, continuous, and sustainable for the monks' injuries. The efficacy is mild and will not cause greater damage to the monks' injuries.

After all, for most monks, when they are in a dying state, they need to pay more attention to the problem of being unable to be supplemented. This special spiritual liquid can perfectly solve this problem.

As long as the vitality of the monks can be maintained, they only need enough time to rely on their own needs and conduct a deep self-cultivation and rest.

Half a day later, the news that Yang Tianpu's team was ambushed and suffered heavy casualties due to the self-explosion of a monk had spread one after another.

Because of Sun Mingsheng's outstanding performance in the battle, he was commended by the Golden elixir monk who led the team of Yushoumen. He was specially rewarded with a full standard gourd spirit liquid to assist in healing, and was also given a second-level high-grade medicine specifically for healing. Fu Sheng Ling Dan.

It is a bit exaggerated to describe the effect of this elixir in terms of human flesh and white bones, but the effect on most injuries is still excellent.

As long as Sun Mingsheng has some consciousness and can actively use his spiritual power to refine it, it will be able to play its due role. While healing his injuries, it may also be possible to make up for the excessive consumption of the original power during the battle.

Sun Mingsheng, who suffered a serious injury, was naturally placed in a cave with abundant spiritual power. He used the rich spiritual power here to conduct self-regulation and fell into a state of deep recuperation.

The rich spiritual power in the temporary cave wrapped it up layer by layer, and suddenly it looked like a layer of snow-white fluff covering it, with traces of fluff actively digging into the depths of his body. On the surface it seems quite strange.

Whenever a ray of spiritual power penetrates into the physical body, Sun Mingsheng, who is in a coma, can't help but frown on his face, which is obviously caused by the pain it brings.

Although Sun Mingsheng is now in a deep coma due to his injuries, his instinct as a monk is still firmly there.

Whenever a trace of spiritual power automatically enters the body, the remaining instinct in the Dantian will subconsciously set off active refining again and again, although each time it ends in failure.