Chapter 159: The Change of the Holy Artifact

The lava whistled like a dragon galloping.

The scorching, terrifying gas stream turned into a haze, and shot straight into the sky along the crater.

Lin Xun sat cross-legged on the rock, but his whole body was cool and comfortable.

He already understood his situation, and he could even judge that the blue halo that enveloped him was released by the Heavenly Water Sacred Bead.

only...

What about this bead?

Lin Xun searched all around, but couldn't find the Tianshui Sacred Bead, so he couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Soon, he noticed that in his sea of ​​consciousness, there was a blue light flickering next to the "gate to the sky" that had been floating.

Its color is as blue as the sea, vast and light, and it constantly dances around the portal to the sky, casting down pieces of beautiful and dreamy light like ripples.

"Could it be overwhelmed by the Gate of Heaven?" Lin Xun was stunned. This is the sacred weapon of the Shuiman family. How could it suddenly appear in his sea of ​​consciousness in this way?

Lin Xun couldn't understand.

But he could clearly feel that the light rain released by the Tianshui Sacred Bead was constantly spreading out from his sea of ​​consciousness, covering his whole body, producing a strange cool air current.

These air currents not only prevent the lava from surrounding him from getting close to him, but they are also repairing the injuries around him in an amazing way!

"What a magical bead!"

Lin Xun was amazed.

Before jumping into the volcano this time, Lin Xun had actually noticed the extraordinaryness of the Tianshui Sacred Bead when he confronted the barbarian strong men of Lek.

The moment he held the bead in his hand, the incomparably hot air wave near the volcano disappeared suddenly, making Lin Xun feel refreshed and comfortable.

This discovery made Lin Xun become so fearless when facing Lek and the others.

It's just a pity that when Lin Xun hadn't figured out how to resolve the situation at the time, he was suddenly changed. In desperation, he could only jump into the volcano.

This is not a suicide attempt, but Lin Xun is betting that with the power of the Tianshui Sacred Pearl, he can fight for a chance.

The situation at this moment undoubtedly proves that Lin Xun is right!

"Those guys won't be willing to leave in order to get this pearl back. Perhaps, they are waiting on the volcano at this time..."

Lin Xun pondered, and quickly made a decision. No matter what, he must seize the time to recover his strength. Hiding here is not a long-term solution.

...

hoo~

Lin Xun let out a long sigh of turbid air, sat cross-legged, held his breath, and ran the [Dong Xuan Swallowing the Desolate Sutra], meditating quietly.

On the rock, the boy concentrated on his practice.

Surrounded by the roaring lava, the waves fluttering and flying like flames, the picture is thrilling.

It didn't take long for a burst of spiritual energy to circulate from the limbs and bones in the body, and at the same time, the skin, muscles and bones all over the body resonated according to a unique rhythm.

Lin Xun suddenly discovered that this time, even without the help of medicinal pills, the effect achieved was astonishing.

In just a moment, the spiritual power in the body accumulates more and more, turning into a continuous cycle of trickles.

Not only that, there are also strands of scorching strange power in the skin, muscles and bones of the whole body, constantly polishing the muscles and bones, refining the flesh and blood.

Everything is going fast!

This made Lin Xundu feel that something was wrong, it was too smooth.

You can be seriously injured, and you have no medicinal herbs to help you. You only need to practice for a while. How can you make such a wonderful progress?

Lin Xun devoted himself to investigating, and soon found some clues.

All of this seems to be related to the Heavenly Water Sacred Bead in the Sea of ​​Consciousness. The azure divine brilliance it releases is like a silent stream of water that nourishes and replenishes the power needed by one's body!

Coupled with the heavy refining of the [Dongxuan Devouring the Wilderness Sutra] and the four spiritual vortexes, it was only then that he had produced such a miraculous change inside and outside the body.

After thinking about this, the last doubt in Lin Xun's heart disappeared completely, his mind returned to the ancient well, and he entered a deep meditation.

...

The terrain in the Magic Cloud Ridge is complex, and the sky is shrouded in a layer of ash as thick as a lead all the year round. There are not only jungles, mountains, but also swamps, wastelands, and volcanoes. Each area has different dangers.

in one of the deserts.

Shi Yu sat down in the blood-stained haystack, gasping for breath.

Beside him, there were more than a dozen corpses of witch and barbarian powerhouses lying in disorder, and the totem barbarian patterns on the corpses had long been stripped away.

"Damn, this time, there are a lot of stubborn people from the Wuman clan."

Shi Yu cursed and lay in the grass. He had just experienced a fierce battle, which made him urgently need to calm down and think about his next move.

"Third son." Not long after, Li Qiu's figure approached.

"How is it?" Shi Yu asked casually.

"It's okay, only one ran away." Li Qiu also squatted down, his shirt was bloodied, his hair was a little disheveled, and his body was filled with a fierce evil spirit.

"Yes, according to this progress, as long as you persist for three months, the accumulated military merit will definitely not be eliminated." Shi Yu nodded.

"It's just... I found that something was wrong." Li Qiu hesitated and said in a low voice.

"Oh." Shi Yu narrowed his eyes, "You found it too?"

Li Qiu instantly understood that Shi Yu had already noticed it, and he couldn't help but say, "Third Young Master, do you think the situation in the Magic Cloud Ridge this time is more dangerous than before?"

Shi Yu took a deep breath, his eyes full of calmness: "Yes, there are many more masters than I imagined, if my calculations are correct, there are many powerful young characters from the nine branches of the Wuman clan, and these guys are capable of fighting. They are all extremely tough, and we don't give in too much to our students of the Blood Killing Camp, and it's the real trouble when we meet them."

Li Qiu was shocked: "What are they going to do?"

Shi Yu sneered: "Of course it's a comparison with the students of our Blood Killing Camp to see who can leave this Magic Cloud Ridge alive in the end."

Speaking of this, Shi Yu stood up, looked into the wilderness, and said, "You can think of this war zone assessment as a contest between the empire and the Wuman clan, but the characters participating in the contest are young A generation of powerhouses."

After a pause, he continued: "Sometimes, if you want to prove whether a country is strong, look at whether the young people in this country are strong, and you can see some clues. The so-called young people are strong, and the country is strong, that is the case. ."

These are not impassioned words, but Li Qiu's heart is hot, and he is full of pride, and said: "In this way, I am more interested in killing more bastards of the Wuman lineage!"

Shi Yu smiled slightly, then seemed to remember something, frowned and said, "Have you noticed that there have been many powerhouses of the Shuiman lineage in the past two days, gathering in the same direction."

Li Qiu nodded.

Shi Yu pondered: "If this happens, there must be some major event happening."

Li Qiu asked, "Is the third son going to have a look at the fun?"

Shi Yu shook his head: "The more it is like this, the less it can be mixed in. When a big event happens, it will inevitably mean that there will be a big storm. It is better to mix these things less."

Li Qiu was stunned and said with a smile: "That's right, we have only entered the Magic Cloud Ridge for ten days, and there are still more than two months before the end of the assessment. The most urgent task is to seek self-protection first, not to get on fire."

Shi Yu said with admiration, "You and I have the same thoughts."

At the moment, the two walked deeper into the wasteland.

...

On the same day, in a mountain.

Ning Meng swung out a halberd, pierced the heart of the last Wuman strongman who besieged him, and threw it out.

"Fuck, it's so fucking weak!"

Ning Meng took a sip and suddenly raised his head, frowning and looking into the distance suspiciously.

He could sense that there were several strong water barbarians hurriedly rushing to the west several dozen feet away, and even if he found himself, he didn't mean to come to offend at all.

This is the seventh time I have encountered such a situation in the past two days.

Ning Meng could judge that some major event must have happened in a certain area in the west of Moyun Ridge, otherwise it would never have attracted so many water savage powerhouses to gather there.

"Forget it, I still don't mix." Ning Meng resisted the curiosity in his heart, shook his head and swept away in the other direction.

He had made a bet with Shi Yu and Lin Xun, and naturally he would not take a risky move. If he wanted to persist in the Magic Cloud Ridge until the final assessment and win this bet, he had to play steadily.

...

The same thing happened in different areas of Magic Cloud Ridge.

Not only Shi Yu, Li Qiu, and Ning Meng, but also the students of the Blood Killing Camp in different places were more or less aware of this abnormal situation.

It's just that the vast majority of people have adopted the strategy of watching from the sidelines and are reluctant to go into troubled waters.

There was also a small group of people who followed quietly with the thought of fishing in troubled waters, among them Qi Can, Mu Lengxin and others.

...

next to the volcano.

The water pheasant is sitting cross-legged, practicing by himself.

Two days have passed, and the wounds on his body have long since healed, and he has recovered most of his physical strength.

It's just that Lin Xun has never appeared until now, which made Shuizhi feel a little anxious in his heart.

In the past two days, under this volcano, hundreds of powerhouses of the water barbarian lineage have gathered, and the defense here is tight, and no one dares to break in without authorization.

But in the same way, because there is too much noise here, it has attracted many human race powerhouses to hear the news.

These human race powerhouses are hiding in the vicinity of this volcano, obviously intending to take advantage of the fire.

If the Tianshui Sacred Bead cannot be recaptured as soon as possible, this situation will only become more and more serious. Even if Lin Xun runs out of his own accord, it is very likely that there will be too many variables!

"The situation is a little bad, not only the human race, but also a lot of other powerful tribes in our Wuman lineage. If they know that we are taking the Tianshui Holy Pearl, it will inevitably lead to some unnecessary troubles. "

At this time, the priest Ye Ling came over worried.

They belong to the water barbarian lineage. Although they belong to the Wu barbarian family as well as the other eight strong tribes, the relationship between them is neither good nor bad, and sometimes even extremely cruel. competition.

Under such circumstances, the Yeling Sacrifice naturally did not want to see other strong branches of his Wuman clan approaching.

"Wait three more days!"

The water pheasant took a deep breath and said word by word, "If the guy still doesn't come out after three days, I will use the forbidden technique and go to the bottom of the volcano to see if the guy is dead or alive. !"