Chapter 42 The Distance Between Life and Death (2)
(The little guy had a fever in the middle of the night last night, and Liu Dao tossed in the middle of the night. He didn’t rest today. He was so tired that he was almost drunk, and finally finished this chapter)
The Netherfire Wolf is a sixth-level low-grade monster. Its hair is burning like phosphorous fire, and its entire body is blue and bark. It is like a ghost fire jumping in the dark night, and it moves forward rapidly, galloping with lightning.
Of course, when it found a delicious prey, it would not let Chen Zong go, and Chen Zong did not want to be the food of the Netherfire Wolf, so he mustered all his strength and ran with all his strength.
The perfect combination of physical strength and inner strength, the internal and external transparent and mixed elements are integrated, which is almost beyond the limit.
The body is soft and boneless, as flexible as a swimming snake, shuttles between the grass and trees, and in front of it is a stone several meters high. Using both hands and feet, it climbs the rock with amazing agility and then kicks with force, and the force explodes like an arrow from a string. It shot out more than ten meters, like a goshawk gliding, with a graceful posture. After landing, it was as light as a swallow, and its feet continuously stepped on the grass and trees, as if walking on waves.
The muscles in his body are like flowing water, and the force changes ingeniously, applying 100% of his abilities, and adapting to local conditions in combination with different terrains, if not for the terrifying monsters behind him, Chen Zong will enjoy this invigorating feeling.
The powerful pressure brought about by the crisis of life and death has squeezed out the potential of Chen Zong's body and improved it in all directions.
There was wind under his feet, and the sound of wind was constantly heard in his ears. The scenery in front of him quickly receded. The dark night could not blind Chen Zong's eyes.
The Netherfire Wolf, who was chasing behind him, already possessed a certain level of intelligence. It was very puzzled why the human who didn't seem to be very strong was so fast that he couldn't catch up for a while.
Compared with Chen Zong, the absolute speed of the Netherfire Wolf is astonishing, but it will be more or less affected by the environment, and it will be weakened invisibly, but the absolute gap still makes the distance between the two sides gradually shorten.
run run run!
For Chen Zong, he had to run to the territory of the monster that roared as soon as possible, so that he could hope to get rid of the ghostly fire wolf behind him.
The heart beats regularly, and every beat is full of amazing power, such as the beating of a giant drum and a bang. Under the powerful power, pure yang qi and blood are like a torrent of dykes bursting, instantly hitting every part of the body through thick and tough blood vessels. One place brings waves of continuous and powerful power.
The potential that belongs to the Primordial Body is further stimulated, and the original internal energy surges, merges into the muscles, muscles, and is refined and absorbed by the Thunder Sword.
As if breaking the shackles, in an instant, Chen Zong's cultivation level improved, from the peak of the seventh rank of the practice force to the eighth rank of the practice force.
With a breakthrough in cultivation, Chen Zong adapted instantly, and his speed increased by three points.
All monsters have their own territorial concept, and the stronger the monster's territorial concept, the more obvious it is, especially when they reach the sixth-level monster level, their own territory cannot be violated.
"Roar..." Another violent and domineering tiger roar sounded, as if ringing in his ears. That incomparable aura directly made Chen Zong's whole body stunned, his scalp tingling, and the Netherfire Wolf chasing behind him also instantly After a pause, all the hairs that were burning like phosphorus stood upright, and there was a trace of fear in the depths of the faint eyes.
As a sixth-level low-grade monster, the Netherfire Wolf also understands that he is not qualified to roam the Hundred Beast Mountains. The owner of the roar is much stronger than himself. If he breaks into the opponent's territory, it is likely to attract the opponent's pursuit. kill.
give up?
The thought flashed by, the wisdom of the sixth-level monsters has already allowed them to carry out preliminary rational thinking.
It is feasible to retreat now, but it is very unwilling to ask it to give up the human beings in front of it, because the unique talent of the Netherfire Wolf is keenly aware that this human body has something very useful to him.
As long as he eats the opponent, he will definitely get huge benefits, and maybe his bloodline will change and return to his ancestors because of this.
For monsters, the bloodline returns to the ancestors, which means that qualitative change means infinite possibilities.
Resisting the urge to turn around and flee, Chen Zong stepped forward again and continued forward.
Go ahead to dangers!
It takes courage and perseverance.
As soon as Chen Zong moved, the Netherfire Wolf was also alarmed, and a hint of absoluteness flashed in the depths of Youyou's eyes.
Keep chasing!
In any case, we must catch up with this human being, eat him, and transform his bloodline.
Not long after, another roar came, more mighty than before, as if a violent storm was coming, Chen Zong felt numb, especially the perception of danger behind Hun Yuan was better, and the impact was more clear.
The strong mental will controls itself, the spirit is in a perfect state, offsets the negative effects, and continues to move forward.
After the Netherfire Wolf paused and hesitated for a while, he pursued Chen Zong again, but the distance between the two sides was widened again.
Another moment passed, the distance between Netherfire Wolf and Chen Zong had been shortened to fifty meters, and the tyrannical aura from behind made Chen Zong feel cold.
His expression was cold and his eyes were shining brightly. Even at the last moment, Chen Zong had no intention of giving up. He looked for all possible opportunities and tried his best to survive.
Suddenly, a storm came, and the storm was mixed with a desperate and terrifying momentum.
Chen Zong only vaguely glimpsed a black light and shadow across the night, like a black meteor falling from the sky, the momentum of passing by, made Chen Zong unable to breathe, trembling all over, his qi and blood almost solidified, and his inner strength was even more direct. Collapse.
Immediately, a scream sounded, which was the last sound of the Netherfire Wolf, followed by a sound of bones being chewed up, making the hair stand on end, and the cold air pierced the spine.
You don't need to look at Chen Zong to know that the Netherfire Wolf, which is enough to kill and eat him easily, has been killed and reduced to food. If he doesn't leave, his next breath may be his turn.
Taking a deep breath, the strong mental will erupted with amazing power, reuniting the scattered internal energy, pure yang qi and blood running again, and the body that regained strength moved, but the speed was incomparable to before.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Zong felt that an indescribable terrifying aura fell on him, like the suppression of the ancient demon mountain, making Chen Zong's re-running pure yang qi and blood stagnate, and the re-condensed Jinglei Jianjin collapsed again. The whole body trembled uncontrollably, and the entire forehead seemed to be struck by lightning, almost bursting open.
This is definitely not the aura of a sixth-level monster.
This kind of momentum swept through like a demonic wind, and he wanted to crush himself, and thought it was the suppression of the ancient demon mountain. He couldn't move, and he could only wait to die.
wait to die?
No, how can I wait to die!
As long as you are still alive, you must do everything possible to find life, even if the probability is only one in ten thousand or even one in a million, you must not give up.
The strong will to survive and the aura of unyielding soaring to the sky, the mysterious sword tip deep in the forehead trembled slightly, the numbness in the scalp disappeared, the defeated mental will reunited, it seemed to become purer and more tenacious, pure yang qi and blood once again When it runs, it is like a wheel carrying 10,000 kilograms of heavy objects. Although it is difficult, it will not stand still.
The scattered internal energy was once again condensed and turned again, bringing more powerful strength to Chen Zong's body.
A few dozen meters behind him, a tiger with black rays of light all over his body was chewing the flesh and bones of the Fire Wolf while staring at Chen Zong. If Chen Zong turned around, he would see the black rays of light in the eyes of the tiger with a bit of humanity. Turned jokes.
This is a monster with decent intelligence. This monster with a human glow in its eyes is at least an eighth-level monster and has dealt with humans.
Magic Tiger!
Among the monsters, there is a famous existence, belonging to the eighth-level high-grade monsters, whose names make countless true martial arts experts change their colors.
I have to say that Chen Zong's luck was very bad, and he actually encountered a magic light tiger. It stands to reason that monsters up to the eighth rank should not appear in this area, but should be in the deeper area of the Hundred Beast Mountains.
The terrifying aura of the Magic Light Tiger shrouded Chen Zong's entire body, defeating Chen Zong's re-condensed mental will, pure yang qi and blood, and thundering sword strength.
"My intention is like a sword!" Chen Zong roared, condensing his spiritual will again, and re-gathering his blood and inner strength with his spiritual will.
While Mo Guanghu chewed the flesh and blood of the Fire Wolf, the joke in his eyes became clearer.
In its eyes, this human being is very weak, very weak, so weak that it can kill it with a single sneeze. It is not despised by such a human being, but it is an instinct that originates from the depths of the body. Tell him it's good for him to eat this human.
However, although the Magic Light Tiger's strength is very strong, it is not as good as the Netherfire Wolf in this sense, otherwise it will not delay at all.
After being defeated again and again and reunited again and again, Chen Zong has forgotten everything, and there is only one thought left in his mind, that is to resist, never give up.
Under the collapse and reunion of the mental will, the inexplicable changes gradually occurred, and it seemed to emit a faint radiance.
There is always a limit to everything. No matter how tough Chen Zong is, it does not mean that there is no limit. The momentum of the magic light tiger is attacked again and again, and the next time is a bit stronger than the last time. The gathered strength was defeated, and the defeat was very thorough.
The body swayed, and the whole person fell backwards.
The limit, completely reached the limit, not only is the spiritual power exhausted, the pure yang qi and blood are almost exhausted, and the shocking sword energy is also exhausted.
Never before has I fallen into such a predicament, as if falling into an endless abyss, sinking, and unable to wake up again.
It didn't take long for Mo Guanghu to chew and swallow all the bones and flesh of the Netherfire Wolf. He opened his limbs and paced towards Chen Zong, who was dozens of meters away. He circled around his body, as if he was looking for a better place to start. .
After walking around for a few laps, the magic light tiger stood still, his playful eyes flashed cold and sharp, brutal and cruel, he opened his bloody mouth, the stench was like smoke, and every tooth flashed a cold light, like a short sword. Feng Rui, biting hard on Chen Zong's head, Mo Guanghu finally decided to start from the head.
The terrifying bite force and sharp teeth can easily crush the steel, even the precious iron will be shattered and chewed into pieces, not to mention the flesh and blood of Chen Zong.
The speed of the magic light tiger is very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the big mouth of the blood basin has already approached Chen Zong's head, and the sharp teeth like a sword bit it fiercely.