Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 37 Seeing the Fairy Again
Jin Ziming did not pursue the giant wolf, but directed all his attacks to the little wolf.

During the period, he was attacked by the opponent's soul ax many times, but he was forced to take it down, but the soul cauldron in his brain was getting thinner and thinner.

With a slight movement in his mind, the upper dantian swelled up, and immediately some colored gas was injected into the tripod to restore it to its original state.

Leng Yuedao slashed out with a false move, forcing the little wolf to jump to the right to dodge, and changed the attack target in an instant, changing to "flashing the knife" to the head of the giant wolf that was rushing again.

Realizing that he had been deceived, the little wolf was about to use the soul ax to rescue him again, when suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his head, but he was hit by the long silver needle shot by Jin Ziming.

Half of its pure and surging soul power was absorbed by the long needle, and then transferred to Jin Ziming, and the other half was directly drilled into his consciousness based on the rules here.

Jin Ziming's spirit was lifted, and after three moves, he split the last giant wolf in half.

The death of the little wolf proved that the long silver needle was permitted by Hun Qingzi and could be used here. Jin Ziming was overjoyed, and with all his strength, he rushed towards the forest.

Along the way, he encountered many monsters with the second or third level of Yuanshen, most of them were killed by him with the cold moon, and a few were solved with silver needles.

I also met two monks one after another, ignored their pleading for help, watched them being "killed" by monsters, and then teleported out of this space.

Now less than fifty miles away from the forest, Jin Ziming began to sprint faster.

But things didn't go as planned, soon a group of mutated native dogs stopped him, and he had to use all means, paying the price of his left shoulder injury, to kill these beasts and successfully break through.

The "Blood Refining Body Tempering Technique" is still effective, and the wound is recovering rapidly.

Jin Ziming was flying like lightning, and when he was only five or six miles away from the forest, another big trouble came.

A giant snake and dozens of smaller snakes surrounded him. The giant snake raised its three-foot-high head, stretched out a long red letter dripping with mucus, and suddenly attacked him.

And more than a dozen little snakes all launched their soul attacks, both double and triple.

Jin Ziming recited the "Four Small Mantras of Blessing" in a low voice to strengthen the cauldron, and at the same time he jumped up, and the cold moon fell on the snake's head.

With a loud bang, the big snake roared sharply, and turned its head to one side in pain.

It held the knife hard, not only did it not see any blood, but it sent Jin Ziming flying, only to feel the tiger's mouth tingling, and Leng Yue almost let go.

Only then did Jin Ziming realize that he had chopped at the hardest part of the giant snake's body.

He deliberately slashed at the snake's head again, and when the blade was about to touch it, his body suddenly rolled up and rushed towards the big snake's belly.

The knife combined with the "kun's momentum" stabbed out with all its strength, this time there was no such sound of gold and iron intersecting each other, and Leng Yue penetrated deeply into the snake's body.

The giant snake let out a heart-piercing roar, and a stream of stinky green blood splashed out from its wound.

This guy was quite calm, but he held back the severe pain and coiled his body into several circles to protect his injured abdomen.

Jin Ziming instantly cast three soul hammers, smashing out three big holes in the giant snake's soul space.

The snake's head drooped unconsciously, the coiled body spread out, and the eye-catching wound on the abdomen was revealed again.

Leng Yue Dao carried the berserk "Kun's momentum", pierced fiercely from the bloody mouth, while the giant snake was still in a semi-comatose state, it stirred and cut wantonly, and finally chopped it into two pieces.

He had just started to absorb the soul energy of the giant snake, and the spirit attacks from the group of small snakes on the periphery had struck again. Jin Ziming was so big that he didn't want to stop enjoying such "delicious food", so he decided to use the soul cauldron to bear it.

An accident happened at this time, the moment one of the soul cones touched the soul cauldron, it suddenly emitted a glaring white light, piercing the soul cauldron, and then spun to drill into the depths of his spiritual space.

Jin Ziming let out a miserable cry, this is definitely a little snake with a quadruple primordial spirit, unexpectedly mixed with an ordinary little snake, and it exploded into trouble at a critical moment.

The tripod slowed down the forward speed of the soul cone, buying Jin Ziming some precious time.

His upper dantian spontaneously rotated at high speed, releasing strong soul energy, resisting the severe pain and dizziness, and transforming the soul energy into overlapping shields to block the attack of the soul cone.

Looking inside, it can be seen that the soul shield was pierced by the soul cone one after another, but its speed finally slowed down slowly.

Taking advantage of the giant snake's fall, he continued to transform into a soul shield while jumping over the snake's body and fleeing towards the forest.

A group of snakes flew out, chasing desperately in the rear, Jin Ziming ran for more than three miles before completely destroying the soul cone in the space of spiritual consciousness.

There are still two miles to rush out of the grassland, but with the speed of the snakes, they will definitely be intercepted in advance.

After another three hundred feet, the group of snakes approached again, and Jin Ziming suddenly fell over.

With the "kun's momentum", he slashed at the leading little snake with the fourth level of soul, and at the same time activated forty-nine soul knives, allowing them to penetrate the little snake's brain from different angles.

The latter only suffocated his figure, and he returned to normal in an instant, his figure shot out like lightning, avoiding the majestic knife.

Jin Ziming seemed to have anticipated the little snake's evasive line of defense in advance, and swung out the "back flower reverse knife swing" coherently, and the saber aura was stimulated, blocking the little snake's way forward.

This snake is extremely flexible, it dodges, and retreats to the way it came from.

It was this opportunity that Jin Ziming was waiting for. Suddenly, the long silver needle in his left hand stabbed out suddenly, and it was about to hit him. The little snake suddenly seemed to lose all strength and fell straight down, avoiding the sneak attack of the silver needle like this.

But even so, the little snake who had regained its vitality on the ground showed frightened eyes, and did not dare to counterattack immediately, while the group of snakes behind it galloped to help.

How could Jin Ziming let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and run towards the forest.

The group of snakes hesitated a little, looking at the leader, but before they could chase again, Jin Ziming had already rushed out of the grassland, the little snake stared blankly, and then retreated angrily after a long time.

Jin Ziming was lying on the ground, his chest heaved violently, and he was panting heavily. Fortunately, the silver needle deterred the guy with the fourth level of primordial spirit, otherwise he would definitely not be able to reach this forest.

He rested on the spot for half an hour, silently recited the "Green Tara Heart Mantra", and only then recovered some soul power.

Every time Jin Ziming thought of the second level, he felt a little funny.

Hun Qingzi asked to kill all "acquaintances" who were above Jindan. This was completely aimed at the disciples of the big school. How many such masters can a casual cultivator like Jin Ziming know?

And those elites, maybe even the ancestors in the sect, have to challenge them, so why not be tortured to death?It seems that Hun Qingzi, as a casual cultivator, is also partial to casual cultivators in his heart.

Jin Ziming got up and walked deep into the forest.

Under the glare of the sun, the trees are lush and lush, the branches and leaves are layered, the wild flowers are fragrant, and even a few cheerful birdsong can be heard.

The green grass on the ground, with thick fallen leaves, is very soft to step on, with only a slight friction sound.

Jin Ziming walked forward, feeling very relaxed.

After walking less than three miles, he met his first opponent, Fairy Ye who haunted him so much.

Goodbye to Yi Ren, it was her girlhood.I saw that her eyebrows were like emerald feathers, her teeth were like shellfish, her waist was like a string of plains, and her muscles were like white snow.

Although she didn't smile, she was still overwhelmed by the country, like a fairy walking out of a beautiful picture.

Whether it was the soft hair, the graceful figure, or the lingering trace of youthfulness on that breathtaking and delicate face, they all made him fascinated.

Jin Ziming couldn't help smiling silly at her, and greeted her like an old friend:

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years. How are you?"

Fairy Ye glanced at him blankly, ignored the nympho, pulled out her fairy sword, launched a dazzling move, and attacked him.

Looking at this ruthless reality, Jin Ziming shook his head helplessly. Hun Qingzi's design was really a disaster. Such a beautiful and immortal girl let herself kill others.

He suppressed the reluctance in his heart, and waved his knife to meet him. Although the opponent's sword moves were sublime and elegant, they were not supported by vitality. They were obviously not as strong as the domineering Leng Yue. No matter how unpredictable you are, I will only use brute force The collision still forced the fairy to keep retreating.

Fighting against Fairy Ye made him extremely excited and happy, and he didn't want to end this battle early.

Unexpectedly, Luohua had intentions and flowing water was ruthless, more than a dozen soul swords suddenly penetrated into the brain, and stabbed fiercely on the soul cauldron.

Most of the sword body has pierced through this layer of protection, and its strength is infinitely close to that of the snake with the fourth level of primordial spirit just now, and it has definitely reached the peak level of the three great perfections.

Jin Ziming's soul was severely injured twice in a row, his headache was splitting, and he couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood.

This little lady is too ruthless, she is still addicted to beauty and tenderness, but the other party has already killed her.

Jin Ziming had no choice but to arouse the upper dantian, and recited the "Green Tara Heart Mantra" again to replenish the soul energy, finally forced out the soul sword inserted in it, and hurriedly reinforced the soul cauldron with the "Four Little Mantras of Blessing" .

Jin Ziming's heart became ruthless, and he no longer felt pity for fragrance and jade, forty-nine flying knives shot at the opposite fairy from multiple angles, different speeds and trajectories.

In her hand, Leng Yue continued to swing the "Virtual and Real Whirlwind Knife" combined with the "Kun's Possession", which immediately made it difficult for Fairy Ye to parry, so she could only defend with the sword while attacking with the soul sword.

Fairy Ye's soul power was really powerful, Jin Ziming could only feel the roar in his head, and the pain kept coming.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and hold on, and finally found a gap for the opponent to switch sword moves, swung his saber forward, and "killed" the goddess of his dreams.

The poor fairy turned into a gust of white soul energy and penetrated into his brain, and Yi Ren's beautiful figure disappeared in an instant.

This soul energy was powerful and surging, which made him greatly nourished, and he finally recovered from the two severe injuries.

(End of this chapter)