Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Chapter 419

Rolling smoke and dust swayed from the sky, and the strong wind swept across. However, when the dust settled, the majestic stone mountain did not stop, but was still slowly pressing down, giving off an unstoppable sense of oppression. The headmaster of Xuantian Sect looked at this scene from a distance and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew..." "Qingming Cave Heaven, after all, was the method of the Xuantian Sect's true immortals in ancient times." "Nowadays, when the spiritual energy is declining and the immortal way is not as good as before, no living being in this era can possibly shake it, even if it is It was impossible for the cultivators of the Transformation of Gods in their heyday. " Qiao Shuangxin is by no means a weakling. His sword can break through skill with force and directly penetrate the protective formation of Qingming Medicine Valley, the center of Xuantian Sect. It's just that a sword that was so terrifying that even the elders of the Immortal Sect were moved, fell on the towering mountain, but it only created a long and narrow crack. Cutting out cracks and cutting off with a sword are two different concepts; cutting off with a sword and blocking the small world of Qingming Cave that is slowly pressing down are also two different concepts. Because of this, Daojun Xuantian dared to say this: "Even if he is ten times or dozens of times stronger, there is no way he can stop Qingming Cave Heaven." "So, Qiao Shuangxin will definitely die today!" Xuantian Sect Master The teachings were quite firm. "The headmaster still has a far-reaching vision and a long-term vision." At this point, Elder Yaoyin finally understood the plan of the headmaster of the Xuantian Sect. As the saying goes, a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. In the eyes of the headmaster of the Xuantian Sect, who has been in seclusion for two years to heal his wounds, ordinary warriors in the world are just rabbits that suddenly grow fangs and start hunting lion cubs. The injured lion was naturally confident that he could kill the rabbit easily, but he would not take action easily because he would not take risks if there was a chance of aggravating the injury. The headmaster of Xuantian Sect actually chose the former between the risk of his own injury and the preservation of Yaogu Lingnong, using the latter as a trap. "Using tens of thousands of creatures as chess pieces, using the important land of Yao Valley as an abandoned piece, and cutting off the strong men's wrists to make plans, this is indeed the style of the leader." However, there is one more thing that Elder Yaoyin is still puzzled about. Xuantian Sect's small world of Qingming Cave doesn't have any magical weapons or magic weapons used to attack Dou Fa. Therefore, the speed is not fast for a strong person, and can even be called slow. Nowadays, Qingming Cave is so overwhelming that it is actually not difficult to avoid this attack in time. Even Elder Yaoyin, a Nascent Soul monk who is not good at escape skills, is confident that he can transform into escape light and leave this place before the small world of Qingming Cave collapses the Yao Valley. But to block the Qingming Cave Heaven and block the weight of a small world by himself, even for an immortal monk like him, it is a fantasy and impossible! "Qiao Shuangxin, who cut through the formation with one sword, can't shake this huge mountain..." "Staying here is a dead end. You will definitely die!" Linggongs all over the mountains and plains hurried towards the entrance of the valley, with chaotic footsteps. Word spread. However, these spiritual farmers are just mortals, and even those who have practiced the three-legged cat martial arts are only a few. The speed of Qingming Cave's pressure seems slow, but it is slow for a tree. For these mortal spiritual farmers, it is a real disaster. at this point. The spirit farmers running wildly in the valley overflowed the hillside like locusts, and the noisy shouts and wails surged like a flood. Suddenly there was a flash of brilliance. A ball of light exploded in a cave in the valley. Master Lingling jumped out of the light and stood in mid-air, his robes stained with blood. On the palm of her hand, there was a small jade pavilion slowly rotating. The souls of Wang Songhe and other medicine men were attracted by an inexplicable suction force and entered the small jade tower. Obviously, the search for Wang Songhe and other medicine men was not smooth sailing. Perhaps there was another trap that injured Master Lingling and a Nascent Soul monk.

"Finally caught up..."

Master Lingling looked up at the small cave world covering the sky. She transformed into an escape light and was about to fly out of the valley quickly.

"Why don't you leave quickly?" Seeing Qiao Mu and others still standing at the entrance of the valley, Master Lingling couldn't help but urge:

"The manpower will be exhausted sometimes, so why are you still waiting here?"

“Yes, manpower is sometimes exhausted, and things must be done according to one’s ability.

" Qiao Mu replied.

His eyes fell on the long and narrow mark on the towering giant above his head.

With all his strength, he slashed open a crack that was hundreds of meters long on the towering mountain above his head.

However, for this small world of Qingming Cave, which can crush the Medicine Valley and block out the sun, it is actually not worth mentioning.

Both Daojun Xuantian and Qiao Mu know it well...

Whether it is the sky-cutting sword-drawing technique, or any other explosive secret techniques, or ultra-limited martial arts that are available... they are all beyond their capabilities.

Not to mention the explosive secret method, even if he was ten times or dozens of times stronger, he would still be powerless against the small world above his head.

After all, this is a small world left by the ancient true immortals. In the era of declining spiritual energy, no one can stop its footsteps.

Not to mention them, even the mortal spiritual farmers in the valley knew that continuing to wait would be a dead end after seeing that Qiao Mu's astonishing sword did not block the towering mountain.

Qiao Mu calculated it carefully in his mind.

Although there are still four chances of resurrection left, the longevity lock has been broken four times, and the resurrection time is a hundred times longer... If he uses up all his life, he will be dozens or hundreds of times stronger than he is now, strong enough to stop that A small world refined by a true immortal?

He was not sure.

And let’s not talk about whether it can or not.

Now that the resurrection time is hundreds of times, maybe after dying a few times, his will will collapse directly in the dream of thousands of years of eternity...

So no matter how you measure the gains and losses, the small world of Qingming Cave above your head is a huge problem for Qiao Mu.

Escape is not difficult.

It is impossible to block it.

“Some people don’t know how to do things according to their ability, don’t think carefully beforehand, and don’t think clearly about the cost behind things.

"Qiao Mu continued:

"It's better to waste your life on meaningless things, don't you think?"

Everyone didn't know what was going on.

The fat cat on Qiao Mu's shoulder didn't listen to him at all. It put its two cat paws on Qiao Mu's neck and licked Qiao Mu's neck wildly, looking like a crazy man.

The Jingwei bird standing on the shoulder seemed to understand. It stopped preening its feathers and tilted its head slightly to look at the tree.

"So..." Qiao Mu grabbed Fat Cat Destiny by the scruff of his neck and pulled Fat Cat off his chest. He carefully held the Jingwei bird's claws with his other hand.

"I hope you will cherish your lives and don't block my way!"

He grabbed a cat and a bird and threw them to Qiao Canxue next to him.

In the astonishment of the latter, Qiao Mu bent his legs slightly, took eight steps of the heavenly dragon, and instantly soared into the sky, running towards the direction of the valley.

Puff Puff Puff...

Just listen to several continuous explosions in the air.

The tree ran wildly in the air, and every time it stepped on the void, its body shot through the air like a sharp arrow.

In the blink of an eye, his feet landed on a small rocky mountain in the valley.

Qingming Valley is the medicine valley of Xuantian Sect. The land in the valley is flat. The small rocky mountain under his feet is only tens of meters high and is already the highest place in the valley.

Looking down from here, you can see the entire valley, and you can see tens of thousands of mortal spiritual farmers running like locusts below.

Apart from its high terrain, there is nothing extraordinary about this small rocky mountain. It is not a place rich in spiritual energy in the valley.

But for Qiaomu, it is an excellent stage.

He gained some energy and raised the King Qin Sword in his hand. The surging energy flowed out of his body, and with each swing of the King Qin Sword, it turned into streaks of sword light rising into the sky.

He clenched a fist with his other hand, raised his energy and blasted towards the sky. The shadows of his fists overlapped one another. The shadows of fists and sword lights are layered upon each other, like surging waves, rising diagonally into the sky.

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He has practiced many martial arts throughout his life, and used his true strength to display them one by one.

For a time, the small rocky mountain was full of movement and momentum, attracting the attention of many people.

But no matter how many sword lights or fist shadows fell in front of the towering giant mountain that was slowly falling above, they were still like a mud cow sinking into the sea.

Like a knight fully armed and charging towards a windmill, it doesn't help in the end.

at this moment.

Master Lingling finally transformed into the light and rushed out of the valley.

"Can Xue, Yuanyuan, what are you doing standing there stupidly?" Master Lingling scolded.

But the next moment, Qiao Canxue moved. She pushed the fat cat that had been forced into her arms into the hands of her senior sister Yuanyuan.

Then she rose into the sky, waved her big sleeves, and rays of light bloomed. The spiritual farmers running in the medicine valley were captured by the invisible force and fell into her big sleeves.

When he saw this scene, Elder Yaoyin finally realized what he was doing.

"This person clearly knows that he is not strong enough, but he still stands on the top of the mountain, not taking a step back. No wonder the master said that this Qiao family warrior is destined to die.

"

"The headmaster is so brilliant, he is really brilliant.

Elder Yaoyin praised:

"This Qiao family is burdened by their reputation. They could have escaped unscathed, but they chose to use their hands as a chariot after all.

"The headmaster of Xuantian Sect also laughed loudly.

The Qingming Cave Sky, which had almost touched the small rock mountain, slowed down slightly, gradually turned from virtual to real, and pressed down on the small rock mountain.

"you're right.

"Qiao Mu looked up at the huge mountain covering the sky just around the corner, and said loudly:

"But I, Qiao Shuangxin, have nothing good in my life..." he said loudly.

The sound echoed like thunder in the valley, echoing in waves.

For a moment, even the noisy shouts of the spiritual farmers seemed to be faintly suppressed by this penetrating voice.

It's a pity that at this moment, the entire Qingming Valley is obscured by the towering giant mountain that is slowly pressing down. When you look up, you can only see a blurry black shadow on the small rocky mountain whose face cannot be seen clearly.

"Only...the good ones show their holiness!"

The words fell.

He took a deep breath, and the flesh and blood throughout his body continued to squirm, and his body expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After his last death in Heyang Mansion City, he had already practiced "Thousand Changes of Flesh and Blood" to a perfect level. With Xuechanghe's Blood Yuan Kung Fu, his physical body had gone a step further and could withstand the Nanming Lihuo of Xuantian Sect's Jiuyang Grand Elder. .

He stood at the top of the hill, and the shadows covered his face, making it difficult to see his face and expression.

You can only vaguely see the black shadow growing rapidly.

The legs become larger and expanded, reaching straight into the ground like two green pines.

The torso of the body also expanded, and the shoulders were as wide as mountains.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a little giant several meters tall, his face shrouded in shadow.

I really didn't expect... At this time, I still have to score another score... This thought quietly flashed in Qiao Mu's mind.

What he was pursuing was a vigorous and eye-catching death.

Only in this way can he achieve a higher death evaluation and allow his dream of immortality to last longer in the hope of returning.

Qiao Mu wants to die.

But Qiao Mu didn’t want to die.

People are always so contradictory. He is trying to pursue a way to survive, but he always gallops on the road to death.

At this moment, he stretched out his body and torso, and his body continued to grow little by little. The muscles of his hands raised upward became thick and thick at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's just that this scene has a wonderful sense of absurdity in everyone's eyes.

The majestic mountain above the head is big enough to fill the medicine valley that can accommodate tens of thousands of spiritual farmers.

Even tens of thousands of people looked small under that majestic mountain, let alone a little giant standing on the top of a hill, opening his arms to the sky.

The contrast between the two bodies is as stark as the abyss, which is extremely abrupt.

Boom.

Qiao Mu's eyes widened slightly.

The overwhelming pressure on his head suddenly caused his originally upright body to bend down and deform a little, his back arched like a big bow, his two arms were pressed close to his head, and all the bones in his body made a sound of being overwhelmed. .

Click, click.

Several cracks quietly appeared on the ground of the small rocky mountain under his feet. His thighs swelled like two green pine trees with blood, the muscles tightened, and a cloud of blood mist burst out from the pores.

While the skin and flesh are split open and the muscles and bones are twisted and deformed, the energy in the whole body is also flowing rapidly with the rhythm of Qiao Mu's breathing.

The flesh and blood that had just been torn apart kept touching, and the cracked bones came together little by little...

Just at this moment.

The small world of Qingming Cave, which was half virtual and half real, was slightly stagnant.

I don’t know if it’s because the Xuantian Sect’s headmaster left something to be desired, or if the small world of Qingming Cave is half virtual and half real, and has not fully manifested itself.

The scene of the sky collapsing and Mount Tai pressing down on top did not happen.

Looking up, I saw that the headmaster of Xuantian Sect finally took a step and appeared at the entrance of Qingming Valley, looking far in the direction of the trees in the valley trying to carry the huge mountain on their shoulders.

At this moment, the tree seemed to be clamped on the platform of a hydraulic machine. The upper body had been twisted and curled up into a ball, and the deformed flesh and bones were almost stuck to the towering giant.

The lower half of his body was sunk deeply into the cracked stone mountain beneath his feet.

After undergoing thousands of changes in flesh and blood, the original giant-like height of nearly ten meters was now only half of its original height.

Such a twisted posture is even more tragic than the scene of a car accident. If it were an ordinary person, he would naturally be dead, and he couldn't be dug out.

But Qiao Mu was still alive. The twisted flesh and blood all over his body was squirming, and the broken bones were trying to come together, but his appearance was rather perceptive.

If it was easy for Qiao Mu to escape before, then at this time, he could no longer move even half a step.

"You have to pay a price for being a hero, don't you think so?" the headmaster of Xuantian Sect said calmly.

At this time, he already had a chance to win.

"good.

"Qiao Mu reluctantly adjusted his bloody head up and down, and nodded:

“It’s natural to do things according to your ability, and there’s nothing wrong with that.

If you are unable to do what you can, but you insist on showing off your strength, not only may you be shattered to pieces, things may not be done well, and you may also suffer disaster.

"

The headmaster of Xuantian Sect was speechless for a moment.

What he wanted to say was snatched away by Qiao Shuangxin in front of him. What is this?

This gave him a subtle emotional ups and downs.

This is calculated.

It was obvious that he had the upper hand, and without even using a single spell, he plotted against Qiao Shuangxin and understood his thoughts, making it impossible for him to stand up.

But when he was about to give a victory speech, he felt that Qiao Shuangxin's reaction was different from what he had judged beforehand.

The previous feeling of having wisdom in hand and strategizing now has a subtle sense of disharmony.

It's like....

It was not that he had plotted against Qiao Mu. Through the overly distinctive behavior style of the Qiao family, he strategized and forced him into a prepared trap.

But Qiao Mu happily fell into the trap, cooperated step by step according to his plan, and accepted the bleak ending indifferently.

"and you----"

"Acting within one's ability is the right path and the way for people to survive.

"Qiao Mu didn't look at him, but looked down, taking Qiao Canxue, Jingwei Qingli and others into his eyes.

At the end of his life, he didn't even look at the leader of the Xuantian Sect who put him to death, and just murmured:

“It’s just that in this world, I always think it would be better if there were foolish men who don’t know their own abilities.

"

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