Just now, a skill appeared strangely in Wang Xuan's mind.
"Great Wilderness Blood Refining Technique!"
This technique is mainly used to refine Qi and blood, open up acupuncture points all over the body, and achieve the state where all the meridians can be connected.
Strictly speaking, this is a technique for practicing in the physical realm. It is precisely because of this technique that he has enough confidence.
Unfortunately, just when he wanted to continue practicing, a strong force hit him, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness again.
When he woke up again, he was already lying in a remote alley.
The night had begun for a long time, and Wang Xuan slowly woke up and turned around.
After observing the surrounding situation, he recognized the direction and groped towards the hidden place.
At this moment, although he has not returned to the third level of Qi Condensation Realm, his physical body is extremely powerful and his foundation is much more stable than before.
What he didn't expect was that on an unknown mountain peak, a man with silver hair and black clothes turned his attention to him.
That gaze seemed to be able to penetrate countless time and space and lock directly on Wang Xuan.
"The chess pieces have been laid out!"
The silver-haired man in black clothes looked up at the sky, a complex look flashed in his eyes.
"Whether you can break free from the shackles of fate depends on you and me. The chess pieces are just chess pieces after all. It's so difficult to change your fate!"
As if in response to him, bursts of thunder sounded in the sky.
Seeing this scene, the man with silver hair and black clothes laughed three times and drifted away into the distance, leaving only a few words behind.
"In troubled times, everyone has his own destiny, and you and I are just chess pieces!"
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For Wang Xuan, although his physical strength has become stronger, his strength has not been restored, so he should not fight head-on, so he can only choose to leave the city.
After burning a stick of incense, he passed through the secret passage and arrived outside the city.
"Just wait, I will come back sooner or later."
He glanced back at Xuanyang City, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then ran towards the distance.
At night, the wilderness is pitch black.
Even some strong people who are successful in cultivation still have to try their best to sense the surrounding environment.
But in Wang Xuan's eyes, the invisible night was not much different than the day.
If the lights in the city hadn't reminded him, he might have thought he was in the daytime.
Carrying the iron sword, we move forward.
Gradually, he came to the edge of a deep pool.
After feeling the surrounding situation and finding no danger, he turned his attention to the water.
At this time, a face appeared in the deep pool.
If you don't look at your eyes, it's nothing.
If he focused on his eyes, it actually shocked Wang Xuan.
Both eyes were gouged and the eyeballs were long gone.
There is a black hole inside the left eye, or a black hole is a more appropriate description.
The sky is dotted with stars, constantly rotating.
As for the right eye, it was somewhat similar to the place he entered before, a sea of blood.
Waves of blood surged in layer after layer, as if countless dead souls were wailing.
He didn't know why, but these two ghosts allowed him to clearly convey the scene in front of him into his mind.
After thinking for a while, he tore off a piece of cloth and covered his eyes.
When I look at it again, only the cloth strips are visible, but it does not affect the view of the scenery in front of me.
The black hole and sea of blood have been blocked, tightly.
This Great Wilderness Blood Refining Technique mainly absorbs the energy and blood of spirit beasts and then refining them to strengthen one's own blood and energy, and then open up various acupoints.
This is also the main reason why Wang Xuan did not stay in Xuanyang City, but went to this wilderness.
The mountains are endless, but they have a scary name, Dry Bone Ridge.
Legend has it that there was a powerful evil cultivator in this mountain who specialized in capturing ordinary people and practitioners for cultivation.
No matter men, women, old or young, they are all treated the same. After draining all the energy and blood, they are thrown away at will.
Gradually, the bones piled up into mountains.
Although a top expert was finally brought out to kill him, the tragedy had already happened and there was no need to undo it.
Later, in order to commemorate this tragic situation, people renamed this mountain range Dry Bone Ridge.
Wang Xuan doesn't care what the name of this mountain is. Now he just wants to kill a few spiritual beasts and see how effective the Great Wilderness Blood Refining Technique is here.
I was thinking about trying a spiritual beast when a sudden change occurred.
He saw a black shadow emerging from the deep pool and rushing toward him.
His expression was tense, wind was blowing under his feet, and he quickly retreated.
When he retreated, the iron sword was already in his hand.
But he retreated very quickly, but the black shadow was even faster.
Just when Kankan was about to pounce on him, he turned sideways and narrowly avoided the black shadow's attack.
At the same time, the iron sword was extended and stabbed towards the black shadow.
Sparks flew everywhere, and a powerful obstruction came from the sword.
His body shook suddenly, and he couldn't help but take two steps back before he regained his composure.
After taking a closer look, it turned out to be a huge rat.
When did mice become the size of a millstone?
When can rats lurk in water again?
There was no time to think about it, because the mouse had already turned around and rushed towards him.
At the same time, the slender tail was like an iron whip, poking straight at him.
"Well done!"
The physical body became stronger, giving Wang Xuan enough confidence.
This water rat, which he had never seen before, greatly increased his fighting spirit.
“The breeze blows!”
In an instant, his momentum changed.
The aura that was violent just now has become a little unpredictable. If you close your eyes, you will find that Wang Xuan's whole person seems to have disappeared out of thin air.
The sword flowers gathered into a long ribbon, which was pasted along the water mouse.
With his body spread out, he followed the sword and rushed forward.
Seeing that he was about to hit the water rat, at the same time, the tail emitting a cold light also stabbed him. He turned sideways and stabbed diagonally with the sword in his hand.
"Gusts of wind!"
Like a violent storm, it adds a bit of sharpness to the iron sword.
Except for the initial obstacles, once the iron sword actually penetrates, you can enjoy the silky smoothness.
This sword seemed to light up the iron sword. He took a big step forward and pointed the iron sword in his hand forward.
The internal organs "squeaked" and most of them came out.
The water rat, which suffered such a heavy blow, naturally hated Wang Xuan so much that it attacked with its tail desperately.
In that instant, the tail as hard as an iron whip pierced his left arm.
The hair on it is like a steel needle, taking away every trace of flesh and blood.
This time, it hurt so much that Wang Xuan raised the iron sword and cut his tail into two pieces on the spot.
If you succeed with one blow, you will naturally gain the upper hand.
The iron sword had already stabbed the seriously injured water rat in the head, and with a random stir, the water rat died on the spot.
After hesitating for a moment, he grabbed the half of the tail and pulled it with all his strength. The pain made his face turn pale.
After bandaging it a little, he dug a hole on the spot with his sword, threw the body of the white mouse into it, and sprinkled some blood and medicinal powder around it.
After doing all this, Wang Xuan found a big tree to hide.
"Hehe, attract more spiritual beasts to me. The rest of the training depends on you."