Chapter 258: Wind Dragon Transforms Into One, Attempts to Fly Over the Abyss! (Two in One)

Calculating the time, Song Changming walked dozens of miles and came to a place in the abyss.

This place is the best location he has found so far after repeated observations.

Almost every three days, there will be a low energy situation, which lasts for about five to ten minutes.

In addition to his persistent and repeated searches, there is also some luck in finding such a place and the time node that causes the low energy.

Just as Song Changming was waiting for those few minutes to come, a gluttonous beast suddenly crawled out of the abyss.

Thick legs and four slender arms, white bones covered with flesh and blood like armor, plus a long bone cone tail, stretching and twisting like a snake.

Song Changming was not surprised by the appearance of the gluttonous beast.

There are many such monster-level fog beasts in the abyss area, and he has long been accustomed to them when exploring.

He raised his hand and struck out a palm, and the majestic positive energy turned into a palm force, which directly hit the gluttonous beast.

The armor-like skeleton of the gluttonous beast was shattered, but it was not killed directly, but was knocked back into the abyss.

The gluttonous beast's body strength was extremely high, and it would take some time to kill it head-on.

Song Changming didn't want to miss those important minutes because of the entanglement of this gluttonous beast.

Buzz!

Soon, in the center of the abyss, the energy torrent that was constantly gushing out suddenly stagnated.

Under spiritual perception, the flow rate of this energy was obviously slowed down, and the magnetic field here also underwent a certain change.

Song Changming did not hesitate, and the eight cyclones in his body suddenly started to run at high speed.

A gust of adverse wind rose, and the sword intent appeared. Under the interference of the abyss energy, it condensed into eight wind dragon sword qi.

The wind dragon raised its head and hummed.

Then, under the control of Song Changming, the eight wind dragons merged into one and turned into an extremely condensed wind dragon!

Song Changming jumped up and landed on top of the wind dragon, letting it lift him up into the air and fly towards the abyss!

Back then, Nan Wuji, with his unparalleled sword attainments and internal energy control, condensed a sword energy and took him flying like an immortal.

Now, Song Changming's sword energy has almost achieved the same thing.

The condensed strength of the wind dragon sword energy is enough to carry him into the air!

In fact, he can do this when he has perfected both sword techniques and reached the seventh level of Qi Refining.

However, this method of activating sword energy consumes a lot of his energy.

Now that he has reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, it is obviously more comfortable to operate like this.

In a blink of an eye, Song Changming was in the air nearly a thousand meters high, and the ground next to the abyss was getting farther and farther away from him, and the uneasiness in his heart was growing uncontrollably.

Even though he had tried this many times, he still couldn't reduce the uneasiness in his heart.

Looking down, there is the bottomless abyss, as deep as a black hole.

When his attention falls on this quietness, he will have a kind of mind and soul being pulled into it, sinking deeper and deeper, and falling down violently.

At the same time, he is also affected by the special magnetic field in the abyss, as if he is carrying a mountain on his back, extremely heavy.

At this moment, if he is not careful, he will really fall into the abyss.

What will happen at that time, whether he can survive again, that is hard to say.

His intuition makes him subconsciously avoid this situation, and he only feels that it will be a life-or-death situation.

As he gets closer to the center of the abyss, the gravity of this magnetic field becomes more and more obvious and is constantly increasing.

Fortunately, Song Changming has a high level of physical training, and his physical strength is enough for him to resist the gravity of this magnetic field, so that his situation will not become difficult now.

As he gets closer to the center of the abyss, suddenly, an inexplicable humming sound comes from below.

The sound was hollow and somewhat creepy, similar to the strange sound under the deep sea, which made people panic after hearing it too much.

Whenever he heard this sound, Song Changming could not help but imagine what was under this abyss?

Of course, this strange sound might also come from a certain group of fog beasts living in the abyss.

Song Changming had heard it more than once before. The huge ice heart in the underworld sea was silently emitting cold air, stabilizing Song Changming's mental state and not being disturbed by these abnormal phenomena from the abyss.

One thousand meters, two thousand meters, three thousand meters

The wind dragon was howling, and Song Changming kept delivering internal energy to maintain the stability of the wind dragon to fight against the increasingly heavy magnetic field in this world.

Gradually, Song Changming could clearly see the other side getting closer and closer from a distance.

And he also felt a torrent of energy gushing up from below, washing over him.

At first, this torrent of energy was not strong, just like the magnetic field gravity at the boundary.

But as he got closer to the center of the abyss, this energy torrent became more and more terrifying, and formed a strong collision with the downward magnetic field gravity.

Standing in it, he felt that his flesh and blood body and the wind dragon under his feet were about to be crushed by two compressed invisible walls.

Nan Wuji touched this place at the beginning, encountered such difficulties, and almost fell into the abyss, and then retreated.

Song Changming chose to continue to advance.

His spiritual body was stable, and he continued to control the wind-attributed sword energy to support his body. After a sword energy was dissipated, it quickly condensed again.

The flesh and blood body was like a heavy iron that could never be bent, and it was hard to bear this conflicting energy and pressure, and moved forward with difficulty.

Song Changming knew very well that as long as he broke through the energy barrier above the abyss, all his efforts would not be in vain.

Unfortunately, after advancing four or five miles further than before, Song Changming's flesh and blood body could still continue to be strong, and remained standing in this energy torrent that seemed to be able to tear anything apart.

But his internal energy was finally a little difficult to sustain.

First, the strength of the internal energy was not enough. If he continued to move forward, his wind-attributed sword energy would be difficult to release and would be dispersed by this energy torrent.

Second, the consumption was too great. Although there was eight cyclones of internal energy stored in his body, he was about to face the crisis of internal energy exhaustion.

No wonder only those who practiced to the Xiantian realm could cross this abyss and come and go freely.

Song Changming had a further understanding of this Xiantian warrior in the ancient books he collected.

Xiantian warriors also have internal energy, but it is usually not called internal energy, but Xiantian Gangqi!

Possessing innate qi can not only allow innate warriors to fly in the air, but also protect themselves from the invasion of the energy and magnetic field of the abyss, so that they can be safe and sound.

Its strength is enough for innate warriors to cross this forbidden abyss across the earth!

Song Changming sighed in his heart, and was in the energy barrier in the center of the abyss. Looking at the last less than ten miles of the back, he could only retreat.

Innate warriors need innate qi for protection, but he doesn't need it at all, just relying on this well-trained body.

What he lacks is the internal energy reserve that flew by, and there may be other ways to help him cross the last ten miles.

Falling back to the shore, one greedy beast after another was startled, and kept crawling out of the abyss and pounced on Song Changming.

Song Changming simply carried the wind dragon and left.

He stopped to rest only when he was far away from the abyss.

This wave of attempts consumed a lot of his energy. All eight cyclones were on the verge of exhaustion.

It can only be said that he was not in the innate state. Such a flight consumed a lot of energy. This was why he did not ride the wind dragon at the beginning.

It was not worth it. After flying for a while, his internal energy was dry, and he had to spend more time to adjust his breath and recover.

"Is there any other way to cross the abyss?"

On a mountain, Song Changming sat cross-legged, resting while roasting a large piece of beast ribs and thinking.

In his mind, the last ten miles of distance, reaching the other side is not far away.

Perhaps if he can condense another cyclone, his internal energy cultivation will break through to the ninth level, making the internal energy strength and reserves a level higher, he will have a few chances.

But in the spiritual environment of Dalai, it is really too difficult to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refining Perfection.

Fortunately, he has a long life to squander. If there is really no other way, he can only wait for the day when the ninth level breaks through to try again.

"If we use the strength of the positive yang energy, we may be able to hold on to the end."

Song Changming then thought of other ways.

Using the third-grade positive yang technique, the internal energy is transformed into positive yang energy, and the strength is much higher than his wind dragon sword energy, there is no doubt about that.

But the only point is that the release and consumption of positive yang energy is also far greater than his wind dragon sword energy.

The strength is enough, but the internal energy reserve becomes even more insufficient.

Song Changming followed this line of thought and suddenly had a new idea.

If the internal energy is not used in the first part of the journey, and only the pure physical strength is burst out to make an extreme leap, it may be possible to save some of the internal energy consumption.

This method may not be very useful for other warriors, even if they are good at light work, the first part of the journey of one or two miles is the limit.

But he is different. He has the physical characteristics related to speed enhancement, and he has a powerful dragon force as a thrust ejection, as well as the light work martial arts that have been practiced to perfection!

The distance he can cross is quite amazing!

Of course, he had considered using external objects, such as the hang glider from his previous life.

But under the gravity magnetic field, it would be completely useless and would be a burden.

With an idea, he would try again.

Three days later, he returned to the original abyss.

While waiting for the weakest energy flow, Song Changming was flashing with lightning, the rocks under his feet began to break, and arcs of electricity rushed around.

Song Changming's hair was dancing, and even his eyes seemed to have lightning splashing and crackling.

Without stopping for a moment, Song Changming started to accelerate hundreds of meters away and rushed away.

In a flash, he arrived at the edge of the abyss and exerted force suddenly.

Boom!

With a loud bang, a huge rock pit appeared at the edge of the abyss!

And Song Changming seemed to have turned into a flash of lightning, and suddenly disappeared in the camera.

The picture turned, and Song Changming broke through the layers of wind barriers and had risen to the middle of a thousand meters in the air, and was still rising.

The hurricanes and cyclones in the sky could not stop him at all.

One mile, five miles, ten miles.

Song Changming suddenly realized that when he used all his strength, the distance he flew was much farther than he expected!

The main reason was that in the past ten years, let alone such a full-strength leap, even the number of battles he fought with all his strength was very few.

If it were not for the influence of the magnetic field gravity, he could even fly directly to the center of the abyss with just his body strength!

It can only be said that the strength of his physique has long been beyond common sense!

It drew a long arc in the air and fell rapidly near the center of the abyss.

Song Changming then summoned the wind dragon without panic and carried out the second displacement.

Entering the energy barrier again, when the wind dragon could no longer hold on, Song Changming then operated the Zhengyang Jue and exerted the Zhengyang Qi.

This kind of casual switching between martial arts techniques, which can be controlled as easily as an arm, can only be achieved after reaching the state of great perfection.

Outside the wind dragon, a layer of golden flame suddenly ignited, resisting the terrifying energy torrent, preventing the wind dragon under him from disintegrating, and then allowing him to continue moving forward.

Ten miles, nine miles, eight miles, seven miles!

Seeing the last section of the journey getting shorter and shorter, Song Changming was not so happy.

When there was only the last seven miles left inside the central barrier constructed by this energy torrent, Song Changming suddenly turned around and retreated.

His internal energy was on the verge of exhaustion again, and he had to retreat.

"It's consumed faster than I thought." Song Changming said helplessly to himself after falling to the original place.

Although this method was closer to the other side, it still failed to break through the barrier in the center of the abyss.

"Forget it, at least I see hope. When my strength improves, maybe I can succeed!"

Song Changming was not discouraged. His attempts were getting closer to the other side of the abyss.

He was also moving forward, which was enough.

The direction of the effort was correct, and there would always be a day of success.

"Then what's next"

After the attempt, Song Changming did not return.

He still had one thing to solve on this trip!

On a mountain hundreds of kilometers away from the abyss.

The mountain was covered with red flowers and trees, which was different from other mountains and hills outside the domain.

Under the cover of fog, this place was able to be full of vitality and grow grass and trees, just like the original Longmen Ridge.

Obviously, this place also contains rare spiritual veins outside the domain!

In this mountain, many figures were swaying in the gaps between the dense forests.

From time to time, there are strange sounds of people eating and gnawing bones, which makes this place look bright and vibrant, but there is always a gloomy feeling that lingers.

It's not just this mountain.

The area around the mountain is the same.

The coldness is particularly strong.

On the mountain, where the clouds and mist cover, many halls and peaks are located.

This is the headquarters of the extraterritorial corpse refining sect, which is now recognized by many people as the largest sect outside the domain!

"Please spare my life, please, I will go with you, just let my child go."

Not far away from the mountain, between several low slopes, a group of low-level warriors with blue faces were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't leave, I will kill your son now!"

Several members of the corpse refining sect shouted and whipped everyone with whips.

"Dad, they humiliated my mother. I will fight them. I will take them with me even if I die!" The young man's eyes were red and he howled angrily, which was quite bloody.

"You are looking for death!" One of the members of the Corpse Refining Sect was angry. The corpse puppet next to him received the order and grabbed the young man's head and lifted it up, intending to crush it directly.

Suddenly, an invisible wind blade penetrated the fog and arrived in an instant, cutting off the head of the corpse puppet first.

The young man survived by chance.

"Who is it!"

The member of the Corpse Refining Sect felt pained that the corpse puppet he had refined was gone, and his first reaction was to be furious.

The other members of the Corpse Refining Sect were all shocked.

Being able to take the enemy's head from such a long distance, and cutting off the head of the corpse puppet so accurately, this is not something that ordinary warriors can do.

The fog rolled, and no one responded to them.

Then, several invisible wind blades flew over.

The members of the Corpse Refining Sect had no time to react, and were beheaded by the wind blade one by one, killing them on the spot.

The remaining corpse puppets lost their life signs after losing the control of the Corpse Refining Sect, leaving only the captured warriors at a loss.

"Thank you, benefactor, for saving my life!"

"Thank you, benefactor! I will never forget your great kindness!"

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These warriors were weak, and even if we look at the martial arts world, they were at the bottom of the martial arts community.

They were captured by the Corpse Refining Sect and had no power to resist, so they could only leave it to fate.

Fortunately, at the last moment, there was a turning point, and the killing of these Corpse Refining Sect members gave them a glimmer of hope to survive.

A steady sound of footsteps came from the fog.

Then a figure appeared, a handsome young man in black.

The visitor was Song Changming who happened to arrive.

He glanced at the unfortunate warriors and said, "Run for your life. You can still survive by returning the same way."

When everyone heard this, they all agreed and left quickly.

They didn't want to stay in this extremely gloomy area of ​​the Corpse Refining Sect for a moment.

Only the young man who was rescued kowtowed to Song Changming repeatedly, and blood kept coming out of his forehead.

"My mother was harmed by this group of thieves. I want to avenge her and kill all the evil sects outside the domain! Please accept me. I am willing to serve you tea and water and work for you!"

"I don't accept disciples." Song Changming shook his head and said, unmoved.

He has been in the martial arts world for decades and has seen many people with blood feuds. This young man is not special in his eyes.

He has never planned to accept disciples.

Even if he taught martial arts to Su Qingqing and Song Ping'an, he didn't regard them as his formal martial arts disciples.

"If you want to learn martial arts, find another way for yourself." Song Changming walked past him and said slowly.

The young man was unwilling to give up, and watched Song Changming disappear into the fog again.

"Kid, go back first." His father helped his child up, with a complicated look on his face, and sighed.

The young man nodded silently, and suddenly said: "Dad, do you know Changming Society?"

"Well? Of course I know, it is a first-class gang in the Jianghu, and its leader Liang Zhaolong is also a strong man on the Tianbang!" said his father.

"I want to join Changming Society, start from the bottom, climb up step by step, and gain strength!" The young man said firmly, looking at his weak hands.

On this day, he realized that without strength, when danger comes, he can't protect anything

Song Changming approached slowly, and soon stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the sect buildings such as the hall and peak tower of the Corpse Refining Sect on the top of the mountain.

In addition to exploring and trying to cross the abyss, he should also settle this grudge with the huge Corpse Refining Sect in front of him!