Chapter 1667
Chapter 1668
Pushing away the sand with both hands, he propped up his body vigorously.
The guard sat up with difficulty, staggered and tried to stand.
He felt that his waist had been broken, and the sense of touch of his legs became very blurred, covered by severe pain.
Stretching out his hand to touch his lower back, he also felt a strong burning pain in his hand.
He looked down and found that the flames in his lower back were still burning, sticking to his hands like sticky paste.
No matter how you exercise your energy and release your strength, the energy and the power of heaven and earth will not be able to extinguish the flames.
According to the current speed of burning, the palm of the hand will be burned in less than four sticks of incense.
Then the flames from the lower back will burn through the torso, like a sharp knife cutting the waist, burning the whole person in two.
Above the head, Blazing Soul's attack struck again.
He could only roll on the ground, frantically moving his position on the sand, trying to dodge with all his strength.
But how long can you dodge like this?
Death is already an inescapable path, and the end is right in front of us.
At this moment, he had nothing to care about, and only one thought remained in his mind.
Send the message back, back to the shelter!
The images of Zhizun Wangxin giving lectures flashed repeatedly in his mind.
Word by word, like the last glimmer of light in the darkness, gave him the only remaining hope.
My own body cannot escape, and the physical body is being burned, it is only a matter of time.
The spirit, at this time, only has its own spiritual consciousness, which can escape from the encirclement of the blazing soul.
Just do as Wang Xinzhizun said, there is no other possibility, let your body turn into a torch, and cast the light of spiritual consciousness into the distance.
However, how to ignite one's physical body, how to turn the power of the physical body into spiritual power.
Wang Xin Zhizun didn't say these key points, and he didn't know.
Wang Xinzhizun mentioned that the methods of spiritual cultivation vary from person to person.
Then maybe I can use my own way to turn everything in myself into spiritual power.
Thinking of this, the guard made up his mind, took out the Continuing War Dabu Pill and swallowed it whole.
With the help of the turbulent energy and the power of heaven and earth emanating from the medicine, he raised his arms high and screamed loudly at the sky.
The sudden roar shocked the surrounding blazing souls.
The blazing soul offensive paused for a while, giving him a chance to realize his idea.
He kicked his arms back suddenly, his fist hit his chest and abdomen heavily, and blasted the power of heaven and earth from the fist into the meridians.
Crackling, crackling, there are one after another explosions in the body, like beans being fried in a hot pan.
The meridians and acupuncture points in the body were forcibly blasted, and the stored energy and power of heaven and earth exploded from it, smashing more flesh and blood into pieces.
Taking advantage of the fact that he was still able to control Qi Jin, he gave the final guidance to the strength in his body.
Let Qi Jin wrap the power of heaven and earth, as well as the thick pulp of flesh and blood that was smashed into pieces, and rush towards his head together.
Supply everything in the body to the brain, and turn everything in the brain into spiritual power.
This is the most direct method he can think of.
Blazing Soul's flaming arm blade swept across his right leg, cutting off the entire leg.
However, no blood flowed from the broken leg, and no muscle or bone could be seen.
There is nothing under the skin, like a doll that has been hollowed out of cotton, leaving only the outer skin.
Blazing Soul would not consider the cause of this abnormal phenomenon, but stepped up its attack to chop humans into pieces.
The fire blade swept across again, this time cutting off the left arm, the result was still as strange as cutting a hollow doll.
At this time, the guard's turban wrapped around his head was washed away by the turbulent breath, and was directly torn into strips in the air.
His face was flushed, as if he had painted red paint, and he could no longer see any normal skin color.
"Hahahaha, you can't trap me, you can't trap me..."
The guard raised his head and laughed, his laughter was shrill and rampant, like the howling of a lone wolf wounded on a moonlit night.
The body shriveled at this moment, and everything in the body gathered towards the head.
Bang, the muffled sound of rolling thunder suddenly exploded, setting off a wave of air visible to the naked eye.
A bloody red cloud rose from the ground, like a fireball after a fire bomb exploded, expanding bigger and bigger.
The guard's head disappeared, lost in the explosion. His body also disappeared, turning into dust in the wind and sand.
In the blood-colored red cloud, silver thunderbolts flickered, and dense silver electric lights danced.
Those are not real lightning, but incomparably refined spiritual power.
He made it, he really did.
Destroy everything about yourself as a nourishment for the growth of spiritual power, and become a wandering soul that cannot be easily wiped out.
More than 20 blazing souls around stopped their attacks one after another, and poked their heads to look at the bloody red cloud.
They can feel the strong spiritual power in the cloud, but because it is the human spirit, they cannot read the meaning.
Blazing souls have never encountered such a situation. According to the general's order, they have already killed human cultivators.
But after destroying the body, do we need to continue to clean up the remaining spiritual power?
Staying in place for a while, the fire light on Chihun's body gradually dimmed, and his strength also shrank accordingly.
They turned and left one after another, rushing to their original positions.
Some continued to hide in the sand, while others returned to the brand of the Eye of God to do things that had not been completed before.
As for the human spirit power here, they have given up dealing with it.
This remnant is like a dead body.
For them, nothing is as important as the brand of the Eye of God.
As the blazing souls left one after another, the black wind and sand once again filled the battle traces in the air.
The bloody red cloud lingered for a long time, and the silver light inside was still flickering.
But they seem to be trapped and unable to leave this place to report to the Lingmai Cave.
The guard's almost self-detonating method has indeed gathered all the power of the physical body into the power of the spirit.
But he still missed one point. He didn't rush to Shahaiguan, and he didn't know the specific location of the shelter.
The vast black sand and scorched earth, a dim world, without any sign of the location of the shelter.
I can't find my direction, and the strengthened spiritual power has nowhere to go.
They stayed where they were, like vengeful spirits whose obsessions hadn't faded away, being weakened little by little.
The guards seemed to fail, and he risked his life, ultimately failing to deliver the message.
But did he really fail?
Perhaps this conclusion cannot be drawn.
On the ground, the belongings left behind after his body disappeared were scattered.
Broken clothes, shoes, scattered pieces of cloth, and two magic weapon gloves that still shine like new.
There is also a broken bag, in which two colorful herbs that look like agate gemstones fall out.
These are two packs of rejuvenating herbs, which he has not taken yet.
On the scorched black sand, the brilliant color of the rejuvenation grass is so eye-catching.
The blood cloud in the air fell into red threads, and sprinkled on the ground like drizzle.
But in the drizzle that announced the end of life force, the two rejuvenating grasses silently absorbed everything like thirsty trees.
The bloody raindrops blended into the stems and leaves, and the colorful agate luster became smoother.
In the very center of the stalk, there is a little bit of greenery growing vigorously.