I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

Click, click, click!

It wasn't long before he finished speaking.

The flying boat spun around, and suddenly the center of the hull could not withstand the huge force and broke.

The howling spiritual power storm tore open a gap, and the flying boat was dismantled like a toy by this immeasurable force.

"Ah!~"

Several female cultivators were frightened and screamed loudly.

But it didn't take long before their screams stopped.

A huge monster opened its bloody mouth.

In the turbulence of spiritual energy, the monks' ability to cast spells was greatly disturbed.

The lowest level of cultivation among them was at the Jindan stage, but in this turbulence, they were unable to fly.

Worst of all, they seemed to be the prey.

Chapter 128: Traveling with Dongfang Jingrou [Part 2]

The flying boat completely disintegrated under the coordinated attack of the spiritual power storm and the giant creature.

They were at high altitude at this time.

They were in the area of ​​spiritual storm again. They could not fly or use magic weapons, and became lambs to be slaughtered.

Zhao Kangping looked closely and saw the huge figure in the air.

It was a huge creature with two horns on its head. Its body was very strong, with a trunk like a large cat, but a beak like an eagle. It had a pair of huge wings on its back, which flapped like a storm.

This beast probably has the bloodline of the ancient ferocious beast Gu Diao, but it should not be a purebred Gu Diao.

Because its eyes were full of the ferocity of a wild beast, and it lacked the spirituality that an ancient ferocious beast should have.

"Hurry up, let's stop it."

A man's voice came into Zhao Kangping's mind.

Then he saw the three swordsmen in the team draw their swords.

The spiritual power storm had slightly less impact on the sword cultivators, so they had no choice but to step forward.

The three people leaped back and forth on the fragments of the falling flying boat, each using their killing moves to fight the monster that was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The rest of us can only hope for the best.

Just as Zhao Kangping was falling, he was caught in a gust of wind and was blown dizzy.

Then he fell from a great height in a daze and landed on a hillside, with his head bruised and his brains almost popped out.

Fortunately, he is already a mature Nascent Soul cultivator.

Although there are many dislocated bones and comminuted fractures in the body, it is not a big deal as long as the person is not dead.

He felt that his left leg had completely lost all feeling.

Click!

The bone realignment brought severe pain, but he refused to make a sound.

The Thunder Casting Body Refining Method gave his body a strong recovery ability. Those serious injuries that could cause paralysis to ordinary people were actually no different from scratches to him.

He was gasping for breath, his body in so much pain that he couldn't even get up.

"Fuck!" He spat out, suppressing the pain.

Maybe I didn’t check the almanac before going out today, so I encountered such a bad thing.

He continued to lie on the ground, his body was in great pain, and it would be more comfortable if he didn't move.

"Ah!~"

He had been lying there for less than ten breaths when he heard a terrified woman screaming and falling from the sky.

It was as if a woman fell from the sky.

Then he saw a man rolling down the hillside.

The figure was getting closer and closer. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Miss Dongfang, the Holy Lord's secretary!

Wait, she's rolling this way.

Zhao Kangping forced himself to twist his joints, trying to crawl away a little to avoid being hit by Dongfang Jingrou who was rolling at high speed.

The injuries on his body were quite serious, and he struggled to crawl. Just as he crawled a little distance, his bones began to creak.

Finally, when Dongfang Jingrou was still more than ten feet away from him, he climbed out of the straight path she had rolled down.

He couldn't crawl anymore and lay weakly on the ground.

I shouldn't be hit by her this time.

However, as expected, the accident still happened.

While rolling, Dongfang Jingrou happened to hit a rock, and then her rolling trajectory changed.

It was this small change that caused her to shift direction, and then...

Click!

"what!"

With a series of crisp sounds of bones, Mr. Zhao endured an unbearable weight and fainted from the pain in an instant.

About a quarter of an hour later, Dongfang Jingrou woke up from the nightmare.

She had that dream again.

The nightmare that had haunted her for years.

In her dream, she returned to the night that changed her destiny.

She was born into a well-off monastic family.

Although by her father's generation, the family had fallen into poverty due to some changes.

But their small family has no worries about food and clothing.

His father was a foundation-building cultivator and an inconspicuous inner disciple of Wanghe Sect, a vassal sect of Ziyang Holy Land, while his mother was just a servant in that sect.

She is not the only child in the family; she has an older brother.

My brother’s aptitude for cultivation was neither good nor bad, and he later joined the Wanghe Sect.

Later, his brother was sent to a certain demon sect as an undercover agent. Because of this, their family received a lot of rewards and their financial situation improved.

If they continue like this, their family will probably be successful one day.

However, they did not live to see that day.

What they really waited for was that his brother's undercover identity was discovered, and he revealed a lot of sect intelligence under torture.

Because of this reason, their sect was almost wiped out in an operation.

Then their house was raided, and their parents were implicated and thrown into prison.

She was only eight years old that year. Due to her young age, she escaped the disaster, but was also demoted to a servant in Wanghe Sect.

The nightmare she just had was the day when their house was ransacked when she was eight years old.

She dreamed that many unfamiliar adults came to their house, stole valuables one by one, took away boxes of spirit stones, and looted the house.

She even watched helplessly as her parents were shackled and taken away.

But she couldn't do anything.

No matter how loud she cried, it wouldn't change anything.

"Father, mother..."

Dongfang Jingrou thought of her parents again, and tears flowed unconsciously.

"Butler Dongfang, can you please get off me before you cry?" Suddenly an untimely voice broke the sad atmosphere.

She quickly wiped away her tears and stood up in a hurry.

"hiss!"

When she got up, she moved too violently and injured the wounds on her body.

He stumbled and almost fell.

At this time, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were dirty from falling, and there were holes in many places.

Looking miserable.

Zhao Kangping felt that he was innocent. He had clearly crawled away, but he didn't expect her to turn around.

What a mess.

The woman was still glaring at him fiercely, as if she had suffered some serious injustice. She said, "Did you hear anything just now?"

"No, nothing?" Zhao Kangping said against his will.

He knew that what she was talking about was whether he had heard her talking in her sleep.

Nothing more than that.

"Don't take my things."

"Don't fall."

"Woo woo woo, Daddy, where are you?"

"Don't arrest my dad, you bad guy, bad guy."

some type of.

It's not that Mr. Zhao intentionally went to listen. It was just that you shouted too loudly and woke me up.

"Look into my eyes and talk to me. Are you really not hearing me?" Dongfang Jingrou is a smart person. She understands some micro-expressions.

"If there is no, then there is no. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Zhao Kangping turned his head away and evaded the question.

Dongfang Jingrou could tell at once that he was lying so obviously.

But when she tried to circulate her spiritual power, she found that the spiritual veins in her body were obviously blocked.

"What's going on here? When I use my spiritual power, my whole body hurts so much."

Just now, Dongfang Jingrou was angry with this man and wanted to teach him a lesson, but it hurt too much, so she gave up.

She felt like her whole body was falling apart after the fall, and now she was enduring the pain of her spiritual veins being torn apart, which was a bit unbearable for her.

Although it has not reached the level of completely prohibiting spiritual power, it has undoubtedly reduced her combat effectiveness.

"Do you still want to use force, Chief Steward Dongfang? I think you should save your energy and think about how to get out first."

"Then I really want to thank Palace Master Zhao Qian for his kind reminder."

"hehe."

This name sounded awkward, and Dongfang Jingrou also felt awkward saying it. She thought for a moment and said, "How about I call you Fellow Daoist?"

This was probably the most catchy name she could find.

Zhao Kangping did not comment on this.

"Friend Zhao, what do you think is going on here?"

Zhao Kangping looked at the nearby terrain and said, "Perhaps for some reason, the formation here was destroyed, and by accident, this area has become a new formation. You've seen its function, but we can't use it as it is now."

The entire Trial Valley is a huge man-made secret realm, and every landscape here is man-made.

"We must find the damaged nodes of the formation and repair them. However, it is easier said than done. Repairing it requires a lot of materials. Those formation materials are with the inner disciples who accompanied us. We must find them first."

"Damn it, my storage ring won't open. Probably not just the storage ring, but all the magical instruments and treasures that require spiritual power to operate can't be used normally."

The situation was a bit bad. He actually encountered this familiar domestic plot one day.

Dongfang Jingrou also checked her storage ring and found that it could not be opened.