Immortal Martial Immortal

Chapter 227
A sky-yin vulture much larger than the ordinary sky-yin vulture flew over. It had a tumor on the top of its head, and its beak was red, making it look a bit coquettish.

Ordinary Tianyin vultures are at the Nascent Soul Stage, with different levels of high and low, but the Tianyin vulture in front of him gave Qing Cheng the feeling that he couldn't see clearly, that's right, he just couldn't see clearly.

The whole body of Tianyin Vulture King swooped over at once, Qing Cheng was shocked, and hurriedly dodged, but was still touched by the energy next to Tianyin Vulture King, and his body tilted slightly.

The sleeves of the purple clothes waved up quickly, and several divine lights flew out from the sleeves.

"The Thirteen Lights of the North Sea!"

Thirteen beams of cold blue light slashed towards the Sky Yin Vulture like brilliant sword energy.

Tianyinjiu knew that Ziyi was dangerous and not easy to mess with, so he swooped down and dodged it.

"I want to leave, but there is no way"

As soon as Ziyi pinched Fa Jue, the thirteen divine lights turned around, and followed the Sky Yin Eagle again. The Sky Yin Eagle flew extremely fast, but it was faster than the divine light.

Sky Yin Eagle dodged a few fatal rays of light, but was still hit by the light, and black blood flowed out from its body.

"The wind and rain are supreme! Maha Wuliang!"

Qing Cheng clasped his hands together, a big character '*' appeared in front of him and then flew towards Tianyin Vulture King!
Tianyin Vulture King received Qingcheng's blow, but he couldn't bear it. He let out a strange cry, and the light in his eyes weakened, and then he fell heavily into the sea of ​​suffering.

Ziyi said slowly: "Let's go now, otherwise I don't know what danger will appear later"

Qingcheng nodded, agreeing.

The two continued to fly towards the bitter forest. With their cultivation and speed, they arrived at the rumored bitter forest in a short while.

The sea of ​​clouds was churning in front of me, and under the lingering white mist, I could faintly see a few tree trunks, but I could no longer see through other things. This is the famous bitter forest in Houhai.

As soon as they entered the bitter forest, many monks with great supernatural powers never returned, and finally died here tragically.

"Let's go in," Qing Cheng said slowly.

Ziyi nodded, and the figures of the two disappeared above the bitter sea and entered the bitter forest.

When the two entered the bitter forest, they immediately felt that there was no breath in their bodies, as if all the meridians and pores in their bodies were blocked.

"I can't absorb the true energy anymore, Qingcheng," Ziyi said with some panic.

Qing Cheng nodded and said: "Me too, it's a bit weird here, we'd better use less qi and keep some."

Although Qing Cheng said so, flying in the sea of ​​bitterness does not consume true energy, especially Zi Yi, who consumes it even faster than Qing Cheng.

Qingcheng took out his own spirit grass and spirit fruit continuously, and the two supported them all the way, thinking about flying forward.

But no matter how you move forward, the scenery in front of you is the same, with the same misty white smoke, the same vast sea of ​​trees, and you can't see the figure in front of you within three feet of your body.

A month passed, and the two of them were walking aimlessly in the bitter forest. At this time, Qingcheng had almost consumed all the spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs in the storage ring.

Ziyi's face was a little pale, and he said: "Even if I want to go out now, it's impossible, I don't know how to go the same way."

"It doesn't matter, maybe there is a way out ahead, isn't there someone who has walked out of the bitter forest? Let's persevere," Qing Cheng said with a smile.

Ziyi smiled wryly and said, "But my true energy is almost exhausted."

While speaking, Ziyi felt that his body was a little precarious, and then all the true energy in his body disappeared.

When Qing Cheng saw it, he quickly flew over and hugged Zi Yi.

As soon as he hugged Ziyi, Qing Li immediately felt a kind of nephrite-like warmth all over his body, and everyone felt an extremely scorching heat, as if a ball of fire was burning.

Ziyi looked at Qingcheng closely, and Qingcheng hurriedly said: "Let's go, maybe there will be a different discovery ahead."

Qing Cheng hugged Zi Yi and flew forward, but Zi Yi looked at Qing Cheng with burning eyes.

"It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have come to the Kulin!" Zi Yi suddenly said again.

Qing Cheng shook his head and said, "I am willing to come, it has nothing to do with you"

"Or you put me down, go by yourself and hold me."

Qingcheng said directly: "Even if I survive, I will be in a state of anxiety for the rest of my life."

Ziyi's lips parted, but she didn't say anything, but looked at Qingcheng with her eyes motionless, with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

Gradually, Qingcheng also felt exhausted, and his body felt sore and swollen. Qingcheng knew that this was the result of excessive use of internal force, and Ziyi looked at the sweat left on Qingcheng's neck and forehead, and his heart was full of worry.

"What's that in front of me, I really want to see something different," Zi Yi said suddenly.

When Qing Cheng heard it, his eyes looked in the direction Zi Yi pointed, and the front looked different, it was dark, like a small island.

"Qing Cheng, hold on, we'll be there soon." Zi Yi gritted her teeth and said, looking at Qing Cheng.

Qing Cheng nodded and continued to fly forward. As Qing Cheng got closer and closer, there was indeed a small island in front of him. Qing Cheng was a little surprised when he saw it.

"thump!"

When Qing Cheng landed on the island, his back was directly attached to the ground, while Zi Yi lay on his chest.

"Qingcheng, are you alright?" Ziyi stood up and asked worriedly.

Qing Cheng said with a smile: "It's nothing serious, I just overused my qi, and I'll be fine after a short rest."

Hearing what Qing Cheng said, Zi Yi finally felt relieved.

After a while, Qing Cheng stood up slowly, and the two looked at the small island in front of them curiously.

Ziyi said suspiciously: "I didn't expect that there is a small island in the bitter forest. Why is there no record in the ancient books?"

"Maybe these people didn't find this island," Qing Cheng guessed.

Ziyi shook his head and said: "This reason is too far-fetched. My intuition tells me that this small island should not be simple. We should be careful."

Qing Cheng smiled wryly and said: "We have nothing to cultivate now, and we have no real energy, so how careful we are?"

Zi Yi pouted and said: "Aren't you a martial artist? Without true energy, you are still very powerful."

Qing Cheng nodded, even if he has no internal strength now, relying on his body alone, his strength is still very strong.

Ziyi and Qingcheng walked side by side, walking forward cautiously.

In front of the island is a forest, which is very dark and shadowy, making it difficult to see the specific situation inside.

"S!"

"careful!"

Qing Cheng shot like lightning, grabbed a small green snake, and then flung it away with force.

Ziyi panted heavily with lingering fear in his heart, his chest heaved, and he said, "I was really scared to death just now."

Qing Cheng couldn't help laughing and said: "A monk in the mid-stage distracted, still afraid of a little poisonous snake in the separation stage?"

Zi Yibai glanced at Qingcheng and said: "Now my cultivation base is not at all, otherwise that little snake would not be able to get close to me."

(End of this chapter)