Gone mad?

The people of the three forces all looked dazed, not quite understanding what Mr. Chen meant.

"To put it simply, it's that something went wrong in cultivation. Mr. Chen's tone was full of schadenfreude: "The state of epiphany is something that can be encountered but not sought, and many people look forward to it, but they don't know that even if they enter the state of epiphany, there is a certain risk, and if the thoughts are not clear enough, there will be self-doubt...... What was supposed to be a fate will become a bad fate!"

"I think this kid should have made a mistake in the process of epiphany, so not only did he not improve his power, but he spat blood from his mouth and his breath was sluggish!"

"Hehe, this is the so-called madness, and in serious cases, it may even die!"

He was originally full of envy for Zhang Heng entering the state of "epiphany", but now, he gloated to the extreme.

"I see. ”

The Holy See and the people of the two major families understood it, and they all showed joy.

"So, he's bound to fail?" the Pope breathed a sigh of relief, and the worry in his heart completely dissipated at this moment.

"Even if you don't die, you have to be seriously injured, where can you still have the strength to carry the holy mountain?" Mr. Chen said with great certainty, holding his arms.

"Haha, that's interesting!" Didier laughed.

"There is a saying in Huaxia called cocooning and self-restraint, which should be the current situation, right?" Quinta smiled victorious.

And the Lingbao Sect side obviously also thought of going mad.

When they looked closely, Zhang Heng spat blood from his mouth, his face was slightly pale, and his breath was a little chaotic, isn't this a sign of going mad?

"How can you go crazy at this time?"

"It's over, even God won't help us Lingbao Sect!"

"There's no hope at all. ”

Everyone was like a mourner, like a frosted eggplant.

It was Zhou Daoheng, his eyes dimmed slightly, he was not optimistic about Zhang Heng, but it did not mean that he hoped that Zhang Heng would fail.

Because now Zhang Heng is the only hope of the Lingbao Sect, he has failed, and it will not do the sect any good.

His heart was extremely entangled, on the one hand, he hoped that Zhang Heng would be embarrassed, and on the other hand, he hoped that he would succeed, and now it seemed that he had failed, he glanced at Zhang Heng in a complicated way, and said coldly: "The mud can't support the wall!"

Before the official attempt, it was declared a failure because of the madness, which was really unexpected.

"Not good!" Master Qin looked at Zhang Heng, with a look of worry in his eyes, and was about to step forward to wake up Zhang Heng.

"Stop him!"

Mr. Chen let out a low roar.

Didier did not hesitate, and as soon as he pointed out, the jet-black beam surged, directly stopping Master Qin.

"What are you doing?" Master Qin glared at everyone.

"Don't let him interfere with Zhang Heng. Mr. Chen lowered his voice and explained: "Now Zhang Heng has entered a state of madness, if he is not careful, he will die, Master Qin wakes him up now, which is equivalent to saving his life, we naturally can't let him succeed!"

"If Zhang Heng dies like this, it will be a great joy for us. ”

"It's easy, the enemy is played to death by himself, and there is no better outcome. ”

The three of them glanced at each other, and this was indeed the truth.

The Pope held the scepter in his hand and stopped in front of Master Qin, with a benevolent smile on his face.

"God teaches us to be honest, and this young friend, who said before that no one should disturb him, how can you break your promise now?"

Didier floated to the left like a ghost, and said in a shadowy voice.

"Yes, since you promised others, how can you disobey them?"

Finally, the burly Kunta, moving his fist, made a crunching sound with every pinch of the joint, and he showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, playfully.

"Or have you decided to throw in the towel?"

The persecution of the three made Master Qin's face extremely pale.

How could he not know what these three people were thinking in their hearts? They wanted to fight bloodlessly and let Zhang Heng lose his life because of his madness!

This kind of vicious behavior made him want to turn his face on the spot, but around here, there were dozens of cardinal archbishops, and once he made a move, it would definitely be the Lingbao Sect that lost.

"What do you want?" Master Qin gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"It's simple, follow his wishes, and no one can disturb him. The Pope smiled falsely and looked at Zhou Daoheng: "Old man, what do you think?"

"Don't wake him up!"

Zhou Daoheng took a deep breath and said coldly.

Master Qin looked at his uncle, but he sighed in his heart, so he could only retreat.

The situation is stronger than people, even if he wants to help Zhang Heng, but he can't use his strength.

He could only pray silently: "Xiaoyou, you are Immortal Master Zhang who has repeatedly created miracles, how could you lose your life because of the madness?"

At this time, Zhang Heng had already finished refining the piece of soil that had just been knocked down, and because he was completely immersed in cultivation, he blocked his perception of the outside world, so he didn't know what was going on.

Otherwise, he must be full of gratitude to the three forces, if he is really awakened by Master Qin, then it will be a big deal.

"This method is feasible, but it will make me injured, but I have a strong physique, and with the protection of the Xuantian Tree, even if I am injured, it will not cause much impact......" Zhang Heng was already full of confidence at the moment through the first collision, and it turned out that his idea was feasible.

Then the next step is to do the same.

The White Emperor slashed the dragon sword and stabbed at Xi Yang again, this time, Zhang Heng's ambition was greater, and he directly cut off a piece the size of his thumb!

The power of the shock transmitted back was about several times stronger than before, Rao is Zhang Heng's physique was amazing, but he couldn't bear it, he sprayed blood three times in a row, and his face was pale!

The three vomiting of blood became more and more intense each time, and his breath instantly withered.

"Hahaha, he can't!" Mr. Chen applauded and smiled: "As I expected, he really went crazy, I'm afraid he won't live long!"

The Pope, the Didier Priest, and Quinta all smiled with satisfaction.

At the same time, their precautions have also become stricter, and no one is allowed to disturb Zhang Heng.

The impulse that Master Qin had just poured out could only be dispelled after seeing the three of them taking such strict precautions.

"Alas, I'm afraid he's already seriously injured......" Master Qin sighed in despair.

God wants the Treasure Sect of the Undead, no one can save it, and the last hope will end in such a dramatic way, which no one expected.

The roles of everyone were reversed all of a sudden, the Pope and the people of the two major families as enemies guarded Zhang Heng like bodyguards, while their own people were trying to wake up Zhang Heng.

If Zhang Heng knew about the situation in the outside world, I am afraid he couldn't help laughing.

"It's coming!"

In a quarter of an hour or so, the soil was refined again.

Zhang Heng's divine thoughts swept over, and the fist-sized soil was already a circle smaller.

The White Emperor Dragon Slaying Sword stabbed out again, and as before, a piece the size of a thumb was cut off.

This time, Zhang Heng still vomited blood.

The people of the Spirit Treasure Sect became more and more desperate, and their heads were lowered, like defeated roosters.

The Holy See and the people of the two families are completely opposite, with their heads held high, complacent, and in a posture of watching a good show.

Half an hour later, Zhang Heng vomited blood.

After another forty minutes or so, he vomited blood again......

Zhang Heng's breath was sluggish, and his face was extremely pale, even like a dead man.

Everyone thought he was going to die.

However, he stayed up until the evening, from night to dawn, and Zhang Heng still did not die!

People have forgotten how many times he vomited blood, and in the image, he seems to be half-dead all along.

"Is this guy a cockroach, how can he still live?" Mr. Chen wondered, unable to figure out what the situation was.

The people of the Holy See and the two major families frowned, and they were not as optimistic as before.

Theoretically, Zhang Heng should have died a long time ago.

"Not quite right...... Didier Priest suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"I really can't do it, just ......" Quinta had a fierce look in his eyes.

The Pope looked at Mr. Chen, waiting for his opinion.

Mr. Chen thought for a moment and said.

"Wait a minute, this guy must have gone mad, but I don't know why, he is still gasping, but I believe that he will not live long!"

Seeing that he said so firmly, the three of them also nodded.

Another day passed.

Zhang Heng, who is half-dead, still remains the same, but he still has no signs of dying.

Everyone's faces turned strange.