Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 4 Escape from the Dead
Chen Xian swallowed his saliva. A demon cultivator in the foundation-building stage was simply not something a rookie like himself who had just stepped into the cultivation world could resist, but it was absolutely impossible for him to be captured without a fight and be taken to sacrifice to the flag.

Seeing that the evil spirit was getting closer and closer, Chen Xian was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. He secretly thought that this time it might be bad. There is no chance of reincarnation, and it is really impossible to be reborn forever.

Running is definitely not winning. My own speed, in the eyes of others, is not much faster than a snail.So far, apart from calling for help, the only option is to pretend to be dead.

Huhu, there will definitely not be a brave hero to save him, and his position will be exposed, and he will die faster.As for pretending to be dead, if you're lucky, if the crocodile is negligent, you might be able to save your life.

There is also a record of the method of holding one's breath and holding one's breath, but this thing is too unpopular. Chen Xian has never practiced it before. Now it's really hard to read it when it's time to use it. In a hurry, he can only sell it now.

This is a breath-holding method called "Dive into the Abyss", which requires closing the pores of the whole body, isolating the internal and external world, and the true energy in the body circulates along a strange route at a special frequency to enter the realm of fetal breath.

Easier said than done, it took Chen Xianguang a lot of time to close the pores all over his body, and before he had time to enter the realm of fetal breath, the evil spirit had already reached the top of his head.

What can be done has been done, and the rest is left to fate.

Chen Xian looked up, and saw a group of dark clouds approaching from far to near, within which was wrapped a burly man with his upper body naked. He had a shiny bald head and a ferocious complexion. A long crocodile tail.

If there is no accident, this big man should be the big crocodile in the foundation period mentioned by the big carp and the big lobster.But seeing him flying on the river with the demon wind, he stopped for three or four seconds when he reached the top of Chen Xian's head, and then continued to fly upstream.

When the crocodile demon landed on top of his head, Chen Xian was so shocked that his heart stopped beating, and when the crocodile demon walked away, his heart started beating again.

Chen Xian felt limp all over his body, staring at his eyes, as if he just had a fight with ten wolf-like mature women on the bed, and he couldn't pull up any more strength.

After panting for a while, when he was about to go ashore, Chen Xian found that the river had turned red, and the corpses of countless small fish and shrimps flowed down the river, covering the river surface.

"It seems that the two sides are fighting, and I don't know if the big carp can hold on?" Seeing such a scene, Chen Xian couldn't help worrying about the two demons who had kindly reminded him before.

"Wow~haha, you two stinky fish and rotten shrimp dare to fight with me, you know how powerful I am, ahaha..." A burst of insolent laughter came from the upstream direction, and Chen Xianxun's prestige Going there, I saw the burly man transformed by the crocodile monster holding a monster-like flag and screaming up to the sky. The sound was so loud that it could be heard ten miles away.

Looking at the flag in the big man's hand, Chen Xian felt cold all over his body, as if falling into an ice cave.What kind of flag is that? There are many ghosts on the blood-red flag, and there seem to be countless undead wailing and struggling on it.What was even more frightening was that Chen Xian found two familiar figures in the tumbling shadow.

The two fresh lives of the big carp and the big lobster disappeared like this, and the Yuan Ling was still trapped in the Wanyao Banner and driven by the enemy. If the Wanyao Banner is not destroyed, they will never be reborn forever. How sad it is.

Although Chen Xian is not a person with a strong sense of justice, he has his own views of right and wrong. He is very disgusted with this kind of behavior of using Yuan Ling to sacrifice magic weapons.

Looking at the ugly and triumphant face of the big man, Chen Xian really wanted to rush up and kick him twice.But the situation is stronger than the demon, the only thing he can do now is to act like a snake with his tail between his legs, trying to ensure his own life.

After laughing wildly for a while, the big man said abruptly: "Come out, you must be tired after watching the show for so long, let the master exercise your muscles and bones."

Chen Xian's heart skipped a beat: ****, I was discovered, why am I so unlucky?But he thought about it again, with this big man's ruthless means, if he had found out about himself, he would have fanned ten thousand demon banners long ago, and had taken his Yuan Ling sacrifice to refine the ten thousand demon banners. He was lying to himself. If he jumped out foolishly, he didn't know if he could make the other party laugh.

"Huh, if you don't come out, then don't blame me for being rude." After the big man finished speaking, the Wan Yao flag was swung, and countless ghosts rushed out from the flag, including flowers, birds, insects, fish, tigers, leopards, and wolves. space.

"Hey, I didn't expect that you, a little foundation-building demon, could make such a big noise. You are about to succeed in refining this ten-thousand demon banner. Let me see, nine thousand eight hundred and thirty-six, not bad, why don't you give it to the Taoist master?" Let's meet and greet!" There was a burst of ridicule in the ghost fog, and an old Taoist suddenly appeared surrounded by ghost shadows.

"Where's the bull-nosed man? You're so shameless. You want Wan Yao Banner to exchange your life!" The big man roared angrily, shook the Wan Yao Banner violently, and commanded Wan Yao Yuan Ling to rush at the old Taoist priest.

"Hey, you evil beast, why are you so ignorant of a good heart? This ten thousand demon flag is harmful to the heavens and justice, and it may be inauspicious to use it. The Daoist wants to save your life, but you only want to die. Let it go, let me help you." The old Taoist sacrificed a red leather gourd, and a stream of red mist sprayed out from it. When the fast-moving demon spirits touched the red mist, they melted away like snow under the scorching sun.

"Ecstasy and blood mist, I don't want to be a fellow." Seeing that the tentative blow failed to achieve any results, the big man waved the ten thousand demon banner, and ghost shadows flooded into the banner like a tide.

"Hey, you have a good eye, you know this ecstasy blood mist." The Taoist didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, and the red mist filled the surroundings, forming a dense protective circle.

The big man carried the Wanyao Banner on his shoulder, and asked expressionlessly, "Do you still want to fight?"

The old Taoist was silent for a few seconds before he said: "Seeing you making sacrifices to the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, I wanted to attack first and snatch the Ten Thousand Demon Banner away, but I didn't expect you to be so vigilant and be discovered by you, so the Daoist will leave first." After speaking, he raised the red leather gourd and rushed to the sky.

"Let's take my leave first, does it mean that I will come back?" The big man thought silently on the spot, and then flew towards his lair with the Wan Yao Banner.

Seeing the two leave, Chen Xian thought about it for a long time, not thinking that the competition at the bottom of Journey to the West would be so fierce. When reading Journey to the West in the past, all he saw were high-ranking gods and demon kings who dominated one side. This world is actually more ordinary people and low-level monks who seek longevity.

And a humble existence like myself may not even be as good as an ant in the eyes of those high gods and Buddhas. Ants can make them disgusted, but I can't enter their eyes.

"Oh, it's still too weak after all!" Chen Xian returned to his cave with indescribable melancholy.

After returning to Wolong Cave, Chen Xian immediately devoted himself to cultivation.What happened today stimulated him too much. In the face of danger, he was powerless to resist. He wanted to become stronger, stronger, and stronger again.

Not to mention that Chen Xian practiced diligently in the cave mansion, but also said that after the crocodile monster returned to his water mansion, his brows were frowned: Wan Yao Banner is about to be refined. Surely there will be thunder from the sky, and I will definitely hurt my vitality in order to protect the treasure and cross the catastrophe. But at this time, a monk who can use ecstasy and blood mist comes, and things seem to be a little bad.

The crocodile demon who turned into a big man touched his bald head, thought for a while and decided to ask his brothers for help. Although it was a bit embarrassing, it was better than being killed by people to seize the treasure.

After making a decision, the big man took out a conch from his bosom, and after injecting some true energy, he started rambling at the mouth of the conch.

At the same time, the old Taoist priest who used the ecstasy blood mist stood on the top of a hill, holding a sound transmission talisman and said: "Anyway, if you find more helpers, the Ten Thousand Demon Banner will be refined, and the other party will definitely do it too!" Those who call for help, if you want to win the treasure, you must hurry."

Chen Xian, who was practicing hard, didn't know that a storm was about to sweep across this peaceful mountain forest...

(To be continued...)
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