I seek death to dominate the world of immortality

Su Cheng sped up, and Gu Sheng was not far behind.

As he ran, Su Cheng felt a stream of heat sliding down his nose.

Her vision went dark and her brain felt dizzy.

He reached out and wiped it and found that he had a nosebleed.

The moment he saw the blood, Su Cheng's eyes lit up. This sword tomb was right.

As this went on, the nosebleeds became more frequent, and by the time she got there, she had already begun to bleed from all her orifices.

If Little Blue Flower were in front of her at this moment, she would be scared to tears by her ghostly appearance.

At this time, Gu Sheng behind her suddenly screamed in pain.

Su Cheng hurriedly looked back and found that this guy fainted again.

She crawled back dizzy, and was so frightened by the bleeding from Gu Sheng's Qiqiao that she said, "Fuck!"

Gu Sheng was so scary like this that Su Cheng didn't dare to slap him hard for fear of killing him with one slap.

So she patted Gu Sheng's face and called him several times, but he didn't respond.

Although the person is still breathing, it seems that he is not far from death.

Su Cheng had no choice but to resist Gu Sheng with difficulty and sent him outside to a place where the pressure was less severe.

She pricked Gu Sheng with several needles, but they didn't wake him up.

Then she thought of a clever trick - crossing the cultivation base.

An operation that can quickly weaken yourself.

Just do it, she immediately sat down cross-legged and started to transfer her cultivation power to Gu Sheng's body just like she did when she saved Xiao Xiaohei last time.

In the elders' meeting hall, all the elders who looked at the situation in the sword tomb through a water curtain were shocked.

Zhang Yuesong's eyes widened: "This kid!"

"He tried his best to help his eldest brother, but why did he even save a stranger?"

Xi Rou sneered: "Naive."

"Those who are capable have good intentions, but those who are not capable are called stupidity."

"The magic of crossing the cultivation base is not so easy to control."

"With that kid's behavior, I might accidentally give away all his cultivation."

Zhan Fengliu narrowed his eyes, focusing on another issue.

"Tell me, from whom did he learn the high-level spell of Du Xiuwei?"

Zhang Yuesong was stunned, "Doesn't he already have a master?"

"It turns out that he refused to be my apprentice because he already has a master!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuesong felt much more comfortable.

Yueying had no interest in watching two young men die. After watching it for a while, she became more and more involved.

This Su Cheng's physique and willpower are very strong, and he is very suitable for taking the path of body tempering.

The first step in sword training is to temper the body, which means that he is very suitable for sword training.

Su Cheng in the sword tomb had no idea that he was being spied on again.

After she completely saved Gu Sheng's life, her own cultivation level dropped to the Qi training stage.

If she hadn't been physically unable to support the magic circle, she would have continued to cross.

Su Cheng took Gu Sheng's pulse to make sure his pulse was stable, and then continued inside.

She vomited blood all the way and finally reached the deepest part of the sword tomb.

Deep in the Sword Tomb was an empty cave. Su Cheng looked around and found countless swords stuck on the stone wall.

The further inside she went, the more serious her bleeding became and her head became more and more dizzy.

Gradually, her entire face became bloody and wet.

He looked no different from a dead person, but he just couldn't faint.

This feeling is so uncomfortable.

It's like a person can feel like he's about to sneeze.

Stop what you are doing and concentrate on making the sneeze.

As a result, after brewing for a long time, I couldn't sneeze.

Su Cheng was angry, she just wanted to die, why was it so difficult!

She was on the verge of death and miraculously resurrected several times, which made her feel very anxious. Su Cheng, who was under great mental pressure, roared angrily and pulled out a sword on the stone wall.

The dark sword on the stone wall instantly seemed to be alive and had a luster.

In the darkness, a sword light lit up.

The sword light passed through Su Cheng's body, leaving a deep wound on her body.

Su Cheng stared blankly at the sword in his hand, his eyes gradually glowing with excitement.

She quickly pulled it out again, and then added another scar on her body.

She understood that every time she drew the sword, she would be hurt by the sword energy.

She suddenly discovered that her current act of seeking death was not reminded by the system.

Could it be that the system was on vacation and ignored her?
  Is there such a good thing?

So she was like crazy, pulling out sword after sword. Before long, her body was covered with scars.

Zhang Yuesong in front of the water curtain sighed deeply: "After all, he is just a child. It is difficult to overcome the mental influence of Jianzhong."

Yueying was a little nervous. With such good material, she really didn’t want to let it go to waste.

"If this continues, he will die."

She suddenly stood up and said, "Elder brother, I'm going to rescue him."

Zhang Yuesong said hurriedly: "Stop!"

"The mental influence of Jianzhong can only be overcome by himself!"

"If you take him out by force, he will collapse directly and there will be no room for maneuver."

Yueying didn't want a fool as her apprentice. She sighed and sat back down.

Zhan Fengliu asked curiously: "Why do you suddenly care about this kid?"

Xi Rou teased: "Is it possible that you, like senior brother, want to accept him as your disciple?"

Yueying nodded and said, "Yes."

Several people looked shocked.

Zhang Yuesong was anxious: "Little Junior Sister, I remember that you have always found it troublesome to accept disciples. Why did you suddenly think of accepting disciples?"

Yueying sighed and said, "Maybe it's too boring to be alone."

Zhan Fengliu agreed, "It's really boring to practice swordsmanship with your own clone all day long."

Su Cheng in the Sword Tomb did not know that his madness was related to external forces.

All she knew was that she was having a great time committing suicide.

Although the blood blurred her eyes, she could not see anything clearly.

The strong pressure pushed her body to and fro.

But she is dead! No! Got it!
  She roared with her giant sword: "Jianzhong, you useless thing! Is that all you can do?!"

"See if I don't pluck you out today!"

After yelling, she puffed out and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, like crazy, she continued to draw the sword.

As the hilt of the sword was pulled out, Su Cheng felt the pressure from the sword grave getting heavier and heavier.

She went from being unable to stand firmly to sitting firmly, and finally she could only crawl with difficulty.

But it still couldn't stop her desire to die.

She crawled slowly and continued to draw her sword.

She seemed to have crawled all over the empty cave, and the entire ground was stained red with her blood.

Su Cheng's strength was draining away little by little, and that feeling came.

Having attempted death many times, she became extremely familiar with the feeling of death.

She was excited, she was excited, it was finally here again.

There was no one around this time, no Xiaobai, no Xiao Yang, no Jerry's branch of life.

No one can save her.

There is no luck that needs to be returned to her this time, and the strange old man probably won't suddenly appear when her soul is out of body.

Right time and place.

It was just a matter of time before she returned home. As long as she drew another sword, she would definitely be dead.