Chapter 928: Spring Flowers Will Bloom (Part 3)

"How long have we been fighting?"

"Don't know."

"Have we reached the limit?"

"Perhaps..."

"Missing an arm is still very obstructive; it's a pity, we were just a little bit away..."

"If the Creation Immortal Venerable were a bit more diligent, it would be better."

The voice gradually deepened, but Jun Weizhi was unwilling to give up, struggling to lift his head.

That thousand-zhang monster was already covered in wounds, with several huge gashes almost splitting it in two from the middle. Less than half of its dozen or so slender articulated limbs remained, and its body was riddled with various wounds; its aura fluctuated, and it was only one last breath away from falling.

Most importantly, everyone had locked onto the location of its spirit pivot after countless attacks; once broken, they could truly kill this monster. But...

Jun Weizhi sighed again, and then his whole body was thrown up.

At this time, he was pierced on one of the monster's articulated limbs, with only one left leg remaining; both arms and his right leg were gone. There was a huge wound between his chest and abdomen, and the end of the articulated limb pierced in from his back and out from his chest, with fragments of internal organs stained on it.

Jun Weizhi's aura had dropped to the bottom, his eyes slightly closed, preparing to fall into a deep sleep, when suddenly a faint light flashed on his body, and a bit of vitality was added.

Jun Weizhi opened his eyes and saw Fu Yao flashing and running on the ground, dodging the articulated limbs stabbing down one by one. Her forehead was covered in sweat, she was running wildly while gritting her teeth, and then she raised both hands; a faint light flashed on Du Gu Cangqiong, who was also pierced on an articulated limb, and he was pulled back from the gates of hell.

"You, run..." Jun Weizhi muttered, but his voice was too small, so small that even he could hardly hear it.

On the ground lay the corpses of many cultivators; Long Wushuang's body was cut in the middle, with only a bit of skin and flesh connecting the upper and lower halves.

Han Li was also pierced on an articulated limb, his head hanging down the whole time, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Fu Yao had already torn a crack in the sky, and half of her body had already drilled in. But she looked back at the people pierced on the articulated limbs and rushed back, closing the crack forever by the way.

It was just that she was not good at killing; she only had the ability to save people, but no power to kill enemies. But she just gritted her teeth and supported herself bitterly, not knowing what she was persisting for. At this moment, the ending was already doomed; as her spiritual power was gradually exhausted, she would sooner or later die at the hands of the monster.

Jun Weizhi sighed, unable to bear looking at her again. He, who prided himself on having the world's best calculation ability, could not calculate what was in this woman's heart. They had only known each other for a short time, and she had already escaped; why did she come back to die?

The interval for Fu Yao to add vitality was getting longer and longer, and the vitality added was getting less and less; even the vitality added later was already tinged with a bit of blood.

Darkness gradually shrouded Jun Weizhi's consciousness, as if the end of the world was calling.

Just at this moment, Jun Weizhi felt a strange surge of spirit and woke up again. He sensed a bit of vitality suddenly appearing in his body, not knowing where it came from.

But Jun Weizhi's reaction was fast, arguably the first in the Human Realm Fireworks; his peripheral vision swept over Han Li, and he discovered that vitality was also emerging in his body, and the thousand-zhang monster seemed to have weakened a bit.

In the blink of an eye, Jun Weizhi activated his Dao technique, sacrificing his only remaining leg to pour that power into his eyes, seeing through the location of the monster's spirit pivot, and then marking it with his divine sense and igniting it!

Han Li also woke up at this moment, and without thinking, his last natal flying sword shot out at the mark, piercing through the monster's spirit pivot!

The monster suddenly let out a shrill shriek, throwing the people pierced on its articulated limbs away, and then its articulated limbs paddled desperately; its massive body rolled continuously, slowly curling into a ball.

When thrown away, Jun Weizhi and Han Li looked at each other, both seeing the question in the other's eyes: they were just regretting that they were only a little bit of strength away from killing the monster, and as a result, a bit of vitality appeared at the last moment; was it a coincidence?

If it was really a coincidence, how could the monster have happened to weaken a bit?

The two had not figured it out yet when they both fell onto the muddy ground, almost fainting for a moment.

In the polluted palace, Wei Yuan suddenly let out a scream and said: "My Origin Power! Why is it suddenly gone?! Who, who cut off my Origin Power?"

At this time, the temperature in the palace rose sharply, and a bookshelf suddenly began to burn, turning into fly ash in the blink of an eye! Fires burned everywhere in the palace, with different colors, and several weak links were burned through in the blink of an eye, and the fire pillars spewed by the array rushed directly into the palace. ===== CHAPTER 929 =====