Soul Emperor Martial God

Far east, deep.

The figure emerging from the ground, staggered.

One was unstable and fell directly on the ground.

The moment he fell to the ground, there was a painful cry of pain and the sound of continuous cold breathing.

However, these painful cries, as well as the sound of cold breathing, seemed... very hoarse.

"Water..." The figure endured severe pain all over his body.

What he desires more now is water.

Compared with the pain in his whole body, his thirst all over his body now makes him more uncomfortable.

"Um." The figure snorted lowly.

Under his weak body, his vision was extremely blurred.

But under his body's instinct, he still endured the pain, and the moist smell in his nose became his guiding method.

There is water ahead.

But he couldn't even force his body to stand up, the extreme weakness made him extremely weak.

Reluctantly crawling forward, crawling forward a little bit.

Fortunately, the ground is still slightly moist.

Otherwise, his painful body will definitely become more like a knife from rubbing against the dry ground.

In a short distance, the figure crawled for nearly a minute.

There is a small lake in front of him.

There, it was just a huge pothole left under the traces of fierce fighting; later, under the heavy rain for several days, it filled up and became a small lake.

The figure, without hesitation, reached out and scooped a palm of water.

However, the arm was trembling, and he could only stretch out slowly.

Subsequently, it slowly retracted.

With the side retracted, water continued to flow from the gap between the fingers between the palms that could not be closed.

After he really took it back, there was only a small mouthful of water.

The figure drank it.

In his mouth, there were wisps of sweetness, which echoed incessantly, greatly alleviating the feeling of thirst.

The figure was overjoyed and leaned directly over the body, with his mouth close to the lake, sipping a drink.

For the figure, this is the sweetest water he has ever drunk in his life.

It's just ordinary lake water, but for some reason, it's like spiritual juice and nectar, and sweetness is like sweetness.

After a big drink, the feeling of thirst in the body eased a little, but it was still serious.

The figure can only continue to drink under intense thirst.

However, after he drank a stomach of water, his thirst did not diminish much.

On the contrary, the feeling of burning in the body made him more painful and uncomfortable.

The figure can only stop drinking.

Just raised his head, the figure was suddenly taken aback.

The surface of the water was messed up by his big drink, and now it has slowly recovered its calmness, like a mirror.

Like a mirror surface, the face of the figure was set off.

It was this face that stunned the figure.

That... is it really a face?

The face is slightly thin, with sharp edges and corners.

Obviously, this is an extreme face.

But the face at this moment can only be described with the word terror.

That face is already indistinguishable.

Some are just sores and blood blisters on the face.

Small sores and blood blisters covered the entire face.

This is a face that a monster can have.

At this moment, those clear eyes that used to be clear also became muddy and covered with black spots.

The corners of the eyes and above the eyelids are all corroded by venom.

The whole face has no good meat at all.

Blood spills from the flesh from time to time.

"Is this my face?" The figure was stunned.

The figure's head was directly submerged in the water.

This sweet clear water moistened his eyes a little, making his blurred vision clearer.

Lifting his head, the figure looked at his hands.

That...like my own face, it was a monster-like hand.

Different from Bai Ze in the past, at this time, it was just a hand covered with poisonous sores and blood blisters.

The whole hand was devastated, and it seemed to have been burned severely by the fire. It was a little black and bloodshot.

The figure finally understood.

His thirst was not because of pure thirst, but the whole body seemed to have been soaked in venom, with abnormal heat.

His voice was hoarse, not because of thirsty, but because his throat had already been corroded in the venom almost damaged.

His whole body aches and weakness is only one reason, the biggest reason is that his entire body is now riddled with holes, covered with sickly poisonous robe and blood blisters.

However, these are probably nothing to the figure.

With the figure's character, I didn't care about it.

He supported the pain in his whole body and barely looked inside.

Looking inside, I was directly shocked.

In the body, how bad is it?

His originally huge and astonishingly small world is now riddled with holes, like a deflated balloon after a leak.

The most frightening thing is that the holes above this balloon are densely packed with hundreds.

Above the hole, there is still a lot of poisonous atmosphere.

Within the small world and the Qiquan, the surging vitality of the past is long gone.

At the bottom of the Qi Spring, it seemed a piece of dry and cracked ground.

Above the Qiquan, around the small world, there were originally 9,999 shining martial arts.

At this moment, one does not exist.

All the complete martial arts are all gone.

The only thing that remains intact is the two spirits that have been at the top of the small world.

Perception, withdraw from the small world, and then inside the body.

In the body, it is even more shocking.

The internal organs, the degree of damage, can no longer be described as serious.

The figure even felt that he was still alive, which was simply a miracle.

The internal organs were badly damaged; after that, the flesh and bones...

The meridians of the whole body are already broken.

The bones, with a thin layer of venom remaining, make the bones fragile.

Flesh and flesh, it is as if strips of broken and fragile muscles are connected one after another, fragile and fragile.

This is really his body...

"This... is really my Xiao Yi's body?" The figure couldn't help but mumble.

However, that voice was extremely hoarse and harsh.

The figure is Xiao Yi.

In the previous battle with Elder Jingyue, in fact, he had left behind for himself, so he dared to detonate Poison Pill.

He is sure that he will not die.

In the venom, under the ground, life and death do not know for ten days, and finally broke out.

But the result in exchange turned out to be what it is today?

Xiao Yi even sensed that the strong perception that he was proud of in the past is extremely weak at this moment.

This weak perception, even if he used it to perceive his own body, was still extremely difficult and reluctant.

However, he still clearly perceives his situation.

I have lost all my cultivation.

The yuan power is dissipated, and all the complete martial arts dissipate the world.

A strong physical force has been destroyed, and it has become the damaged body now.

This is a body that is so fragile that even an ordinary person with no cultivation base is far inferior.

At this moment, Xiao Yi only felt ashamed.

This body is probably impossible to use for re-cultivation.

If he couldn't practice again, letting his Xiao Yi's methods be monstrous, after all, it was in vain.

He couldn't even condense a trace of flame to heal himself.

He couldn't even open his universe ring and take the medicine inside.

He is just a waste now!

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