After recognizing the origin of the young monk Yanchen, the elders of the Demon Sect dispersed without thinking about anything. --
It seemed that he was determined and no longer wanted to fight with this person.
With the young monk's body skills and his terrifying sword skills, it was completely impossible to besiege him.
The only will of the Holy Lord that could bring victory was mostly offset by the Buddha's power on him, giving people the illusion that he couldn't do anything.
Not only did the large number of people not have a positive effect, but it also affected each other and had a negative effect.
Now these demon sect elders have given up the idea of monopolizing Xiao Chen's treasure, and only hope that the king of their own sect will arrive.
Only with the human king's overwhelming strength can he easily control this little monk.
"It turns out there is no one who can fight."
Yan Chen curled his lips, a smile appeared on his face, turned around and jumped towards Xiao Chen.
Look at his handsome features, dressed in monk's robes, his charming eyes have not yet grown, and he looks a little childish.
He is such a little monk, known as the Little Demon Monk with a Silver Sword!
"Hahaha, Brother Xiao, I told you that I am a master, and monks don't tell lies!"
Yanchen held the sword in his hand and passed over many stone pillars. The remaining power on his body was not dissipated, and he landed heavily.
Xiao Chen smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer.
boom!
But suddenly, a change occurred. The moment the young monk landed, the stone pillar beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, and he fell directly towards the abyss.
"Brother, save me!"
Everything happened between Xumi, Xiao Chen and Yan Chen had no time to react.
Anyone, including the Holy Lord, will surely die once they fall.
Thinking about the gravity of the abyss, it is simply not something ordinary people can bear.
Thinking about the many masters who fell down and died without exception, Xiao Chen's face couldn't help but change wildly.
He quickly stood up and jumped to the edge to take a look.
I saw the young monk, struggling to hold on to the gap in the stone pillar with one hand. From time to time, gravel slipped from his side, and there was no echo for a long time.
He tried to use his strength several times to jump up, but it was like he was carrying one mountain after another on his back, making it impossible for him to climb up.
Seeing Xiao Chen's stretched out head, the little monk hurriedly said: "Quick, quick, pull me up, I can't hold it anymore. This place is so weird, the stone pillars have fallen, and I can't use my strength at all."
In the darkness, the little monk's bald head stood out, and the sound was heard one minute ago. Still killing everyone, a minute later, the young monk was in such a mess.
It is true that he was born with a body of bad luck.
Xiao Chen laughed dumbly, stretched out his hand and said: "Come up."
"coming!"
"I go… "
Unexpectedly, as soon as the little monk stretched out his hand, Xiao Chen felt a huge suction force coming from him, so fast that people could not react at all.
His entire body was ripped off by Yan Chen.
boom!
In the midst of lightning and flint, Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed the gap in the stone pillar.
The other hand was firmly grasped by the young monk, and it felt like the entire arm was about to be broken by the suction force of the young monk.
Xiao Chen now felt what Yan Chen had just said.
Falling from a stone pillar is a completely different world, and even one's strength cannot be exerted under the pull of gravity.
Even the true energy cannot be transferred normally, so it can only rely on strength to support it.
If it were normal, Xiao Chen would have to mobilize all his strength by himself.
It should be possible to turn over, but now dragging a young monk is really powerless.
"Brother, please don't let go."
The little monk grabbed Xiao Chen's arm and said with a grimace.
Xiao Chen wanted to be angry, but looking at his face and thinking about his title that scared away everyone, he laughed angrily.
If you want to die, just die. Anyway, if the little monk doesn't come, he will not escape death.
However, it is obvious that he can already escape.
When something like this happens again, it really makes people feel unwilling. No wonder those people want to run away. Who can not be afraid of such a bad luck? Not only opponents will be afraid, but friends will also be afraid.
"Don't worry, I won't let go. Just hang on like this. When you run out of strength, just drop down together."
Xiao Chen smiled slightly helplessly.
Yanchen said depressedly: "Why are you so unlucky? The Holy Lord has to retreat when he sees me, so why..."
Xiao Chen smiled and said: "Stop complaining and think of a solution."
Complaining is never the way to solve problems. In the face of adversity, Xiao Chen was surprised for a moment, and then began to calmly think of various ways to escape.
He kept analyzing how the situation in front of him came about.
When jumping between the stone pillars, there was no such terrible gravity. Why did it feel like two completely different worlds as soon as I landed on the stone pillars.
After much deliberation, there was only one possibility.
In the vast space, many stone pillars may have supported an invisible barrier.
Taking the height of the stone pillar as the critical point, once you cross the stone pillar, you will no longer be affected by the barrier.
In addition to bearing the pressure of the virtual god's power, it will also be affected by the original gravity of this place.
"Brother, I think this may not be gravity. It's the power of the mind. I once heard my master say that Buddha Kasyapa cultivated the power of the mind before he became a Buddha. The power of the heart is boundless and mysterious, and it is not something ordinary people can comprehend."
Xiao Chen said in confusion: "Psychic power?"
In fact, I have long noticed that normal gravity, even if it is terrifying, will not affect the true essence in the human body.
It's not like there is no place for people to show off their abilities.
Furthermore, this place seems to be the heart of the Scarlet Blood King. If it is said that it is the power of the heart, it is really possible.
But what exactly is mental power? Xiao Chen has never heard of it: "Is there a way to crack it?"
"No."
The young monk said simply and directly.
Xiao Chen was speechless. After talking for a long time, it turned out that it was all nonsense.
No, the arm is about to break, and the suction force on the little monk's body is getting stronger and stronger. If he persists, his arm will be torn off at the root sooner or later.
When the time comes, although he can cut off his arm to save himself, the young monk will undoubtedly die.
With his physical body, cultivation, and resources, reattaching an arm is nothing.
Saving yourself with a broken arm is indeed a good way to escape.
"Brother, I'd better let go. It's better for one person to die than two people to die."
The little monk felt Xiao Chen's physical condition, but now he saw it more openly, and felt a little guilty in his heart.
In the end, he was the one who caused trouble for Brother Xiao.
"Need not!"
Xiao Chen let go directly, the little monk exclaimed, and the two of them fell directly.
Like a shot put, the strong wind blew into my ears, falling faster and faster.
The people who were thrown to death were all smashed into a ball of fleshy mud because their bodies were weak.
Maybe you can give your own body a try and take a gamble.
All the bones in his body have been cultivated into primary dragon bones, and the tendons have become dragon tendons. Even though the true energy cannot be mobilized, the energy can surge through the dragon's tendons.
The dragon's battle body unfolded in an instant, and the heavy dragon power filled Xiao Chen's body.
Forming a set of invisible divine dragon armor, protecting his physical body.
After spinning twice and accelerating the fall, Xiao Chen put the little monk on his back.
The sound of wind in the ears became louder and louder, and the air flow was like a knife, blowing on the body, making the person grin in pain.
Unfortunately, speaking now is also a difficult thing.
Bang!
I don't know how much time passed before Xiao Chen's feet landed on the ground. The huge rebound force threw the young monk out on the spot.
Poof, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, and his internal organs were shattered on the spot.
A mouthful of blood, containing some broken liver, fell to the ground.
All over his body and inside his bones, cracks appeared and spread.
Seeing the cracks increasing, the entire body was just a hair away from collapsing and coming to an abrupt end.
The cracks stopped spreading.
"fine."
Xiao Chen let out a long sigh of relief. He had already landed on the ground and his bones were not broken. It was really a blessing in misfortune.
As long as you relax for a moment, the self-healing ability of the Qinglong blood in the bone marrow can take effect. The self-healing ability from the dragon bloodline can be restored very well.
Even if his internal organs are shattered and his soul is shaken, it is only a matter of time before he recovers.
"Hahaha, brother, I'm fine. Nothing happened at all. It's just a little tightness in my chest. It's completely fine."
Before he could say anything, he saw the young monk Yanchen, escaping from death, running toward Xiao Chen in excitement.
Xiao Chen suddenly turned pale with fright, and said quickly: "Don't! Don't! Don't!... Don't come close to me."
Snapped!
But before he finished speaking, the excited little monk placed his hand heavily on Xiao Chen's shoulder.
Click, click, click!
The bones that were just a hair away from collapsing suddenly shattered under the little monk's blow.
The bones all over the body were broken and the keel was damaged.
Xiao Chen spit out a mouthful of blood and passed out from the pain on the spot, losing consciousness.
Before his eyes went dark, he only thought of one sentence, unlucky to death, unlucky can really kill people...
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