Chapter 179

The red blood gushed out from Wu Chen's wrist. The intense pain and the emptiness of the blood made Wu Chen's body tremble violently, and his face became very pale.

However, he still held back the pain, grinning bitterly, and drew a strange and strange symbol on Fang Ruoxue's chest with his own blood, which seemed to be the shape of an eye and a whirlpool, devouring all things in the world.

Wu Chen suddenly lowered his head and knelt down in front of Fang Ruoxue, constantly repeating a very obscure and even ancient words. When he repeated these, the air around him had a faint wave after wave, which seemed to resonate.

The spiritual power between heaven and earth moves towards Wu Chen silently, just like he is the center between heaven and earth, which is extremely frightening.

Endless spiritual power converged into his body and disappeared with the naked eye, but those spiritual power turned into Wu Chen's body.

What's terrible is that Wu Chen's vitality is also disappearing quickly, and is transferred into Fang Ruoxue's body again. The deep scar on her chest gradually healed, even the blood disappeared, and her skin was becoming smoother and whiter.

"Faster, faster!"

Wu Chen can feel that the world around her is absorbing everything here crazily, and Fang Ruoxue's spirit is gradually flowing into her body.

If the speed is too slow, even if the vitality does not keep up in time, Fang Ruoxue's plan of resurrection may fall short. After all, resurrection is against heaven——

At this time, a thunder burst out in the sky, and the color of the thunder was extremely strange blood red, just like the curse of heaven came into the world, it fell straight around Wu Chen.

The next moment, the ground beside him became a scorched black, and the soil on the ground instantly turned up, and even the surrounding vegetation was completely burned.

Wu Chen knew that maybe this was his own disaster.

After all, what he has to bear is the present punishment. However, even if what he is doing now is a matter of resurrection, he must stick to it.

He can't lose Fang Ruoxue. He can't tolerate the people he likes disappearing in front of him.

I owe her this. I have to repay her!

Wu Chen's vitality is constantly passing, and his skin is becoming more and more chapped like a dead tree. He can also feel that his organs are aging at a very rapid speed, becoming weaker and weaker.

"If snow, you must wake up." Wu Chen's weakness only he can feel him, and his life has now been shared with Fang Ruoxue, and even the spiritual connection between them is getting closer.

According to legend, the last step of this kind of anti heaven resurrection is to bear the thunder falling from the sky. If the thunder can't bear it, Fang Ruoxue can't be resurrected, or even die together with him!

How can a mortal body bear the thunder? Even if Wu Chen had practiced, he could not resist the thunder easily.

But the matter has come to this point, even if he died, he will never let Fang Ruoxue suffer any more harm!

Thinking of this, Wu Chen can't help but speed up the flow of his spiritual power and keep flowing, so that these spiritual power can fully form a good defense layer around his body.

Maybe that's how Wu Chen can better accept the thunder robbery - maybe he can't accept it at all, but he must try his best to protect Fang Ruoxue.

At the next moment, the thunderbolt falls down madly, and constantly hits Wu Chen. The kind of thunderbolt that almost annihilates him completely makes Wu Chen miserable.

Maybe that's the way to calm the anger of heaven.

When the first thunder came down, Wu Chen's four limbs were all flowing with the power of thunder. However, when the next thunder hit him, Wu Chen suddenly shook and fell on the ground!

And his back has also been robbed by thunder, and even some places have revealed cold bones, which makes people extremely scared.

The blood had been roasted to a dark color, and even sent out a smell of stench and barbecue.

Wu Chen looks at Fang Ruoxue under him with a bitter smile and finds that he has not been hurt under the thunder. He immediately smiles with ease.

He gently wiped Fang Ruoxue's forehead and muttered to himself in a low voice: "don't worry, I won't let you get any harm."

One after another, Wu Chen was robbed by thunder, and his spiritual protection layer was broken again and again. No matter how his body became bloody or even out of shape, he never gave up.

Even if it was pain, he never stopped releasing his spiritual power. Because he knows that Fang Ruoxue must be protected by himself, otherwise, it will be difficult to see her face again in his life.

Perhaps it is this obsession that supports him to stand up again and again, constantly resisting the thunder of heaven.

You know, in history, few of those legendary practitioners have used this humble cultivation to face the thunder robbery at Wu Chen's stage.

Maybe it's my spirit that moved the God, let these thunder gradually slow down, and gradually disappear with the continuous progress of time.

When the sky cleared up again, Wu Chen had been beaten out of shape by the thunder, and even turned pale with broken meat.

But he must not fall down, because he knows that Fang Ruoxue still needs her own protection. If she loses him, she is likely to be swallowed by some wild animal in the wild mountains, and then they will not be able to live.

Just when he felt a piece of despair in his heart, the medicinal power of snake grass left in his bones suddenly volatilized.

This snake shaped herb seems to be very common and can only provide spiritual power, but what Wu Chen doesn't know is that this herb can make some muscles and bones grow and develop again.

In other words, as long as you eat this snake grass, if you don't die, it will make you recover as before. And after so many times of accumulation, he has left a lot of medicine in the body, enough for her to completely recover as before!