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Chapter 294 Spring of Life, Shou Yuan Skyrocketed! (seeking subscription and monthly ticket)
"Save me, save me!"

In the mysterious space, bones are everywhere, and the power of death is lingering, plundering life, and reincarnating after death.

As soon as Fang Xiu's feet hit the ground, he was completely overwhelmed by a force full of death.

An invisible strange aura wrapped around every inch of his body, greedily absorbing the essence of life in Fang Xiu's body.

Every moment and every second, his originally exuberant vitality was rapidly disappearing.

In the character interface of the system, the longevity is also decreasing at a rapid rate.

A withered hand that seemed to have nothing left but Lao Pi struggled feebly in mid-air, trying to grab Fang Xiu's ankle.

He looked down and found that Xu Youming and others who had entered the second portal not long ago were all prostrate not far away.

In less than three hours, their appearance had already changed drastically.

They all grow from young to old, their skin is dry and loose, their muscles are as loose as cotton wool, and even raising their arms, they have to exhaust a small amount of physical strength.

"Save me!"

Xu Youming groaned weakly, he looked up at Fang Xiu, his chapped lips opened and closed, and he wanted to say something else.

But when the last ray of vitality was stripped from his body, Xu Youming's head fell to the ground weakly. When it hit the ground, the loose skull immediately shattered, making a piercing sound.

"Ancient relics and treasure inheritance are just adventures of the protagonist, but for dragons, they have always been disasters and perdition!"

Fang Xiu shook his head: "In the next life, play a supporting role first, and then think about adventures and treasures!"

I looked away again.

In sight, hundreds of meters behind, more than a dozen figures are walking slowly towards the small tree and spring in the center of the space.

It was the reincarnated immortals who retreated into the No. [-] portal tens of seconds earlier than Zou Yan.

Although from the perspective of our backs, we didn't see the scene of Zou Yanshun's exhaustion of life, but every time we took a step back, our backs would be slightly bent, and our hair would gradually become dry and gray.

"The place of extreme death and reincarnation, meaningless!"

Tian Heng has no understanding, after the aura has not dissipated, there should be a wonderland outside.

All the creatures that retreat into that area will be sucked by the strange power shrouded in that area, and will gather in a spring in the center.

Although the giant tree next to the spring looks like it can block out the sky, it should be just a special tree species that happened to fall by the spring.

Otherwise, in the case of absorbing spring water, it will only grow huge, but whether it has turned into a spiritual plant or not, even complex alienation has not occurred.

"That space should be similar to the existence of the great world in the world, but the breath of the seven elements is cut off, and whether it has turned into a real paradise!"

Tianheng stepped backwards, and I stepped forward, and I could clearly feel that the speed of my life force has obviously increased a lot.

If Fang Xiu had a few minutes passing by in one second, then it would be more than ten minutes now.

"There is a scripture of origin!"

Tianheng Qi Dao Jing, the spiritual power in the body surges, forming a series of tangible spiritual power ripples around the body, trying to resist the plunder of my life force by the dead breath.

But the effect is minimal.

"It seems that we can only rely on God-level Xu Youming!"

Tianheng exchanged a bottle of god-level Xu Youming from the system mall for refining in his body to supplement the consumption of vitality. He stopped on his feet and rushed towards the center of the space.

Very slowly, he caught up with PY Shouyuan and others.

"Are you crazy, running so slowly?"

"Which era is the eldest son a reincarnated immortal? Why does he have no common sense? It's really a running competition. The slower you run, the better you will win the prize?"

"The breath of death is like water. The smaller the force given to it, the stronger the force will be returned. Only by maintaining a steady and appropriate speed, the life force will be lost the fastest!"

More than a dozen reincarnated immortals saw Tianheng chasing slowly, but they didn't feel the pressure and sense of urgency, but secretly laughed.

If we are willing, the speed of rushing is dozens or hundreds of times slower than Zou Yan.

But if you do this, you are afraid that your body will be weathered into ashes the moment you rush to the spring.

"The power of the breath of death is so weak, it's no wonder that Lao Bingyi and An Mochou would take the risk of setting up a blood demon millstone array to absorb the essence of flesh and blood of the immigrants in the whole city!"

Zou Yan surpassed everyone, the slower I ran, the slower the life force in my body passed.

Although I am constantly swallowing and refining god-level Zou Yanshun, Zou Yanshun's effect is less on healing and recovery. The supplement of vitality and Fang Xiu has unlimited effects, at least it can only delay [-]% of the effect.

In just eight or seven minutes, the value of Fang Xiu in the character interface of the system was reduced from 7 years to 400 Fang Xiu.

At this time, I am not one-eighth of the distance from the center.

"Yes, you can go backwards!",

"Your Fang Xiu has basically gone half the distance, and that time he was underestimated!"

"Let's retreat, there is no portal in front of the diagonal, maybe you can go back, you go here first!"

"PY Immortal Venerable, he has the lowest Taoism attainment among you, I hope he will give you a few sips before he gets the spring water, as long as you can restore the original Zou Yan, I will be grateful!"

In front of Zou Yan, more than a dozen immortals walked one-eighth of the distance, and they realized that the matter was wonderful. Although they were extremely happy, they could only regret it.

The fountain of life is precious, but life is more important.

We evacuated towards the front, and looked at Tianheng, full of shock and relief.

Abnormally, even for a monk at the peak of Foundation Establishment, Fang Xiu is only between 1000 and [-] years old.

According to Zou Yan's running speed, his vitality might have been exhausted long ago.

But until now, Tianheng, who is only one-seventh away from the spring of life, is still walking like flying, showing a little bit of life.

Could it be that the dead breath outside is completely effective for me?
What a freak!

"That big guy is so right!"

PY Shouyuan has already walked half of the distance at this time. My pace is slow or fast. Every time I take a step, there is no eight-color lotus flower on my feet.

The deathly silence that Tian Heng could not resist, under PY Zou Yan's body, did not seem to have played a very small role.

PY Zou Yan looked at Tian Heng who had already reached the edge of the spring, and frowned. With my knowledge of 1000 years later, I wondered how Tian Heng did it.

"That is the fountain of life!"

Tianheng's body was like lightning, and I rushed into the spring within eight meters. When the mist in the air shrouded my body, the dead breath wrapped around my body dissipated instantly.

Fang Xiu, who had been reduced to 800 years, only stopped adding, and even grew again at a rapid speed.

Tianheng walked to the distance of the spring, put his hand into the half-meter big spring, and took a heavy drink with his palm.

The moment the clear and sweet spring water touched his lips, Tianheng's Fang Xiu grew violently.

(End of this chapter)