Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 145 Demon Holy Land
Silent all night.

After the black figure raised its head once, it disappeared completely, and the outside returned to deathly silence.

Wu Chong ate the roasted black fruit and did not sleep.

Although the power of Yao Gong has been suppressed to the point of being useless, the cultivation of internal and external skills has not been affected. With the existence of these two forces, Wu Chong's 'spiritual power' can still be mobilized.So a day or two without sleep will not be affected.

Time passed and night receded.

The sun returns to the earth.

When Wu Chong walked out of the temple, there were only eaten peels and burnt black ash left inside.

It was also thanks to the collapse of a piece of the ruined temple, otherwise he would have burned until midnight and would not have enough firewood.

After the sun came out, the cold wave of the night also receded strangely like the darkness.This scene is obviously abnormal, but Wu Chong has no contact with other people in this world, and he can't figure out the reason behind it.

Walking to the side of the stele, Wu Chong stopped.

Bang! !

He raised his hand and patted the bottom of the stele, wanting to break it and take it away.

But the stele looked tattered, but its hardness was beyond expectations. Wu Chong's full-strength palm hit the root of the stele without leaving any marks, but his hands were numb from the shock.It took several steps back in a row to unload the force of the shock.

"this stone"

A strange color flashed in Wu Chong's eyes.

Not to mention, with his current internal strength alone, steel can be broken with a single palm strike. The stone tablet that looks full of cracks and is about to shatter in front of him has not moved at all. On the contrary, his palms are numb due to the shock .

Looking at the stone turtle at the back, it is still the same as yesterday.

Wu Chong also tried to chop Shi Gui's palm, but the result was the same.

This stone turtle can't be broken!
After thinking for a while, he turned around and found a pillar on the side stone steps, and struck it with his palm.

Bang! !

The stone pillar broke at the sound, and the upper part flew out directly, breaking into seven or eight pieces in the air, and the broken stones splashed everywhere.

"It's not a question of palm strength."

Wu Chong found another big stone, and with one palm, the stone was also broken into seven or eight pieces. The palm print at the fracture went deep into the heart of the stone, which shows the depth of his inner strength.

"Since it's not about palm strength, it should be about these few things."

Wu Chong turned around and looked at the temple of eyes.

Barren weeds, collapsed temples.

Inside sat a broken statue with no upper body.

Who smashed this statue?
Wu Chong had a flash of thought.

Then he glanced at the shining sun, turned around and looked for a direction, preparing to leave this place.When I first saw this temple, I didn't think there was any problem. When I looked again, I found that this place was full of uncontrollable factors.

Too dangerous.

Come back later to test it out.

Along the black forest, step by step forward.

The dilapidated temple behind him was gradually covered by bushes, and the stone turtle at the door and the dilapidated statue on the top of the mountain seemed to be watching him, moving away little by little until the figure was completely covered by trees.

The temple remains.

Silent and silent, occasionally the wind blows and shakes the leaves
Following the direction of the sun, Wu Chong walked forward.

The forest was bigger than he expected. With the strength of his feet, he was still in the forest after walking for a long time.Looking back, the path was completely blocked by trees.At a glance, there are similar trees everywhere, as if caught in an endless loop.

I don't know the way forward, and I don't see the way back.

"The direction is not wrong."

Wu Chong stopped and ate some black fruit to replenish his hunger, recalling the road he had traveled in his mind.

After walking for so long, he also felt that something was wrong with this forest. He didn't see any animals, not a single bird, beast or insect!
It's like a dead end.

The only difference that can be seen is the black fruit in his hand.

He still doesn't know if the gnawed fruit he picked up yesterday was gnawed by that black shadow last night.Because he went so far, the only moving thing he saw was the black shadow last night.

at this time.

Suddenly there was a sound of swords fighting in the distance.

In normal times, it is absolutely impossible to be heard at such a long distance, but in this silent forest, a little bit of sound will be infinitely amplified, and finally it can be heard clearly.

Wu Chong, who was gnawing on the black fruit, gave a pause in his hands and got up quickly.

If there is a fight, it means there is someone!

He can ask someone.

Thinking of this, he distinguished the direction, and quickly flew towards the direction where the fighting sound came from.

Qiu Qiren stopped, and the violent movement caused a trace of blood to overflow from the corner of his mouth again.

A look of worry flashed in the eyes of the little girl who was being carried behind him, but she didn't speak, let alone yell or cry.

She knows better than anyone who Qiu Qiren is desperately fighting for now.

At the same time, hatred grew in the eyes of this little girl who was only seven or eight years old.

Rivers and lakes, rivers and lakes.

In many cases, love and hatred are planted since childhood, and they only bloom when they grow up.

"Chou Qiren, put him down."

"This matter has nothing to do with you, why should you meddle in your own business?"

"Continuing to consume it will only lose your life in vain."

The three people who caught up quickly dispersed, surrounding Qiu Qiren and the little girl.The young scribe in the lead looked at Qiu Qiren who stopped, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.This man is too crazy, they really don't want to fight this lunatic unless necessary.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense, want to kill someone? Ask me about the knife in my hand first."

Qiu Qiren carried the little girl on his back, holding a steel knife in one hand.

There were gaps all over the knife edge, and the blood remaining on it told those who were chasing him how fiercely he fought along the way.

"You lunatic!! This little girl is not related to you, is it worth working so hard!!?"

The leading young scribe was also a little anxious.

He will definitely kill this person. If he can't complete the task of the master, it will be a dead word for him to go back.

"This place is the Beginning Demon Forest, the holy land of demons. It's not a disadvantage to be able to bury their bones here," Qiu Qiren said to the three of them.

The forest under their feet is the holy land of the devil.

The place where the legendary demon ancestor was born.

Before the Demon State was conquered, no outsiders were allowed to set foot in this place. The Demon Man firmly protected this place, and no one was allowed to enter it.It wasn't until the Daqi Iron Cavalry conquered the Demon State, swept away all the demon forces in this area, and reorganized the Dao State to shatter the myth of the 'Holy Land'.

It is said that when the Daqi Dao army attacked in the first place, the group of demons did not retreat.

Taoist official Ji Tianxiong used iron and blood methods.

Washed the demons nearby, and then burned them for three days and three nights before cutting off the belief of those demons.

Ji Tianxiong was also given the title of "butcher" by the devil.

"You want to die, I haven't lived enough yet! Return the devil, now this is the place of Daozhou!"

Before the young scribe could speak, the man behind couldn't help cursing angrily.

The former magic state.

Now, it's Daozhou!

(End of this chapter)