My Heaven-Defying Spirit

Ming Huaishang, who escaped from the tiger's mouth, felt relieved. He went straight to the ground and breathed in fresh air. Just now, every second in the body of the Phantom Bone Python felt like a year, which made him exhausted. When he was about to rush out of the cave, he suddenly saw two strange eyes, which was simply horrifying. But fortunately, he got out, no matter who was in front of him. As the saying goes, it is better to die comfortably.

Not far away, the Phantom Bone Python fell to the ground like a dead dog. Only its occasional twitching proved that it was still alive.

The colorful old monster glanced at the Phantom Bone Python, with no expression on his face. He slowly walked towards Ming Huaishang, looking at the boy in front of him. Suddenly, for a moment, his pupils suddenly dilated, as if he saw something that was difficult for him to describe.

"Oh, I see. You are the guy that the Yanque Sect is looking for. Why do you look so familiar to me?"

Looking at the colorful old monster approaching aggressively, Ming Huaishang could no longer hold back his expression. He stood up, shook his hands, and said with a look of dying to show his determination.

"What do you want to do? You want to capture me and take me to the Yanque Sect to claim the reward? Then come on. Anyway, no one is here to help me. At worst, I will destroy the treasure and not let any of you get it."

Ming Huaishang held the space disk in his hand and made a gesture to destroy it.

However, the colorful old monster on the side sneered and waved his hand, signaling Ming Huaishang not to play smart with him.

"Okay, kid, with your strength, do you think it's possible to destroy this treasure?"

Hearing this, Ming Huaishang's originally solemn face suddenly became embarrassed. Knowing that his plan had been discovered, Ming Huaishang simply slumped to the ground, pretending to be indifferent.

Seeing Ming Huaishang like this, the Seven-Colored Old Monster's expression remained unchanged, and even the murderous intent in his eyes faded a lot.

"Boy, tell me how you offended the Yanque Sect. Although the Yanque Sect said that you stole the sect's profound secrets and killed one of their chief law enforcement elders, I don't believe you have that ability. Moreover, although the Yanque Sect is powerful, as far as I know, the profound skills that the broken sect claims to have are probably fake. I was fortunate enough to deal with the leader of the Yanque Sect in the past, and his strength is probably not as good as mine."

At this point, the Seven-Colored Old Monster's expression became arrogant, which showed his contempt for the Yanque Sect. Seeing the Seven-Colored Old Monster in this state, Ming Huaishang didn't know why he suddenly felt an inexplicable liking for this half-buried old guy in front of him, so he told the story.

After talking for half an incense stick, Ming Huaishang felt thirsty. Looking at Ming Huaishang's appearance, the colorful old monster sneered, and a kettle appeared out of thin air in his hand and threw it to Ming Huaishang.

Taking the kettle, Ming Huaishang was a little confused and looked at the colorful old monster with a strange look on his face.

"What are you looking at? Drink it if you want. I'm not forcing you to drink it. But I have to tell you that I have added many precious medicinal herbs to this water. It will be a great tonic for a cultivator like you..."

For some reason, the colorful old monster started to talk nonstop. Just as he was talking excitedly, he discovered that Ming Huaishang had already started to gulp down the drink.

After drinking all the water in the kettle in one gulp, Ming Huaishang showed a satisfied look on his face, and then returned the kettle to the colorful old monster.

"Humph, kid, you are defenseless. Aren't you afraid that I will poison the water?"

The colorful old monster looked at Ming Huaishang with a strange expression, with a hint of disdain, but in fact, in his heart, at this moment, he felt a sense of recognition for Ming Huaishang.

Ming Huaishang waved his hand indifferently and said

"The worst that can happen is death, so why not die with a full stomach?"

Hearing Ming Huaishang's words, the colorful old monster laughed instead of getting angry. He turned his back and looked a little melancholy, as if he was recalling something. But the next moment, he suddenly left into the distance, and before leaving, he took back the unconscious Phantom Bone Python on the ground.

"Boy, I admire you very much, so I will spare your life today. But remember, as a casual cultivator, you must be careful in everything you do, otherwise you won't live long in this realm. I don't think you are that kind of person. Remember, if you want to become a strong man, the first thing you have to do is to save your life!"

The lingering sound echoed in this place for a long time, and Ming Huaishang, who was sitting on the ground at this time, didn't know what happened. He looked at the figure of the seven-colored old monster leaving in the air in a daze, but the next moment he was actually a little happy in his heart. At least he saved his life, and it seemed that the seven-colored old monster was not as bad as he thought.

The colorful old monster didn't know what kind of person he was in Ming Huaishang's heart until he left.

..........

shhhhhh!

In the woods, a black shadow flashed and ran towards a place quickly. Finally, with the residual light of the moonlight, he saw two figures on the ground not far away, and then rushed towards that place.

"who!"

In the darkness, Mo Ji and Miao Er had endured a day and a night, and finally melted away the seven-colored poison in their bodies. When the two were about to leave, they found a figure not far away running towards them quickly.

Just as Miao'er's sword was covered with a layer of frost and his body gradually became colder, he was about to attack.

At this time, the woods were peeled away, and a familiar figure appeared in front of the two.

"Senior, it's me!"

Ming Huaishang jumped from a tall tree and came in front of the two of them.

"It's you? You're not dead yet?"

Miao Er looked at Ming Huaishang and said in surprise

"........."

Ming Huaishang was speechless for a moment, and didn't know what to say. This person was hoping for his death.

When Miao Er came to her senses and realized that she had said the wrong thing, she smiled awkwardly.

“You know, that’s not what I meant.”

Ming Huaishang nodded. He did not have much feeling for the icy beauty in front of him. He just regarded her as a senior.

"Where's the Seven-Colored Monster? How did you escape from him?"

Mo Ji came up and asked, looking at Ming Huaishang curiously. He was a little surprised to see that Ming Huaishang didn't have many injuries.

So Ming Huaishang told them what had just happened. Their originally calm eyes suddenly turned into some surprise, and then the two looked at Ming Huaishang strangely.

"We were both poisoned by the colorful old monster before. The poison was so strong that it took us a long time to detoxify, which resulted in us not being able to help you in time. But I didn't expect that the colorful old monster would let you go. He is really a person with a strange temperament. If we meet him in the future, we have to stay away from him."

Miaoer thought for a moment and then said