C487 Spirit race (1/2)
Sou sou sou …
Sou sou sou …
The figures of the Martial Cultivator s of the three sects and Zhan Tianming quickly shuttled back and forth the Spirit Burying Mountain. Those craggy and strange rocks became indistinct, as if they were sprinting backwards.
Behind them, a large number of mummies were crazily chasing after them.
Behind the corpses, the transparent Blue Lake Beast Xue Zong's huge body continued to roll forward, like a tidal wave.
Hualala …
Rumble …
Everywhere it passed, all the craggy and strange rocks collapsed with a loud bang.
At the moment, Xue Zong still had many Demonic Beast that were being devoured, and those Demonic Beast were still struggling, looking extremely terrified.
However, it was useless.
No matter how they struggled, they couldn't escape. Xue Zong's body was like an invisible hell shrouding over their bodies.
Aside from the Demonic Beast, there were also an extremely small number of Human Cultivator s that were also struggling.
Unfortunately, as their life force was slowly sucked away, their struggles became weaker and weaker, until they finally disappeared.
As Zhan Tianming flew, he also consumed over a dozen Huihai Na Yuan Dan.
The Nirvana Mantra operated quickly, recovering the Genuine Essence.
Under this kind of two-pronged attack, the Genuine Essence's recovery speed was very fast, and his Dragon Soul Absolute Air Force was completely supported by his mental strength, so he did not consume the Genuine Essence at all. The thirty thousand plus Genuine Essence that were previously exhausted were completely restored in a short period of time.
”From the looks of it, when the Ice Heart Sword Art is dealing with Xue Zong, the effects will be greatly reduced, and maybe even increase the opponent's HP.”
”And right now, my fire attribute has a might of 29 points, it's probably not even as strong as Ba Jie's Purple Flame Devour, but it doesn't seem like there's any other way.”
He turned his head slightly.
In the state of activating the Ratchet Eye, Zhan Tianming saw far more than he usually did.
Xue Zong and the dried corpses all clearly entered his line of sight.
The blood stain on the top of Xue Zong's head was definitely the longest that Zhan Tianming had ever seen.
Just as Zhan Tianming was about to say something, he heard a voice from in front of him.
”Sect Leader, go out and investigate the corpse of this disciple.”
Hearing that, Zhan Tianming, Jian Lingfeng, Lin Feng and the others all turned to look at him.
Unfortunately, they weren't allowed to check too much with time.
Zhan Tianming's gaze also quickly swept across them.
The corpses were completely undamaged and did not have any external wounds. However, the feeling they gave people was that the owners of the corpses were not the Martial Cultivator s, but rather, ordinary people.
”Hmm?”
Zhan Tianming frowned slightly.
”If the Martial Cultivator were to die, within a short period of time, I would usually feel a trace of the Genuine Essence's overflowing fluctuations on their corpses. But, why haven't these corpses been there?”
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, Zhan Tianming and the rest had already passed where the corpses were.
They did not dare to stay.
After all, Xue Zong and the dried corpses were not far from them.
, Lin Feng, Hu Xinliang and the others also noticed this and frowned slightly.
”Master, I smell a strange smell. There is a kind of energy fluctuation here that makes me very uncomfortable.” The Little Purple transmitted.
Zhan Tianming's eyes swept the surroundings.
Unfortunately, they didn't find anything amiss, but since the Little Purple had said so, there must be something inside.
”It seems that the energy emitted by the people who were buried here in the Spirit Clan still exists in this Spirit Burying Mountain. I believe that the deaths of those few disciples were most likely related to this as well, no?” Zhan Tianming pondered.
”Whiz!”
Suddenly, a strange, sharp energy shot out.