1,850 Unlucky Dead

After recognizing the origin of the little monk Yanchen, the elders of the Demon Sect didn't think about anything and just scattered away. --

It seems that he is determined and doesn't want to fight with this person anymore.

With the little monk's agility, coupled with his terrifying swordsmanship, it is completely impossible to besiege him.

The only will of the Holy One who can win is offset by the Buddha's power on his body, and there is really an illusion that he can't do anything.

The large number of people not only did not play a positive role, but instead involved each other, which played a negative role.

Now these elders of the Demon Sect have given up the idea of ​​taking Xiao Chen's treasure all by themselves, and only hope that the king of his family will arrive.

Only with the strength of a human king overwhelming 'sex' can this little monk be easily restrained.

"It turns out that there is no one who can fight."

Yan Chen curled his lips, a smile appeared on his face, he turned around and jumped towards Xiao Chen.

Let's look at his delicate features, wearing a monk's robe, his winking eyes have not yet opened, and he looks a little immature.

It's such a little monk, known as the Silver Knife Little Demon Monk!

"Hahaha, Brother Xiao, I told you that I am a master, and monks don't lie!"

Yan Chen held Jie Dao, crossed many stone pillars, and the remaining prestige on his body did not dissipate, and he landed heavily.

Xiao Chen smiled wryly, not knowing how to answer.

boom!

But suddenly, something happened. The moment the little monk landed on the ground, the stone pillar under his feet collapsed, and he fell directly towards the abyss.

"Brother, save me!"

Everything happened between Xu Mi, Xiao Chen and Yan Chen had no time to react.

Anyone, including the Holy One, will surely die once they fall.

Thinking about the gravity of the abyss, it is simply not something ordinary people can bear.

Thinking of many masters falling, without exception, all of them died, Xiao Chen's complexion couldn't help changing wildly.

Get up and jump,

Come to the edge and look.

I saw the little monk struggling to grasp the gap of the stone pillar with one hand. From time to time, gravel slipped from his side, and there was no echo for a long time.

He wanted to use his strength several times to jump up, but the quilt seemed to be supporting one mountain after another, and he couldn't turn up at all.

Seeing Xiao Chen's outstretched head, the little monk hurriedly said: "Hurry up, give me a hand, I can't hold it anymore. This place is too weird, with stone pillars falling down, I can't use my strength at all."

In the dark, the little monk's bald head was particularly conspicuous, and it sounded a minute ago. Still killing all directions, a minute later, the little monk was in such a mess.

It is true that the body born with bad luck is not fake at all.

Xiao Chen couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and said, "Come on."

"coming!"

"I go……"

Who knew that when the little monk stretched out his hand, Xiao Chen could only feel a huge suction force, so fast that people couldn't react at all.

The whole body was directly ripped off by Yan Chen.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed the gap in the stone pillar.

The other hand was firmly grasped by the little monk, and it felt like the whole arm was about to be pulled and broken by the suction force of the little monk.

Now Xiao Chen could feel what Yan Chen said just now.

When the stone pillar falls, it is a completely different world, and the strength of the whole body cannot be exerted under the influence of gravity.

He couldn't even transfer his true essence normally, so he could only rely on his strength to hold on.

If it is normal, if Xiao Chen is alone, he will mobilize all the energy in his body.

It should be possible to stand up, but now dragging a young monk, it is really powerless.

"Brother, don't let go."

The little monk grabbed Xiao Chen's arm and said with a bitter face.

Xiao Chen wanted to be angry, but looking at his face, thinking about his title that scared away everyone, he laughed angrily.

If you want to die, you can die. Anyway, if the little monk doesn't come, he can't escape death.

However, it is obvious that they can already get away.

It's really unreconciled to come out like this again, no wonder those people want to run away. Who would not be afraid of such bad luck, not only for opponents but also for friends.

"Don't worry, I won't let go. Just hang it like this. When you run out of strength, just fall down together."

Xiao Chen smiled helplessly.

Yan Chen said depressedly: "Why is it so unlucky, the Holy One has to back away when seeing me, why..."

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Stop complaining, think of a way."

Complaining is never the way to solve problems. Deep in adversity, Xiao Chen was surprised for a moment, and then began to calmly think about various ways to escape.

Constantly analyzing how the situation in front of him came about.

When jumping between the stone pillars, there is no such terrible gravity. Why does it feel like two completely different worlds as soon as the stone pillars fall.

After much deliberation, there is only one possibility.

In the vast space, many stone pillars may support an invisible barrier.

Taking the height of the stone pillar as the critical point, once you cross the stone pillar, you will no longer be affected by the barrier.

In addition to bearing the pressure of the power of the False God, it will also be affected by the original gravity of this place.

"Brother, I don't think it's gravity. It's the power of the heart. I once heard from my master that Buddha Kasyapa cultivated the power of the mind before he became a Buddha. The power of the heart is ethereal and boundless, mysterious and mysterious, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people."

Xiao Chen asked suspiciously, "Mind power?"

In fact, it has long been noticed that ordinary gravity is terrifying. It's not that even the true essence in the human body can be affected.

It's not like, let people have all their abilities and have no place to play.

Furthermore, this place seems to happen to be the atrium of the Scarlet Blood King. If it is the heart power, it is really possible.

But what exactly is mind power, Xiao Chen has never heard of it: "Is there a way to crack it?"

"No."

The little monk said directly.

Xiao Chen was speechless, and after talking for a long time, it turned out to be all nonsense.

No, the arm is about to break, and the suction force on the little monk is getting stronger and stronger. His arm, if he persisted, would be torn off by Qi Gen sooner or later.

At that time, although he can break his arm to save himself, the little monk will definitely die.

With his physical body, cultivation base, and the resources on his body, reconnecting an arm is nothing at all.

Breaking one's arm to save oneself is indeed a good way to escape.

"Brother, I'd better let go. One person's death is better than two people's death."

The little monk felt Xiao Chen's physical condition, but at the moment he looked at it more openly, and felt a little guilty.

In the end, he was the one who got Brother Xiao involved.

"Need not!"

Xiao Chen let go directly, the little monk exclaimed, and the two of them just fell straight down.

Like a shot put, the gust of wind hits the ears, falling faster and faster.

The people who were thrown to death were all directly smashed into a ball of flesh because their bodies were not strong.

My own body, maybe I can give it a go and take a gamble.

All the bones in his body have been cultivated into primary keel bones, and his tendons have become dragon tendons. In the situation where the true essence can't be mobilized, the vigor can gallop through the dragon's tendons.

The dragon battle body unfolded in an instant, and the heavy dragon power permeated Xiao Chen's body.

A set of invisible dragon armor was formed to protect his body.

Spinning around twice, accelerating the fall, Xiao Chen put the little monk on his back.

The sound of the wind was getting louder and louder, and the air flow was already like a knife, scraping on the body, and the painful person grinned.

It's a pity that it is difficult to move your mouth now.

Boom!

I don't know how long it has passed, Xiao Chen's feet landed on the ground, and the huge shock force threw the little monk out on the spot.

Puff, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, and his internal organs were shattered on the spot.

A mouthful of blood, containing some broken liver, fell to the ground.

All over the body, inside the bones, cracks appeared and continued to spread.

Seeing that the cracks continued to increase, and the whole body was covered with keels, it was only a thread away from collapsing, and it stopped abruptly.

The crack stopped spreading.

"fine."

Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he had landed on the ground, and his bones were not broken. It was really a blessing in misfortune.

As long as he calms down for a while, the self-healing ability of the Qinglong blood in the bone marrow can play a role. The self-healing ability from the dragon blood can be recovered very well.

Even if the internal organs are shattered and the soul is shaken, it is only a matter of time before it recovers.

"Hahaha, brother, I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that my chest is a little stuffy, and I'm completely fine."

Before he could speak in the future, he saw the little monk Yanchen, who had escaped after death, and ran towards Xiao Chen excitedly.

Xiao Chen's face turned pale with fright, and he said hastily, "Don't! Don't! Don't!...don't come near me."

Snapped!

It's just that before the words were finished, the excited little monk put his hands heavily on Xiao Chen's shoulders.

Click click click!

The bones that were only a hair away from collapsing suddenly shattered under the slap of the little monk.

His bones were broken and his keel was damaged.

Xiao Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out from the pain on the spot, without consciousness.

Before his eyes darkened, he only thought of one sentence, "Unlucky, you're dead, unlucky, you're really going to die..."

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