The cannon fodder of fast time travel has to struggle

Chapter 682 Altar (23)

Depressed, gloomy, heavy, and hopeless, this is the last feeling of the red ball that sank to the bottom of the river.It has been trying to roll forward, but to no avail, it can only drift with the current.

"This beast is about to die!" The two newly grown eyes of the red ball were so stimulated by the river water that they could not open their eyes. The long red hair around the body was also eroded bit by bit, and then spread into the skin.

After devouring the inner alchemy of the spirit-eating insect king, its body changed, and when Xiang Wan threw it at the Yin corpse double-faced beast, it dodged away.

It was thinking at that time that it would no longer be able to eat what it liked as it followed Xiang Wan, so it wanted to leave for a while and give it a try.Who knew that when it reacted, it would have already left the canyon.

After using it more times, it knew that it had a function similar to short-distance teleportation, so it no longer thought about going back and looked for food to suit its appetite. The eyes also grew after that.

It thought that with its own ability, it could be invincible and go wherever it wanted.Who knows, just after using this ability, before it can recover, it fell into this unknown river.

Apart from calling Xiang Wan, it really couldn't think of any other way.

This river seems to be able to isolate spiritual power and corrode all living things, even it is no exception.

The longer he stayed at the bottom of the river, the more he missed being with Xiang Wan.Even though she is always under control and kicked as a ball from time to time, she always holds it with a look of disgust and enjoyment, combs its hair that is not soft at all, talks to it, and scolds it Reckless, and worry about its safety.

"If you choose again, this beast probably...will never..." The red ball gradually stopped struggling, letting the river push it forward.

"Red ball?!" Xiang Wan, who was in a mess, hugged the red ball that had been eroded to the point of flesh and blood, his eyes were red.

Ziyi sighed, and reached out to take it, "There is still a glimmer of life, protect it with immortal power, warm it up for a while, maybe it can recover."

Xiang Wan's hands trembled, he looked at Ziyi with hope, and reached out to caress the dying red ball with a sad face.Its body was a bloody mess, a small mass, no bigger than a palm.

After a long time, she restrained her expression, forced herself to be calm, and smiled slightly on her face: "Hongqiu and I are going to trouble Master again."

Sadness, guilt, pain, admiration... All kinds of emotions surged in Xiang Wan's heart, and what appeared on his face afterwards was only calm and calm.

A few days ago, after hearing the call of the red ball in her mind, Xiang Wan asked Zi Yi to leave Sui Xushan, she was going to save it!
Ziyi looked at her for a long time, without saying anything, and gave her a life-saving talisman, which was blessed with his own immortal power, and could withstand the full blow of a Mahayana monk.

Farewell to Xiang Wan, without taking Xiao Yunmeng Beast with him.

In her opinion, Xiao Yunmeng Beast definitely can't go to a place where even the red ball has to call for help.

She walked quietly without disturbing anyone.

After leaving Sui Xushan, a voice in her heart told her that the red ball was in the west.

As a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, Xiang Wan already understood how to use the teleportation, wind control, and sword control skills, and he rushed all the way fast and spared no effort.

The mountains and rivers under his feet are controlled by monks in many places.When meeting monks of the same level or above, Xiang Wan usually made a detour.Because those who occupy these places are probably casual cultivators with bad tempers, and not necessarily human beings.They not only have territorial awareness, but also airspace awareness.

Xiang Wan had seen with his own eyes a well-cultivated bird flying past a certain powerful airspace without notification, and was slapped to a depth of tens of feet in the ground with a slap, bloody and bloody.

She was just on her way, she didn't want to cause trouble, and she didn't want to delay the rescue of the red ball because of her actions.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xiang Wan, who hid his cultivation and appearance and was not worth fighting for, was still targeted when he approached the deep valley where the river flowed.

The other party hid his breath and quietly fell behind her.

Xiang Wan was anxious to find the red ball, all his thoughts were on searching for the location of the red ball.

When she came to the deep valley where not a single blade of grass grew, the man was about to make a move when Xiang Wan jumped down.

"Little beauty, dare to break into this kind of place, have the guts! I'm waiting here, my ancestor. I haven't met someone who suits my appetite for many years. When I go back, what method should I use to make you live longer?" Excited just thinking about it, Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

A vague figure flashed above for a moment, and then gradually disappeared into the air.

Jumping into the air, Xiang Wan felt the suction from below.

The feeling for the red ball in his heart became stronger and stronger. Xiang Wan glanced around, and found that there was not even a place to stay below, and the surrounding area was barren with no grass growing.

The spiritual energy around her became more and more difficult as she fell faster and faster, as if she had fallen into a quagmire, with resistance everywhere.

Xiang Wan took out all the weapons he could use, and inserted them into the mountain wall beside him as he fell.

In this world, all monks are used to using spiritual power to solve problems, but it doesn't seem to work here.

When inserting the weapon into the mountain wall, if one uses spiritual power, the suction force from below will be even stronger, and the movement will also be hindered.

With a short distance of tens of feet, Xiang Wan tried dozens of times, and before falling into the river, he stabbed a sword into the mountain wall and stabilized his figure.

The river under the feet is neither fast nor slow, flowing silently.But if you observe it for a long time, you will have extremely dark thoughts and jump down unconsciously.

Xiang Wan was looking for traces of the whereabouts of the red ball. After watching for a while, the soothing bell around her waist suddenly swayed silently, pulling her back from her thoughts.When she woke up, her face was less than an inch away from the river water.

She patted her chest with lingering fear, looked away, and moved forward step by step along the mountain wall by the river, one weapon at a time.

She walked along the direction of the river, and if the red ball fell into the river, she would not stay where she was waiting.

However, she could sense that the red ball was at the bottom of the river, but she didn't know the exact location.

After thinking for a while, he stretched out the weapon in his hand into the river, so that one end was completely submerged in the river.

A moment later, I picked up the weapon, and the end immersed in the river water had turned gray-black, and it turned into ashes when I touched it lightly.

"Even the weapon is eroded, and the creature falls into it, can it still survive?" There was a bad guess in her heart, but she didn't want to give up.Intuition, the red ball is not dead yet, waiting for her to save her life.

All the things on the body were tied together to form a pole connected by weapons, which stretched into the river.

You can't use your spiritual sense, you can only feel it with the things in your hands.

After stirring in the river water for a while and feeling nothing, the pole broke off in the middle.

With nothing else around him, Xiang Wan was secretly anxious.

She didn't expect this place to be so weird.

The aura can't be used, and it is corroded by throwing other things.

Can the red ball hold on?

The induction with it became weaker and weaker, Xiang Wan gritted his teeth and tried his best to mobilize the cold air on his body.

Since this river swallows a lot of spiritual energy, and cold air is not spiritual energy, it should be able to hold on for a while.

The ice pick on the fingertips dipped into the river water and raised his hand again. Although it was still eroded, the erosion speed was not as fast as expected. .

Xiang Wan thought for a while, fixed his body on the mountain wall with a layer of ice, stretched out one hand towards the bottom of the river, and quickly condensed an arm-thick slug of ice. After touching the bottom of the river, it formed forward along the direction of the river. A few ice threads, hoping to touch the mollusks at the bottom of the river.

If the red ball has not been completely eroded, it must still have volume!
Extend forward with a fine and equal width, and use a carpet search, and you will definitely be able to touch the red ball.

The baby in the body gathered all the aura, turned the cold air for Xiangwan's use, and injected those unknown substances into it by the way.

Even after reading the jade slips, there is no introduction about this substance.

Xiang Wan asked Zi Yi, and he said that he brought it back from the ruins of the miracle. Over the years, only Xiang Wan could absorb it.

I usually don't see any effect, but I didn't expect it to come in handy here.The time it takes for the ice thread to be melted can be delayed by a little, and the survival rate of the red ball will be higher.

The ice thread stretched for dozens of feet without touching anything, and gradually disappeared into the river.

Xiang Wan was sweating slightly on his forehead. He drew out the weapon behind him, moved forward step by step, and repeated the same trick again.

It was not until five times later that the movement at the bottom of the river was sensed.

"Red ball!" Xiang Wan was a little excited, condensed a net bag made of ice, and gently fished it to the place it sensed.

As soon as it was fished to one side, there was a sudden change, and the front of the river suddenly stopped flowing, and it flew countercurrently, colliding with the river in the same direction behind, and quickly formed a vortex, sweeping the ice net and the red ball down and pulling it down.

(End of this chapter)