Path to the God

C687 Liu Xing brought about his own death



C687 Liu Xing brought about his own death

3When the cultivator s who came to watch the show saw the scene of Liu Xing spurting blood, and was still pressed to the ground like a dead dog, they immediately boiled.    

    

Because the Yuanying Stage Expert was releasing this pressure, their senses were cut off by it. Most of the cultivator could only see Liu Xing being pressured and vomiting blood.    

    

Only a few Expert s sensed that Liu Xing had stopped his Zhenyuan.    

    

"Look, that monk called Xuan something spat out blood from the start. Isn't he way too trashy? He's even more trashy than me!"    

    

"That's a mystery. Who can read that word? I don't have much literacy, but that monk's name is really strange.    

    

"F * ck him, you pretentious guy, is it that amazing to have a golden staff? I don't know how to keep them, but they're way too pretentious! "    

    

The name on top of Liu Xing's head made a whole bunch of cultivator difficult, almost no one knew who it was, but when they saw Liu Xing spitting blood, most of them spat on his name.    

    

and even started to mock and attack Liu Xing because of his name.    

    

"Hehe, that Mystical Man sure has a lot of personality, his actions are so cute!"    

    

A mischievous and cute Little Beauty pointed at Liu Xing. Although his eyes were puzzled, he was smiling.    

    

"I didn't say a name yesterday, but there's really no one who recognizes the next word. Is this a self-created name?" To stop the Zhenyuan from the beginning, are you a body refining cultivator? Self-righteous, foolish beyond belief! "I hope that you won't continue to be so foolish. Forget about advancing your cultivation, you won't even be able to protect your own life!"    

    

Even that Yue Chongying looked towards Liu Xing, puzzled and somewhat ridiculing him.    

    

Under the pressure of the Jindan, if he had chosen to take it head-on, he would have been able to hold on for a short period of time.    

    

After persisting for a long time, the pressure became stronger and stronger. Under the continuous pressure, it was unrealistic to want to immediately circulate Zhenyuan.    

    

If a cultivator were to be suppressed by pressure that was higher than his for too long, the Zhenyuan in his body would definitely not circulate, and he would very likely be crushed to death.    

    

The other Expert who had levelled up looked at Liu Xing and shook their heads, their eyes filled with disdain.    

    

The eyes of the five Yuanying Stage Expert s and the cultivator s who were present, with high levels of strength, towards Liu Xing, were also filled with bewilderment and puzzlement.    

    

Liu Xing only felt that he was being pressured to the point that it was hard for him to breathe.    

    

However, the profile pic seemed to be carrying a heavy burden and couldn't be lifted at all.    

    

He lowered his head, as if his neck was about to break. His entire face was so stifled that it turned blue. His lips turned purple, and it became harder and harder for him to breathe.    

    

He had been persevering because he only had one goal, and that was to become stronger, even though he could only feel endless pain and suffering.    

    

Finally, the pressure became stronger and stronger, reaching the peak of the middle Jindan stage, and Liu Xing's waist was slowly bent down, to the point of bending down halfway.    

    

If it weren't for the support of his two hands, he would have already been pressed down to the ground.    

    

"Are you still not activating the Zhenyuan? Once you get to late Jindan, even if you want to activate the Zhenyuan, it would be too late.    

    

Yue Chongying, who was looking at Liu Xing from far away, coldly said this sentence. She was originally somewhat curious about Liu Xing.    

    

There were more than a thousand sects near Yi Mu City, but not a single buddhist gate. Even in the entire Beichuan Continent, buddhist sects were extremely rare.    

    

Liu Xing's appearance, and his strength was at early Jindan, and he looked to be even younger than her. To think that he would be so handsome, she was a little interested.    

    

But now, with Liu Xing's foolish actions, she no longer held any hope for Liu Xing!    

    

But she still wanted to see when Liu Xing would actually activate Zhenyuan to resist.    

    

And the vast majority of cultivator s were watching to see when Liu Xing would die.    

    

The pressure was still increasing, reaching late Jindan.    

    

At this time, the only ones left standing were the five hundred or so people.    

    

At this moment, all the other cultivator who could persist were seated cross-legged.    

    

Some of them were calm; some of them had cold sweat on their foreheads; some of them were completely drenched in perspiration s; some of them were trembling all over, and their bodies were starting to be compressed.    

    

Not only was his entire body drenched in perspiration, it was also trembling, especially his hands, and that too when his head was almost touching the ground.    

    

He was still holding on. The strange shape made him even more prominent.    

    

"Then that whatever monk can't take it anymore!"    

    

"That's for sure. I won't be able to gamble for more than a hundred breaths. He'll definitely die!"    

    

"Now that he has gone all the way to the peak of late Jindan, if he can hold on for another ten breaths of time, I'll be convinced!"    

    

Sure enough, as the man's voice fell, both of Liu Xing's hands were supporting his body, but he could no longer withstand such a huge pressure.    

    

"Crack ~ Crack ~ ~"    

    

Two crisp sounds came out one after another. Liu Xing's hands directly fractured, and the broken bones pierced out of the muscles in his hands. However, they were blocked by the soft armor for defence and the Clothes.    

    

The blood in his body was originally suppressed by that pressure and had nowhere to vent.    

    

With the bloody holes caused by the bone spikes, the blood flowed as if it had found its way out, flowing out at an incomparable speed.    

    

"Dong ~"    

    

At the same time, Liu Xing's bald head smashed onto Yi Mu City's body. Fortunately, the distance was not too high, and did not cause balding head to explode.    

    

However, a two centimeter long gash had appeared on his forehead. Blood also quickly flowed out, dyeing his handsome face blood-red.    

    

After his hands fractured, a large hole was smashed through his forehead. Originally, Liu Xing was still in a daze, but he had actually suddenly awakened, becoming incomparably clear-headed.    

    

His world was abnormally quiet. He could not hear anything, but it was as if everything was so clear that he could no longer feel any pain.    

    

He found a mysterious feeling, but he didn't know what it was called or how to grasp it.    

    

What he did not know was that he had entered into an ethereal state again. It was the easiest way to comprehend the martial intent within the ethereal realm.    

    

"That fool monk has finally died. Let him act, let him die well, die well, die miserably!"    

    

"Sigh, he's too young, suicidal. Master Xue Cheng had explained it so clearly, he wanted all the cultivator to circulate their Zhenyuan in advance, so that they could resist the Jindan Stage pressure, but he refused to listen? "    

    

"He is too arrogant. He thinks that he is invincible in this world and doesn't place the aurous core pressure in his eyes. This time, he is going to kill himself!"    

    

"It's good that he died, it can be considered as having one less competitor for aurine stage!"    

    

Yue Chongying, who was still observing Liu Xing, shook his head and did not say anything. She also thought that Liu Xing had died because of ignorance and arrogance.    

    

Both of Liu Xing's hands fractured, and after smashing down, the five Nascent Soul Cultivator s came over to Liu Xing's side to exchange ideas.    

    

After the exchange was over, they quickly extended their hands to stop the pressure of the golden pellet on Liu Xing's body.    

    

Once the pressure was gone, Liu Xing's body lightened up, and he immediately recovered from that mysterious feeling and returned to reality. He was also back to being in endless pain.    

    

A Nascent Soul Cultivator grabbed with his big hand and lifted Liu Xing up, intending to sweep Liu Xing out.    

    

"Many... Thank you, this young monk can still be strong... Hold! "    

    

Liu Xing's face was covered in blood, his eyes were glued to the wound, he could not even open his eyes, his mouth had also been glued to, but he quickly shouted out.    

    

He knew that the moment he was cleared out, he would be eliminated, and wouldn't even have the chance to rush out of Yi Mu City to join the Ranking Competition.    

    

The Supreme Elder of the Butterfly Valley had forcefully brought Ye Ruoshi away from Butterfly Valley. If she could go to the Ranking Competition s who screamed miserably in the entire Beichuan Continent, she might be able to investigate some news about Ye Ruoshi, and might even encounter him.    

    

Not mentioning Ye Ruoshi, this Genius Ranking Competition was the best way to rise in power. This was just the beginning, how could Liu Xing be willing to be eliminated?    

    

Seeing that Liu Xing had actually opened his mouth and was not willing to give up, the five Nascent Soul Cultivator s looked at each other and put him down, then left in a flash.    

    

Liu Xing wanting to die, was Liu Xing's freedom, they had no right or obligation to stop him.    

    

Liu Xing was put back to his original position. He borrowed the opportunity when the pressure was gone to quickly sit cross-legged, his hands fractured and hanging down to his sides. ))    

    

As soon as he sat down, before Liu Xing could even circulate the Zhenyuan, that enormous pressure pressed down again, catching Liu Xing off guard. Blood spewed out of his mouth, and he was directly pressed down, smashing heavily onto the Yi Mu Plaza.    

    

Fortunately, Liu Xing had smashed him back this time, and laid on the Grand Plaza with his back facing the sky. He almost smashed him into a pile of minced meat.    

    

He felt that even his spine had been broken into several pieces, and the number of his spine that had been rubbed off was not small either.    

    

Blood kept flowing out. Around Liu Xing, was blood all over.    

    

All in all, Liu Xing was also stained with his own blood, which made others afraid.    

    

This time, the five Nascent Soul Cultivator s did not care about Liu Xing, as long as Liu Xing did not escape from the range of the pressure, they would definitely not care about him being crushed to death.    

    

"That fool monk, he didn't even want the others to help him out of kindness, and he still wants to forcefully hang on. He's really going to die this time!"    

    

"He should have died a long time ago. It's a miracle that he was able to hold on until now!"    

    

"I really don't know what to say about him, but I heard that he has a lot of Spirit Stone. It would be great if he could get some here!"    

    

"Ai, the current monk still wants to persuade people to let go of the butcher's knife and turn into a Buddha. He himself is courting death!"    

    

Yue Chongying was still paying attention to Liu Xing, at the beginning, he did not think highly of Liu Xing, he knew that she also believed that Liu Xing was dead for sure, but it seemed that up until now, Liu Xing still had not died yet.    

    

"Is there a meaning to this?"    

    

From the five Nascent Soul Cultivator s that went to save Liu Xing, Yue Chongying had persisted on staying. Yue Chongying had discovered all of this, it was as if Liu Xing had done all of this on purpose.    

    

If he was arrogant, or lacked experience, at the moment he was saved, Liu Xing would definitely not choose to persevere.    

    

Any cultivator would place a heavy importance on their own lives. She did not believe that Liu Xing would bring about his own death.    

    

In this way, Liu Xing could very likely be doing this to temper his own will, or to experience a certain feeling.    

    

Yue Chongying looked at Liu Xing who was lying on the plaza, his gaze never leaving him again.    

    

She suddenly had a feeling that Liu Xing would be able to hold on until the end. She realised that he was even more interested in Liu Xing now.    

    

The current Liu Xing, on the other hand, faced with the increasing pressure, he felt as if all the flesh on his body was being pressed tightly onto the Yi Mu Plaza, as if they were going to be torn apart very soon.    

    

The pressure became heavier and heavier, it had already reached the peak of late Jindan, and the number of people in cultivator who had persisted till now was only one hundred and fifty.    

    

There was not much left of the incense, but Liu Xing felt that he was unable to breathe, he felt that his entire body was about to explode, about to explode.    

    

"RUMBLE ~ ~"    

    

Liu Xing heard an explosion coming from his body, and he felt that he had really exploded.    

    


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