The moment Fu Jingtao lost his footing and fell, he lowered his head and scanned quickly. He saw a layer of messy white bones scattered at the bottom of the pit, and a large irregular hole on the right side of the pit wall. Before he could see more details,

With a bang, the cracked ground quickly closed up, cutting off external light.

I can't see my fingers in front of my eyes, and my murderous aura behind me is as sharp as a steel needle.

Fu Jingtao immediately slipped and dodged as soon as his feet touched the ground, but he felt a punch almost grazing his back and suddenly hit the wall of the pit, kicking up countless dust and bone fragments. He held his breath and tiptoed to the giant giant

At the edge of the pit, he quickly took out the elixir and swallowed it. The murderous intention in his heart rolled like volcanic lava. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough and had soft armor to protect him, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die!

The demon sect master's punch missed, and he cursed Fu Jingtao secretly for being as slippery as a loach. He stopped and listened to the movements around him. In this sealed and lightless pit, it was impossible to see anything. He could only use his hearing to capture the opponent's specific position, and follow

Killer with pain.

This is a life-and-death struggle, and there is no mercy or concession.

The darkness was filled with murderous intent, and it was as cold as winter.

Fu Jingtao slowed down his breathing and silently activated the power of the medicine to dissipate in his body. The strong man from the Demon Sect was extremely skilled in martial arts and ruthless. He had to adjust his body to the best fighting condition. In such a special environment, the competition was between the two sides.

The party with greater patience, calculation, reaction speed, and skill may not have the last laugh.

Boom! The sound of weapons beating and anxious shouts sounded above the head.

How dare Fu Jingtao risk speaking out at this time?

The master of the Demon Cult didn't want to make any noise and cause other people to intervene.

In the main hall, everyone shouted for a long time but did not hear a response from someone underground. They thought Fu Jingtao had unfortunately died and gave up the rescue. The footsteps gradually faded away.

The demon sect master breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a strange smile: "Okay, now we are the only two left! How long do you plan to hold your breath? Or can you control your heart from beating?"

Fu Jingtao's heart suddenly moved, and the Tai Chi Immortality Technique flashed through his mind: "The essence of the Supreme Dao is Yao Yao Mingming. At the extreme of the Dao, it is dim and silent. Ignore and listen, embrace the spirit to be still, the body will straighten itself, and it must be still."

It must be clear..." The breath is restrained, the yin and yang qi in the body are rising and falling, and the consciousness suddenly enters a mysterious and inexplicable ethereal realm. The breathing is vague, the heartbeat slows down, and it seems to be integrated with the surrounding environment.

Tai Chi's Immortality Technique emphasizes on concentrating one's mind and calming one's energy, forming a golden elixir within one's mind, and gaining a glimpse of the immortal way in a quiet and inactive state. The stronger one's mental power is, the more one can appreciate the beauty of the technique. In layman's terms, it means that through the power of the spirit, one can understand the subtleties of the technique.

Control the flow of one's own Qi and blood, continuously strengthen and temper the internal channels, accumulate quantitative changes into qualitative changes, and finally achieve the goal of breaking through the void and attaining immortality.

Fu Jingtao was taught by Patriarch Chen Tuan, and his mental strength is rare in the world. He easily passed the first threshold of practice and learned the art of Turtle Breathing without any teacher.

The strange laughter bounced and reverberated between the walls of the pit, gradually becoming muted and inaudible. The master of the Demon Cult was shocked to find that he had lost the sound of his opponent, and could only hear his own heartbeat!

Fu Jingtao seemed to disappear out of thin air - how is this possible?!

The master of the Demon Cult did not hear any unusual noises. He was very sure that Fu Jingtao was still hiding beside him, but why couldn't he sense it? Could it be that this boy turned into a ghost? He stamped his feet and shouted: "Boy, I'll give you the last

One chance to hand over the deworming ointment!”

The sound of shouting echoed violently in his ears. Fu Jingtao was as steady as a rock, without even moving his eyelashes. His mind was completely immersed in the body, guiding the yin and yang qi to travel through the meridians and flow to the injured part of his left shoulder.

It is as if a person is immersed in warm spiritual fluid, feeling peaceful and ethereal, with existence and non-being intertwined.

Cold sweat broke out on the demon sect's forehead. He clenched his fists tightly and yelled, "Kill!" He punched around aimlessly, his fists roaring through the air, trying to force Fu Jingtao to show up.

The hidden wounds were repaired in an instant, and energy filled the whole body.

Even though there was a lack of light, Fu Jingtao clearly outlined the figure of the master of the Demon Cult in his mind, and he raised his long sword and stabbed forward silently.

puff!

The master of the Demon Cult was blind, and he punched out and hit the tip of the long sword. The back of his fist was immediately penetrated by the sharp sword, making him sweat dripping with pain. He was also a ruthless person, and he twisted his arm to forcefully lock the long sword, and followed

He took a step forward and swept across with flying legs. The wind was as strong as the wind and he used up all his strength.

Fu Jingtao's senses were so sharp that he let go of the hilt of the sword and flashed it, then pulled out the dagger he kept close to his body and pierced the vital part of the enemy's vest.

The master of the Demon Cult suddenly felt chills stand on his back, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped his whole body. He twisted his waist and turned sideways, and smashed his left fist into the void behind him with the wind. He did not hesitate to burn both jade and stone!

Click!

The devil's master's arm went cold, and he was in severe pain, and heart-rending screams burst out from his mouth. A moment earlier, he was looking down on his opponent with a condescending attitude, but in the blink of an eye, his right fist was crippled, and his left arm was cut off by the dagger.

Instead, he became a piece of meat on the chopping board. Escape? There was nowhere to run. Fight? He was unable to fight anymore. Now he staggered backwards, his heart filled with fear and despair.

Fu Jingtao sent the dagger forward, and the screams suddenly stopped.

This battle in the dark is dangerous and short, and there is no room for you to make any mistakes. The master of the Demon Cult was first mentally unbalanced and not calm enough, and then realized that the enemy was wrong and too impatient, and was finally defeated and killed. If the two sides fought outside the underground palace, the outcome should be determined.

It's a 50-50 fight, and the battle won't end so quickly.

Fu Jingtao secretly said that he was lucky. Fortunately, he understood the Tai Chi Secret of Immortality at the critical moment, successfully deceiving the enemy's ears and gaining time to heal and save himself. Otherwise, it would be difficult to reverse and win. He quickly put away his weapons and groped to find the hole in the wall of the pit.

He got into the tunnel without hesitation.

This tunnel is narrow and winding, gradually extending upwards. It can barely accommodate a person crawling through. The air is filled with the smell of rot and mold, and it is unknown how many years it has been abandoned.

Fu Jingtao was highly nervous, fearing that some monster would suddenly rush out in front of him. Finally, he climbed to the exit at the other end of the tunnel and looked around. Not far away, phosphorus fire flickered, the light was as green as a green, and there was a huge nest of bones.

In the center of the lair, there are two monsters that look like apes but are not apes, with scales on their chests and backs. They are fighting for food. From time to time they roar and fight with their claws. The sounds are full of cruelty and violence. As for the food they are fighting for, it is shocking.

It's a bloody human leg!

Fu Jingtao quietly emerged from the tunnel and moved slowly close to the rock wall.

Suddenly, the two terrifying monsters stopped eating, raised their heads and twitched their nostrils vigorously, distinguishing the peculiar smell floating in the air.

No! Fu Jingtao was complaining in his heart, why did he forget about the insect repellent ointment?

The two monsters stood upright, about three feet tall, with fangs like swords, claws like hooks, and bodies as strong as iron. Angry flames ignited in their eyes, and they turned to face Fu Jingtao——
Chapter completed!