I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 22 Misfortune diverted to the east (third)

This shout seemed to hit Hua Lin and He Fan hard in the heart, and also woke them up from fear and shock. The three of them started almost at the same time.

But before taking two steps, Hua Lin and He Fan were surprised to find that Zhang Jun was obviously much faster than them.

How can this kid run so fast? ?

He Fan and Hua Chen were both stunned.

The two of them were much higher in cultivation than Zhang Jun, but they couldn't stand the thick moss under their feet. Not only was it extremely slippery, but they also felt no force when they stepped on it. No matter how good their Qinggong was, they couldn't increase their speed at all.

But Zhang Jun seemed to be walking on flat ground at this moment.

After all, the two of them have not entered the Tao and do not have the ability to walk in the air.

The two of them were just stunned for a moment, and they didn't have time to think too much, because the monster behind them had slowly raised the bow and arrow in his hand.

"Kickkick..."

Just the sound of a bowstring pulling makes people's heads tingle.

While Zhang Jun was running wildly, he didn't forget to look back.

At this moment, I felt that the blood all over my body was running cold.

I saw a huge long bow aiming at his figure.

The pitch-black bow spine made a harsh sound of metal tearing as it bent, and the pale bow string was so thick that it almost reached the diameter of a human thumb.

The pulled out spine rested on it, and the palm holding the giant bow had protruding muscles and bones, and the thick skin glowed a dead white. The other hand pulled the head at the other end of the spine and gradually pulled the bowstring apart.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhang Jun seemed to see that the head placed on the bowstring was still screaming in pain.

Wisps of strong resentment made the originally limp spine become straight.

Before the arrow was launched, Zhang Jun could feel the breath of death already hanging over his head.

Damn it, why are you chasing me if you leave the two behind you alone?

Behind him, Hua Lin and He Fan had been thrown more than ten meters away by him. It was obvious that they were the best targets.

But the monster behind him seemed to have been targeting him for a long time. Zhang Jun changed directions several times, but the shadow of death not only did not lighten, but became stronger and stronger.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun started running wildly without any rules.

With the blessing of [Ruyi Golden Silk Boots], the slippery moss feels like walking on flat ground under your feet, without any impact at all.

Hua Lin and He Fan, who were following behind, were stunned when they saw him suddenly jumping up and down, suddenly changing direction, and even turned around and ran towards them.

Why is Junior Brother Zhao so crazy? ?
However, the two of them didn't care so much. Instead of stopping him, they bent down, grabbed the moss with both hands and used strength to speed up Zhang Jun.

As they said before, when the situation is critical, they will not deliberately protect Zhang Jun.

When disaster strikes, everyone relies on their ability to escape.

Suddenly, Zhang Jun heard a "collapse" sound, which was the sound of the bowstring being released.

The sound was like thunder on the ground. The arrow was not close yet, but he could already feel a strong impact on his back.

It was like someone punched him in the back. The huge force penetrated his internal organs regardless of his flesh and blood.

The world seems black and white at this moment.

Are you going to die?

This idea flashed through Zhang Jun's mind, but was quickly rejected by his firm eyes.

No matter whether this is just a game or not, I don't want to die like this.

I will still live until I change my destiny against the will of heaven!

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Zhang Jun frowned and took out a pill from his storage bag.

Chong Ling Dan.

Three medicinal herbs.

It was made by Zhang Jun when he was refining the [Nourishing Yuan Gathering Pill] last night.

Give it a try!
I saw him holding the elixir in the palm of his hand, while silently using the method of controlling the elixir meridians.

As this strange technique started to work, the elixir in his hand exploded instantly and turned into a stream of heat that penetrated Zhang Jun's body.

But this heat was not absorbed and digested by Zhang Jun. Instead, it followed his thoughts and transferred to his legs.

In an instant, Zhang Jun felt his whole body suddenly become lighter, and his legs seemed to have an endless force, and he kicked hard.

The moment when the vermilion arrow behind him was about to kill Zhang Jun.

"Snapped!!"

The soil on the ground exploded, and this scorching heat was stimulated from under his feet, and a shock wave suddenly pushed him out.

"boom!!"

The gravel on the ground exploded.

Hua Lin and He Fan, who had already run away, stopped and looked back. They saw blood in the distance, and wisps of blood twisting and floating in the air.

In a daze, desperate cries can still be heard.

"Junior Brother Zhao..."

He Fan swallowed and spit. With such terrifying power, if it were the two of them, they would definitely die.

As for Junior Brother Zhao Ju, I'm afraid his body is gone now.

"Life and death are destiny, wealth is in the sky. If you want to blame him, you can only blame him for his bad luck. You can't blame others. Let's go. We can't stay here. Let's go and see other places. If it's really dangerous, let's simply surrender and admit defeat."

After seeing the horror of this coffin, Hua Lin has realized that the rules this time may be more terrifying than they thought.

"This...is not good. If you surrender rashly, we will be punished even if we go back."

He Fan frowned.

The Wu Sheng Sect's criminal law is extremely harsh. If they surrender before reaching a desperate situation, the punishment after they return is not something they can afford.

"Ah!"

Hua Lin snorted coldly: "It's not like you didn't see it just now. The disciples of the Five Saints Sect and the Heavenly Tribulation Sect were killed instantly. If my guess is correct, the coffins here are full of such monsters. Even if we don't surrender voluntarily , when the time comes, he will be eliminated as well." Hearing this, He Fan felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Fortunately, they were a step too slow and disciples from the Five Saints Sect and the Heavenly Tribulation Sect found the way for them. Otherwise, they might have been the ones whose spines were pulled out.

"Where is Mo Yu?" Hua He glanced around and found no trace of Mo Yu.

"Don't worry about him. He's good at hiding his aura. He might be hiding somewhere. He might not be fine even if we die."

He Fan was very sure of Mo Yu's strength.

As a member of Mo Yin's lineage who is a single descendant of the Wusheng Sect, although Mo Yu's cultivation level is not high, his life-saving ability is actually the strongest among them.

Hua Lin nodded, and immediately did not dare to stay any longer, pulling He Fan away quickly.

The two of them hurried away without knowing that Zhang Jun was struggling to get up from the mud in the bushes a thousand meters away.

"Pooh!"

After spitting out a mouthful of moss, Zhang Jun looked back and felt happy.

This method of controlling the Dan Meridians is really wonderful.

If it hadn't been for this method, I probably wouldn't have been able to dodge that arrow just now.

Controlling the elixir meridians is not a secret technique for refining elixirs. Instead, it changes the energy of the elixir from absorbing it to releasing it. With the power of the elixir, a person can burst out with power beyond his or her own strength in a short period of time.

And there are no side effects.

The consumption on oneself is even more negligible.

After all, all the consumption was offset by the power of the elixir.

It has to be said that the person who can create such a secret technique is also a genius.

As for the shortcomings...well...it tests my ability.

After all, elixirs are very expensive. A third-grade spiritual elixir would cost at least one hundred spiritual stones. This skill is definitely worthy of being loved by whoever uses it.

Fortunately, Zhang Jun has never been sensitive to spending money. As long as he can save his life, a mere elixir is nothing. As long as the materials are enough, he can make as many as he wants.

The only pity is that he only has four spiritual elixirs left in his hand.

Just when Zhang Jun was still feeling lucky for his lucky escape, he suddenly turned around.

In the distance, a vague shadow flickered in the woods, approaching him quickly.

The distance was still far away, but the strong smell of blood couldn't escape Zhang Jun's keen sense of smell.

"Fuck, it's not like I dug your grave, why are you chasing me?"

Zhang Jun cursed loudly, got up and ran away.

But Shadow followed closely behind him, with no intention of letting go of Zhang Jun. Even because there was never a suitable chance to take action, the manic killing intent in his body became stronger and stronger.

"Kill, kill me!! Kill these bald asses!"

In the auditorium of the arena, everyone was watching a battle.

It is a battle between the disciples of the Buddhist Zen sect, the Golden Buddha Temple, and the demonic sect, the Demonic Sect.

The Golden Buddha Temple is famous for its Zen Buddhism.

Although the Demonic Sect is a great sect of demons, the exercises it practices have deep roots in Buddhism.

It's just that the method taught by the Demon King is based on the five emperors of the Demon King as the original form. He kills as he pleases, eats and likes and dislikes, turns the demon heart into his original mind, and saves himself to become a Buddha.

This is completely contrary to orthodox Buddhist teachings.

Therefore, the two parties can be said to be mortal enemies in the true sense.

Therefore, once these two families met, they fought to the death and immediately attracted the attention of both good and evil people in the audience.

Just as the two parties were fighting in full swing, suddenly someone in the audience seemed to see a superfluous figure suddenly appearing between the two parties.

"Huh?? Where did this wild boy come from??"

Everyone took a closer look and found an unexpected figure.

"Isn't this the boy who tricked Taoist Yushu to death? Why is he here?"

Someone recognized Zhang Jun at a glance.

After all, the interest in trapping Taoist Yushu to death has not subsided yet.

Just when everyone was confused, they saw Zhang Junren rushing into the melee between the two parties.

Neither party welcomed the sudden appearance of the figure.

However, Zhang Jun seemed to be unaware of what was going on. He would go where there were more people.

"Remnants of the demonic path, get out of here!"

A Buddhist monk had a cold face, raised the demon-conquering stick in his hand and smashed it at Zhang Jun. The stick emitted a bright golden light in mid-air. It was obvious that this demon-conquering stick was not an ordinary thing.

Zhang Jun saw that he couldn't dodge, so he stopped dodging at all. He drew out the stainless steel sword that He Fan had given him before and struck him horizontally.

"court death!"

Seeing that Zhang Jun actually dared to attack, the great monk's eyes widened, and the strength of the demon-conquering stick in his hand suddenly increased.

"boom!!"

The moment the knife and stick collided, Zhang Jun's tiger's mouth exploded on the spot, and his entire arm seemed to have lost consciousness.

His body fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, and he got up like a lazy donkey and continued running.

"You still want to run away, you..."

The great monk wanted to take the opportunity to give Zhang Jun a fatal blow, but at this moment, a terrifying murderous intention came over, making goosebumps stand up all over the great monk's body. He turned around and saw a man in the woods. A tall figure, holding a big bow, walked out of the white mist.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun could only say silently in his heart: "Sorry, dead Taoist friends are not dead Taoists. Brothers, bear with it. Today next year, I will burn incense for you..."

　This chapter says that when it reaches 20, I will continue to add more tomorrow.

　　Everyone, brainstorm any good ideas you have, feel free to use them, just think of it as giving some pointers to me, a pink young man who just graduated from school, (^_)☆

　　
　
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