C740 Wan Jue Sect Three
C740 Wan Jue Sect Three
The area was more than twice the size as before.
At this moment, there was a chaotic battle going on inside the house. The center of the palm was a space wide enough level area, and the teleportation formation was right in the middle of it. But what connected the two sides of the palm were five black and long tunnels, as though they were fingers that led straight into the depths of hell.
There was a stone door at the end of each tunnel. After opening it, it would return to the palm of his hand.
Endless, never-ending. This was a mysterious space that was eternally in a cycle.
This area was filled with dense blood color, and what entered his eyes was only blood and blood. This kind of blood color, other than giving the Martial Cultivator a bloodthirsty and berserk mentality, it was also said that it symbolized an unfathomable luck, and could bring good luck.
The highest honor for Martial Cultivator s under the age of thirty in Yuanwu Continent — — "Son of Fate", would be born from here.
What was different from the first time Ye Feng had entered this place was that the Martial Cultivator s now not only had to prevent, dodge, and attack from all angles, they also had to pay extra attention to one thing.
were attacks by other Martial Cultivator s of different sects.
Furthermore, the elemental attacks coming from all four directions were clearly much more powerful than before. As time passed, the elemental attacks in this area continued to grow in power.
The fireballs of different sizes of the fire attribute changed from their original red to purple. Although it was easier for the Martial Cultivator to discover and dodge as the region expanded, both the speed and the high temperature had increased by more than one point.
Other than the fireball, there was also the wood type Lightning, the water type Ice Cones, and the metal type Sword Qi. As for the attacks of the Earth Attribute, up till now, they had yet to appear.
The strange thing was, whether they dodged it or not, everyone had a different chance of being hit.
For example, if Wu Xiaoyu stood still and did not dodge, she would only be able to hit Cao Lei four or five times out of the ten times. Cao Lei was about to hit him five or six times, and the chances of hitting him were slightly higher.
This clearly had nothing to do with strength. As for what exactly determined the probability of this attack, no one could say.
Thus, it was summed up as luck.
The higher the karmic luck, the fewer times it would hit, and the lower the karmic luck, the more times it would hit.
If one's luck was bad enough, they might just walk around and fall into the pit for no reason.
At this moment, near the second joint of the pinky tunnel of the Dragon-Claw Region, Cao Lei and Wu Xiaoyu were lurking at the side with a cautious face. If one looked carefully, they could see that their breathing was unstable, especially on Cao Lei's shoulder, there were still some bloodstains.
The two of them had Armor of Elemental Qi on their bodies. When the Five Elements attacks hit them, either they would be blocked by the armor, or they would just dodge the attacks. However, Bai Xu did not have their abilities. He did not dare to use the Armor of Elemental Qi to forcefully resist the attacks, and could only repeatedly dodge or attack.
Obviously, Bai Xu's luck was worse than Cao Lei's. If he did not dodge, he would have been hit seven or eight times in ten tries, so he was like a monkey, constantly jumping around the two of them.
Not long after Wu Xiaoyu had rescued Wu Xiaoyu from the Dragon Scale region, Wu Xiaoyu met up with Bai Xu and Cao Lei.
The three of them together had obtained quite a few benefits in the past few days, but it was just that eight hours ago, when they had entered the Dragon-Claw Region, they were accidentally targeted by Feng Zhuiyun's group.
Not to mention that their Heavenly Extreme Hall had never been harmonious with the Myriad Peerless Sect in the first place, even if their normal relationship wasn't bad, Feng Zhuiyun wouldn't let them stay in the Underground Dragon Tomb for the sake of obtaining the "Son of Fate" that only appears once in fifty years.
After fighting for a while, Cao Lie and Wu Xiaoyu, who had teamed up with Feng Zhuiyun, were both injured to different degrees. Cao Lei's injuries were worse, his left shoulder had been penetrated by Feng Zhuihua's sword Qi.
On the contrary, because he was not qualified to fight with Feng Zhuiyun, he was still able to remain safe and sound.
However, the injury of these two experts had dealt a great blow to Bai Xu's confidence.
At this moment, Bai Xu, who was jumping around beside Cao Lei, started to beat his retreat once again, "Senior Brother Cao, Senior Sister Wu, we are definitely not a match for Feng Zhuiyun. Not to mention Feng Zhuiyun, even if any of the four little geniuses came forward, they are not someone we can afford to offend … Not as good as... Let's go out. "
Cao Lei's face turned pale, he was currently using Pill s to repair his body.
Normally, after using a high quality Earth Rank to heal Pill, even if one was missing a hand, it would still be possible to regrow. However, Feng Zhuiyun's Sword Qi was extremely strange, and the sword intent that remained in it would occasionally disrupt Cao Lei's channeling of his spirit energy, causing the medicinal force to not be able to fully display.
Furthermore, Cao Lei still needed to activate the "Armor of Elemental Qi" at all times to defend against the attacks coming from all directions, which placed a huge pressure on his elemental energy. In a short period of time, he would not be able to fight against experts of similar level.
Since Cao Lei was in such a situation, and he had Martial Cultivator from the Heavenly Extreme Hall chasing after him, it was no wonder that Bai Xu had thought of such a small plan to slip away.
"Junior Brother Bai Xu, our sect is currently in a life and death situation, the Sect Master and the rest have placed all their hopes on us, even if we have to risk our lives, we have to fight for the 'Son of Fate', how can we retreat halfway?" Cao Lei frowned, he held onto his wound and coughed.
"But …" With the current situation, even if he had to risk his life, it would be impossible to snatch away the 'Son of Fate' … Senior Brother Cao, you and Senior Sister Wu are the future pillars of our sect, so you can say this well: If we are going to leave the mountain unscathed, why do we have to be so stubborn? "
Bai Xu muttered unhappily.
Bai Xu's words made sense as well. Cao Lei's personality was inherently easy-going, and for a moment, he was unable to refute it.
He sighed in his heart, maybe he could let Bai Xu and Wu Xiaoyu leave the Underground Dragon Tomb a step earlier, but as for him, he had the authority of his sect, so if he couldn't do it, he could only risk his life.
Just as Cao Lei was about to speak, Wu Xiaoyu, who was at the side, stared at him and bellowed: "Bai rascal, if you want to scram, quickly scram by yourself. Don't speak nonsense here, it weakens our sect's morale …"
"Senior Sister Wu, don't you find my words unpleasant on the ears, what I have said is the truth. With just the three of us, how could we fight to be the 'Son of Fate' …"
Before Bai Xu even finished speaking, he was rudely cut off by Wu Xiaoyu. "Who said we only have three, Junior Brother Ye Feng is also in the Underground Dragon Tomb, as long as we meet with the Junior Brother Ye, we might have a chance to fight for the 'Son of Fate' …"