Five Elements Heaven

Tian Kuan did not give up.

He crawled out from a pile of dead people. He had experienced a more difficult time than the current one. He didn't know how much he had gone through. The setbacks in front of him were not enough to make him despair.

There are still sixteen blood cultivators under him, half of whom are injured.

Xue Xiu's vitality is more tenacious than Yuan Xiu's, but this does not mean that injuries have no impact on his strength.

The more fatal problem was the low morale and the continuous setbacks, which dealt a huge blow to these blood cultivators who were born in the wounded barracks. More and more blood cultivators are escaping, and they don't want to become cannon fodder in Tian Kuan's hands. This group of blood cultivators were carefully selected from thousands of wounded soldiers. They have a keen intuition for survival.

They soon noticed loopholes in Tian Kuan's method of controlling them and exploited these loopholes to escape.

The escape of his companions had a greater impact on the morale of the remaining blood cultivators. They have no loyalty at all. As long as they have the opportunity, they will try their best to escape Tian Kuan's control.

What went wrong?

Tian Kuan was also puzzled. Entering Songjian City was like being possessed by an evil spirit, and nothing went smoothly.

"My lord, your face?"

Suddenly, the surprised and uncertain voice of a blood cultivator reached his ears.

Face? What happened to your face?

Tian Kuan touched his face reluctantly, his tentacles were wet, and his palms froze.

The other blood cultivators looked at Tian Kuan with shock in their eyes.

Tian Kuan's eyes fell on his fingers, which were stained with dark red and gray blood, and an unpleasant rancid smell penetrated his nose. His eyes showed fear, deep fear, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Without looking, he knew that the blood lines on his cheeks at this moment would be like the growth rings of a dry tree stump, broken into pieces, with gray and dark red blood seeping out from the fractures.

Broken lines!

Tian Kuan's mind went blank. The legendary broken pattern actually happened to him.

The skin on his forehead quickly lost water and dried up, becoming as old as the bark of a tree. There were countless wrinkles and ravines, and the black hair on his head turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye. The strong muscles withered, and the straight back became rickety. In the blink of an eye, Tian Kuan aged several dozen years.

The blood cultivators who witnessed this change almost rolled back and looked at Tian Kuan with fear, as if they were looking at a monster.

They didn't know what was happening, and because of this, the fear in their hearts was even stronger.

"The dead blood of broken lines, why? Why the dead blood of broken lines?"

The old, dry voice was full of fear and panic, and Tian Kuan's voice sounded like a different person.

Fear, intense fear, occupied every corner of Tian Kuan's body and mind. He was like a beast in trouble.

Broken lines are what blood cultivators are most afraid of. It means that their practice has gone astray, their realm has collapsed, and their blood lines have begun to break. Blood lines are the source of blood repair power. Once the blood lines begin to break, the vitality in the blood will gradually disappear, and the bright red blood will turn gray. As the vitality in the blood dies, the blood will eventually turn into water, and that is when the blood cultivator dies.

Only if extremely serious mistakes are made during practice, the blood lines may break.

Where did you go wrong?

Tian Kuan forced himself to calm down and completely ignored the blood cultivators who were fleeing in all directions.

The blood cultivators were frightened by Tian Kuan's changes, and the formation of blood patterns gave them powerful strength, which was the greatest comfort to them. But seeing Tian Kuan aging, they realized that the path of blood cultivation was not as easy as they thought, and it was even more dangerous.

Although Yuan Xiu's cultivation speed is a little slower, it is very safe and will not cause such a terrible situation.

They didn't know what would happen to Tian Kuan next, but they knew that Tian Kuan had become extremely weak at this moment.

Several blood cultivators stared at Tian Kuan, with hatred flashing in their eyes.

No one alive can be grateful to Tian Kuan, but everyone has hatred for Tian Kuan.

However, Tian Kuan usually accumulated a lot of power, and they were afraid that Tian Kuan might have some backup plans. They hesitated for a moment, and then slowly backed away. Seeing that Tian Kuan was still unaware, they turned around and fled, heading into the forest.

With his vitality declining, Tian Kuan carefully recalled what he had done during this period and suddenly woke up.

Why do you feel that entering Songjian City is not smooth at all? Because from the beginning, I chose a wrong path, and I had never done anything with the help of external forces. It looks like they have the upper hand and everything is well-arranged, but in fact it's all ridiculous. Looking at the hatred in the eyes of those who escaped, they want to cut him to pieces.

Since when?

Starting from the battle with the guy from the Military Department, I was injured and my mind was shaken. Seeing Yu Mingqiu seriously injuring Situ Zhong again, he was horrified. Entering Songjian City, the shock of the Battle of Long Street made him lose all his energy.

Just like that, he stepped back step by step, fear firmly occupying his heart, making him hesitate. It seems that he has everything under control, but actually trying to use external help shows that he has lost confidence in himself.

This is the inner demon.

Inner demons breed, the mind is shaken, and it affects the whole body.

The change of life and death is so mysterious, the blood spiritual power changes quietly, the balance is broken, the realm collapses, and the blood lines break.

It turns out that since then, my will has been taken away by it, and I have lost the momentum to move forward.

Tian Kuan's eyes became clear, his legs spread wide, his left hand rested on the ground, and he leaned forward like a wild beast. Make a fist with your right hand and clasp your fingers, turn around to reach your back, and tap on your tailbone.

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound of fried beans, and a ball of blood lit up the tailbone.

The fingers of the fist were knocked upward section by section along the spine. Every time a section was struck, there would be a crisp sound and a ball of blood would light up.

A series of explosions lingered, and the continuous bloody light dissipated.

Tian Kuan stood up, his back straightened again, the wrinkles on his face disappeared, his skin returned to its usual moistness and smoothness, except for his head of hair, which was as white as snow.

Vertebral blood is what saves his life.

He is a divine guard, and he cultivates the body. During daily practice, a trace of blood essence is stored in the vertebrae, which is called vertebrae blood. He just took it as a precaution and didn't expect it to be useful one day.

He had been practicing for so long, and after going through rounds of blood refining, he had only condensed a strand of vertebrae blood as thick as a hair.

Although this strand of vertebrae blood was rare in quantity, it was extremely powerful, and it quickly stabilized his condition when stimulated.

Tian Kuan sighed softly. He used to think that he was a fearless person, but now he realized his cowardice.

Is it a bad thing? Tian Kuan didn't think so. On the contrary, he thought it was a good thing. If you know your cowardice earlier and recognize yourself earlier, how can it be a bad thing? His experience was particularly profound when he experienced broken lines.

Maybe this is the meaning of cultivation.

What's more, it's not like he has no chance.

As long as he wins this battle, the knot in his heart will be broken in one fell swoop.

Reversing life and death, reviving life from desperate situations, is what we do.

Only victory can explain everything.

Tian Kuan suddenly raised his head, and the energy fluctuations in Songjian City became extremely intense, like boiling water.

Ai Hui and the others are nailing the ninth golden needle.

Tian Kuan walked slowly among the ruins.

"The ninth golden needle." The girl in red murmured.

Yan Hai looked at the young lady in awe. He had witnessed the changes in the young lady with his own eyes in the past few days. The lady's temperament became more and more ethereal and elusive, like the mist in the mountains and deep streams, which could disperse with the wind at any time.

The lady has become stronger.

He didn't see the young lady practicing, but he could deeply feel the young lady's changes. He didn't know the mystery behind it, but he couldn't help but think of what the lady said to him a few days ago.

The secret must be there, he secretly remembered it in his heart. He didn't understand it just because his level was too low.

"amazing."

The girl in red had a face full of admiration. She looked up at the sky. The fluctuations of Yuan Power were so intense that colorful ripples appeared in the sky, layer upon layer.

The girl in red looked up at the sky and suddenly said: "We are leaving."

"Leave?" Yan Hai looked confused.

"Exit Songjian City." The girl in red retracted her gaze: "The energy of the entire Songjian City has been aroused. The sky, the ground, and the surrounding vegetation. We need to retreat further, otherwise we will be involved."

The girl in red took Yan Hai and quietly left Songjian City, found a mountain peak overlooking Songjian City, and watched everything that happened in Songjian City.

When the ninth golden needle was completely nailed in, the chaotic colorful ripples in the sky of Songjian City suddenly turned into a colorful vortex of light. The colorful whirlpools continue to merge, expand, and gradually become clearer.

The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth form a perfect five element ring in the sky of Songjian City.

Abnormal energy fluctuations restored the focus of Yu Mingqiu's empty eyes in the sky. His physical strength was stretched to the limit, and he didn't know how he could hold on until now by relying on his own strength to guard the sky in Songjian City.

The battle on the ground never stopped, and the battle in the sky also never stopped. In the end, he just relied on instinct to fight.

Finally got over it...

He staggered to the ground, staggered when he landed, sat down on the ground, fell back, and collapsed on the ground like mud.

Looking at the Five Elements Ring in the sky distractedly, he didn't even want to move a finger.

It’s so exhausting and I don’t know if there are any extra subsidies…

If you mess up again, it will be your own business. The most handsome man is going to sleep...

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the darkness just swallowed him up.

Yu Mingqiu's pitiful appearance shocked everyone, but the snoring that followed made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. Everyone was filled with admiration. Yu Mingqiu's performance these days has won everyone's respect. Without him guarding the sky, we would not be able to hold on to the present, let alone nail the golden needle.

The Five Elements Ring in the sky stabilized.

Those ferocious blood beasts showed fear and turned around and ran away.

Looking down from the sky, the red tide quickly receded toward the outside of the city. It was the blood beast running wildly.

After a short period of silence, cheers erupted in Songjian City.

Amidst the cheers, the exhausted Ai Hui sat down on the ground.

Nine golden needles, Master and Master, I’m done.

In front of his eyes, the scene of the master talking to him about the plan to use the city as a cloth appeared like a child offering a treasure, and he couldn't help but grin.

Around him, the team members were staggering. The No. 1 Team of Hospital A is the team with the most battles and the heaviest tasks. We can only survive until now. At this point their mission was accomplished, the breath dissipated, and everyone fell.

Although they were exhausted, their eyes still looked eagerly at the embroidery workshop.

In Jade Embroidery Square, the closed door of the quiet room slowly opened.