Chapter 178 Goodbye Bai Qingling (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

"Roar!" The second-level middle-grade lion-tiger beast roared. Seeing that the prey that was already at its mouth had escaped, the huge but flexible body twisted lightly, and the two powerful forelimbs slapped his back steadily and accurately.

Under the painful torture, Sun Mingsheng not only did not show any pain, but instead showed a smile of success.

This huge force acted directly on his body, like an arrow from a string, quickly pulling the distance between the two sides, like a stone with enough power, almost brushing past the lion-tiger beast that rushed out of the cave.

It was at this moment that Sun Mingsheng decisively collided the two horns of the Hongtu Bull in his hand, which was already on the verge of exploding.

A lightning flash and a yellowish-brown light entangled together, like two fuses quickly merging. Before the lion-tiger beast had not yet reacted, a deafening roar came, and the entire cave built on the spiritual vein and mountain was shaking as a whole.

Pieces of gravel fell from the sky, and cracks appeared on the hard stone. Because the distance was too close when the spiritual object exploded, Sun Mingsheng was also caught in the crossfire.

Under the effect of this explosive force that could not distinguish between friend and foe, Sun Mingsheng's body was like a tattered cloth bag swaying in the wind, and his body kept hitting the stone wall.

"Cough cough" Under the effect of severe pain, a series of loud coughs made him barely maintain the last bit of clarity in his spiritual platform. He circulated the mana in his dantian and tried to circulate the Great Circulation to ensure that he could keep a breath of vitality as much as possible to reduce his own injuries.

Unfortunately, after continuous battles and several heavy injuries in a short period of time, not only the flesh, but also the meridians inevitably had scars.

Whenever the Great Circulation was barely able to circulate here, it would devour a small amount of mana like a funnel, causing the Great Circulation to fail.

After a series of failed attempts, Sun Mingsheng's already limited energy was basically exhausted. He could only ensure a trace of clarity in his spiritual platform and did not really fall into a coma.

Fortunately, before the official departure, he had swallowed and refined a second-level medium-grade healing elixir. At this time, under the suppression of Sun Mingsheng's miserable state, the medicinal power hidden in different parts of his body gradually dissipated, automatically providing a basic treatment for some of the more serious injuries.

With careful calculations, Sun Mingsheng barely managed to save his life after enduring the aftermath of the explosion of the spiritual object. The lion-tiger beast in the core explosion state naturally suffered more and heavier blows.

"Go forward with the caravan as agreed, and set off to the location of the lion-tiger beast's lair." On the outskirts of Qiling Mountain, Sun Mingwang showed an anxious look on his face. After some hesitation, he still decided to venture forward to explore according to the original agreement.

"Mingwang, we haven't found the family signal. If we go now and encounter a second-level lion-tiger beast, we will never come back."

"Why not continue to wait here? With these three lion-tiger beast corpses as a deterrent, we will be safe for a short time."

Although they are all family cultivators, some cultivators are still unwilling to take risks and try to continue waiting for the signal from Sun Mingsheng.

"Before Mingsheng left, he said that he would wait for an opportunity to kill the monster in two days at most. If we go now, we may be able to provide some help within our capacity. If Mingsheng gets into trouble, it will be a truly irreparable loss for the family and the caravan. Let's go." Sun Mingwang said decisively, without any room for bargaining.

Although his words were simple and crude, they were irrefutable truths. After a cup of tea, the caravan set off again and moved forward slowly.

Half a day later, near dusk, the caravan appeared near the lair of the lion-tiger beast, but the scene in front of them surprised all the Qi-refining cultivators, who were full of disbelief.

The calm lake had become uneven and overflowing under the filling of gravels of different sizes, and the valley full of green grass and vitality had also turned dark.

The biggest change was naturally that the top of the original protrusion that served as a barrier for the lion-tiger beast's lair and the daily habitat had completely collapsed, and the height was less than half of the original. The traces of different thicknesses were like terrible scars.

"Is this the lair of the lion-tiger beast?"

"Could the battle between the foundation-building cultivator and the second-level monster be able to erupt with such power?"

"Where is Mingsheng? Where is the lion-tiger beast?"

Looking at the horrible and unbelievable scene in front of them, all the Qi-refining cultivators who were traveling with them were full of disbelief.

Although they were all Qi Refining cultivators, they were from the Sun family after all, and were not too unfamiliar with the battles between Foundation Establishment cultivators. It was just that the scene before them was far beyond their cognition, and they were a little surprised for a while.

"Use the family bloodline sight and hearing technique to find Mingsheng's traces. If he is alive, I want to see him in person. If he is dead, I want to see his body." Sun Mingwang shouted anxiously.

The bloodline sight and hearing technique is based on the family cultivator's own bloodline, through the natural induction between bloodlines, to find the traces of family cultivators within a relatively wide range.

This kind of spiritual art can be said to be a success or failure of blood. It is completely based on the same blood. The closer the blood, the greater the range of perception, and the more real the information. The range of search of different cultivators in a family is also completely different.

"Cough cough" In the rocks where the mountain collapsed, accompanied by a violent cough, Sun Mingsheng finally woke up, and his eyes kept exploring the surrounding situation.

"I was buried in the cave by the collapsed rocks. It's a pity that the mana in my dantian is only one hundred, and the injuries to my body are also extremely terrible. I can't get rid of the oppression of these rocks. I hope that Brother Shi and others have noticed the changes here. I can't be the first foundation-building cultivator in the history of my family to be crushed to death by rocks." Because he lost the power to resist, Sun Mingsheng's thoughts kept floating around for a while.

It didn't take long. After a quarter of an hour, under the passive oppression of both the body and the spirit, he once again passively fell into a deep coma and performed a simple self-repair.

If there is no external force to treat it, it can be regarded as a self-protection mechanism for monks when facing a crisis.

I don’t know how long I have been in this coma, and there are waves of severe pain in my subconscious mind. Until one day, a sudden cool power compensates for it, and I opened my eyes little by little. What appeared in front of me was a female cultivator in a white dress, bright white teeth, pure and lovely. I felt familiar with her.

"I haven't seen you for several years. This time, I will repay you for saving my life. We are not in debt anymore." The pretty female cultivator teased with a very sincere and naughty smile on her face.