flying sword

Chapter 45 Dan Cheng
But he soon discovered that the aura that swallowed up the dead energy immediately weakened a lot. The matter has come to this point, and he has no other choice. He can only watch the aura in his body become weaker and weaker with heartache.

"Sword Soul, how do you feel now?"

"Master, I'm about to die. The light of death has swallowed too much. My aura of life is almost exhausted. I'm going to sleep soon." The sword soul's voice was intermittent, as if it would fall into a complete sleep the next moment.

Now most of Xin Jiuli's body has returned to normal, only the hair has not recovered from the whiteness.

He thought for a while and said, "Sword Soul, you don't need to absorb any more, I'm fine, you should quickly digest this dead energy."

This sword soul is of great use to him, not to mention anything else, just the fact that the sword soul's aura of life can restore his injuries is enough for him to covet.

"Yes master, there is not much death energy left, you should be able to refine it, I will resist that death energy first."

As soon as the words were finished, the breath in the body retreated back to the vicinity of the dantian in an instant, and the blood-red long sword condensed again. Faint black light.

Xin Jiuli guessed that these black lights might be the so-called dead energy.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood in his body. In shock, he hurriedly looked inside, and found that the black light started to riot at this moment, as if he felt the danger of the sword soul, and was doing the final Efforts to break through the confinement.

But as soon as the black light left, it was immediately pulled back by a touch of red light, and although there were still black lights trying to escape, they were all pulled back with the same ending.

After staring inside for a quarter of an hour, the black light gradually became dull, but these black lights were obviously not really subdued. Xin Jiuli could feel that these black lights were gathering towards the surrounding companions at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

When these black lights gather again, it is bound to launch the strongest impact, but according to this speed, it is not known when they gather.

Thinking of this, Xin Jiuli ignored it and withdrew his consciousness from his body.

After taking a deep breath, Xin Jiuli refined the remaining dead energy in his body again according to the method of undead condensing energy, this time his speed was very slow and he was even more careful.

A day later, all the remaining dead energy in his body was refined by him, and his white hair also recovered at this moment.

"This Immortal Qi Condensation Essence is really mysterious."

Xin Jiuli admired this set of exercises secretly. After refining this set of exercises, the dead energy in his body no longer rioted, but stayed docilely near the dantian like vitality.

It has been a day and a half since Xin Jiuli had no time to rest for a while, and immediately absorbed the dead energy around the Dead Sea again, and began to refine it.

With the first experience, this time Xin Jiuli's absorption and refining speed was significantly faster by more than half. After half a day, there was already an apple-sized mass of dead energy in his body.

The whole body of death energy was black, which was exactly the same as the black spots of light emitted by the sword soul. Only at this moment could he be sure that what he had absorbed was indeed death energy.

After having such a large mass of dead energy in his body, Xin Jiuli felt that he had reached a saturated state, and if he forcibly absorbed it, it would be extremely difficult to refine it, so he did not continue to refine it, but It is planned to start to condense the dead pill.

According to the scriptures, it is not difficult to condense the dead pill, as long as the dead energy in the body is mobilized to form a simple pattern according to the method of the scriptures, and finally achieve compatibility and circulation, similar to the container of the sea of ​​​​qi in the dantian.

This seems simple, but Xin Jiuli understands the danger involved.

The destructive power of these dead energy is astonishing. If there is a mistake in the transfer process, the lines will be shattered, the dead energy in the body will inevitably become a mess, and the previous terrifying scene will reappear. Chaotic qi undoubtedly represents death.

Therefore, Xin Jiuli's expression became very serious at the moment. After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't resist the temptation of Death Pill, and decided to take a risk! ! !
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Time passed unknowingly, and more than two days had passed in the blink of an eye. Su Ziyu, who was outside the Dead Sea, was walking around in place at this moment, extremely anxious.

"Brother, why did you go in for so long? It's been two days."

He has entered the Dead Sea once, and he still has a deep memory of the danger in it. The dead air seems to be alive, and it is very difficult to control. If he hadn't been firm in his mind and supported it forcefully, I can't imagine what terrible things would happen. matter.

Not only that, but many disciples had entered the underworld before him, and among those who entered, no more than one in [-] survived.

The Dead Sea is not only a name, but also represents the breath of death.

Although he admires Xin Jiuli's strength, he has no confidence in whether Xin Jiuli can really persevere.

"If you don't come out after another hour, I have no choice but to go in."

Su Ziyu muttered to himself, his face became more anxious, Xin Jiuli was someone he valued very much, and he didn't know why he believed Xin Jiuli so much.

He knows that some people are born to think that a certain person is extraordinary, and only he can feel the extraordinary aura exuding it.

He thought it was a little ridiculous.

But he would rather believe that he misjudged the person than Xin Jiuli would die like this.

Time passed bit by bit, Su Ziyu couldn't wait any longer, he pushed the stone door open.

"Booming..." A gust of strong wind blew out from inside crazily, and Su Ziyu was blown away more than ten meters away and hit a stone pillar before stopping.

He struggled to support his aching body, looked towards the Dead Sea, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely wonderful.

I saw a naked upper body in the blood pool, with strange blood dragon tattoos on the surface of the body, emitting a dazzling light at this moment.

There is no doubt that this is Xin Jiuli.

Su Ziyu once saw Xin Jiuli's body by chance, so he naturally knew that there was no blood dragon on his upper body. At this moment, he immediately thought of a certain possibility, and exclaimed:

"It turns out that the death pill was really condensed, and it is the highest quality Babu Futu pill in the scriptures!"

(End of this chapter)