Chapter 292
But Qiao Mu frowned. There was no real feeling on his sword, as if it hit a ball of air or a cloud?
Looking carefully again, the attacking and biting movements of the Lieyun Tiger that was split into two halves remained unchanged, but its whole body swayed with the wind, as if it had turned into a red cloud, blowing towards the face.
In the blink of an eye.
One tiger and one person collided in the air, and the huge body of the Lieyun Tiger that was split in half ignited with blazing fire, submerged into Qiao Mu's body, and passed through him.
The moment it passed through him, Qiao Mu didn't feel any touch. He only felt as if he had hit a ball of hot flames.
The flesh and skin all over his body ignited with red flames, and his whole body was enveloped in fire. His figure fell downwards into the forest, creating a circle of smoke and dust.
When he stood up again with the King of Qin Sword in his hand, his whole body had been burned beyond recognition by the red flames, especially his right foot, which had lost a section and the bones of his ankle were exposed...
"There are so many tricks for cultivating immortals... they can be used for next time."
Qiao Mu took a deep breath, feeling a burning pain in his lungs.
At this moment, waves of meaty aroma could be heard coming from his body, and the demons around him were already swarming around him.
But he only had one leg left, and he could only keep waving the King Qin Sword in his hand. The energy in his whole body exploded without reservation, and he kept cutting and tearing the monster beasts that were biting him.
At this time, there was a sound of wind behind him, and Wu Chang turned into an afterimage, and he had already rushed over.
"My, my, my..."
She slapped away a giant silver-haired wolf, and while baring her teeth at the beasts, a fluffy golden hair exploded from the back of her head, constantly slapping away the monsters biting the trees.
Behind her, Li Changshi, who was holding Shicheng in hand, and the heroes from Southwest Prefecture had also arrived.
More than ten of the hundreds of Jianghu guests died. The casualties were not too many, not because they were so powerful, but because Qiao Mu killed them so fast that they almost killed all the hundred monsters raised by the Immortal Sect.
However, at this moment, he has reached the end of his strength, with internal and external injuries on his body, and his movements have become slower and slower.
When he led the crowd from the top of Xishan Mountain to Xishan Village halfway up the mountain, there were no monsters blocking him anymore, and the road ahead was smooth.
"Li Changshi." Qiao Mu suddenly turned around and called out to Li Changshi who was following behind him. His eyelids could hardly be opened and his figure was crooked.
"Mr. Qiao?" Li Changshi and the Jianghu guests all thought that Qiao Mu was on the verge of death and was about to give his last words, and they could only sigh in their hearts at this time.
"These monsters are great tonics. Remember to put them away and don't waste them."
After Qiao Mu said this, his eyes closed and he lost his breath.
Li Changshi blinked.
He could no longer count how many members of the Qiao family had died in front of their veterans, but he was still impressed by the graceful appearance before death.
He performed well, but the other charlatans were all speechless.
Wu Chang caught Qiao Mu's body that fell backwards, with no expression on her face. Her face was buried in Qiao Mu's back, and tears of emotion flowed out of the corners of her mouth.
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This death evaluation: B- (The evaluation is medium rare, tender but not burnt, and the heat is just right. The point of deduction is that the defense is retained.)
Life consumed by death: 50 (5*10) years
Number of resurrections remaining this week: 4/5
Current age: 675 years old
Qi and blood: 90%
Skills: slightly
"Fifty years? Not bad." Qiao Mu said expressionlessly.
He vaguely remembered that when he came to this southwest state, he actually had some intention of taking a vacation. He planned to take a break from the three-hundred-year dream of the palace... but now he came in again?
"Speaking of which, next time I give you an enema before being roasted, can it improve my death rating?"
Qiao Mu thought seriously for two seconds.
With a thought, the surrounding environment turned into the Xishan battlefield just now.
And the tree stood on the clouds, looking at the memory of himself standing in the air with the eight steps of a heavenly dragon, holding the sword of King Qin in his hand and slashing at the fierce cloud tiger.
The memory of the second-grade martial artist Refining God is already extremely strong, which can be called a photographic memory, but Qiao Mu, who has already entered the super-grade, is much stronger.
As his thoughts moved, the memory before his death reappeared in his dream.
He was a little curious about this Lieyun Tiger.
At this moment, the dream world seemed to have pressed the slow play button. The Lieyun Tiger's snapping bites were slowed down three to four times, allowing Qiao Mu to see the details clearly.
From King Qin's sword splitting Lieyunhu's body, to Lieyunhu's body changing, turning into a ball of blazing flames and the giant tiger passing through it, and then to the tree burning and falling.
This process is actually all in Qiao Mu's mind and memory, but the two sides only fought for a moment and there was no time to think.
But in his dream, he was able to recall this moment over and over again, replay it, and replay it.
"It seems to have turned into a gaseous state? Atomized? Is this the sorcery ability of this fierce cloud tiger?"
The picture continued to play, and finally it was frozen at the moment when the tree's body was burning and falling towards the forest below.
In the corner of Qiao Mu's eyes, it was vaguely visible that Lie Yunhu had returned to his original appearance, but his expression was slightly sluggish.
"My sword strike was not in vain. It seems that it was somewhat injured, but not deeply."
"Ordinary slashes are difficult to hurt this demon tiger, so next time I will naturally use another method."
Without the ability to review events in dreams, Lieyunhu's brief malaise after his body recovered would have been buried deep in Qiao Mu's memory.
But in the dream, Qiao Mu is a very bored idle man.
He had fifty years to constantly review this battle and think of ways to deal with Lieyunhu.
He has too much time....too much!
If you don't find more things for yourself, you will really be bored to death!
So before rushing towards the herd of beasts, Qiao Mu took some time off from his busy schedule to read the first half of the book "A Hundred Birds Shooting the Phoenix Spear" at a quantum speed.
Coupled with the Spear Saint's martial arts experience and the routine internal strength training of "Human Dao Jing" and "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu", he still has something to do in the past fifty years.
"By the way, there's one more thing."
"Li Changge's "Military Dao Martial Arts Code" and "Military Dao Lingxi Jue" may be worth studying and continuing to deduce."
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"This humanoid half-demon is finally dead." Taoist Yushan frowned in mid-air and looked at the Xishan battlefield below.
All the hundred-headed spiritual beasts were killed in the battle. This loss was a bit of a headache even for him, a Taoist disciple of the sect.
In the era of declining spiritual energy, the monsters in Shiwanda Mountain are also degenerating.
To be precise, the degradation of the demon race is more serious than that of the immortal cultivators.
After all, the immortal cultivators have found an incense immortal path to maintain their cultivation in the age of declining spiritual energy, up to the stage of divine transformation.
As for the demon clan...the last demon king in the Hundred Thousand Mountains had already died in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Rebellion when the Immortal Sect fought within it.
In today's era, the upper limit of monster beasts that mainly refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will only become lower, and it is almost impossible to give birth to a new monster king.
"That alien demon cat is not bad at all. It is also a good thing to exchange a hundred spiritual beasts for this alien cat."
Taoist Yushan nodded secretly.
In this world, there are three types of creatures that can refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The first category is the ancient gods and demons.
The second category is the monsters and monsters. They are born with the ability to refine the aura of heaven and earth, and can grow stronger as the aura is refined, leading to the phenomenon of returning to their ancestors.
The cultivation of the demon clan is actually a road back to the ancestors.
The older it is, the more powerful it is, and the more powerful it is, the closer it is to being ancient.
As the demon clan becomes stronger, the power of the bloodline will continue to revive, eventually becoming the demon king of each clan and even the ancestor of the race.
The third category is those who cultivate immortality.
The Immortal Way is a way of absorbing and refining the spiritual energy of the world through acquired practice. Therefore, as the Immortal Way gradually prospered and more and more various spells were used, the demon clan was naturally suppressed and became the overlord of this world.
"It's just that in today's era, no new demon king can be born... But if it is a different species demon king..."
Yushan narrowed his eyes, his gaze firmly fixed on Wu Chang.
There are a small number of alien species among the monster clan. They are rare species among the hundreds of millions of monster clans. They are spirits born in extreme environments.
The flaming snake born from the magma lake in the center of the earth, the various poisonous beasts that live in the miasmatic swamps of hundreds of thousands of mountains, and the divine bird born from the sun, the Great Sun Golden Crow...
These creatures feed on magma, miasma, poisonous gas, death energy, and even the fire of the blazing sun. They are an alien species among all monsters.
In the era when spiritual energy was thin, all the demons that fed on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had degenerated. Not to mention returning to their ancestors and becoming the ancestors of various races, even the demon king could not be born.
But these alien species may not.
They do not feed on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so they are less affected than the Ten Thousand Demons.
Of course, both in ancient times and today, the number of such alien species is extremely small.
And in front of Yushan, there was a great demon who had cultivated to the point of transforming into a human being...
"It is extremely difficult to grow up by absorbing death energy."
"I don't know how many crimes this animal has committed to cultivate to this point. If you can save it and enter my immortal sect, it will be a great good deed."
"Senior brother, what is this death energy? I didn't see anything?" asked a monk next to him.
"Dead energy cannot be seen or touched." Yushan explained:
"The so-called death aura does not refer to things like the smell of corpses, but the omen of death in destiny."
"Fellow Taoists of Yanshen Tao in Southeast Prefecture often say that when a person's death is approaching, his face has a lifeless look and his hall turns black, that's how it is."
"So, the stronger a person is, the closer he is to death, the more tragic his death, the heavier his death aura, and the more obvious the signs of death."
"Only living people have signs of death. When a living person dies, the death energy will turn from peak to peak in an instant."
"So this kind of alien species that can smell the breath of death often appears in front of people who are about to die. Therefore, they are called death beasts and messengers of the underworld."
"The people in Xishan Village are all living corpses. They have been dead for a long time, but they are not pure corpses, so there is still a trace of death."
Yushan explained:
"Only in troubled times when human life is like a piece of grass can a great transformed demon that sucks the energy of death be born..."
"The day this demon comes into the world will be a sign of great misfortune in this world!"
The other two monks looked at Wu Chang and nodded:
"Senior brother is right, it is indeed a bad omen."
"In troubled times, there must be monsters. This monster was born because of this. It must have killed countless lives."
During the chat, Yushan slowly descended from the sky, waiting for an opportunity to take action to surrender the transformed monster.
But he seemed to be aware of the impermanence, and suddenly turned his head and looked at a small building at the entrance of Xishan Village.
at this moment.
The wooden door of the small building opened with a creak, and a white-haired man pushed the door open and walked out.
Impermanence's eyes suddenly straightened.
The moment when the energy of death is at its strongest is before death.
But after death, the death energy will dissipate within a short period of time.
And trees that are both dead and alive, repeatedly cycling between the two states, are like walking catnip to impermanence...
She instantly turned into an afterimage and flew towards him, tears of emotion leaking from the corners of her mouth again. His eyes were filled with moisture, and they gradually lost focus. He looked wise, and a cloud of white vapor quickly evaporated from his head.
"Huh?" Yushan paused in his downward flight and asked doubtfully:
"I can't see the death aura either... But judging from the monster's reaction, the death aura on this white-haired man is also extremely strong?"
Chapter 293 A plan between heaven and earth (5k
In mid-air, Yunxiao Sect Daozi Yushan looked down at the tree that opened the door and fell into deep thought:
"This person was approached by the demon cat. It is obvious that his death is near, but I don't know... whether his death should be in my hands."
The appearance of Qiao Mu is very strange.