The three-foot road seems so long at this moment.

There were dozens or hundreds of poisonous snakes rushing up in the gaps on the ground below and spewed venom at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen used "space twist" to defend, but he could not resist in all directions. Scattered venom splashed on him, penetrated his clothes and corroded his body, making him unable to help but let out a muffled groan.

The true energy in the body could not prevent the penetration of toxins, and his consciousness gradually blurred. The body of the flute-playing man not far away was like a spot of light in the water, spreading in the ripples and gradually disappearing...

Want to sleep here forever?

No, of course not!

Chiyang is still fighting outside! I will never let him down!

Even if you die, I will drag you to hell together!

As he suffocated on his chest in one breath, Jiang Chen's consciousness gathered again, and he felt something hot on his chest, burning his skin.

——It was the jade pendant he hid in his arms, which was shining brightly at this time!

A warm force poured into Jiang Chen's chest.

Jiang Chen's gaze became clear again. He looked at the flute player, with his eyebrows and eyes wide open. It seemed that something was rumbling on the spiritual platform, and he was about to burst out, and he couldn't help but vomit.

Like a sword hiding its edge, I feel sorry for the fighting spirit, and it still roars into the box!

Jiang Chen gathered all the remaining divine energy on his fingers, completely abandoned his resistance to the toxins, aimed at the position of the flute player, and activated the fifth-level magical power that he had never understood but was like instinctive.

Gather the strength of my life and at the cost of my life, I can always leave some traces in the world...

Space - scars!

The space is twisted to the extreme and it is torn apart.

The scars in the crack continued to expand, turning into a cold wave of light like a cold moon spreading.

The halo is beautiful and stunning, and also represents despair and death.

The solid aperture tear apart from it, and the guardian barrier was as fragile as paper before this glow.

The flute-player bowed his head in a daze, and countless spider-web-like black lines appeared on the black robe, like cracks on the mirror, and then cracked after a brief silence.

The dry limbs were scattered together, but there was no trace of blood.

Jiang Chen looked down at the corpse of the flute-player in front of him, and his body's strength was completely exhausted.

"Dong!" He knelt on the ground with his knees, supported his upper body with both hands, and tried his last breath to not want to fall down.

‘I’m really unwilling to give up! My young master’s life has just begun. He has not yet become famous in the world and has not yet made it to the "Heroic List", but he has to die in such a ghost place for no reason...’

‘What’s more important is that I am still a boy! I will be for both lifetimes!’

‘I can’t die here!’

The consciousness became drowsy, and Miss Gao's shouting next to her became distant:

"Hey, Jiang Chen, don't die! Come and help me unblock the chain! Don't scare me! Hello! Hey..."

Finally, his right hand couldn't hold on, and Jiang Chen fell to the ground, and his consciousness fell into a whirlpool as dark as ink.

In the empty world, I can't feel the passing of the world, and my soul is floating. After a while, a burning pain suddenly sucked his soul into his body.

"Xiao Jiang, wake up..."

Before I opened my eyes, I felt a stream of hot water flowing in my body, seeping into my lungs, my limbs and bones were burning like fire, and my sweat all over my body soaked my clothes.

Jiang Chen felt as if he was in a sea of ​​fire, and the heat flow penetrated his whole body, like a live fish that was being fried.

"So hot..." He snorted, finding that his voice was extremely weak, and the gas exhaled from his mouth was also hot white smoke.

He barely raised his eyelids and saw a familiar face squatting in front of him, lowering his head to smile at him.

"Chiyang...I'm not dead?"

"I almost snatched you back from the gate of hell." Chi Yang's voice was extremely hoarse.

His face also had many wrinkles, and his eyes lost their previous resolute and gentle spirit. It seemed that he had grown aged several decades in a short period of time.

"Thank you... But what are you doing? I'm burning to death..." Jiang Chen wanted to support his body, but found that his hands and feet were weak, so he had to continue to endure the torture of the fire.

"It's my blood." Chi Yang's smile was filled with a little bitterness. "I poured boiling blood into your body. Only in this way can I remove the toxins in your body."

"Don't you lose too much blood like this? It's so hot that his grandmother is..." Jiang Chen said, feeling that the flames ignited from inside his body were about to burn the whole person to ashes, and his consciousness became a little dizzy again.

In the illusion that the soul is floating and about to fly, the hot feeling seems to gradually fade away from me.

Jiang Chen closed his heavy eyelids and his consciousness became ethereal.

Perhaps as Buddhism says, if you can escape from the sea of ​​suffering after death, you will probably not be so uncomfortable...

"Xiao Jiang, don't sleep, I have something to tell you!" Chi Yang's quick and hoarse voice called Jiang Chen back from the ethereal mood, "You are not out of danger yet, you must cheer up, otherwise... maybe you will never wake up again!"

Chiyang's words woke Jiang Chen a lot. He opened his eyes with difficulty, licked his dry lips, and whispered: "Water, is there water?"

"No water, just hold on and hold on for a while."

"Oh, so thirsty..."

Chiyang patted his back, was silent for a while, and whispered: "There is one thing I want to tell you."

"Tell me."

"I'm about to die."

Jiang Chen was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to use his drowsy brain to figure out the meaning of this sentence.

His heart seemed to be clenched hard by an invisible hand. He sat up suddenly, "Are you kidding me?"

"Don't move!" Chiyang quickly pressed his shoulder with his left hand.

Only then did Jiang Chen realize that Chi Yang's right wrist was pressed against his chest, and blood flowed out, seeping into his wound eroded by toxins. The hot and burning power that Jiang Chen felt originated from here!

Jiang Chen asked anxiously: "Why? It's to save me? No, please take your hand away quickly, I don't need you to save me!"

"Don't be excited, calm down, listen to me..." Chiyang said in a silence voice, "In the battle just now, I was exhausted, my energy was exhausted, my internal organs were dead, and my visceral vitality was cut off. Even if I didn't save you, I would definitely not be able to go back..."

"How could this happen?" Jiang Chen clenched his fists and pierced his nails into his flesh.

Chiyang continued, "So I will pass my blood to you, not only to eliminate your snake venom, but also to give you the power of a crazy blood warrior. This is the secret technique of our crazy blood clan. Through the "blood filling" ritual, you can pass on the boiling bloodline from generation to generation. From then on, you will have the physique, strength, speed, and even break through the limits of the mundane world and enter the legendary Xuangang realm... Do you know, boy, I actually had this idea before, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly."

"I……"

"Don't cry, you have inherited the boiling bloodline and be a strong man! Boy, you have amazing martial arts talent, but are limited by your innate physical conditions, so you have been trapped in the second-level "molting" realm. Today I will remove this weakness for you. It won't take long to be famous all over the world and be on the "Heroic List"! This is your dream forever, and it is also my dream. Can you help me realize it?"

"I...can't do it!"

"The power of boiling bloodline is at the cost of overdrawing life, so the lifespan of a crazy blood warrior is always very short. But as a god-refining cultivator, you are practicing the way of life, and there must be a way to make up for this." Chi Yang smiled slightly, and his voice began to be low, "I have a younger brother named Chi Luo. He ran away from home when he was seven years old, and now it is almost ten years. In short, he is about the same age as you, and he should have grown into a man who stands tall. If you meet him one day, bring him the ring on my hand."

"Okay, I'll find him!"

"In addition, I have a request."

"You said, as long as I can do it..."

"Forgive Lao Jing! Don't blame him, don't seek revenge on them! Life and death are just a great dream in the void. This is my destiny, and there is no need to resent others. I hope you forgive the sins of the Double Wolf Hunting Group. Can you promise me?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but clenched his fists, hesitated for a moment, saw Chiyang's sad eyes, and finally nodded. "I promise you not to make things difficult for them."

"That's good, I have nothing to worry about..." Chi Yang's right hand slowly pulled away from Jiang Chen's chest and hung on his knees, like a meditation position.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen could no longer help but lowered his head to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

When he looked up again, he found that Chiyang stopped breathing and sat stiffly like a clay sculpture, and had passed away.

Jiang Chen bent down slowly, covered his face with both hands, and his shoulders trembled rhythmically.

This feeling of distracted and helpless frustration, the powerlessness of watching the departed friend and the empty feeling of loss, deeply tormented his soul.
Chapter completed!