The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Why is the vitality lost so badly?" Xiao Chen's state surprised Venerable Wutian.

Xiao Chen was a little helpless, and briefly talked about the previous incident.

Venerable Wutian observed Xiao Chen carefully, and shook his head: "This little treasure of heaven and earth can't make up for your lost vitality at all. You'd better switch to the state just now."

There was no other way, Xiao Chen could only switch back to the zombie's body and continue running for his life.

...

The escape continued, and the two sides fought several times along the way. Due to Xiao Chen's encumbrance, Venerable Wutian was also seriously injured.

And now Venerable Wutian does not dare to commit suicide, and uses immortality to resurrect.

Because resurrection will reduce strength, it is impossible to fight frontally at all.

Moreover, the treasures found by Venerable Wutian have long been exhausted, while the other party has a lot of supplies.

...

This run lasted another four months, and at this time Xiao Chen and Venerable Wutian had reached their limits.

"No, if we continue like this, we will all die." Hiding under a dark hill, Xiao Chen moved his shriveled body with difficulty.

Escaping for so long without replenishing, the body load was too heavy, and it was on the verge of collapse.

"Go to the tomb of Mo Kui." Xiao Chen finally made up his mind.

In the current state, there is no way to reach the unknown place. If he continues to run, not only himself, but Venerable Wutian will also die together.

Venerable Wutian nodded slightly, now only this method is left.

"You don't want to follow me." Xiao Chen got up and looked behind, the Confucian scholar and the crabman hadn't caught up yet.

Venerable Wutian could have left Xiao Chen long ago and left alone.

But with her kind nature, she insisted on accompanying Xiao Chen to this step.

Whether it is due to nature or to repay the favor, Venerable Wutian has long been benevolent and righteous to do this.

Because if there was no Venerable Wutian, Xiao Chen would have been caught long ago.

Venerable Wutian fell silent, knowing that he had to make a choice.

To be honest, she couldn't bear to let her abandon Xiao Chen, but the current situation is that if she doesn't leave Xiao Chen, she will also suffer.

"How old are you, why are you still a mother-in-law?" Xiao Chen laughed, black blood oozes from his chapped lips.

Venerable Wutian nodded, and suddenly cut open the aorta of his right hand with his nails.

Blood gushed out like a spring, "I can only help you get here, suck my blood dry, use this power, and rush to the tomb of the devil leader in one breath."

During these few months of fleeing for his life, Venerable Wutian used his own blood to feed Xiao Chen, otherwise Xiao Chen would not be able to persist here.

Xiao Chen was not a chatty person either, he opened his mouth and sucked all the blood gushing out from Venerable Wutian into his stomach.

The blood of Venerable Wutian entered Xiao Chen's body in the blink of an eye.

The huge power crazily nourished the exhausted body, and the dry and cracked body gradually healed and regained its luster.

Because the blood was sucked dry, Venerable Wutian gradually lost his breath, and his shriveled body quickly turned into fluorescent light and dissipated away.

But soon, a complete Wutian Venerable walked out of the space.

Using the resurrection of immortality twice, the power of Venerable Wutian was severely reduced.

Fortunately, it didn't fall out of the fourteenth realm, at least it was no problem to use it to escape.

Venerable Wutian pointed out to Xiao Chen the direction of Mo Kui's tomb.

"Live, we will meet again, I believe in you." The eyes of Venerable Wutian burst out with astonishing color.

After nearly a year of sharing joys and sorrows and being dependent on each other in life and death, the relationship between the two has long since changed. It is no longer a pure friendship, and maybe it is mixed with other things.

Xiao Chen cupped his fists, "Goodbye."

Xiao Chen's farewell was always like this, full of the atmosphere of the world.

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"This direction is..."

A month later, the Confucian scholar and the Crabman landed on the top of a mountain and looked into the distance.

"The Tomb of the Devil Chief." The two looked at each other, full of anger.

If Xiao Chen entered the tomb of the devil, although he would definitely die, but if he didn't kill Xiao Chen himself, for them, the mission assigned by the master still failed.

"There are still three days to go. We must kill him before he enters the tomb of Mokui."

The crabman looked at his broken body as he spoke. He didn't come back to life directly after chasing him all the way, because that would reduce his strength.

Although he and Confucian scholars both work under the master's hands, they seem to be at odds with each other.

If resurrected, I am afraid that the other party will find an opportunity.

But now the situation is taking a turn for the worse, and you must be in a good state. If you hesitate, the crabman will commit suicide directly.

Soon the crabman walked out of the space completely.

The Confucian scholar looked at it with a smile on his face, "After the matter is completed, the Lord will definitely reward you. This reduced power will soon be made up."

"Hmph!" The crabman snorted coldly, and his figure turned into a streamer, disappearing in place.

The Confucian scholar's eyes were dim, and he followed after thinking about it.

...

The cold breath is getting thicker and thicker, and the smell of rancidity can be smelled in the air.

The surrounding scenery, also knew when, turned into pieces of pale.

The pale earth, the pale sky, the pale flowers and trees, and the pale bones.

The pervasive breath of death lingers between the heavens and the earth, making people fearful.

Xiao Chen's figure suddenly smashed into the pale ground, and a huge force blasted out a sinkhole with a diameter of tens of kilometers.

"Hoo hoo..." Xiao Chen got up from the center of the tiankeng, his condition was so bad that it was even worse than before!

Because without the help of Venerable Wutian, and in order to increase the distance, Xiao Chen ran almost recklessly.

"It takes three more jumps to reach the tomb of the devil." Xiao Chen recalled the signpost given to him by Venerable Wutian.

But the bad thing was that Xiao Chen couldn't squeeze out the strength for a single jump now.

"boom!"

The figures of the crab people suddenly fell down, blocking Xiao Chen's front.

Then the Confucian scholar led the black figure, blocking Xiao Chen's retreat.

Confucian scholar didn't have those three sword cultivators by his side, and it seemed that the long pursuit had made him abandon those three guys.

"Little brother, good tricks." Confucian scholar's face was a little ugly, and he chased after him frantically for the next month, even forcing him to have no time to recover.

Xiao Chen dragged his dilapidated body, and stood up unsteadily.

Now there is only one option left, to restore the power of the emperor.

But Xiao Chen still wanted to gamble, if he released the power of the emperor now, everything he had done before would be meaningless.

And because the body of the Martial God was destroyed, with the power of the Great Emperor alone, Xiao Chen was not sure about overthrowing the two Venerables. Of course, it would be no problem to use it to escape.

"Come on, fuck grandpa to death."

Unable to stand still, Xiao Chen simply lay down on the ground, shouting loudly.