The only way

Chapter 887 Heartbeat

Upon seeing this, the expression on the Golden Core Demon Cultivator's face changed rarely.

With a sullen face, he raised his hand to touch the crystal between his eyebrows, and his heartbeat sounded again on the land.

He listened attentively, and the sound of a heartbeat, whether fast or slow, strong or weak, was transmitted to his ears along the crystal.

I just couldn't hear the heartbeat from before.

That human monk... ran away?

Dozens of miles away, on the mass grave, a figure fell from the sky in an extremely embarrassed manner.

A piece of feathers as white as snow shone in the moonlight, and then in a breeze, the feathers turned into fly ash and dissipated in the wind.

Wang Jian moved his fingers with difficulty, but found that there was pain everywhere in his body. His internal organs seemed to be squeezed, his limbs were twisted, and his body was dripping with blood.

His body absorbed the spiritual energy unconsciously, but the spatial force that had not dissipated in the wound prevented it from healing.

His consciousness was a little blurry, but he still spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, "Help me...I will...let you have a good meal..."

On the deserted mass grave, I don’t know who I was talking to, and my words seemed to be blown away in the air.

But he saw a thin black mist floating above his head, and the phantom of the ferocious beast that was supposed to be dispersed appeared again.

It's just much weaker, and seems to be able to transmit light under the moonlight.

The beast's dark purple eyes stared coldly at the man on the ground.

A silent silence drifted over the mass grave.

a long time.

"make a deal."

The black mist of the ferocious beast seeped into the man's body, and the space power wandering around the wound was swallowed up. Although the wound did not heal, at least it stopped bleeding.

Wang Jian was finally able to raise his arm, took out a pill from his waist, and swallowed it into his mouth.

This is the last pill he has hidden.

The wound quickly began to heal under the dual effects of medicine and spiritual power.

But internal injuries and damaged meridians are not so easy to recover.

Wang Jian's trump card for daring to escape from prison was the feather, which he obtained by chance. It contained a strong power of space and was driven by spiritual power, which could take him through space.

However, the space power of feathers is limited and will dissipate after being used once.

When he was caught, Wang Jian never thought of using this feather to escape.

But what he met at that time was a group of demon soldiers. The demon cultivator led by them blocked the space, and he had no chance to use the feathers.

Later, his spiritual power was sealed, and he was unable to drive the feathers to escape.

until today.

The stars are dim and the moon is hazy.

Wang Jian regained his strength a little, then sat up, used the little spiritual energy left in his body, determined the direction, and stumbled towards the south.

Letting Wang Jian go was an unpleasant thing for the Jindan Demon Cultivator.

When this golden elixir demon cultivator with two horns and two wings on his back struck again, he no longer had the ease he had before.

His wings vibrated rapidly, and his figure appeared very quickly behind a fleeing human monk.

His hands turned into claws, and he thrust them out, directly tearing apart the monk's body-protecting spiritual power, inserting it into his body, then spreading his hands to both sides, ruthlessly tearing the monk into two halves.

Blood rain fell in the mountain forest, dyeing the branches, leaves and land red.

Not all foundation-building cultivators can escape from the hands of the golden elixir demon cultivators.

Not all foundation-building monks are vulnerable.

After killing three foundation-building cultivators in a row, the golden elixir demon cultivator once again encountered obstacles. The male cultivator named Chen Mo used a strange fire in his hand. When the golden elixir demon cultivator tried his old trick and tried to tear his body apart, the blue alien fire burned brightly and directly burned the golden elixir demon cultivator's hands.

Even Wang Jian who escaped could not hurt the golden elixir demon cultivator.

Now this strange fire has caused a layer of blisters on the hands of the golden elixir demon cultivator, which glows red and looks a bit ugly.

The golden elixir demon cultivator raised his eyes and looked at the human race in front of him who was covered in blue flames and kept running away, his expression became gloomy.

These humans... have a lot of tricks.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Jindan Demon Cultivator's mouth, and he suddenly stood still and stopped moving.

A flash of red light flashed from his fingertips, and he pointed directly at the spar between his eyebrows.

The crystal began to beat suddenly, and red veins grew out, winding along the cheeks of the golden elixir demon cultivator, and soon they spread all over the face, even growing to the heart.

boom! boom! boom!

The beating sound of crystal stones slowly sounded, and the heartbeats of all living creatures within a ten-mile radius centered on the golden elixir demon cultivator appeared in his heart.

Gradually, the sound of these heartbeats began to overlap with the beating sound of crystal stones.

In the void, veins of nothingness connect the crystals and these heartbeats.

The golden elixir demon flexed his fingers, as if playing a piano, and cut off one of the void veins.

At the other end of the line, the joy on the face of a monk who was about to escape from the forest was completely frozen before it disappeared.

A blood-colored flower suddenly bloomed on his chest. His forward body froze and he fell straight to the ground, lifeless.

Not far away from the monk, Ding Xiangxue, who had witnessed everything, suddenly stopped, and Chen Liushi on his back also had a look of horror.

Ding Xiangxue's eyes fell on the blood flower on the monk's heart, and she seemed to notice something. She took out two light yellow grasses from her sleeve with one hand.

The grass is green with a hint of yellow, like weeds with little nutrition.

She stuffed one plant into Chen Liushi's hand, took the remaining one directly into her mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.

Chen Liushi didn't ask any more questions and ate the grass.

In mid-air, the golden elixir demon cultivator raised his eyebrows slightly and looked to the left. Just now, two veins there were disconnected.

interesting……

The Golden Core Demonic Cultivator is not in a hurry to let these human monks die.

He gently plucked these veins, as if playing a piece of music.

But the expressions of the monks at the other end of the line changed drastically.

Dense pains came from their hearts, as if invisible hands were pulling their hearts.

That heartbeat!

Almost instantly, all the monks realized that something was wrong.

Some monks quickly used their spiritual power to protect their heart vessels, some monks used their spiritual power to block their ears, and some monks scanned the surroundings with their spiritual consciousness...

But none of this could stop those invisible threads.

The golden elixir demon cultivator smiled and played these veins wantonly, sometimes quickly and sometimes slowly, sometimes fiercely and sometimes gently.

The monks on the ground collapsed to the ground one by one with painful expressions on their faces, and some even curled up on the ground.

But without exception, they all clutched their hearts.

Mo Yitong and Wu Lei also fell to the ground. The severe pain made Mo Yitong look pale, and big beads of sweat dripped down.

As the pain gradually blurred, Mo Yitong seemed to see the faces of her senior sister and master in a trance.

No!

I absolutely can't fall here!