Chapter 449 Gambling with one’s body
Leaving the sword monument, he was currently kneeling in the snow.
In front of him lay an ice coffin, and the ice coffin was surrounded by silver-gray mysterious frost.
The coffin surface is surrounded by wisps of intertwined new green vines. There are a few sparsely trembling flowers among the vines, full of vitality and life.
Yun Rong then lay quietly in the ice coffin, holding the Xue Xue Sword in its sheath in his arms, closing his eyes in silence.
The bloody hole on his chest slowly healed in the coldness of Xuan Shuang, and the penetrating wound had formed into pale new skin.
Although the breath is weak, it does not lose its vitality.
At this moment, Ah Luo didn't care whether she was dead or alive. A bone-eroding chill spread from his heart to his whole body.
The man half-kneeling and leaning against the ice coffin was covered in blood, and the blood wounds from the magic gun were deep red and black.
But the bright red that keeps flowing out does not come from there, but from his abdomen where the spiritual roots are stored in the elixir.
The black and red sword robe was blown to pieces by the wind, and the heavy snow could not hide the hideous wound in his abdomen that looked like an animal's tooth!
It’s empty inside!
The spiritual roots that hide a lifetime of cultivation and foundation are no longer inside.
Buried in the snow was a broken-edged dagger stained with blood.
This madman!
He actually dug out his own spiritual roots and turned them into a spiritual spring ice coffin to suppress her last vestige of life.
The bloody and miserable scenes before my eyes! It is impossible to remind anyone of the man who was seriously injured on the sword monument in the middle of the night but was also calm and composed.
Aluo smiled miserably, tonight she reached the top of all living beings and became the only king of the six realms, the final winner.
But suddenly, she realized that she had always been a complete loser!
She walked numbly step by step in front of him, her fingertips tremblingly opened his clothes, and all the divine essence and golden elixir in the red blood hole were broken.
His master has the extremely rare two-scheme spiritual root. The ice spiritual root turned into a spiritual spring and ice coffin, and the wood spiritual root turned into endless vines to keep her alive.
That’s great!
It’s really good!
If she knew that Yun Rong had such weight in his heart, she should have watched her die with her own eyes!
"I also know what kind of saint Master is. He keeps saying that he cares about the common people, but in fact, he is not just a selfish mortal." I don't know what the smile on her face is. Ridicule or misery.
A'luo, who knew his temperament well, never doubted his master's determination and perseverance.
What she never expected was that he would actually dare to ignore the world and sacrifice his own cultivation to choose her.
Don’t he know that he is the only person in the world who can compete with her?
She wouldn’t let go of the things she destroyed with her own hands...how dare he! ! !
Aluo was shaking with hatred. Her unreasonable rage suddenly made her want to destroy everything. She had a crazy look on her face, and her pupils were wandering fiercely in her eye sockets, like a cruel trapped animal in a vicious cage. Circle.
"Do you think she can survive this way? Even if you sacrifice your spiritual roots to protect her life, she will never be able to get out of this ice coffin! Your self-righteousness is just a prison for her!"
His face was cold and pale, his expression was tired, and he pursed his lips tightly, but there was still unstoppable blood flowing from the line of his lips.
It is really painful to dig out the spiritual roots.
His ears were buzzing at the moment. In fact, he couldn't really hear A'luo's roar. He lowered his head and said softly: "There will always be a way."
said After finishing these words, his body suddenly lost support and fell weakly on the ice coffin. A'rao was silent for a long time, looking down at his bloody hands, submerged in the darkness, not knowing what to do.
Fang Geyu originally thought that the female demon king whose emotions were so dangerous would definitely not tolerate Yun Rong.
What is surprising is that she did not take Yun Rong's life again.
In the dark night, she placed her palm on the wound between his abdomen, and the faint aura blooming between her fingers turned out to be the healing technique of Tianxi Sword Sect.
Spiritual power poured in slowly, stopping the bleeding.
A night passed, and he woke up from a heavy and tired dream, lying on the ice coffin and sleeping with Yun Rong.
The first time he woke up, he pressed his forehead against the cold frost coffin, feeling the calm and peaceful atmosphere inside, and his tight shoulders slowly relaxed a little.
Aluo, who stood in the thin and pale daylight, did not look back at him, but held her hands behind her back, her fingertips curled up and pale.
"Master, the game between you and me is not over yet, and you have personally destroyed your cultivation. Tell me, who should I look for for fun now?"
The wind and snow blew her belt, and the old red rope wrapped around her wrist was severely worn and finally broke, and was carried away to the distant mountains by the wind and snow.
Her eyes gradually drifted away, looking at the endless mountains and rivers, and suddenly smiled and said: "Master, are you planning to go to the top of Kunlun to find the legendary pure pool to heal her injuries?"
He did not speak. .
Arao finally turned around from the sky. Under the backlight, her face was a little blurry, and behind her was a gray sun.
"Master, you should be glad that I still have some interest in you. Since you are so cruel and ruthless to me, if you don't go, you will risk yourself to make an agreement with me.
If you really use this mortal body to climb the Tianshan Sea Tower in the outer realm, the grievances between you and me will be wiped out. I can also give you Yun Rong's life, but if you fail to reach Kunlun successfully Mountain..."
"Then you." She spoke clearly and clearly: "You will voluntarily become my prisoner for eternity. Life and death are not yours, and pain is not yours. The person who has the right to kill you and make you feel hurt will only be Me.”
In today’s world, demons and demons are making their way, and all ghosts are traveling together.
Not to mention mortals with no cultivation, even immortals with superb Taoism may not be able to survive peacefully in this troubled world.
Crossing these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to find the unavoidable mountains and seas is simply a wishful thinking.
The Pure Ruins of Kunlun do not exist in the Six Realms, and even the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan has fallen into this chaos, but only Kunlun, in that ethereal and unknowable place, cannot be touched.
How can a sword master with a broken spiritual root and become a mortal find the real Kunlun in a place where neither the immortals nor the demons in troubled times can find it.
This bet was extremely unfair.
But he said: "Okay."
The pictures in the future quickly flipped and finally settled into sporadic pictures.
Fang Geyu saw that man in troubled times, holding a broken sword and dragging an ice coffin, through the bottom of mountain streams and valleys, and across the quicksand. Needless to say, there were countless hardships.
The world where demons are rampant is not peaceful. Every time he absorbs spiritual power into his body and repels the demons, the wound in his abdomen will always burst open after the battle because he has no spiritual roots to store the spiritual power.
This is a desperate trip with no way out whether you are tired or not.
(End of this chapter)