Chapter 18 Maze Runner (Part 2)
The harvest of the three sapphire gourds and the precious elixir suddenly dilutes some of the gloom in Chen Zong's heart, so that he will no longer have any regrets after entering the maze this time.
Even if there is nothing to gain in the future, Chen Zong feels that it is very valuable.
"What the hell is this place?" A disciple of the Ancient Mountain Sect frowned, his face full of anger.
After entering the moving maze for a long time, I thought it was an opportunity, but in the end I got nothing and wasted time, but I couldn't find the exit.
At this moment, another person approached from the stone gate of the moving maze. After a closer look, he felt that this might be an opportunity, so he broke in directly.
This is indeed an opportunity, but whether you can find the opportunity is not the same.
Zuo Shanmei was also lucky. After a long time, she also found a stone house, rushed into the stone house despite her injuries, and found a pill.
In addition to the elixir, there is also a jade book, accepting the content of the jade book, it is not a skill, but a record about that elixir.
Great refinement of real pills!
A precious pill whose value is more than ten times higher than that of Guizhen Pill.
Different from elixirs such as Guizhen Pill, Great Alchemy True Pill is not used to restore one's true strength, but a pill used to improve one's true strength.
"My cultivation level is not high enough, and my strength is not strong enough." Zuo Shanmei's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and she immediately sat cross-legged and took other medicines to heal her injuries.
After healed all his injuries and adjusted his energy and spirit to the peak state, he gently put that very precious Great Alchemy Pill, worth a few low-grade spirit stones, into his mouth.
The chewed Great Alchemy Pill melted, flowed into the body's abdomen along the esophagus, and then melted, bursts of coolness permeated, accompanied by bursts of scorching breath.
The overlapping of cold and heat impacts the limbs and bones, and spreads to every part of the body.
Zuo Shanmei immediately activated the thirtieth level of the vertical and horizontal skill, and the tyrannical and majestic vertical and horizontal true power was quickly activated, quickly refining and absorbing the medicinal power of the Great Alchemy Pill, increasing the true power and improving the cultivation level little by little.
The refining of the Great Alchemy Pill is very difficult. It not only requires superb alchemy attainments, but also many precious medicines. As far as the current situation is concerned, there is no formula for the Great Alchemy Pill in the Longtu Dynasty, so it is naturally impossible to refine it.
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"Heaven-level top-grade exercises, heaven-level top-grade martial arts,
It's a pity that it can't compare with the vertical and horizontal sword manual. "
Chen Zong flipped through it, and put these two secret books of exercises recorded in unknown animal skins into Xumi Jie.
I can't use it myself, but I can take it back to enrich the skills and martial arts of Zongheng Jianzong.
Not all celestial-level exercises will be recorded in jade books, which is a means of keeping secrets, and books are more suitable for dissemination.
Keep moving forward, changing with the changes in the moving maze, and occasionally gain some, but they can't compare with the three gourd pills before, and they are better than nothing.
The walls of the moving maze changed again, and Chen Zong stared at the straight passage ahead.
A figure then appeared, his eyes swept over, and suddenly, the extremely cold murderous intent rushed towards him like a torrent in the abyss, making Chen Zong startled, even the figure was hard to see clearly, as if sinking into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The hairs stand on end, and the whole body feels cold, making Chen Zong feel as if even the pure Yang Qi and blood in his body are about to freeze.
"The Dark Crow..." With this somewhat familiar figure and terrifying murderous intent, Chen Zong knew immediately who he had met.
Without any hesitation, Chen Zong immediately pulled back, from standing still to retreating extremely fast, leaving an afterimage made of air in the air.
At the same time, a fine black and red knife light also tore through the air, as if it came first, as nimble as a blood-colored flying bird, and then as swiftly as lightning, it tore through the sky and shot to kill.
Before the light of the saber arrived, the aura it emitted had already made Chen Zong's hair stand on end, as if his back had been torn apart mercilessly.
He didn't dare to look back, because he didn't have time, under the Zhaoxuan Realm, Chen Zong felt the approach of death due to the floating dust, so he moved his body quickly and used Piaohong's movement skills to the extreme.
Moving sideways, the black and red palm-sized saber flashed by, although it didn't directly touch Chen Zong's body, but the terrifying edge spread down, and Chen Zong's tyrannical body protection was as fragile as a thin It was cut open like paper, and the stinging pain spread to Chen Zong's body, as if his whole body was also cut open.
Just a little bit of sharpness brought this feeling, and Chen Zong was terrified to the extreme.
The strength of this dark crow is really terrifying.
Before entering the Tianyun Secret Realm, Lin Yuxie emphasized to Chen Zong and others that once they met the Dark Crow, no matter how far they had to run, because the Dark Crow was not only extremely powerful, but also The cruel and ruthless people never need any reason to kill, and they can kill whenever they want.
Therefore, after seeing the other party, Chen Zong left immediately without any hesitation.
Ming Crow also shot without hesitation.
When the knife fell to nothing, the figure of the dark crow swept across the passage, leaving countless afterimages, and quickly approached Chen Zong.
The terrifying murderous intent enveloped Chen Zong like water from the abyss.
Rushing forward and turning, the black and red knife light pierced through the air and directly slashed at the wall. The tyrannical power could not destroy the wall, but it left a knife mark more than two inches deep.
"You can't escape." Ming Yasen's eyes were as cold as a knife, a bloodthirsty smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and even his voice was as cold as hell.
The voice came into Chen Zong's ears like a knife, and went straight to his forehead.
Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and the terrifying murderous intent posed too great a threat to Chen Zong.
With a single palm like a knife vertically slashing, a black-red knife light several meters long pierced the air again. This blow is enough to kill a weaker four-star combat power, let alone Chen Zong's combat power is less than four-star class.
The Zhaoxuan Realm allowed Chen Zong to perceive the light of the knife in advance. The extreme sharpness and coldness stimulated the pores on his back to swell, and Chen Zong dodged again in a state of horror, and the light of the knife split the afterimage.
Ming Crow was a little surprised, this knife was actually avoided, which is quite incredible.
Immediately, there was a smile on the corner of Ming Crow's mouth, as if he had found a new toy, and he swiped continuously with one hand like a knife, and the three knife lights arranged and rotated to kill, closing any dead corners, and cutting off all possibilities of Chen Zong's dodge, unless Chen Zong could turn into dust, otherwise he would not be able to avoid the beheading of these three sword lights no matter what.
Cold sweat flowed across the body, soaking the whole body, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, the pure yang qi and blood rushed like the waves of the river and the sea, and the tyrannical power of the whole body also hit the limbs and bones. No matter where you dodge, you can't avoid it, and you will be hit by the light of the knife.
Moreover, the power of that saber light is extremely tyrannical, and with my current strength, I can't resist it at all.
How to do?
Do you want to use the Little Thunderbolt sword energy bomb?
There are still two Little Thunderbolt Sword Qi Bombs left, and if you use one, you will lose one, and the Red Thunder Sword is still there. Anti-kill.
However, Little Thunderbolt's sword energy is a range attack, its sword energy can cover a radius of 200 meters, but it can't identify enemy and friend, and even yourself will be affected.
If he was not careful, he might die under the bullet of Little Thunderbolt's sword energy.
Could it be that only the Red Thunder Sword can be used?
The thought flashed by, and as a last resort, Chen Zong could only take out the Red Thunder Sword, turned around, and faced the three terrifying black and red sword lights. The dark crow is preparing to unleash the power of the Red Thunder Sword.
Chen Zong believed that no matter how powerful the underworld crow was, it would not be able to resist his own sword.
Abruptly, without any warning, a thick wall came across like lightning from the side, and before the blink of an eye, the wall blocked the passage, and the three sword lights directly hit the wall under the impact of the wall. Break open.
Chen Zong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Put away the Red Thunder Sword and move forward quickly.
Ming Crow stopped in front of the wall that suddenly appeared, his eyes were extremely cold, as if he wanted to penetrate the wall, and the murderous intent in his heart was like an abyss wave.
I wanted to kill an ant, but failed. The reason for the failure was because of this moving maze. When I thought about it, I felt that the idea was not clear, and I wanted to destroy this maze.
It's just that the crow also knows that the walls of the maze are very hard, and his full-strength blow can only leave some traces. If he wants to break a wall, he must make at least ten consecutive shots with all his strength.
And the maze is so big, even if I use all my strength, the damage that can be caused in the end is only a little bit.
"Ants, it's your fate." Ming Crow's voice was extremely cold, but he didn't know that if Chen Zong was allowed to arouse the power of the Red Thunder Sword, he would only die.
Rather than saying that moving the maze saved Chen Zong's life, it would be better to say that the life of Ming Crow was saved invisibly.
Such as Little Thunderbolt Sword Qi Bomb and Red Thunder Sword, Chen Zong is only used as a trump card, a life-saving means to use only when there is a last resort. Under normal circumstances, Chen Zong is more willing to use his own ability to face it.
After all, both the Little Thunderbolt Sword Qi Bomb and the Red Thunder Sword belong to foreign objects. To a certain extent, foreign objects can indeed be regarded as a part of strength, but they are consumables. They belong to the type that decreases or even disappears after use, and cannot form dependence. Otherwise, if you use it too much and get used to it, what should you do if you don’t have it?
What you really rely on is yourself.
Train yourself, sharpen yourself, be able to deal with any harshness and danger, and find a chance of life in a situation of death.
As the old saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings.
The pursuit of the dark crow brought Chen Zong a death crisis, which can barely be regarded as a catastrophe, but Chen Zong is not sure whether it is considered a blessing now.
In front of him is a passage, and at the end of the passage is a door.
A closed door.
Chen Zong maintained a high degree of vigilance, slowly approaching the blue-gray stone gate, and stood still in front of it.
Wonder what lies behind this closed door?
Is it an export?
or something else?
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong calmed down. He put his palms full of strength on the stone gate and pushed it. The stone gate was extremely heavy, as hard to shake as a mountain.
Cooperating with his true strength, Chen Zong mobilized his whole body of pure yang qi and blood, and his physical strength exploded. The strength of one arm was 90,000 jin, and the combined strength of both arms was 180,000 jin. Adding in the power brought by vertical and horizontal true strength, it was even more tyrannical. Even a small hill will be pushed.