Danshen Wuzun

Chapter 62 Vitality and Death

The whole body of the charred lightning strike wood pulled out a trace of buds, exuding a strong and rich breath of life, entangled Qin Xiaotian, and pulled him towards him.

The ground was plowed into deep ravines, and the huge force was comparable to a peerless beast, which made Qin Xiaotian have no strength to resist at all.

He even used the ancient killing formation, with a sharp aura like a knife, but he still couldn't get rid of the tender green shoots.

Qin Xiaotian's face was flushed red, his eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were gritting.

He really never imagined that people's hearts would be so sinister, and she would take the risk to save Xiyan. Instead of being grateful, she would even go so far as to snatch his own bronze furnace!
"Xiyan, Xi Nanshan, even if I, Qin Xiaotian, am a ghost, I will not let you go!" Qin Xiaotian's voice was full of resentment and unwillingness, and his gums were biting the ground to ooze blood.

A strong force came from Zhi Ya, directly pulling him back to the main body.

Qin Xiaotian's heart trembled, and bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Am I going to die like this?

Mingyue has not seen it yet, and the grievances with the Qin family have not yet been resolved...

He slowly closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

However, the weirdness in his imagination didn't happen. After the tender green branches pulled him to the Lightning Strike Tree, he didn't make any further moves.

After a long while, Qin Xiaotian realized something was wrong. He was full of surprise and looked at the huge lightning strike wood.

"It... didn't kill me?" Qin Xiaotian's breathing was a little short, and there was hope in his heart.

"In this way, I have a chance to escape!"

He looked around, and suddenly found that the small black sword was in his hand.This small black sword is very extraordinary, with black mist lingering on it, before touching it, one can feel the piercing coldness rushing towards the bone.

The small black sword gives people a sense of death, full of lifelessness.Where it cut in, a section of tender green shoots just came out, swaying back and forth, exuding holiness and vitality.

Dead air and vitality are intertwined, dispelling each other, and competing with each other.

Whether it's the tender buds or the small black sword, they all exude the aura of the supreme avenue, which is an existence close to the rules of heaven and earth. Just the aura, there is a strong sense of oppression.

Qin Xiaotian's heart was full of doubts, his heart was pounding, but in front of him was an ancient weapon with supreme power, something that even the ancient family would snatch it.

But such a treasure is within his reach.

This feeling is so wonderful that Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but want to pull it up.

However, he still held back, because the little black sword was so weird, it looked like a living wild monster, and its aura made people tremble!
He swallowed his saliva with a "gudong", and saw that Zhiya stopped attacking after letting go of him, so he wanted to go out tentatively.

However, just as he took a step, the tender green shoots entangled him again and pulled him back.

Tried several times, same thing.

Moreover, he also felt a different breath, the bud seemed to be conveying something, giving him a soft feeling.

Qin Xiaotian meditated for a moment, watching the small black sword being inserted into the lightning strike wood, the vitality and the dead energy were contending, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his head.

"Could it be that the Thunderbolt Wood wants me to help it pull out the little black sword?" As soon as this idea came up, the young sprout immediately gave off a stronger vitality, and the breath became softer.

Qin Xiaotian was even more surprised, "This lightning strike wood is so extraordinary, it can even sense my thoughts!"

It is almost certain that this piece of lightning strike wood is definitely the existence of the ancient king. For some unknown reason, he encountered a thunder disaster, fell here, and was cut by the small black sword.

"Thinking about it this way, this little black sword must be extraordinary!"

He hesitated in his heart, not daring to stretch out his hand to pull it out, fearing that the death energy of the little black sword would contaminate him and extinguish his vitality.

He struggled for a while, finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "If you don't help, you will die, why don't you fight!"

Qinglianhuo was released by him at once, covering his hand, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and firmly grasped the hilt of the small black sword.

The moment he touched the hilt, the bone-chilling breath almost froze him to death!
This small black sword seemed to connect the underworld and the human world, the coldness and death qi intertwined, converging into a torrent, rushing into Qin Xiaotian's body.At that moment, he felt as if a door opened in the void, and thousands of Yin soldiers rushed out, trying to suck all his vitality away.

This is so terrifying, so terrifying, it makes his soul tremble!Qin Xiaotian felt that his vitality was being sucked away by it rapidly, his skin withered quickly, and three thousand black hairs were like snow in an instant!

At this moment, the green shoots from the Thunder Strike Wood wrapped around his body, endless vitality poured into his body, and the dry fountain of life was immediately filled, the powerful vitality confronted the dead energy of the little black sword, The two started a battle in Qin Xiaotian's body.

I saw half of Qin Xiaotian's body withered and dead, while the other half of his body glowed with majestic vitality.His state is very strange, like Tai Chi Liangyi, half for life, half for death.

After several collisions in succession, Qin Xiaotian felt that his body was about to be torn apart.

The two rushed into his spiritual sea again, and then collided, the spiritual sea churned, and the spiritual land trembled, as if the sky was falling apart.

He couldn't take it anymore, his body seemed to be splitting apart, but the confrontation between vitality and death was not over yet.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, Qin Xiaotian spurted a mouthful of blood, the world inside his body was about to be smashed, and all the meridians were broken.

"If this continues, I will die here!"

Qin Xiaotian's eyes were filled with countless bloodshot eyes, he snarled, and golden light burst out from his whole body.

"Only by suppressing this death energy, can I survive!"

The Dao pattern began to appear on his body, and the ancient killing formation was fully activated by him, followed by the Qinglian fire, which also blazed to help suppress it.

The two are compatible, the combination of sharpness and fiery heat crashes into the gray dead energy.Vitality and death were originally equal, but now with the addition of this force, the balance of victory immediately began to tilt.

He was exhausted, crushed and passed by, retreating all the way, and finally completely exited his body.

Qin Xiaotian's physical condition at the moment is extremely poor, cracks appear in his spiritual sea, his internal organs tremble, his meridians are cut off, and blood is constantly overflowing from his mouth and nose.

The buds emitted a green light, and a spirit full of vitality was introduced into his body to help him heal his wounds.

After a long time, Qin Xiaocai came back to his senses, recalling the horrible scene just now, he still felt lingering fear.He clearly felt that he had reached the door of death, and he was just a hair away from being really dead!
"Fortunately, I, Qin Xiaotian, was lucky enough to be able to escape in a desperate situation..." He sighed with a long sigh of relief.

Qin Xiaotian tilted his head casually for a glance, and suddenly saw that small black sword that was as black as ink was falling to the ground.

(End of this chapter)