Rebirth cannon fodder counterattack

Chapter 27

The technique of fire escape is extremely fast, a little faster than the full strength of the foundation-building cultivator's sword, and because Bai Mo was worried that his spiritual power would not be enough, he swallowed three spirit-replenishing pills at once. In an instant, he felt as if his blood was burning all over his body. At first I was still conscious, but soon my whole body became numb, I just felt all kinds of scenery passing by at a very fast speed, and I couldn't stop even if I wanted to.

"Should I come out?" Bai Mo's thinking also began to be confused, and he couldn't even remember whether he had passed through the enchantment. He only felt that his eyes were gradually turning black, and his consciousness was gradually withdrawn.

When he woke up again, Bai Mo was so shocked that he could hardly speak, and he was falling!There is boundless darkness in front of my eyes, and occasionally a star-like point of light floats in front of me, flickering on and off, not very real.But at this time, his spiritual power has been exhausted, and he is constantly falling, and the bottom seems to be like an endless bottomless pit, only the faint sound of the wind can be heard vaguely, other than that, there is darkness and silence.

When he came back to his senses, Fang felt a tingling pain in his dantian, which was the reaction after his spiritual power was overdrawn.Fortunately, he knew that once the fire escape started, it would end only when his aura was exhausted. Bai Mo put a bottle of nourishing elixir in his pocket in advance, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to open the storage bag, and he wouldn't be smashed into meat sauce later!
Swallowing a nourishing elixir, slowly controlling the spiritual energy to nourish the exhausted meridians, even if she passed through the body of human fire, she still felt sore and unbearable.But at this time, a moment had passed since Bai Mo woke up, and the downward trend still showed no sign of stopping.

Bai Mo sacrificed the Lingxi sword, and was about to fly up with the sword, when he felt a sudden suction force from under his feet, pulling her away, and the speed of falling was obviously accelerated.Bai Mo was frightened, and urged the Lingxi Sword with all his strength, but found that his strength was like fallen leaves in the wind, fluttering around, but still unable to change the trend of whereabouts.

Bai Mo persisted for a while, but had no choice but to give up. In this case, it is better to accept the reality.He simply turned the head of the sword and cautiously probed down.The further down it was, the darker and colder it felt, Bai Mo put on the protective shield and his spiritual power circulated, so as not to be frozen.After another quarter of an hour, I finally reached the bottom.

Bai Mo controlled the Lingxi sword, slowly descending, and landed on the ground silently.There was darkness ahead, Bai Mo didn't dare to take out the moonstone, he could only cover four or five feet in front of him with his superficial consciousness, so every step he took was extraordinarily slow.

After another cup of tea, there was finally a faint light ahead, but it was as cold as the nine secluded hells.Bai Mo swallowed a pill of tonic, and followed the light to an underground palace.Each of the four corners of the underground palace has an ever-burning lamp, which spontaneously ignites without a core, but the flame is not red, but faint blue. The moment the Consonance Sword approaches, it is immediately covered with a layer of frost.

The surroundings were very close, and Bai Mo looked around with the lamp, and found that there was nothing else in this place except this strange underground palace.Although a little nervous, Bai Mo had no choice but to explore the underground palace.With a thought, she remembered the white silk handkerchief that Ling Yuhan stuffed in her hand before she left, so she patted the storage bag and took it out.

It was a very plain white silk handkerchief, with no other decorations except for the corners outlined with golden silk thread.However, the abundant spiritual power fluctuations on it show that it is extraordinary.This is still Bai Mo's first spiritual weapon, and the previous low-level and mid-level magic tools can't make it to the table at all.The moment Bai Mo forced out a drop of blood, which melted into the white silk handkerchief, countless messages flooded his mind, and after a long time, Bai Mo couldn't help but smile.

This silk handkerchief is also called Shadowless Flying Silk, which can be infused with spiritual power and worn on the body to achieve short-term invisibility; at the same time, it can also resist the three strikes of the foundation-building monks with all their strength.Moreover, the Shadowless Flying Silk also has the effect of entanglement and trapping the enemy, but with Bai Mo's current cultivation base, using it will consume spiritual power very quickly.

In any case, it was always a very good protective spiritual weapon, which just made up for her weakness of having no defensive magic weapon.Infused with spiritual power, Bai Mo enlarged the flying silk and covered his body, carefully walking down the stairs, step by step, into the underground palace.

The further you go in, the colder it gets, and Bai Mo's limbs are almost stiff. Fortunately, he is wearing the shadowless flying silk, and the protective shield that comes with the flying silk cuts off some of the freezing temperature, but even so, every step is extremely fast difficult.

The underground palace was very quiet, Bai Mo walked very lightly, and could only hear his own shallow breathing and the sound of his heart's blood constricting and rushing.After walking about a thousand steps, Bai Mo felt as if he had reached the bottom of the ground and finally reached the end.After passing through the long corridor, Bai Mo almost dropped the Lingxi sword on the ground when he saw the scene in the hall in front of him clearly.

In front of him was an altar carved from white jade. The four corners of the altar were pulled up by long and thick iron chains and hung in mid-air.There is a blue flame burning under the altar, baking the altar, and looking at the flame, the bottom is bottomless, only a steady stream of flames burst out from below, eternal.

(End of this chapter)