Doomsday Rise

"It's half a day later than I expected. We have to speed up the next journey. Chen Yuan ↑ Literature ↗ Net" the little beggar came over and said.

Liu Wei'an grinned hoarsely, and when he moved, his whole body ached, and his face was a little depressed. He tried his best and used up all his strength to suck milk, but he got such a comment.

"Ye Ming Sha has miraculous effects on restoring physical strength and relieving physical fatigue. You can take some." The little beggar added.

"Ye Ming Sha?" Liu Wei'an looked confused.

The little beggar pointed to the ground.

"Bat shit... shit... shit?!!!" Liu Wei'an's eyes almost popped out as he stammered: "You mean, let me eat... eat... eat... shit?"

"In ancient times, the luminous sand of the rock wall bat was reserved for the royal family. If ordinary people ate it, it would be a serious crime to be decapitated. Do you think this is ordinary shit?" said the little beggar with an impatient tone.

"You didn't lie to me." Liu Wei'an was a little moved. The little beggar turned her head and ignored him, saying calmly: "I'll give you an hour's rest. After half an hour, we'll set off immediately."

Liu Wei'an's face immediately fell. In this situation, it would be difficult to recover for an hour, not to mention half an hour. He was staring at the bat shit on the ground. No, it was Luming sand. Do you really want to eat this?

The luminous sand is gray in color, a bit like a mixture of wheat straw ashes and water. It is soft. The smell of the luminous sand that has just been pulled out is rather pungent. After a long time, it loses much of its smell. This kind of smell is not smelly. It doesn't smell good either, it's rather weird.

Liu Wei'an pinched the ball of luminous sand with his hands, hesitating. He had heard that bird's nest is a mixture of saliva and spittle spitted out by swallows. It can be eaten, and it is a great tonic. It is a luxury that ordinary people cannot eat. , is Luminous Sand something similar? These are all things caused by birds with wings, so they shouldn’t die, right? It felt bad to have his body hollowed out. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and stuffed the gray stuff into his mouth.

It was soft and smooth in the mouth. Apart from the not-so-appealing smell, the taste was good. As Liu Wei'an was savoring it, a wave of heat burst out from his lower abdomen and surged through his body in an instant. His limbs and bones seemed to be on fire. It was warm and comfortable. . Liu Wei'an couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure, and his whole body seemed to be floating.

After a while, Liu Wei'an opened his eyes and regained all his energy. He was a fierce and powerful man. His eyes gleamed, he roared, he threw himself on the ground, and threw the bat excrement into the ring as quickly as possible. Fish it inside.

He robbed seven or eight stewardess rings intermittently, filling one with another and using it. The rock bats here have lived for who knows how many years.

The layers of night-light sand are stacked on top of each other, more than thirty centimeters thick, and there is a whole cavity, which is quite rich. After scraping the ground three feet to clean up all the luminous sand, he set his sights on the corpse of the rock wall bat.

"Is this food edible?"

"The rock wall bat will start talking in stone within a day of death. If you are not afraid of death, just eat it." Xiao Hua said.

"Then forget it." Liu Wei'an said reluctantly.

"Can you leave?" The little beggar was probably defeated by him.

"Let's go!" Liu Wei'an waved his hand in high spirits.

The next long journey was full of countless murderous opportunities. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as one murderous opportunity at a time. However, the little beggar walked along as if walking in his own back garden. Liu Wei'an was terrified, lest something unexpected happen. , the murderous intention did not break out, the hidden power of the plan made people despair from the bottom of their hearts, but fortunately there were no accidents along the way.

During the four-hour journey, the little beggar's speed did not slow down at all. He is short, weak and has no eyes. Liu Wei'an admires his physical strength.

"Are you tired? Do you want some luminous sand?"

"No need." The little beggar's tone was rare and cautious, "It might be a little hot after a while, please be careful."

"Hot?" Liu Wei'an finished his words. The scenery in front of him changed from mountains and rivers to a desolate world. The brown earth was covered with cracks so wide that a person could fit inside. The dry weeds and the distant mountains are all yellow, and the scattered dead branches have been dead for countless years. A huge fireball is suspended in the air, and the endless heat is pouring down as if it is free.

Not only is it hot, it will actually dry you out!

When the little beggar arrived, her mood suddenly became excited. She stared at the fire ball in the sky and murmured in a tone of sudden reunion after being separated for three lives: "My eyes, my eyes, my eyes..." "

Liu Wei'an's hair stood on end. He stared closely and saw that eight thick iron chains passed through the fire ball and locked it in the air. The iron chains were red and almost indistinguishable in the endless firelight.

"The Sutra of the Corpse Emperor!" Liu Wei'an just stood for a while and couldn't stand it any longer. He had to use the "Sutra of the Corpse Emperor". The "Sutra of the Corpse Emperor" is very magical. It has a natural affinity for flames. This kind of heat is good for Not only was he not harmed, but he felt like a fish in water. The slightest bit of heat entered the body along the pores and was absorbed by the "Corpse Emperor Sutra".

Liu Wei'an observed it carefully for a while, and when he saw that there was no danger, he let it be absorbed slowly.

"You just need to shoot off these iron ropes." The little beggar's excitement slowly returned to calm.

Liu Wei'an's face was solemn. The eight iron ropes could withstand the baking of the fireball for who knows how many years without any change. He knew that it was not ordinary iron, but must be a rare metal. He was not sure whether it could be broken. However, But he didn't say anything, and silently took out the platinum bow.

"If you stain the arrowhead with goldfish blood, you can shoot through the iron rope." The little beggar fished out a palm-sized fish from the bamboo basket around her waist. It was exactly the same as the previous herring. The only difference was that This one is golden. The goldfish is full of vitality and keeps struggling and jumping in the hand.

"The speed must be fast. The time interval between shooting the eight iron ropes cannot exceed 0.01 second, otherwise the monster behind will come out and we will have no hope." The little beggar said seriously.

"What monster?" Liu Wei'an looked at him.

"The monster that guards here." When the little beggar said the word guard, her expression was a little ferocious.

"I also want to ask, you said your eyes are still not cooked after so many years?" Liu Wei'an asked softly.

"Get ready quickly. If we fail, both of us will die here." The little beggar's face twitched.

Liu Wei'an took out eight arrows, and when he was about to poke a hole in the goldfish with his fist to draw some blood, the little beggar grabbed the goldfish with both hands and twisted it, tearing the fish in half, and the golden blood was sprinkled on the arrows. , the poor goldfish jumped a few times and gradually stopped moving.

Liu Wei'an hesitated for a moment, then took out another arrow, stained with blood.

"Remember, there is only one chance. If you succeed, we will all live. If you fail, we will all die!" said the little beekeeper.

"I'm under a lot of pressure." Liu Wei'an said.

"I'll give you three minutes to prepare. You'll start when you're ready. You don't have to wait for me." Xiao Jiaohua said.

"Understood." Liu Wei'an took a deep breath. To be honest, because of the presence of the little beggar along the way, he encountered almost no danger. I couldn't say he was very nervous, but there was always a kind of uneasiness in his heart. , coming to this place feels like standing on the edge of a knife, which is something you can't feel in the journey you have taken before.

The two of them didn't know that while they were making preparations, two people appeared at the intersection of the back mountain. One had a childish face with white hair and a red face, like a living god. The other was mostly a Taoist priest, with one left eye missing and a sinister face. The other was fierce. An evil.

"Old Immortal, this is not the place you should be, go back." The two faced each other in front of the Falling Immortal River. The Taoist priest's only eye was filled with fierceness and he spoke very rudely.

"One Eye, you have been guarding Mogu Mountain for how many years. Unfortunately, you still have One Eye, which means that the treasures here are not destined for you. Why do you have to force it?" said the old man who called Lao Immortal.

"We are all walking against the will of heaven, and we have to win opportunities by ourselves." One eye said lightly, and the Taoist robe was slightly tilted back.

The old man took a step forward intentionally or unintentionally, his momentum stagnated in one eye, and the Taoist robe suddenly stiffened. It was obviously made of cloth, but it could hang in the air like a stone sculpture. His heart was awe-inspiring in one eye, but the light in his eyes became brighter: "You are fine. It’s not good to carry it in your coffin, do I have to take you back to the cemetery with my own hands?”

"Last month, I saw the Seven Kills Star fall." The old immortal said calmly.

"What?" One eye shrank and turned into the most dangerous sharp shape, and then returned to normal. His face was cloudy and uncertain. Within a few seconds, it changed several times before slowly returning to calmness and snorted. Said: "It all depends on chance."

"You two, are you finished?" Qian Jinqiang, who had been standing on the sidelines watching the excitement, couldn't help but speak. In the middle of the sentence, his face suddenly changed because he saw a palm slapping towards him.

Ever since he was promoted to the golden stage, he had never felt such despair. He clearly saw the palm falling, but it seemed that he could not avoid it with all his strength. His field of vision was completely filled with this palm, and the internal power in his dantian was crazy. Regardless of its use, regardless of the use of his fists, the power surged, and a voice like Hong Zhongda Lu came from the body.

Snapped!

At the moment of using his palms, Qian Jinqiang's fists were first shattered, then his forearms, arms, shoulders, and then his entire body was shattered into pieces. With the sweep of his palms, Qian Jinqiang, who was still alive a second ago, turned into a human being. A rain of blood sprinkled on the crowd behind. Hundreds of players stared blankly at this scene, even forgetting to dodge. The expression on the face goes out of unity, fear!

"I hate rude people the most." One Eye snorted, the feeling was as casual as swatting a fly to death.

"You are such a grown man, yet you still bully a child." Lao Immortal shook his head, and a small branch fell on the Falling Immortal River. His body floated up and stepped on the branch. He shot out like an arrow from a string, and arrived in the blink of an eye. To the other side.

"The old immortal is running very fast." One Eye yelled angrily, thinking of a leaf picked from nowhere on the water, stepping on the leaf and quickly chasing after the old immortal, and disappeared in an instant. The other side.

A stunned audience was left behind, including Qian Haolin, who had no color on his face.