The next day, in the middle of the woods, under a big tree, the branches covered there suddenly began to tremble slightly. Immediately, the whole body was snow-white, and the little white tiger with wings on its back climbed out of the tree hole covered by the branches. A pair of bright and pure eyes looked around curiously, and the sound of "woo woo woo" kept coming out of his mouth.
The little white tiger's little tiger head looked around, barked there for a long time, and finally sniffed around with its nose, and then left here, and the direction it left was exactly the direction Jian Chen was walking.
The little white tiger is still very young, and its short limbs cannot even support its body to run on the ground. It only takes one step at a time, rolling and crawling, advancing at a very slow speed.
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After an unknown amount of time, his consciousness finally woke up from the chaotic state. Jian Chen opened his eyes with some difficulty. The first thing he saw was a wooden roof. Although it was a little old, it was cleaned. 's clean.
Suddenly, a splitting headache suddenly attacked Jian Chen's brain, causing Jian Chen to uncontrollably let out a painful roar. His head hurt so much that his complexion instantly became extremely pale, with no trace of blood on his face. His muscles were constantly in the drawer, and immediately a heavy dizziness came, Jian Chen tilted his head and passed out.
Not long after Jian Chen was in a coma, there was a creaking sound, the wooden door of the wooden house was opened, and a little fat man of about 20 years old with a tiger's head walked in from the outside, he went straight to Jian Chen, looked at Looking at Jian Chen who was in a coma with his eyes closed, he stretched his hand around his head and muttered, "Strange, I clearly heard a voice just now, why hasn't he woken up yet, he's been in a coma for three days." Then, the little fat man left the wooden house.
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The little white tiger kept rolling and crawling in the same direction for three days in a row, and even fell several times when it encountered a steep place. Turned into a gray, covered with mud.
And after three days of hard work, it finally came to the place where Jian Chen and the eight heavenly masters fought.
The little white tiger sniffed the front with his nose, and then made a rapid "woo woo woo" sound in his mouth. He seemed very sad and seemed to be crying, and then he crawled forward with even greater effort, and soon came to a patch of blood-stained red. In front of the earth, the blood here has dried up, leaving a blood-red mark on the ground, and some dried up internal organs remain on the ground.
The little white tiger kept making sounds like sadness, and the little tiger head looked around, and finally sniffed the dried blood on the ground, and then ate the pieces of internal organs on the ground one by one. stand up.
Although the internal organs were already dry, they contained powerful energy. After eating the scraps of internal organs, the little white tiger's limbs seemed to be stronger, and it gradually supported its body to stand upright, and finally even the mouth began to use the naked eye. The visible speed grew a few sharp little tiger teeth.
While the little white tiger swallowed the pieces of internal organs scattered on the ground, he let out a whimper that sounded like sadness. After a while, the small white tiger devoured the pieces of internal organs scattered on the ground.
At this time, although the body of the little white tiger did not undergo any obvious changes, its movements became more agile than before, and its limbs were strong and powerful, and its walking was no longer as difficult as before.
The little white tiger opened its mouth, biting a piece of soil directly from the ground and containing it in its mouth. After a while, it spit out the soil from its mouth, and the soil it spit out has returned to its original color, and the dry blood mixed in the soil has disappeared. not see.
For five full hours, the little white tiger was constantly gnawing at the soil on the ground, sucking the blood in the soil, which contained not only the blood of Jian Chen, but also the blood of the heavenly sage, which contained no weak energy. For the current little white tiger, it is a pretty good supplement.
As more blood was sucked, the little white tiger became stronger, and the teeth that had just grown in its mouth became sharper.
After sucking all the blood contained in the soil, the little white tiger walked around the field with some robust steps, sniffing and sniffing constantly, and finally ran in one direction, and the pair of wings on its back It also stretched out, stirring up and down quickly with its running pace.
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In the coma, Jian Chen's mind kept appearing scene after scene, sometimes he saw a chaotic space, and sometimes he saw a strange gas. Sometimes I saw an old man with white hair and a childish face. Occasionally, I saw a large red cloud floating in the air, constantly descending lightning that could tear space apart. Occasionally, I saw two divine swords, one purple and one green, flying happily in the air like a pair of lovers, emitting happy sword sounds. Occasionally, I saw an old man with a crane-haired face and a young face controlling two swords, one purple and one green, flying in the air, constantly beheading the heads of the demons. Occasionally, I saw two divine swords, one purple and one green, combined in the air, fighting in the endless void with the might of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, destroying the space.
In the end, Jian Chen saw two divine swords, one purple and one green, shattered into pieces all over the sky, and two faint purple-blue rays of light flew out from the inside and disappeared into the ground of a mountain range... .
I don't know how long it took, the sleeping consciousness finally woke up slowly, Jian Chen slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly, a headache hit Jian Chen's brain again, but this time it was lighter than before. It hurt a lot, so Jian Chen endured it for a while, and the pain gradually disappeared.
Jian Chen looked around with a dazed look, and found that he was lying in a small wooden hut at the moment, sleeping on a hard wooden bed, and the ground was a wooden floor with many footprints left on it. , The cabin is not big, the length and width are about two feet, and the furniture inside is also very simple.
"Where is this?" Jian Chen looked around blankly, with a puzzled look on his face. Just as he was about to get up from the bed, a piercing pain came from his body, merciless. Destroying Jian Chen's expression.
The severe pain made Jian Chen uncontrollably let out a muffled groan, his forehead instantly covered with cold sweat, and his face, which had a few traces of ruddy, turned pale due to the ravages of this pain.
Jian Chen clenched his teeth tightly and raised his head with difficulty to see the situation on his body. At this moment, he was stunned. He saw a huge hole with a diameter of 30 centimeters appearing in his chest, which almost broke his chest. Divided into two halves, the whole body became terrible, with dry blood scars and terrifying wounds everywhere, which looked horrifying.
Looking at the situation of his own body, a flood of memories flooded out from Jian Chen's mind, and the scene of the fierce battle with the eight heavenly masters suddenly surfaced in his mind.
"Am I not dead?" Jian Chen's expression was sluggish for a short time, but then he woke up, and his eyes immediately showed a look of ecstasy.
"I'm not dead, I'm not dead, I'm not dead!" Jian Chen couldn't hide the excitement in his expression, his entire body was shaking slightly, but immediately involved the wound on his body, and Jian Chen was in pain for a while. Cracked teeth, miserable.
After half a sound, the severe pain slowly subsided. Jian Chen's whole body seemed to be collapsed, lying on the bed, gasping for breath. When he calmed down, he immediately calmed down and sensed the situation in his body.
The situation in his body appeared in Jian Chen's mind like an incomparably clear picture. Jian Chen's perception was actually dozens of times higher than before, but he didn't have time to feel happy about it, and he didn't even notice his own feelings. The change was immediately stunned by the terrible situation in the body.
The injury in his body was very serious, it was a terrible mess, all the internal organs and various organs disappeared, and even the heart was broken into powder.
This is not the most serious thing. What really makes Jian Chen unacceptable is that the Holy Soldier Qingfeng Sword, which he cultivated for more than ten years, has disappeared from his dantian, and even Ziqing who is entrenched in his dantian has disappeared. The sword spirit also disappeared.
His holy soldiers have been shattered, and there is not even a single bit of it left. The source of strength in his dantian has been lost, and the achievements he has achieved through hard work for more than ten years have been in vain.
Jian Chen was completely stunned. He who lost the Holy Soldier was tantamount to a person who had lost all martial arts. He had changed from a master determined by talent to an ordinary person who did not know any martial arts. Inflicted a heavy blow.
"Could it be that I've already become a cripple?" Jian Chen looked at the roof with a vacant look, but his heart was full of unwillingness, because he still had too many things to do, and to do these things, he had to To have great strength.
"Crench!"
At this moment, the door was opened, and a middle-aged man in very simple clothes walked in from the door. He was about forty years old, and his face was resolute, although he was wearing a coarse cloth embroidered with patches. , but still couldn't hide the extraordinary temperament of the middle-aged man.
"You're awake." The middle-aged man looked at Jian Chen calmly and said.
Jian Chen came back to his senses and looked at the middle-aged man with a dull gaze, and said softly, "Thank you for saving me."
The middle-aged man walked over to Jian Chen and looked at the injuries on his body, and said with a light smile: "Your life is really big, the soul has not dissipated after such a serious injury, if it were someone else, even if it was someone else. It is absolutely impossible for the other party to be a sky sage to survive."
The middle-aged man paused and said, "Your injuries are very bad, and all your internal organs have been destroyed. Unless a high-level Holy Master of Light treats you, otherwise, your injuries will be very difficult to recover."
Jian Chen was silent, and now his mood is very low, the holy soldiers are broken, and the total loss of martial arts has caused a great impact on him.
Looking at Jian Chen's dull eyes, the middle-aged man sighed secretly and said, "Young man, if you want to open up a little bit, and become a cripple who doesn't know martial arts, so what? I lost a lot of wonderful stories, but you will get tired of it sooner or later, so take care of your injuries, and I will ask my father for a bright pill later, because it should help you recover soon."