Chapter 423 The Pure Land at the Apex of the Heart
Fang Geyu's body, which was flowing down the sea of fire, finally changed its direction. The timing was abnormally precise, just as the big snake breathed out again.
A wave of fire like a volcano erupted, and Fang Geyu's blood and bones were once again annihilated into ashes in the wave of fire.
There was only one heart left, which was beaten deeper into the dragon's belly by the wave of fire.
Si Fangjin is still emitting a bright white light tirelessly. In the long process, Fang Geyu's body is reunited and repaired bit by bit.
She slowly woke up in intense pain.
The air around him was fresh and slightly cool, not even half hot and burning. With the gentle frosty wind that cooled his body, Fang Geyu's burning pain was slightly relieved.
She slowly stood up on her knees while holding the sword, looking expressionlessly at the shallow barrier in front of her that had been broken by the Shifang Sword and was slowly being repaired. The turbid and burning breath from the outside world was not there. Half a minute into it.
She let out a sigh.
Who would have thought that such a small, peaceful and quiet space could be hidden in the belly of the big snake.
The spiritual power here is very abundant, no less than a spiritual mountain that can establish a sect. The spiritual power is so rich that it turns into a substantial radiance visible to the naked eye, clean and clear, soaked with the heartbeat in the darkness.
The will of the evil god in the sword did not disappear, but she fell into silence for a long time.
Fang Geyu weighed the sword in his hand provocatively, and the corners of his mouth curled up contemptuously: "Didn't you talk a lot just now?"
"It's really hard to understand. "The voice sounded again, with a deep and uncertain tone: "Being burned by the fire, endless reincarnation. Under the pain of death, you are still able to calmly analyze the current situation and find such a way out for yourself."
Fang Geyu sneered and slowly raised his arms, those rich spiritual powers glowing like fireflies. It slowly fell on her soft pink skin, gently infiltrating her body.
The exhausted spiritual veins in the body merged into the gurgling spiritual power, and the hot and reddish skin slowly cooled down.
The girl's skin returned to an alluring, delicate white color, her dark pupils were scorching bright, and her eyes were filled with spiritual brilliance, like a new flower blooming.
"It is not our style to wait for misfortune to be favored. Since we are still alive, we have to do something."
Fang Geyu smiled slightly and looked down at his feet. The flowing bright red liquid made me realize that this small space was like a shallow pool of blood.
The bright red liquid is naturally blood. It can only immerse the girl's young ankles. The blood is not sticky, but as smooth as clear water. Fang Ge Yubing stands in the blood pool. I won't find it disgusting with blood.
On the contrary, I feel extremely clear and clean.
The cool blood flows across the toes, giving people a strangely gentle feeling.
Unlike the violent dragon breath that destroys everything outside the barrier, this blood pool makes people feel at ease, as if it is silently guarded by a force.
Fang Geyu held up a palmful of blood and sniffed it carefully. The smell of the blood was warm and fresh, full of vigor and vitality. It didn't look like old blood at all.
"This is the blood of the Dragon Clan." The ten-directional sword swirled in the palm of his hand, and once again transformed into a snow-clothed figure. The evil woman lowered her golden eyes and looked at the pool of blood, her eyes faintly amazed.
"It's just that I have never seen a dragon whose heart is so gentle and clean."
The dragons are cruel by nature, born to be kings, and like to kill and fight.
She has dug out the hearts of countless dragons, and the precious blood hidden in those hearts is undoubtedly majestic, domineering, lonely and proud.
The Dragon Clan is better at destruction than protection.
The dragon's blood, as bright as rubies, flowed from Fang Geyu's fingers: "So, I fell into the heart of the big snake."
The big snake did not hesitate to turn his heart into a small space, hiding a touch of clean and bright red blood at the tip of his heart. Everywhere here is filled with the aura of protection.
So naturally, the big snake hides secrets that no one knows.
Fang Geyu's eyes suddenly moved and he saw a dragon bone altar in the center of the blood pool, with a corpse lying on the altar. The altar was not high, just enough for the bones to be soaked in blood.
Orochi's blood was so clean that it was pure. This corpse had been soaked in water for an unknown number of years, but the white bones were still as good as new, and even had a jade-like color.
A palm-sized heart hangs between the brows of the skeleton.
That is the heart of the big snake. Different from its huge and terrifying body, this heart is very small. I don’t know how many years it has been guarding here, but it has been worn down to look like this. It has exhausted all its fresh energy. The divine palace that repairs this corpse.
The soul has been destroyed, and the divine palace has perished.
This move is nothing more than a useless effort, it only consumes the energy of pure energy.
Standing alone in the long sea of bronze, I am not curious as to why the big snake lost its mind here and turned into a catastrophic beast.
Carry it with bones, protect it with blood, and protect it with your heart.
It can be seen that as a dragon, Orochi has given all his pride to this nameless corpse.
The big snake has lost its divinity, but it has left a square inch of pure land.
White bones soaked in a pool of blood can be so poignant.
Fang Geyu was moved and couldn't help but think of a sentence.
All things have spirits, and life is dependent on each other.
Fang Geyu looked at the corpse again and saw that it seemed to be that of an adult human man. The body had decayed and only the white bones remained.
What surprised her was that the clothes on this white skeleton turned out to be the clothes of a monk in the world.
It would not have surprised Fang Geyu if she was dressed normally, but she recognized the origin of the clothing.
The black and red sword robe, with the mountains, rivers, sun and moon embroidered on the chest, the dark night unicorn, and the white feather wrapped around the white bone fingertips, is none other than Gong Yu, the supreme status symbol of the Tianxi Sword Sect!
This person is actually the leader of the Tianxi Sword Sect?
Fang Geyu would naturally not think that this person was the current sword master, Young Master Yu.
Master Yu is the 18th master of the Tianxi Sword Sect. He is still in the world and has not yet emerged. This Gong Yu is also a personal belonging of the previous sect masters. When he passed away, Gong Yu He will be buried with his master.
Fang Geyu didn’t know which generation of sect leader this person was, but what made her heart stirred up a storm.
The legendary disaster snake is so closely related to the Tianxi Sword Sect!
Why had she never heard of rumors that the Tianxi Sword Sect had raised dragons?
If this news were released to the world, the whole world would be shocked.
Fang Geyu took a deep breath and forced down the turbulent emotions in his heart.
At this time, the evil god's bewitching voice sounded again: "The blood of the Dragon Clan, a divine object that is hard to find for thousands of years, has the ability to temper the body. If you absorb the blood of this place, your body will be comparable to that of a god. No longer afraid of the pain of burning fire from the outside world.”
< br>Fang Geyu snorted coldly, flicked the sword hard with his fingers, and said: "What you said is really below the standard. So what if you are not afraid of being burned by fire? What if your body can be called a god? I can't penetrate it." The scales of the big snake don’t seal the dragon’s belly forever.”
She has no connection with the big snake, but she is also moved by its obsession to stay alone for the rest of its life.
Such a noble creature does not hesitate to become a monster, but also wants to leave a clean bright red for a soulless body.
Why should she dirty this blood for her own selfish reasons?
The spirit transformed the body, but polluted the heart.
She can't do such disgusting things to herself.
(End of this chapter)