Martial arts become gods

Chapter 308
In the desert, Mo Xian walked alone, leaving a long crooked trail behind him.

The energy in his body has basically been exhausted, and the strength in his body is also slowly being exhausted.

At this time, he was still able to walk entirely because of the desire to go out to support him.

In this strange and weird place, he had to go out, otherwise he would die.

The sun slowly set to the west, stretching Mo Xian's back longer and longer.

But the sun did not completely set, but quickly returned to the sky, continuing to demonstrate its majesty.

A fiery wind blew past, and Mo Xian suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body.

His skin has long been dry and cracked in this environment, and the exposed cracks are full of fine grains of sand.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Mo Xian fell to the ground.

He no longer remembered that this was the first time he had fallen, and the sharp stone pierced his already extremely fragile body.

He was so tired that he really wanted to just fall asleep.

He has had this idea countless times, but he has forced himself to stand up countless times.Because he knows that once he falls asleep, it means death.

But this time, he was too tired, no matter how hard he tried, how hard he gritted his teeth, he couldn't stand up.

The body was constantly rubbing against the sharp stones, and streams of blood seeped out, almost staining the ground red.

Xiao En was also lying limply on Mo Xian's back, and it was obviously drained of its original intention to create a shade for Mo Xian.

"Xiaoen doesn't like this place, Xiaoen wants to leave here!" Xiaoen seemed a little confused, muttering to himself constantly, and then a drop of turquoise juice dripped from a branch and fell onto Mo Xian's withered body. neck.

Although it was only a small drop, it spread out in an instant, quickly nourishing Mo Xian's cracked body.

Almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, Mo Xian's body began to recover quickly, while Xiao En sank directly into Mo Xian's body.

Its body is no longer as crystal clear as before, as if it is about to wither.

"You must go out!"

After Xiao En finished speaking, there was a complete silence.

In the haze, Mo Xian only felt as if he had been enlightened, and a clear energy swam around his whole body in an instant.

He immediately woke up, bounced off the ground as quickly as if he had been electrocuted, and at the same time quickly shook off the sharp stones stuck to his body.

He raised his palms. He remembered that his palms had been ground to a bloody mess.

But at this time, although it is still covered with blood, it is very intact, as if it has not been injured.

"Xiao En?" He seemed to remember something, and immediately called out in his heart, but he didn't get any response.

Soon he discovered that Xiao En's body had been extremely sluggish, as if it had been drained, but there was still some vitality in it.

But this vitality is very weak, he must go out as soon as possible, otherwise, Xiao En may really die here.

"Don't worry, I will definitely take you out!" Mo Xian gritted his teeth and continued walking forward.

……

However, the situation did not improve, Mo Xian's physical strength was still passing at a strange speed, but the road ahead was still endless.

"Damn it!" Mo Xian clearly felt that Xiao En was getting weaker and weaker.He cursed, then gritted his teeth, and rushed forward.

The passing of physical strength was faster, but Mo Xian didn't have the slightest scruples.If the result is the same after all, then he might as well give it a go.

At a certain moment, this dead space suddenly shook slightly, and then everything in it seemed to become a little unreal.

But Mo Xian didn't notice anything, he was still running, although his physical strength was about to run out, he didn't stop.

He knew very well that once he stopped, he might not be able to run again.

Mo Xian's speed was getting slower and slower, and his steps were a little staggering.

He suddenly kicked a rock that was nothing to him in the past, and immediately threw himself forward, and then hit the ground heavily.

But he almost didn't pause at all, and immediately rushed out, leaving a clear bloodstain behind him.

In a trance, the road ahead seemed to come to an end.

It was a tiny black spot.

For Mo Xian, who had never had a goal, this black spot was enough to excite him.

"Xiao En, don't die!" Mo Xian roared, and his speed actually increased a bit.

The black dot gradually grew larger, like a throne made of pitch-black bone. There was no one on the throne, but a black flame floating alone.

This group of flames is extremely unusual, exuding a royal aura.

It seemed to be scrutinizing Mo Xian, floating quietly, and the surrounding deep flames kept swallowing.

Seeing the bone throne, a ball of flames immediately appeared in Mo Xian's eyes.

He bit the tip of his tongue violently, and the severe pain made him feel more refreshed, and he ran over with his legs like a throne.

But the throne seemed to be teasing it on purpose, it looked very close, but no matter how Mo Xian ran, it was still so far away, as if it was so close.

Mo Xian tried his best to look far away, and finally saw clearly the black flame on the throne that was hesitating, as if it was mocking him.

"Humph……"

With a cold snort, he took out a dagger and stabbed it fiercely in his thigh, bleeding profusely immediately.

Under such stimulation, his speed advantage increased a lot, but it didn't take long for his speed to slow down again.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stabbed Lai Lai's other leg with the dagger again.

With this ruthlessness, Mo Xian seemed to have finally approached the bone throne.

But his method was tantamount to drinking poison to quench his thirst. After stabbing himself so many times, his legs were already numb, and even his blood seemed to be drained.

However, the bony throne still seemed out of reach.

"boom!"

After stabbing himself again, Mo Xian finally fell down.

And the bone throne was right in front of his eyes.

After a while, Mo Xian still didn't move.

The black flame on the bone throne suddenly evaporated, as if mocking Mo Xian.

And at this moment, Mo Xian, who hadn't moved, suddenly jumped up and grabbed the black flame.

"Hehe, I can't die here." Mo Xian smiled tragically, and then there was no movement at all.

The dagger slipped from his body, and it could be seen that he finally stabbed himself in the chest, and only then did he burst out with the final strength.

After the throbbing flame was caught by Mo Xian, it immediately calmed down a lot, and then quickly merged into Mo Xian's body.

……

At the same time, in the ghost temple, a person opened his eyes, and then directly appeared outside the ghost temple.

"I got a fourth-grade martial skill, Ghost Destroyer!" He shouted in surprise.

(End of this chapter)