Wen Xuan was able to remain unbeaten under such circumstances because he came down from the Condensation Yuan period after all. But it is precisely because he just came down from the Primordial Condensation period and still has many habits of the Primal Condensation period. His physical strength and spiritual energy could not keep up, and it gradually became more and more difficult.
For example, he wanted to imitate the way he used flying swords against Luo Qingquan to make the ice blade change from reality to reality when he played against Luo Qingquan before. , but made himself a mess.
After Xue Bing'er also joined in, this difficulty reached its peak. But he was still able to support it with all his strength, and he didn't show it at all.
"Brother Zhao!" Xue Bing'er couldn't help shouting, "Aren't you going to take action yet!"
Those who have not yet entered the battle, except for the disciple of Danxin Bieyuan who manipulated the dome, there is only the Qingyu family member surnamed Zhao.
As for the simple man in the dome, he had already taken out the five or six pieces of armor that Wenxuan had given him, and wrapped himself tightly, while defending against the lightning in the hood, he continued to slash his life inside. The outer membrane, the whole person was so anxious that blue veins burst out from the neck.
"Hey hey, little sister, don't worry, look at your brother's methods." After that Zhao Qingyu clan shouted, he decisively took out a... vulture from the pocket in his waist.
Qingyumen and Ziyulou are in the same line, and they are best at catching and raising all kinds of monsters.
As soon as the vulture was taken out, it was driven by the man surnamed Zhao and flew straight over to peck Wenxuan's eyes. In the end, before Wen Xuankong could take action to deal with it, he heard a sudden yawn, a sudden stop in mid-air, and flew back as if he had escaped, stopping on the shoulder of the Zhao surnamed person and shivering.
The person surnamed Zhao smiled, "I heard that Taoist friend Shuiyunzong Wen is the nemesis of monsters, as expected."
Xue Binger stamped her feet in anger.
The person surnamed Zhao did not feel any shame, and still smiled at the few people in the field, as if the winning ticket was in his hands, and he was confident.
At this time, Jian Yi had stopped the futile hacking. The whole person sat in the hood under the layers of protection, and even closed his eyes after a while. His aura was blocked by the dome, and others didn't know what he was doing, only when he finally gave up. How can you not give up? After all, he is still practicing Qi. The reason why those few people trapped him with this dome was because they were bullying him, after all, they were just practicing qi.
Wenxuan was already at the end of his streak. He still didn't want to give up, and even in this situation, he fought more and more bravely, but instead forced the few people in front of him to retreat by a few points. He wanted to make a path, at least a few more slashes outside the dome. As long as it can be rescued, it will be a chance for the two of them to survive.
But just when he gritted his teeth and was about to fight hard, he stepped into a clump of grass, and suddenly his ankle hurt, as if he had been bitten by something.
The pain was very mild, but Wenxuan had a sudden warning. He hurriedly retreated from the encirclement of these people, raised his trouser legs and saw what he saw made his scalp tingle. I saw a small bloody eye on the ankle, and a black bug was drilling into his body.
"Hey hey hey, hahaha!" The Qingyu family member Zhao surnamed burst into laughter, "You've been recruited, and you've really been recruited!"
Wenxuan clenched his silver teeth and turned the sharp blade in his hand decisively. He resolutely slashed the wound and released a lot of blood. But the black bug had disappeared, and he had no idea where it had gone.
"It's useless!" Zhao surnamed Qingyu sent a whistle, "Unless you cut this leg directly! Oh, by the way, even if you cut this leg directly, it's useless, you might as well just cut the leg directly. Kill yourself with a sword, hahahaha!"
Seeing this, Xue Bing'er also showed a bit of a smile on her face. She also made a gesture to stop the attack of the remaining two people, but instead took two steps back and protected in front of that Zhao Qingyu disciple.
"What exactly is this?" Wen Xuan asked with a dark face.
"Don't worry, you'll find out soon." Zhao Qingyu took out a small box and a dog-shaped monster with a smile. Then he opened the small box, and there was an identical black bug inside.
The corners of the man's mouth were wide, and he was laughing constantly in his throat, obviously thinking of something happy. His gaze stayed on the black worm for a while, then he glanced at Wen Xuan with a smile, and then his gaze fell on the dog-shaped monster again, his eyes shining brightly.
Wenxuan's scalp numbness immediately passed down his back, and he couldn't help feeling chills all over his body. Although he didn't know what was going to happen yet, this intense anxiety had forced him to rush forward, and the sword light poured down like a piece of training.
However, there were a whole three people guarding him in front of him, firmly blocking Wenxuan's offensive, preventing Wenxuan from getting close.
"Fellow Daoist Wen, you should regret it." Xue Bing'er looked grim, "You will regret it soon, you didn't die in our ambush just now."
"Hahahaha!" The Qing Yumen couldn't help but burst into laughter.
He had already squeezed the mouth of the dog-shaped monster with one hand, opened its jaws, and handed the worm into its mouth with the other hand, just about to feed it and swallow it.
"No!" The strong anxiety has made Wen Xuan's heart fall into an ice cave, and the sword light is getting stronger, but he has never been able to break through the siege in front of him, "Stop!"
No one paid attention to his struggle, and everyone was laughing maliciously.
But at this time, a crisp cracking sound suddenly came out, which seemed extremely discordant in these laughter.
"What!" The guy who had been driving Jin Chan's dome suddenly exclaimed.
Before the call came to the ground, a black shadow had already rushed in front of him.
In the current situation, Xue Bing'er and the other three were blocking Wenxuan in front, and the Dan Xin Bieyuan disciple and the Qingyu disciple were behind. When the black shadow rushed, the three of them could not stop it, and the disciple of Dan Xin Bieyuan was also frightened, and only knew to step back.
But Hei Ying didn't care about him at all, and the lightning-fast sword slashed straight at the head of the Qing Yumen.
Of course, the shadow that suddenly rushed over could only be simple. And at the original location of the simple, the pale gold dome has been shattered and turned into pieces of shards and spread on the ground. At this critical moment, he actually broke out of the dome by himself.
But how did he get out? Everyone was unable to turn this corner at once, and couldn't help but feel a little sluggish, and even the siege of Wenxuan was empty for a moment.
The Qingyumen was also terrified by the sudden situation, and he couldn't help loosening his hands, and the dog-shaped monster immediately ran away with a howl.
But the black bug was still in his other hand.
"Junior Brother Jian!" Wen Xuan exclaimed when he saw this scene, "Be careful!"
But it was too late. At the same time as the sword light slashed down, the conditioned reflex in the palm of the Qingyu clan slapped forward, just above the simple neck.
But in an instant, the black bug got in.
"Junior Brother Jian..." Wenxuan couldn't help but take a step back before he was worried.
At this moment, many strange feelings suddenly appeared in his heart. There were many... many emotions that didn't belong to him, many thoughts that didn't belong to him, many things he had never seen before, all suddenly pouring out of his mind.
But those things were too many and too complicated, and they only swept through his heart in a daze, and did not engrave anything in his memory, leaving only a feeling of heart-to-heart connection.
But there was another scene, because it was too strange, Wen Xuan actually remembered it.
It was a square room, and the walls were made of some kind of mud, and it was as smooth as a knife. And every such flat wall was painted surprisingly white. This white room has a window, the style of the window is very strange to Wenxuan, and the same white curtain is hung. White sheets, white bedding, white clothes, white doors, strange bottles hanging by the head of the bed, and some strange instruments ticking around. There is also a strange smell lingering on the tip of the nose, neither fragrant nor stinky, indescribable and difficult to ignore.
This is the most repeated picture among those thoughts that suddenly came from Jian Jian.
Although it is so white, the picture gives the impression that it is not bright and clean, but a little cold and a little desolate.
Wen Xuan wanted to take a closer look at the picture, but this feeling of connection was only for a moment. When he came back to his senses and saw the reality in front of him again, he just took a step back and just stood firm.
Fortunately, the three who were besieging him were also in a kind of stunned state of shock, and did not take advantage of this time to attack him.
As for the three of them, the short Danxin Bieyuan disciple was paralyzed on the ground, almost urinating in fright.
Right in front of this person, Jian Jian raised the knife and fell, a sharp blade that cut iron like mud, and directly chopped off half of the head of the fox-eyed Qingyu clan. The half of his head fell to the side, and he was still bouncing on the ground, spilling red and white things on the ground, which was very disgusting and terrifying.
At this time, Jian Jian was reaching out to touch his neck, his fingertips pressed lightly on the bloody eye bitten by the black bug, and his brows were slightly wrinkled. At the moment just now, he was naturally connected to Wen Xuan's mood, just because he knew Wen Xuan's past, the impact on him was not that great.
Bright red blood dripped from Cheng Liang's blade and condensed into a small pool on the ground. This is no longer the sword in his hand before, but a new one he has put on, the sword that Wenxuan just gave him with his forefoot, the most suitable sword for the foundation-building period.
Jian Yi took his fingertips away from his neck and smiled disdainfully. He just held the bloody sword like that, with angry eyebrows in his eyes, but looked at the remaining few people with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Should I be grateful to you?"
In the desperate situation trapped by the dome, he simply broke the cauldron and made a desperate bet, and at that critical moment, he broke through to the state of foundation building in one fell swoop.
And he just laughed and angrily, squinting his eyes, holding a sword, slowly walked out of the corpse with only half of the head left, and walked towards the other people step by step. Against the blood that was splattered all over his body, he looked like an evil spirit who had just stepped out of the underworld.
Not only the Dan Xin Bie Yuan disciple, but even the three people here were so frightened that their faces turned green.
Although they are not good people, they are not very old after all, and such bloody scenes are still rare, and they have not eased up until now.
So at the same time, Jian Yi let out all his energy. That is the Qi machine that has already belonged to the foundation-building stage. Either because of his perfectly balanced spiritual roots of the five elements, or because of his current anger, this qi machine is actually a bit more powerful than the ordinary foundation-building cultivator.
"Ah! Ahhh!" The Dan Xin Bieyuan disciple was agitated by this energy, and suddenly bounced off the ground, but he ignored it, and was so frightened that he rolled and crawled and fled into the distance.
Simple but didn't care about him at all.
After beheading the hateful Qingyu clan, there was only one person in Jian Jian's eyes, Xue Bing'er.
Jian Jian accelerated sharply, the tip of the sword swiped on the ground with a hiss, and rushed to Xue Bing'er in an instant. There was no doubt that he wanted to kill this woman in one fell swoop.
Xue Bing'er screamed and rushed to attack in a panic, wanting to use attack as defense. But even when he was still in the qi refining period, Jian Jian had never been afraid of her, so how could he be afraid now? Such a panic attack, he just shook his body and it was easily resolved, and the sharp edge of the sword still slashed straight at Xue Bing'er. At this moment, the wind from the blade almost scratched her face.
The two male disciples of the Penglai Northern School who were originally guarding her side were also captured by the simple momentum at this time, and they have not been able to react until now.
In such a situation, the next breath could easily kill this woman.
Xue Bing'er still escaped.
It wasn't anyone who saved Xue Bing'er, but a magic weapon that she carried with her. At the critical moment, the jade pendant around her waist suddenly lit up, releasing white light to wrap Xue Bing'er completely, blocking all of Jian's attacks. When the white light dissipated, Xue Binger's figure had disappeared.
A magic weapon with teleportation
Simple cheeks twitched, and he could only flick the tip of his sword in annoyance, "These rich people."
He looked away, looking at the remaining two.
The two didn't react until the tip of Jian Jian's sword was about to touch the tip of Xue Bing'er's nose. They were about to attack Jian Jian, but were stopped by Wen Xuan who also reacted. Then the scene where Xue Binger was wrapped in white light and escaped made the two of them stunned for a while.
When the simple eyes look over, what else can they hesitate? Run away with the sword in hand.
Jian Jian wanted to chase, but his figure couldn't help but slanted to the side. He had just stepped into a new realm, and before he could stabilize, he made two killing moves in a row. Under the aura, he was really uncomfortable.
"Junior Brother Jian!" Wen Xuan rushed to his side and quickly supported him.
At this time, these people blocking the road were already dead and running, Jian Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and fell into Wen Xuan's arms, revealing his fragile side without concealment.
Wenxuan held his hands, carefully poured his spiritual energy into it, and slowly helped him sort out the turbulent aura in his body. After a while, Jian Yi felt much better and could not help but close his eyes slightly. Wenxuan's eyes fell on his trembling eyelashes, looked at him for a long time, then looked at his pale face, and finally turned to his neck.
Just on the side of the neck, the small red blood eye fell on the simple snow-white skin, which was extremely conspicuous.
"Junior Brother Jian..." Wen Xuan wanted to say something, but he stopped. He looked at the terrifying corpse of the Qingyu Sect person lying there again, with a strange expression.
Jian Jian opened his eyes, and when he saw this scene, he thought that Wen Xuan thought he shouldn't kill people.
Wenxuan really didn't like him killing people, but since he killed him under those circumstances, Wenxuan wouldn't be too troubled. Now Wenxuan is struggling with another matter.
He lightly touched the bloody eye on Jian Jian's neck. The fingertips were slightly cold, causing Yi Jian to shiver.
"What exactly is this?" Wen Xuan asked.
"A kind of gu poison." Jian Jian replied, shrinking his neck, "The thing raised by Qingyumen."
Wen Xuan was suddenly surprised, "You know?"
Simple couldn't help but be speechless. Obviously, although Wen Xuan asked him, he didn't expect him to answer at all, it was more close to talking to himself.
But since Jian Yi knew, Wen Xuan asked along the way, "What kind of poison?"
"...Probably Concentric Gu." Then, without waiting for Wenxuan to continue to ask questions, Jianyi blocked it first, "I don't know the specifics."
Of course this is a lie. Concentric Gu played an inexplicable role in the original work, and its function was repeatedly emphasized several times, and Jian Jian had already memorized it. In the middle and late stages of the original work, one of Qin Shiyu's sisters got it with this thing.
But since he said so, Wenxuan would not doubt it, he just sighed a pity.
Although it is not clear, but based on the strange feeling in the moment after the simple attack, and the name of Tongxin Gu, Wen Xuan estimated that the two identical black bugs should be two sides of one body, like a single one. The two ends of the line can make the two people in the Gu connect their hearts and minds. Thinking about it this way, and thinking that another worm was almost fed to the dog-shaped monster, Wen Xuan couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.
Now that the one who was stunned with him was Jian Yi, his mood was even more complicated. On the one hand, I am glad that it is not someone else who is connected with my heart and blood.
"Senior brother..." At this moment, Jian Jian asked him cautiously, "When we were being attacked, did you... see anything?"
Wen Xuan looked at him strangely, "Did you see anything?"
"I seem to have seen a little bit of the past of senior brother." Jian Yi replied, "but he just passed by and didn't see it clearly."
past? Was the scene seen at that time actually another person's past
So that weird white room turned out to be a simple past
Wenxuan opened his lips, and a question almost slipped to his lips, but he didn't say anything.
Junior Brother Jane, what was your past like? Wen Xuan found himself unable to ask this question. It was only at this moment that he realized that he actually knew nothing about the past of the young man in front of him.
And through Jian Jian's nervous appearance, Wen Xuan could feel that he didn't want him to know.
So Wenxuan fell silent awkwardly.
In this awkward silence, the corpse of the Qingyu clan, who had been ignored by the two, suddenly moved slightly.