Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 279

Hearing the sound of the fight, Chen Xian immediately got up and flew away. After flying for a minute or two, he stopped again.

This grassland is a maze, the sound that was obviously still in front of him just now, flew behind for a while, but just now flew all the way, Chen Xian didn't see any fight.

Chen Xian calmed down, and walked towards him step by step according to the fluctuation of vitality he felt in his heart.

In the phantom array, the eyes may be deceived by the illusion, and the ears may be deceived by the phantom sound, but the heart cannot be deceived, and the fluctuation of vitality cannot be faked. Feeling the vibration of the vitality in his heart, he walked crookedly to the east from time to time.

Chen Xian has telepathy with Bing Jiao, so he won't get separated in the phantom formation. Now, relying on his mind's sense of vitality fluctuations, although he walks crookedly, he is sure that he is walking a straight road.

The grassland was not safe. After traveling for more than a hundred miles, Chen Xian suddenly had a warning sign in his heart. Before he could take a defensive posture, something entangled his calf.

"Ding ding..."

Chen Xian opened his eyes and saw a bloodthirsty vine wrapped around his feet. The slightly curved barbs on the vine had pierced his trouser legs, and he was struggling with his skin.

"choke--"

The Xinghen sword was out of its sheath for half an inch, but Chen Xian suddenly stopped and inserted it back. Now he is going to settle accounts with these bloodthirsty vines, why not use his tricks?

Chen Xian wanted to be dragged by the vine to run through the grass that was as sharp as iron and iron. What if he messed up his hairstyle and scratched his handsome face?

After thinking and thinking, he decided to walk forward by stepping on this vine, and he would definitely find the location of the bloodthirsty vine.

After thinking this way, Chen Xian broke the vine on his calf, stepped on the blood vine, stamped out its vitality, and walked towards the end of the blood vine step by step.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

When walking forward, countless blood-colored vines emerged from the grass and the void, entangled Chen Xian.

His face remained unchanged, and with the long sword in his hand, he cut off the vines one by one.

With a sound of "chi", a slightly inconspicuous cane suddenly passed through the sword net and touched Chen Xian's back. The barbs on it easily pierced through his clothes and skin.

"Oh!" Chen Xian yelled strangely, and slashed out with a sword with his backhand, cutting a gap in the rattan.

The sword didn't break the blood vine, which was beyond Chen Xian's expectation, but the blood vine was sucking his own blood, so he didn't think too much about it, so he swung the sword again.

With this sword, more immortal essence was infused, and the strength used was greater. When the sword came out, the air was twisted.

The sword came out silently, because the sword was faster than the sound, it appeared at the gap cut before, and then drew a semicircle, cutting off the ten vines that hit the front.

"call out--"

It wasn't until the sword returned to the front that the sharp sword chant resounded all around.

Chen Xian's left hand was wrapped with a true essence shield, and he sucked the cane that he had cut off after sucking a mouthful of blood just now into his hand.

There are dense barbs growing on the one-foot-long hard rattan. At first glance, there is no difference from the previous rattan. When you look closely, you can see some dark red patterns on the blood-colored rattan.

"The main vine or the cane protruding from a higher-level bloodthirsty vine?" Chen Xian pondered for a moment, and after he couldn't answer, he let out a real fire to burn it to fly ash, and then continued walking on the bloodthirsty vine.

When walking again, Chen Xian was a lot more careful. After all, there appeared vines that could break through his defense and required a full blown sword to cut them off. Go around twice more, and you can suck yourself out of the dragon's stem in less than a minute, so it's better to be careful.

I don't know how many annoying vines I cut off, and walked around a few bends on the bloodthirsty vines. It took about 10 minutes, and after running for more than a hundred miles, Chen Xian finally reached the end of the bloodthirsty vine ——In front of an oval-shaped blood lump about ten or so in diameter.

Even though it was four or five miles away from the bloody lump, Chen Xian could still smell the strong smell of blood. God knows how much blood this bloodthirsty vine has sucked to grow so big.

From a distance, the bloodthirsty vine looks like a cactus with long thorns—if the vine is shorter.

Chen Xian looked down and found that the place where the bloodthirsty vines grew was a depression with a radius of nearly a thousand miles.The depression is about ten feet shorter than other places, and the bottom is not water, but dark red blood!
"I said how can I smell a strong smell of blood when I see a bloodthirsty vine, it turns out that this pool of blood is doing something strange." Chen Xian shook his head, thinking rather self-deprecatingly.

In this low-lying land, there are nearly fifty bloodthirsty vines growing, but they are only growing on the periphery, and the blood waves in the middle are not prosperous. Peerless monster.

Although this is just a guess, Chen Xian is very sure, because the aura here is too weird, those bloodthirsty vines are like guards, their vines are hidden in the blood, ready to stop anyone who enters the central area at any time.

Why do you say that, because a hundred and eighty miles away from Chen Xian, there was a person who was trying to break into the middle, but was stopped.

It was a bald head, well, it could also be said to be a monk, it was the Fayuan demon monk who fell into the abyss of incompatibility with him.

Chen Xian did not doubt that this was the effect of the phantom formation, because the aura of this sea of ​​blood was too strong, and it clashed with the aura of the entire Buzhouzhiyuan, making it a rare pure land without phantom formations.

Chen Xian looked at this low-lying land and wondered how it was formed. The potholes may have been made by a powerful person, or some expert had exploded himself, and then the water flowed down to the lower place, and the blood of the fallen lich fell. It all ended up here.

"It's just that, what will be conceived at the very center? It's probably a peerless monster, and it looks like it's about to be born." Chen Xian frowned tightly, feeling a little pained.

Why did Chen Xian know that the peerless monster was about to be born, not to mention the increasingly oppressive atmosphere around him, but just the rapidly falling or reduced blood, he knew that the monster was rapidly absorbing energy and preparing for its birth.

Chen Xian was a little hesitant as to whether he should take action to stop it. He is not an upright monk who takes killing monsters and demons as his own responsibility. ?Of course, he doesn't care if he kills others, what if he wants to kill himself?
There were only nine creatures in Buzhou Zhiyuan. Chen Xian felt that it was unreasonable not to suck blood for such a thing born from blood, but if he wanted to suck blood, he would definitely not let himself go.

In just a split second, Chen Xian knew what he should do. He thought to himself, no wonder the monster monk Fa Yuan wanted to rush over so eagerly.

Holding the Xingshen Sword, he walked forward step by step.He walked very slowly in order to gain momentum, in order to send out an earth-shattering blow, it would be best if he could burn the sea of ​​blood with one sword and kill the big ominous thing that was about to be born.

Chen Xian opened the shield, ignored the blood vines flying all over the sky, stared at the front, walked faster and faster, and soon came to the sea of ​​blood.

"Drink!" Chen Xian held up the Starscar Sword with both hands, and slashed down with all his strength.

"call--"

As soon as the sword fell, the sword energy turned into a fire dragon, and with billowing dragon flames, it rushed towards the center of the sea of ​​blood.

With this sword, Chen Xian mobilized his whole body's true energy, and also drew one-third of the energy from the fire talisman on the scale armor. He was confident that this sword was enough to seriously injure an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"Ang!" the fire dragon groaned, stretched its claws and teeth, and rushed towards the center of the sea of ​​blood.

(End of this chapter)