False propaganda, tricked me into cultivating immortals

Chapter 47 Confusion



Chapter 47 Confusion

Without the temptation and confusion of the illusion, Shen Wu saw a rainbow composed of lights emitted by various spiritual weapons, and rushed over in a huff.

There was no room for distraction at the moment, and Zhou Lian no longer tried to make him leave hypocritically, but only glanced at him briefly, and said, "Be careful."

Shen Wu responded solemnly, and took out a bow from the storage ring.

This bow is black in color, with unidentifiable flower vines engraved on it, wrapping around the entire bow, very smooth and beautiful, and also very...evil.

Zhou Lian caught a glimpse, and his eyes moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but finally he turned his head in silence.

Shen Wu knew that he was thinking about it, so he kept silent and didn't explain. He just raised the bow and drew the string under his jaw. He didn't see how he was aiming, nor did he put an arrow on the string. It's a useless show, but in just a moment, the bald monk riding a gourd screamed and fell from the air.

Zhou Lian only felt a burst of energy passing by his ear, and his heart stopped for a moment. If he didn't believe in the person beside him, he might be subdued by instinct on the spot.

That kind of threat from the source actually made his sword heart, which had been honed as hard as iron, shake uncontrollably.

But looking back, it was clear that there was nothing in Shen Wu's hands.

He narrowed his eyes and took a deep look at Shen Wu.The next moment, Zhu Ming unsheathed, and the sword body reflected light spots, like a clear spring.The sword intent was even more scorching than the sun of this day.

It was a kind of enthusiasm that could melt the soul.

The two sides fought in one place in an instant.

The cultivator who accused Zhou Lian of not treating guests well in the realm of illusion just now also forgot all the etiquette of being a guest. What kind of magic damage is high and what moves are vicious, and he greeted Zhou Lian and Shen Wu wholeheartedly What.

This kind of stinky and shameless gangster's style of play, even if Zhou Lian became a fairy, he would inevitably feel overwhelmed.It took a while to get used to it, back to back with Shen Wu, staggered in figure, listening to the sound of Shen Wu's bow and arrow piercing the air amidst the whistling sound of various magical weapons, his mind became clear, and the sword in his hand swung faster and faster. The sword shadows formed an impenetrable wall, which firmly protected Shen Wu.

From time to time, I can take a cold shot to make up for it.

To deal with such a dense attack, his spiritual power was consumed quickly, and the golden core was running rapidly, but it still dimmed a little bit.

But Zhou Lian didn't feel any panic.

Not only did he not panic, but his consciousness was as calm as ice and snow, and his vision seemed to have improved in a vague way.

He just made a breakthrough in Biemeng City not long ago, and it stands to reason that there is absolutely no possibility of further progress in a short period of time, but such a critical moment of life and death seems to have aroused the hostility hidden in his lazy bones and the supreme sword meaning.

He could feel that the golden core was bleak beyond recognition, and there were bursts of pain on the verge of collapse from the meridians, but the sword in his hand kept on, but became faster and faster, and the sword intent became more and more blazing, until it reached a certain point , only to close it suddenly.

Everyone in the Rainbow Sect thought he was exhausted, and their faces showed joy, but they all froze again.

The sword intent, which was as hot as the noon sun just now, has clearly cooled down to the setting sun that is about to be swallowed by the night, why... is it even more difficult to deal with!

Zhou Lian's situation was still difficult, but he gradually lost the embarrassment of being overwhelmed. The breakthrough in the way of the sword made him hear some kind of low whisper for a moment, and his body and mind seemed to blend into the world.Only the sword in his hand is in his heart and eyes.

So, he didn't notice that Shen Wu behind him gradually turned pale.

His bow has no arrows.

Every arrow he shoots is condensed from his own death energy.

Dead air and vitality are naturally opposites, so at the beginning, he was more of a threat to the Rainbow Sect than Zhou Lian.However, although this death energy was stuck in his body inextricably, it did not belong to him, it just tormented him like a gangrene, devouring his vitality.

The strange thing is that his body has clearly lost all vitality, but for some reason, he is still conscious.Therefore, every time he draws out the dead energy, he has to endure a knife-like pain.

Once or twice is not a big deal, ten or so times can still be endured, repeated without a stop, Rao Shen Wu has suffered many pains that ordinary people can't even imagine in the past ten years, and gradually feel unbearable.

What's more troublesome is that the spirit-hunting curse, which was suppressed by the prophecy flower and other elixir and quietly dormant in his body, seemed to be alarmed by his repeated "harassment", and slowly showed signs of becoming active.

There was no room in his body for the spirit catcher to occupy, so every time the spirit catcher moved, the one that was directly impacted was his soul that was firmly bound in this body by the Chenyuhua.

Shen Wu felt as if he was being hacked into pieces.

He gritted his teeth to seal all the voices in his throat, and let out another breath of dead air, and suddenly there was another sharp pain in his soul.

The pain made his hand holding the bow tremble, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

Not yet, just wait.

He still shot the arrow, and another person fell down. Judging from the shape of his mouth, he seemed to be screaming, but Shen Wu couldn't hear the screaming.

He bit the tip of his tongue violently, and managed to squeeze out a bit of sobriety from his bone marrow. He was about to draw out his dead breath again, but he heard the temporary head of the Rainbow Sect say in a very unwilling voice:

"Wait a minute, I have something to say."

He had something to say, but Zhou Lian didn't have the patience to listen, and was about to seal his mouth shut with a sword, when he suddenly heard a muffled hum from behind that was so low that it almost disappeared in the wind.

This sound was mixed with all kinds of sounds, and the sense of existence was extremely weak. No matter how sharp Zhou Lianzong was, he couldn't tell who made the hum.

I just panicked for no reason.

In an instant, he got hesitant, did not change Zhu Ming's whereabouts, and directly cut the noisy head of the Rainbow Sect into a one-armed man, then hypocritically withdrew his sword, blocked Shen Wu calmly, and said:

"Sorry, I didn't hear clearly just now, what did you say?"

The leader of the Rainbow faction: "..."

One of his arms was severed, and the feeling of retreat just now was replaced by a burst of anger and ruthlessness that went straight to his forehead, but he still had a subdued look on his face, he lowered his head slightly, and opened and closed his lips quickly a few times.

Zhou Lian didn't hear clearly, and took a few steps closer to him: "Speak up."

"I said..." The head of the Rainbow Sect raised his head, and waved his only remaining arm ferociously. Before he could move, a white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

Zhou Lian's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, shaking the blood off Zhu Mingjian's body, and looked up at him: "I'm sorry, you continue."

The rest of the people were stunned by his gaze, and no one moved for a while.

The same person roared: "What are you doing in a daze, he is at the end of his strength now, why don't you kill him!"

The rest of the people suddenly came to their senses and approached Zhou Lian hesitantly.

Although they were already fearful, Zhou Lian had no intention of fighting with them any longer.The head of the Rainbow Sect hadn't completely blinded his eyes yet, he was indeed at the end of his strength at the moment, he didn't feel it when he was immersed in the sword just now, but when he got out, he only felt his limbs go weak.And even though the other party is ten disabled and nine injured, after all, there are a lot of people.

Zhou Lian didn't have much confidence.

What's more, Shen Wu is too wrong now.

He swung a powerful sword again, seeing Shen Wu's pale complexion, his eyes slackened, and the appearance that he was about to faint at any moment, he felt like falling into an abyss, and he was stunned for a moment before reacting and supporting Shen Wu.

Shen Wu was in so much pain that he wished he could grab the ground with his head, all his strength was used to resist the pain, there was no extra strength to avoid his touch, let alone hide it.Therefore, as soon as Zhou Lian touched his arm, he sensed the... lifeless energy surging in it.

How could it be death? ? ?

Isn't he possessed? !

Zhou Lian was so shocked that he lost his words, but fortunately he did not lose his mind, now was definitely not the time to pursue the matter, so he supported Shen Wu with one hand and hurried towards another mountain peak.

Shen Wu struggled to recover a sliver of sanity, almost asking out of breath, "Where are you going?"

They left just like that, if those people attacked Yanluo Mountain, wouldn't the efforts of the two of them today be in vain?

Zhou Lian blocked him back with one sentence: "It's none of your business, don't talk."

Shen Wu listened to what he said, knowing that he was probably on guard, so he shut up obediently—mainly because he really had no strength to speak anymore, his consciousness was gradually sinking under the torment of lifeless energy, his eyes were dark, and he could only escape by Instinct, even with Zhou Lian's support, he can go deep and shallow.

Zhou Lian threw a spiritual weapon back without turning his head, temporarily shunned the pursuers, stopped for a while, looked at him with a frown, and said seriously, "Trouble."

Shen Wu's drowsy mind at this moment is not enough for him to analyze that these two words refer to him, and he is still thinking about it, so he feels that his body suddenly flies into the air, and then lands on someone's back.

The body and mind that had reached the limit were suddenly rested, and he had no time to think about anything else, so he couldn't hold on anymore and passed out on Zhou Lian's back.

Very crisp and neat.

And I adjusted my posture instinctively.

Zhou Lian: "..." He is quite at ease!

The desperate flight of sprinkling medicine and exploding spirit weapons all the way finally came to an end when night fell.

Exhausted, Zhou Lian got into a cave with that huge decoration named Shen Wu.

He made arrangements at the entrance of the cave, carefully erased all traces, and covered up the fluctuations of spiritual power with tricks, before he took a deep breath and went in to check on Shen Wu's situation.

Countless doubts hovered in his mind, and some things that had been ignored before also lit up, and he would know the truth when he connected them together.

But he couldn't concentrate on this matter no matter what, all his thoughts were entangled like a mess, and finally he had to give up, do nothing, and guard Shen Wu.

Shen Wu's physical condition was even worse than his messy mood.

Zhou Lian felt for his pulse, and didn't dare to act rashly anymore. After looking at him for a while, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the hand that was unconsciously clenched until the veins were exposed, and sighed, "How much did you hide from me?"

The author has something to say:

This is a handshake of friendship, just to appease Shen Wu

——Zhou Lian didn't believe it himself!


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