Chapter 37

the more critical, the more calm he appears.

"It's not feasible to be left or right, but to go backward is to throw oneself into a trap. The final result of going forward is definitely to be caught up. If you have the opportunity to work hard at that time, you will have no advantage at all. It seems that the greatest opportunity is only in the mountains and forests." Yi Heng feels extremely depressed.

"It is estimated that there are still more than 300 miles ahead, which is the end of the mountain forest, so it can only be so."

Since he has made up his mind, Yi Heng has made up his mind, but it is just another fight between life and death. Although the chance of winning is slim, has the number of fights with Tianbo still less in this life?

At the thought of this, Yi Heng suddenly has great passion, and his whole body spiritual power is also ready to move, even as if he wants to break through.

He would not know that cultivating immortals is to go against the heaven. If there is no will to fight against the heaven, how can the cultivation increase?

Therefore, people who cultivate immortals will go out every time to seek opportunities and compete for resources. Only in the process of continuous struggle can they get insight and break through the bottleneck.

Although Yi Heng doesn't know these common sense, he is very excited that he wants to break through the cultivation image now. Maybe the vitality lies in this, but this is not enough, and more preparation is needed.

When the night came, he did not meditate and rest as usual. The success of tomorrow's fortune will be decided by tonight.

Exhausted all his spiritual power and strength, he finally got close to the edge of the forest. From here, he could see the plain covered with mist. But when he looked carefully, he found that there was boundless mud under the mist.

"This is a swamp." He was deeply disappointed and the thought of running away was dispelled.

Yi Heng can only look at the last mountain forest in front of him. There are many miscellaneous trees and uneven trees. Is this the place of burial?

An hour later, tired and excited, he ran back a hundred miles.

"Next, success or failure is at stake."

It takes two hours to recover the aura, but Yi Heng does not stop practicing. He constantly washes the meridians with the aura and impacts on the elixir field. There is aura in the air that he inhales.

At this time, Yi Heng was sweating and his meridians were swollen and painful, like bursting at any time.

But he knew that the key to life and death lies in this. Although he did not know the consequences of the burst of meridians, he would die if he could not break through.

Wave after wave, Yi Heng used all the aura to wash the meridians. The impurities in the meridians were washed out by the aura. This feeling was like scraping meat with a knife, but the meridians were really slowly expanded.

At the time of Mao, the urge from the depths of the soul came again.

Yi Heng, who has a headache and wants to crack, is full of red eyes. His practice time has exceeded the limit, but he is still a little bit short of breakthrough.

Just when Yi Heng was about to give up, his head suddenly did not hurt, and his soul seemed to be infused with a force, which made him ecstatic.

He is used to this situation, but at any critical moment, there will be power in his soul, and Yi Heng is not sure whether it is the gossip plate.

He is too lazy to think why, now the most important thing is to break through.

After the soul has a new strength, it can absorb more Aura, and everything seems to break through the limit.

Half an hour later, as if to hear a "bang", Yi Heng opened his eyes, the eye as if to see through everything.

That flying bird, small eyes convey the joy and doubt, they can feel it.

This seemingly lifeless trees, flowers and plants, at the moment, I can realize their unyielding life.

The aura in the surrounding air is like a call that can be integrated with oneself.

The fifth floor of gas refining has finally arrived.

In the middle period of gas refining, it's really different. Now we have the power to fight.

Yi Heng felt that there was five or six times more aura in the elixir field than in the fourth floor, and once again realized the happiness of the immortal cultivator.

But he didn't feel happy for a long time. He thought that at this time, the monk in black had already started. Then he should perform by himself.

Yi Heng believes that he can use the wind escape technique with all his strength now, and the speed may be several percent faster than that at the fourth level, but he still leaps forward at the same speed as before.

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes still running on the ground for a while, it makes people feel that they are lack of aura.

When Yi Heng ran out of seventy-eight miles, the monk in black finally showed up.

Standing at the top of the tree, the monk in black watched coldly more than 20 miles away. Yi Heng, who ran away in confusion on the ground, sometimes flew up the tree, and sometimes climbed with his hands and feet.

After a stick of incense, Yiheng is only five or six miles away. I can see it more clearly. My face is red, and my veins and scars are crisscross and protruding.

The swamp is far away. It seems that the time for the end is coming. The monk in black is not worried.

Seeing that Yi Heng ran to the edge of the marsh, he seemed to want to run in, but didn't dare. The monk in black saw this scene, and Bai temporarily's face pulled twice.

"If the swamp is also accessible, is it still one of the three Jedi?"Finally, Yi Heng still didn't rush into the swamp, only turned and looked at the black monk who was gradually approaching.

Slowly move up the mountain until you are back against a big stone wall.

Staring at the monk in black more than 20 steps away in front of him, his rough gasping can no longer be suppressed, and his heart starts to accelerate.

"Taoist friends have been chasing me for more than two months. What's the matter?"

Yi Heng whispered in a low voice, for fear of infuriating the monk in black.

"Why? I knew it at first, but I didn't know later. I just wanted to kill you. "

The monk in Black said with a little hatred. If it wasn't for this boy, he would have recovered his wound.

"If a Taoist friend has to ask me to die, naturally I will not wait to die. It seems that it is not a good result to let the Taoist friend get hurt even more under strong resistance. Why should Taoist friends do this?"

"You know I was hurt? Ha ha, if I was not hurt, how could you live so long? But you want me to get hurt again? "

The friar seemed a little annoyed.

"A little monk with four levels of Qi refining dare to hurt me in vain."

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward.

Yi Heng looks at the black Friar's steps with Yu Guang, and is worried to death.

"You can't tell. The dog jumped over the wall when he was in a hurry. Besides, I was chased and killed by Taoist friends for no reason. How could I swallow this breath?"

Yi Heng continues to infuriate the friars.

"What if I can't swallow it? The weak and the strong eat in the fairyland. I only blame you for meddling in your own affairs and killing your life. Don't cultivate immortals in the next life

Yi Heng saw the monk in black finish his words and stopped. His heart was cool, but he had nothing to do.

I saw a big fireball coming out of the black Friar's right hand and suddenly waved to Yi Heng.

The fireball came to him quickly.

Yi Heng seems to have used all his spiritual power to display an ice shield in front of him, and he feels shaky.

As soon as the ice sheet came out, it was hit by fireballs.

In an instant, the ice sheet was smashed into pieces, and he was pushed hard against the stone wall. Then he slid down from the stone wall and squatted on the ground powerlessly.

Yi Heng is full of pain, his mouth and nose are bleeding, and his lax light is still staring at the black monk's steps.