After eight madnesses, Zhang He's combat power has skyrocketed a lot again, but unfortunately, even though he tried his best, he still couldn't shake the walls of the hall in the slightest, but the speed at which the blood-red mist sank into his body became faster and faster.

As time passed, those blood-red mist were not satisfied with the current way of submerging, but like a sharp blade, they cut a criss-crossing scar on Zhang He's skin, like a bubbling spring, pouring into his body in a steady stream.

There is a limit to everything.

Even though Zhang He's physical strength has reached the point of inhumanity, with the continuous influx of red mist, his holding capacity has finally reached its limit, and he can no longer hold any bit of red mist, but the problem is that the continuous surging red mist is like a high-pressure water gun, brutally rushing into his body.

The problem followed, and the red mist that poured into his body quickly turned into an extremely corrosive "concentrated sulfuric acid", which quickly dissolved Zhang He's body tissue, but he was unaware of it, and was still frantically attacking the hall wall that could not be blasted open.

But with the dissolution of the red mist, Zhang He soon suffered an unimaginable heavy blow, this heavy injury, which is completely different from the serious injury received in the fierce battle, the serious injury will only shatter the organs and other body structures, but this dissolution, but the body tissue will disappear completely, the damage caused by the two is not the same, but Zhang He did not notice this change, and was still frantically attacking the wall of the hall.

As the dissolution continued, the third Great Dao Seed, which Zhang He had been looking forward to, but had never successfully activated, finally took the initiative to activate, and quietly grew two small young leaves.

With the appearance of the small young leaves, countless pitch-black filaments immediately diffused from the small shoots, instantly penetrating the barriers of the inner world, extending to every cell, and frantically absorbing the red mist in the cells.

In this regard, Zhang He was unaware of it, and was still frantically attacking the walls of the hall, and with the plundering of the jet-black filaments, the red mist instantly rioted, frantically pouring into Zhang He's body, and resisting the plundering of the pitch-black filaments with all his might, and with the crazy influx of the red mist, the pitch-black filaments also increased the plundering intensity.

For a time, the two formed a delicate dynamic balance.

The confrontation between the pitch-black filaments and the red mist directly put aside Zhang He and entertained himself, letting Zhang He go crazy alone.

Without the stimulation of the red mist, Zhang He no longer became more crazy, but under the effect of the eight madness, he was still completely controlled by the killing intent, and he was still frantically attacking the walls of the hall until he fell into a complete coma.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang He finally woke up slowly, the red mist no longer affected him, and he fought against the plundering that destroyed Miè Avenue with all his might, and he was finally able to stay clear.

The active activation of the seed of destroying Miè Avenue made him feel a burst of ecstasy, and like the previous times, the next thing he had to do was completely out of his mind, and the only thing he could do was to wait with great interest for the confrontation between Ruining Miè Avenue and the red mist.

Here, Zhang He didn't have anything to do, but on the other side, the Trapping Army and the Howling Sky Army had fallen into a desperate situation, and under the crazy attack of millions of demon soldiers, death finally appeared.

The first to die was a Howling Army besieged by a full 20,000 demon soldiers, and with the death of this Howling Army, all the Howling Army suddenly went crazy, and all of them launched a counterattack like crazy, but unfortunately, the absolute gap in strength accelerated the frequency of deaths of the Howling Army.

The appearance of death one after another made everyone crazy, and what everyone didn't notice was that with their madness, a faint blood-red mist soon filled the space of their decisive battle, and poured into everyone's bodies in a steady stream.

And with the influx of red mist, everyone was like Zhang He, and soon they were completely swayed by the killing intent, and all of them collapsed into their strongest combat power, and fought wildly with millions of demon soldiers.

As time passed, a new situation soon appeared on Zhang He's side, and the red mist that was plundered by the ruined miè avenue was quickly fed back by the pitch-black filaments, pouring into his body again, and making him crazy, but unlike directly absorbing the red mist, although the red mist fed back by the ruined miè avenue could also affect his feelings, it would not dissolve his cells.

Zhang He began to frantically attack the walls of the hall again, and the confrontation between the blood-red mist and the ruined miè avenue became more and more intense, and as more and more blood-red mist poured in, the small shoots of the ruined miè avenue with only two small young leaves also began to grow frantically taller.

As the little shoots grew taller, the confrontation between the ruined miè avenue and the blood-red mist became more and more intense, and the feedback of the blood-red mist became more and more turbulent, making Zhang He more and more crazy.

Unconsciously, the crazy Zhang He inexplicably opened the state of madness nine times, and his combat power doubled again, but he still couldn't shake the wall of the hall in the slightest.

Unconsciously, the small shoots of Rui Miè Avenue had grown into a small tree nearly one meter high, and the blood-red mist that fed back became more exaggerated, and it also made the blood-red mist in the hall even more violent, and the mist rolled, turning the entire hall into a blood-colored world.

Zhang He was still crazy until he fell into a coma again, and in the underground space, with the rolling of the red mist, the 20,000 trapped troops actually unknowingly started four frenzied states, and their combat power almost doubled, because of the madness of the four elephant trapped army, the battle became more and more tragic.

Although the Xiaotian Army, which has a low cultivation, has not been able to open the four madness, those with outstanding talent have also started the state of madness three times, and those with poor talent have also entered the two madness.

However, they are still far from being the opponent of hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers, but because of their collective madness and desperate fighting, the death of the Howling Sky Army is getting faster and faster, and as the number of people continues to decrease, the death rate of the Howling Sky Army is still accelerating.

Zhang He woke up again and attacked the wall of the hall frantically, but unfortunately, even though it was a double superposition of the nine madness and the mantra of the word, he still couldn't shake the wall of the hall in the slightest.

The saplings that sprouted from the seeds of the Destroyed Miè Avenue were still growing taller, and the red mist that fed back was still accelerating, making Zhang He more and more crazy, and his attacks became more and more crazy.

With the passage of time, unconsciously, the saplings that sprouted from the ruined miè avenue quietly grew to three meters tall, and as the saplings of the ruined miè avenue grew taller, a thick aura immediately diffused from Zhang He's body.

The Supreme Avenue Divine Body has decided to enter the realm for the first time!

With the pervasiveness of the dense aura, Zhang He suddenly woke up, feeling an unprecedented sense of strength, he couldn't help but let out an excited roar, and what surprised him the most was that in addition to making his combat power skyrocket, the Supreme Dao Divine Body could also perfectly control the killing of the nine madness, even if he opened the nine madness and the mantra, he could still maintain his clarity.

But what made him helpless was that the small tree that sprouted from the ruined miè avenue also stopped growing and was fixed at a height of three meters, not only that, but as the small tree stopped growing, thousands of pitch-black filaments immediately retreated, again

Let the blood-red mist rush into his body wildly.

The crazy influx of blood-red mist soon began to affect Zhang He's killing intent again, but what surprised him was that even though the blood-red mist was still pouring in frantically, even though his killing intent became more and more intense, he was always able to maintain his clarity, and he continued to maintain his clarity even after opening the state of nine madness.

The magical Supreme Dao God Body Decision, the magic of use!

Because of the Supreme Dao Divine Body Decision, Zhang He no longer had to worry about being completely swayed by the killing intent, and did something that the Shenma harmed his loved ones, which made him feel a burst of excitement, and then took the initiative to plunder the rolling blood-red mist, took the initiative to increase the confrontation with the crazy killing intent, and curiously tested the magic of the Supreme Avenue Divine Body Decision.

ps: Sorry, on a business trip, I've been in the car, and I'm late to pass the book

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